Chapter 4 Beliefs

The light and shadow burst, and the stone walls erected around the ring were like snowflakes, breaking into countless pieces and rolling down.

Countless air needles generally burst out of the broken stone wall, bursting the air.

Smoke filled the whole ring, and the snow on the ground rose with dust and dust, which was turbid.

In a daze, everyone can't see what's going on in the ring?

They just stood up from the box of Jiangshan Pavilion and looked nervously at the center of the venue.

In such a fierce situation, no matter who wins or loses, one party will inevitably be seriously injured, and those who survive will certainly not be intact.

In the dust and fog, I saw an old man in a gray robe jumping down from a height of dozens of meters in a room on the left of the fourth floor of Jiangshan Pavilion. He also carried a young man in his hand. His eyes turned randomly and his hands and feet were used together. He seemed to be a little afraid of heights and was shouting hard.

Unfortunately, the wind and snow on the high place poured into his throat almost like a big water, making his face blue and purple, and not a syllable can be pronounced.

The ring has completely collapsed.

The snow piled up all over the ground and shrugged high around, forming a huge pit.

In the pit, there is a platform that is almost five meters deep.

Among them, the green bricks were broken into the ground, mixed with the black earth under the ground. There was even a faint firelight on some soil, and the snow cast on it, making a crackling sound.

On the platform, a black-haired teenager in a white robe was half kneeling on the ground. He held two knives in his hand, one was as bright as a short blade, and the other had been completely broken, leaving only a bare handle.

The long black hair covered his face, and a huge knife mark burst at the teenager's left leg. The bones were deeply visible. The blood was going down the robe, making the ground full of blood.

Ten meters behind him, a man in a black robe stood upright. The wind was like iron, blowing his robe and hunting. A dark knife in his hand was bleeding, splashing to the ground drop by drop.

"Master, Wu Wei of the sunset sect was defeated. I'll go up and clean up his wounds." From Jiangshan, the young man with a blue face was carried a medicine box and wanted to rush up, but was caught by the old man in gray robe.

"Master?" The teenager was a little puzzled. He turned his head and looked back, but the old man shook his head with a solemn face and said calmly, "Someone is going to die."

The teenager was puzzled and turned his head to Wu Wei, who was half kneeling on the ground. Is he going to die?

In the ring, Wu Pengwei leaned on the ground with a broken knife handle, gasped heavily, and stood up with difficulty, but his eyes were blurred and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he held on, so he did not fall down.

He turned around, and the wound on his left shoulder was bleeding, which was dazzling in the snow.

He walked over step by step until in front of Zero, where there was no sharpness and emptiness in Zero's eyes, and was replaced by a thoughtful expression.

"What's the name of this trick?" Ling raised his head and looked at Wu Pengwei.

Wu Pengwei pondered for a while before whispering, "Zero."

Ling Wei was stunned, but soon laughed, lowered his head and whispered, "Good name, happy."

After saying that, he was loaded to the ground, and the blood on his body splashed very high like a fountain, touching Wu Pengwei.

Wu Pengwei suddenly felt a sense of unextricable sadness, let out an indivisable sigh, and turned around and left.

He sprinkled his blood on the ground, and a thief and beautiful teenager hugged him and was about to push him to the ground. Wu Pengwei frowned slightly, twisted his waist and crotch, and threw the teenager out lightly.

The strength is a little too much, and the mind is inevitably dizzy.

He staggered and walked. As a result, he was held by a powerful arm behind him. Wu Pengwei was extremely upset and his qi and blood were not smooth. He had a stomach of resentment and had nowhere to vent. He suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Who dares to stop me?"

With a wave of his left hand, a practice-like knife light flew out. The person holding his arm did not expect that he would have such power after being seriously injured. Suddenly, he retreated, but the knife light was like a shadow, and could be folded and bent in the air, like a bone-attached maggot.

"Hmm?" The other party was shocked, but he stretched out an iron-like hand and crushed the knife light all of a sudden.

"Do you still want to die?"

The dull voice sounded, and Wu Pengwei was grabbed by one again. He turned his head, but saw an old man with frosted white temples and whispered to himself, "I'm Jiang Beisheng, the 'Magic Doctor', boy, your knife is very serious. I'm here to heal you."

Wu Pengwei's eyes tightened, and the fierce light came out, like an injured beast.

There are countless people living in Jiangbei. He has seen many vicious people, but he has never seen such fierce eyes, and his heart is also in a panic. However, after a long time, he can barely maintain his body.

Fortunately, the other party lost too much blood and did nothing else, so he fell to the ground and fainted.

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The four fields stood silently in the snow, holding the knife diagonally with both hands and on the left side of the waist. His body bowed like an arrow, bringing out a black phantom.

His knife was like thunder. At the moment of the burst, the knife swept from his left waist and went straight to his chest, forming an extremely flamboyant arc.

Five years, day and night in front of the cliff, the wind cut an eagle's arc.

The knife light is like stirring in the water, and the knife gas turns into ripples, brushing out traces. This knife exceeds the extreme speed and represents Zero's most thorough understanding of the knife.

Almost unstoppable.

At the end of the knife light, Wu Pengwei just stood and looked at each other quietly. However, when the knife light was exhausted, he suddenly stopped, turned around, smiled sadly at him, and said coolly, "Have you seen it clearly?"

Then, the blood splashed everywhere, and the zero shadow was like the shattered light and shadow, dissipating.

I woke up suddenly.

"Ah"

Wu Pengwei shouted in a low voice, opened his eyes, and jumped out of the dream.

"Master, are you all right?" The familiar voice sounded not far from my ears.

On the side of the bedside, Aoki was standing less than a meter in front of him. He put his hand in his sleeve, lowered his waist, and was looking at himself with concern.

"It doesn't matter."

Wu Pengwei wiped the sweat on his face and struggled to get up, but there was a sharp pain in his chest, which made him almost faint in pain.

Aoki came over quickly, raised the pillow for him, and then leaned him against it.

"I'll bring you the medicine." Aoki hurried out of the door.

Wu Pengwei looked down. His legs were wrapped in gauze, and his arms seemed to have been hit by heavy objects, so he couldn't lift his arms.

Why is there only a leg injury? Wu Pengwei was slightly stunned, but soon figured out the joints in it.

Thanks to the protection of the "cicada wing jacket", the pervasive domineering knife spirit cannot scratch out the upper body, and the unprotected legs are naturally difficult to avoid the rampant knife spirit. Fortunately, the knife style created by Wu Pengwei himself is also extremely strong, offsetting most of the strength. Otherwise, the lower body is only I'm afraid it will be smashed by the knife gas.

The knife skill of water and fire is more powerful than Wu Pengwei's imagination. The long knife made by Yunhuang Mojia was almost completely burst at the moment when the power of water and fire was handed over, and the broken blade was completely exploded into powder.

Strictly speaking, this knife has no skill at all, but the purest burst of water and fire power.

On the basis of the power of the "blue water dragon blade" and the power of the water explosion, it only tore through the zero knife light in an instant. Even if the zero part of the knife gas can still be pervasive, it can't stop the tilt of the victory balance.

Strictly speaking, zero is lost in the huge explosive power of the moment of water and fire, not in the knife skill.

Only in terms of knife skills, zero's attainment is amazing, which is higher than Wu Pengwei's level, even if the latter has understood the primary mind and integrated the momentum of ice and snow into the knife method.

Fifteen years of cutting the wind and cutting eagles in front of the cliff, day and night, without any distracting thoughts, but only 15 years of constantly waving knives.

In the past 15 years, Zero's will and knife skills have been extremely tenacious, and at the same time, his spirit has been extremely distorted.

At the moment when the two of them fought, the moment their eyes met, Wu Pengwei understood the loneliness in his heart.

He has no friends and only has a knife in his heart.

Everyone in the world says that he is cruel and tyrannical, but that's not the case. He just integrates with the knife and understands the world according to the fierceness of the knife.

And the existence of the knife itself is for killing.

Therefore, Zero doesn't know how to love others. He habitually regards himself as a knife, an indestructible knife that can cut everything. When he cuts the knife into the bloody moment of the other party's body, it is his best expression of love.

He is too lonely, but no one can understand. He wants to love others, but he is destined to only bring death to the other party.

Therefore, when Wu Pengwei's knife light crushed his knife spirit, there was only a kind of relief in Zero's heart. He no longer had to carry the will of the knife on his back. At that moment, he became himself and smiled like a naive child.

Zero died. The moment before he died, he was very happy.

Not only because of liberation, but also because of an additional friend who can understand him.

The knife of zero in the dream is a repeat of the test. That knife can cut everything, and it is also the best annotation of zero-life martial arts.

Zero passed on all this to Wu Pengwei.

That knife contains too much data and the meaning of the knife. In the past, even if he didn't think about it, Wu Pengwei would study it desperately.

But today, he put these down.

Wu Pengwei only felt a sense of irritability in his heart. This irritability made him regain control of his body. He resisted the pain, turned over and got out of bed, and walked outside the house. Every step he took, he would feel the pain in the wound of his thigh.

But he didn't care at all. He just walked to the corridor outside the house and looked at the sky quietly.

The night was dark, and there was no starlight in the quiet night. The semicircular moon hung lonely on it, like a cracked wound.

Wu Pengwei's heart is full of loneliness.

Since the Wuwang Competition, he has been a collection of young masters from all walks of life, calm Zen Qinglei, arrogant Li Beidou, and cold exotic beauty Ye Lvxiu. While defeating everyone, his martial arts skills and strength are constantly rising, but at the same time, his heart is also quietly changing.

Gui Shura's boldness and sincerity, zero loneliness is not understood.

Everyone's departure and death is an indelible pain in the heart of a 15-year-old boy.

Everyone has their own pursuits.

Gui Shura is to avenge his dead brother, Zero is to pursue the ultimate sword, and Li Beidou is to maintain the dignity of an ancient sect.

And what about your own beliefs?

I must pursue my missing mother. No matter how bumpy the road ahead is and how strong my opponent is, I must carry it through, even if I give my life for it.

The experiences of these opponents and friends have strengthened Wu Pengwei's belief in his heart.

A cold wind blew by, and it snowed in the sky. The snow was mixed with cold and cold rain, which was coming on the face.

Wu Pengwei stood alone, like a small shadow in the boundless night.

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