Douluo's Black Bamboo Sword

Chen Liang once again praised Xue Hu, and it seemed to be a further degree of appreciation. This made Xue Hu a little elated, but he did not get carried away. As for just now, it was a small accident.

After lowering his head and pondering for a while, Xue Hu said: "Actually, it's nothing! The main reason is that I encountered a bottleneck in my practice. I couldn't figure it out and just thought about it. I'm trying to see if I can catch a dead mouse."

"Ok!"

Chen Liangming nodded. He didn't say much, but just indicated that he understood.

But at this moment, Chen Liang suddenly took out a bamboo sword from Twelve Origins, wiped it gently, pointed at Xue Hu, and said calmly: "Now, how do you choose?"

Faced with Chen Liang's sudden change, Xue Hu was stunned on the spot. How could he be so good? This topic came up again.

However, Xue Hu could not be allowed to remain stunned. Now Chen Liang's pressure on Xue Hu was getting stronger and stronger, so strong that it seemed that Chen Liang would rush over at the next moment and make Xue Hu die under his bamboo sword.

Forced by Chen Liang's pressure, Xue Hu struggled hard for a while, then gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "I... I still want to fight for it!"

"Oh? Then, give me a reason that can convince you." Chen Liang pretended to be surprised, which turned into calm in an instant, but his eyes remained on Xue Hu's restless eyes without any trace.

"I...I just want to feel more, more clearly!"

"is it?"

"Yes...yes...right!"

Looking at Chen Liang's eyes that seemed to be full of teasing, Xue Hu suddenly lacked the confidence to speak. Even when he said the last word that sounded like a mosquito, even he had the feeling that he It's a complete joke!

In that case, then!

"Okay! I admit it! I still want to live."

Xue Hu exhaled a long breath. How could he not be afraid of death? He was still an ordinary person after all! But!

So what if you're afraid? How can the disparity in strength be compensated by the intensity of your fear!

"Death! I discovered for the first time that I can really see the distance between it and me so clearly. This should also be a result of cognition!"

Xue Hu couldn't help but raise his head, and what he saw was a blue-purple world, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

"This is such a depressing world! If I hadn't had you, I might have become a walking zombie like them."

Xue Hu lowered his head, his eyes shifted to the hammer tightly held in his right hand, and his eyes suddenly felt warm.

Slowly squatting down and gently placing Chen Liang's bamboo sword on the ground, Xue Hu stood up resolutely, looked at Chen Liang firmly and said, "I want to live."

Holding the hammer tightly with both hands, he kept pouring soul power into it, and planned to attack Chen Liang. However, as if something suddenly occurred to him, Xue Hu added: "I also want to feel yours seriously." Feel!"

After saying that, Xue Hu ran towards Chen Liang.

And Chen Liang moved himself the moment Xue Hu moved.

"It seems that you have thought clearly."

"Ok!"

……

After three breaths...

Noisy!

"Uh...huh...huh..."

"Thank you... thank you... uh... predecessors... uh... seniors for your help!"

"You're welcome. You are qualified to receive this treatment, and it is your ability to receive this treatment. Although it is only for me."

"Anyway... anyway... thank you... it's just... hu... I can... I can... feel that... senior is still a little... hu... a little... short of... heat. Huh..."

"It's normal. Reality is always something elusive. Only when you face reality can you deeply understand your lack of knowledge about it."

"Is it realistic? Huh...huh...if...if not...meet senior today...huh...that would be great!..."

……

"But, even if it goes as you wish, how it will develop later depends on your destiny."

Noisy!

Pulling out the bamboo sword inserted into Xue Hu's neck and putting the bloody bamboo sword into its scabbard, Chen Liang turned around and walked slowly towards the staff. …

In the next six months, Chen Liang entered the Hell Killing Fields once a week and won twenty-five games. Most of the twenty-five wins were easy, and some were very difficult. Especially the last few games were extremely hard, but fortunately, Chen Liang never had any near misses. Everything is still under his control.

As the number of wins increased, Chen Liang became more and more famous, and in this sixth month, Chen Liang became a star-like figure in the Hell Killing Fields. However, compared to his 25 wins in six months, the people in the Hell Killing Fields were more concerned about Chen Liang's eyes that could see everything at any time and his ability to strategize.

Killing one person in one step and killing without staining his clothes has become a symbol of Chen Liang.

Just a month ago, a Contra with forty-three victories did not believe in evil. He thought that Chen Liang, who had just become famous, could only appear so impressive in front of weak people, so he decided to kill him. Of course, he was also very cautious and appropriated the customs of the Hell Killing Fields and chose to steal Chen Liang.

However, for Chen Liang, who is good at collecting information and has an easy-to-find location for the collected information, his sneak attack was noticed by Chen Liang. Then he naturally fell into Chen Liang's calculations. Just a small move made this Contra hate his own sword in an instant. His death was even faster than a soul king fighting Chen Liang head-on.

But there is no way. In this world, the most deceptive thing is people's self-righteousness. And this kind of self-righteousness, once exploited by the enemy, is often fatal. So until his death, this Contra didn't know the real reason why he died so simply.

And it was after this sneak attack that Chen Liang's reputation became completely louder, and he became even more legendary.

"It's much more obvious this time!"

Chen Liang, who had just finished another hellish killing field, quickly returned to his cabin and carefully observed his own aura.

"Cold, bloodthirsty, crazy, is this the so-called murderous intent? Although this murderous intent is not much, and it doesn't have much impact on me, it is already obvious, then!"

"It seems that the real practice should begin!"