Previously, Takeda Rui relied on his brute strength to last until the eighteenth round.

However, He Chuan only reached the fourteenth round before he felt exhausted and exhausted.

Even so, his hand holding the sword was not willing to let go for a second. At this moment, his body had sounded the alarm for him and was already on the verge of collapse, but he still persisted.

Off the field, many disciples were a little silent when they saw this scene.

This guy was at a disadvantage from the third round. Everyone thought he would lose quickly, but he narrowly avoided Norimasa's killing move every time. Even though his face looked slightly ferocious and his body looked awkward, he still didn't give up.

"This guy is different from the previous ones." Someone said.

"I think he is more pleasing to the eye than Takedagu."

"At least he's still holding on."

He Chuan couldn't hear the words in the audience. He only knew that he was exhausted. There was a gap in physical fitness and technology between the two sides, which led to a significant increase in the amount of energy he consumed.

If your left hand loses strength, switch to your right hand. Use force in the neck, force in the elbows, force in the shoulders, force in the chest, force in the waist and abdomen, and force in the legs.

He was frantically squeezing every part of his body to cope with Nozheng's upcoming attack.

Even He Chuan himself didn't notice that a vague sense of enlightenment slowly emerged in the deepest part of his body.

The sound of the two swords clashing was clanging, and everyone looked at the stage intently. They all knew that He Chuan was going to lose. They knew from the very beginning that He Chuan was going to lose.

But in the third and fourth rounds, he has held on until now. In the seventeenth round, he survived two killing moves from Norimasa and still did not fall.

When will this guy give up? Even the two family heads are a little uncertain.

Takedagu was in the stands, his eyes were a little bloodshot, and he was even shaking a little.

This bastard is tying his record, and the scarier thing is that he's been using the evil eye from the very beginning. As for He Chuan, until now, he has relied entirely on his own strength.

Just a week ago, He Chuan was able to defeat him only after both sides used the evil eye.

But now, without using the evil eye, He Chuan is able to reach the level he had tried so hard to achieve after using the evil eye.

"Down, down!" he roared in his heart. I can't tell whether it was fear, jealousy, or some other emotion.

On the stage, He Chuan swayed as if he heard his words.

The eighteenth round has passed.

"You are very good, much better than that person before. But that's it." Nozheng said in a serious tone, looking at He Chuan.

For eighteen rounds, the opponent was learning his tactics and making rapid progress.

If someone had told him in the past that someone could learn most of Araki-ryu's fighting style upon meeting him, he wouldn't have believed it even if he was beaten to death.

The reason why Araki-ryu develops slowly and has few talents is not because this school is not strong enough, but because the good ones in this school are dead.

Now, he was shocked by the fact that there was a man who was stealing while being stabbed.

"Master Kitagawa, otherwise, I will give you that information for free. Let me discuss something with you." On the stage, Atsushi Araki couldn't sit still and rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"No." Kitagawa Changguang knew what Atsushi Araki had planned without even using his brain.

Isn't it just trading people for information? If Coral Palace Xinhai learns that he gave up a genius with a strong personality and chose an information that is not completely reliable, this girl might even pull his beard out of anger.

What is the most lacking thing in Haiji Island now, food? finance?

None, it’s talent!

"Is that the end?" He Chuan felt the emptiness of his body, almost draining all the strength from his body.

Dian Zheng is not a person who likes talking therapy, but after the whole battle, He Chuan's resilience made him feel the urge to chat.

"You are exhausted. When you reach the second level, the power you can use is limited after all. Until now, the sword is still an external possession of your body."

"Things outside the body..."

He Chuan lowered his head, and blood flowed from his arm to the hilt of the sword.

Tick, tick.

That was the sound of blood dripping onto the bamboo board.

His arms trembled, and the sword trembled with it.

Dian Zheng came over and picked up the long sword. As long as he placed it in front of He Chuan, it meant that the outcome was decided.

He raised his long sword, and in front of him, He Chuan suddenly took two steps back.

"It's...it's not over yet!"

He raised his head suddenly, and his unyielding momentum made the people around him tremble.

"Okay, then there will be a beginning and an end." Norizheng nodded.

He threw out a killing move and rushed towards He Chuan with a slightly weaker momentum, but it was still not something he could stop.

Obviously, Norimasa's physical strength was not completely exhausted, and he was also slightly affected during these several battles.

"Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword." He Chuan shouted in his heart. He had done this action countless times before, but now he couldn't even lift his arm. His body seemed to be out of his control.

Forget about winning or losing, defeat yourself, calm down to guide, and raise your hand to count as success.

He Chuan calmed down and warned himself.

His consciousness began to dive down, searching for all the available forces in his body.

As the strong wind surged, Nozheng's finishing blow finally arrived in front of He Chuan.

At some point, he got a response...

boom!

The long sword was raised in front of him like a swimming dragon. He Chuan faced Dian Zheng's offensive and slashed forward.

At this moment, a state different from the one where the evil eye brought elemental power to all parts of the body appeared in his body. It was as if the cells were burning and jumping for joy. For the first time, he felt that he had such clear control over his body.

"Chuitian Waterfall!"

The killing moves collided again, and the air waves caused the surrounding disciples to close their eyes in excitement.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a long scratch on the field, the end of which was He Chuan's bloody feet.

"blocked?"

After a brief moment of shock, the whole place was in an uproar.

They could feel whether Noshimasa was using his full strength or not. However, this guy actually held on until now, and even blocked Noshimasa's killer move head-on.

Even though it was knocked back so far, it was still shocking.

"It's not over yet. I've been beaten by you for so long, so why don't you take a hit from me!"

A smile appeared on He Chuan's face with difficulty.

"Steel-cutting flash!"

At this moment, he gave up all resistance, and the last strength he had discovered in his body was devoted to this sword as if he was putting all his efforts into it.

Nozheng felt an astonishing aura coming out from in front of him, thought to himself that it was terrible, and flew away.

The moment he jumped into the air, a silver-white sword light brought up a violent airflow, and with the power and speed of cutting through gold and jade, it came first.

Noriyama raised his sword to block. Just when he was relieved when his long sword resisted the flying sword light, the crisp sound of breaking came from the sword in his hand, and his always calm expression finally changed...

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