"You should be a member of NightRaid, right? Although your organization has been very famous over the years, and it's said that all the members are highly skilled assassins with Imperial Relics, it's a good time for me to experience the skills of assassins like you.”At the entrance of the hall, an old man in plain clothes looked at Zhang Yi with a proud expression and sneered.
In Zhang Yi's eyes, there was nothing special about the other party. He was like an ordinary old man that could be seen everywhere on the street. However, from the Qi movement that was locked on his body and the murderous intent in his eyes, this old man was undoubtedly not an ordinary person. Moreover, with Zhang Yi's current innate senses, the amazing strength contained in the old man's body could not escape Zhang Yi's senses. In short, this old man had already reached a martial arts expert who had returned to his original state of vigilance. After all, it was the Royal Fist Temple, a military institution that the royal family relied heavily on. With its long history and heritage, it naturally did not lack powerful masters. Although he did not understand the division of martial arts in this world, he could feel that the old man's strength was not much weaker than his.
Zhang Yi slowly came down from the window and walked into the hall. He faced the old man and cupped his hands."I am Alia Selius, a sabersman. May I ask your name, senior?”
Seeing Zhang Yi's actions, the old man restrained some of his arrogance and returned the greeting,""Guardian Elder Moss of the Imperial Fist Temple."
"Although I'm an assassin, I'm also a martial artist. It's rare for me to meet a master like you today. I'm here as a martial artist to seek advice from you.”
"You're so young but your strength is already on par with this old man. If you cultivate well, you will definitely be able to reach a higher level in the future.”Moss looked at Zhang Yi with some admiration and said regretfully. Other than those who were also martial artists, Moss had a condescending attitude towards others. For talented juniors, he would also help them to the best of his ability. After Zhang Yi proposed a duel as a martial artist, Moss also began to take Zhang Yi seriously. Similarly, he also felt pity for Zhang Yi's decline to become an assassin. As for right and wrong, martial artists pursued the supreme martial arts as their life goal and did whatever they wanted. Everything else was like floating clouds in his eyes. If he did not owe the minister a favor, Moss would not have lowered his status to protect that useless marquis.
Zhang Yi could guess what Moss was thinking. However, everyone had different thoughts. Even if they were all martial artists and pursued martial arts, everyone's path was not exactly the same. Perhaps in Moss 'opinion, a martial artist should not be said to have no desires or desires, but he should not pay too much attention to everything other than martial arts. He should let nature take its course and act according to his will. However, in Zhang Yi's opinion, they were not the same. For example, kinship, friendship, and wanting to become stronger. He would protect everything that he cherished, and it would be different if it was someone else. Everyone had their own path. Whether it was right or wrong, success or failure, everything was unknown.
"Make your move, kid." He took a fist stance, and a strong aura arose spontaneously from Moss 'body. This aura did not disperse, and it did not even press down on Zhang Yi. Instead, it condensed and gathered around his body.
At this moment, in Zhang Yi's eyes, Moss 'entire body was full of flaws. However, Zhang Yi faintly felt that if he rashly attacked, he would be in danger again. He carefully sized up Moss' stance. There was hidden killing intent under every flaw. Ordinary people might not be able to see it, but in the eyes of experts like him, as long as they were careful, they would discover that these flaws were actually traps deliberately displayed by the other party. Once they fell into it, they would face a deadly storm of attacks.
"Half Moon Slash!" Zhang Yi did not get close. He drew his saber and shouted. The blade slashed in the air, and an invisible saber aura burst out, slashing fiercely at Moss. At the same time, he moved quickly, ready to launch his next attack at any time.
"Good!" The invisible blade energy was the most difficult and fatal move for those who did not understand it or even those who did not have a high enough realm. However, in Moss 'perception, there was nothing that could hide it. Under Zhang Yi's surprised gaze, Moss let out a soft shout and took a step forward with his right foot, stepping half an inch into the ground. His right fist suddenly punched straight at the blade energy, forcefully dispersing it. However, there was only a white mark on Moss's withered right hand that seemed to be broken with a snap. There was nothing else.
However, Zhang Yi, who had long expected this, had already relied on his own speed and strange footwork to arrive at the right side of Moss. He brandished his two blades. There were no fancy moves, only endless killing moves and a speed that was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye. He aimed at Moss 'weak joints and vital points. This was a saber technique that killed people. No matter how it was said on the surface, cultivating martial arts was actually a way of killing.
Faced with Zhang Yi's fierce attack, Moss did not panic at all and turned around to deliver a heavy punch. A single move could break all spells. A powerful force directly set off a strong wave of air. It broke through Zhang Yi's fast blade with an indomitable will and went straight for Zhang Yi's heart. With such a powerful force, once Zhang Yi was hit, his chest would definitely be pierced and he would die.
Faced with Moses 'display of his sharpness, Zhang Yi turned his body to the side to avoid this attack. The knife in his hand did not stop, and continued to move towards Moses. The blade was attached with a layer of white light that appeared from True Energy Gaze, and it was extremely sharp and frightening. The speed of their confrontation became faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten rounds had passed. The entire hall had already become extremely dilapidated, and there were even a lot of holes on the ground and walls.
As the battle became more and more intense, Zhang Yi gradually entered a mysterious realm. The bottleneck that he had been unable to break through on the eighth level also showed signs of loosening up. The more he fought, the more relaxed he became. Gradually, he became more and more at ease from the situation where he was evenly matched. In contrast, Moss became more and more alarmed as he fought. He could only passively defend in a situation that he could easily deal with, and he was unable to counterattack. Moreover, the more he fought, the more he felt that his opponent's saber technique was becoming more and more fierce. There was an irresistible feeling of powerlessness.
After a while, Moss, who finally felt that he could not hold on any longer, avoided Zhang Yi's vital points and took two slashes from Zhang Yi. He knocked Zhang Yi back with a punch, pulling away the distance between them and gaining a short breathing space. In response, Zhang Yi did not pursue his victory. Instead, he stood on the spot, his eyes unfocused as if he was in a daze. In this situation, Moss did not think much about it. This was a good opportunity for him. He took out a pair of slightly transparent leather boxing gloves from his clothes and covered his hands. He flew towards Zhang Yi and launched another attack.
Just as Moss 'fist was about to hit Zhang Yi's head, a wild roar burst out from Zhang Yi's mouth. A powerful aura burst out from his body. Moss let out a miserable cry as he was sent flying in the air and smashed into the wall behind him. A mouthful of blood fell from the corner of his mouth. Moss, who had landed on the ground, looked at Zhang Yi with shock in his eyes. At this moment, Zhang Yi's figure had become invincible in Moss' eyes. The feeling of an expert was different from ordinary people, so his intuition was naturally more accurate. His opponent, who was originally at the same level, had become unfathomable. At this moment, Moss completely understood that his opponent had broken through in battle. Warriors at their level had an exceptionally difficult time making progress, but similarly, every small improvement also represented a huge difference between heaven and earth.
"The eighth level!" Zhang Yi, who had recovered, muttered a little excitedly. Looking at Moss, who was still in shock, Zhang Yi was a little grateful. If not for Moss, he estimated that it would have taken him a lot of time to break through. However, since he had become an enemy, he naturally could not let him go. Their positions were different, and they were both serving their own masters. Leaving no future troubles was the most advantageous choice.
He swung his blade down and used the same Half Moon Slash. This time, Moses could not even block it before he was killed by Zhang Yi. The increase in his realm had greatly improved his attack speed and power. The eighth level also allowed Zhang Yi to use a new killing technique. In the past, if he fought with Aiders, Zhang Yi did not have much confidence in winning. Now, Zhang Yi felt that he had a 70% chance of winning against Aiders.
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