Xia Yi wasn't hungry.
Really, he wasn't hungry at all.
It would be strange to say it. After that night of fighting, if it was in reality, Wooden Sword Eight would have scattered Xia Yi's ashes.
Not to mention the blood that flowed out, it could already be used to "swim".
But he wasn't hungry?
Now that things had come to this, he had also discovered that the purpose of each illusory realm challenge was nothing more than to squeeze his potential to the limit within the limit of time. Whether it was the Breath of Thunder, the Wooden Leaf Flowing Blade Technique, or the battle he had just experienced.
It was all so that he could learn the most precious things from these " challengers " in the shortest time possible.
But why wasn't he hungry?
Pinching the egg yolk pie in his hand, he thought for a long time. In the end, he thought that there was only one possibility.
Before he succeeded in his challenge, he had just cut open the abdomen of Gengmu Sword Eight at the price of being stabbed to death. At dawn, he had just resurrected after the battle.
Do I have to cut my own neck every time I end a challenge?
…Was this really something a human would do?
He shook his head with a huge sense of ridicule in his heart.
Then, he began to summarize the gains from that night.
Even more so, Wooden Sword Eight was a very strange existence in " Death ". He was extremely powerful, but he was never keen on ending the lives of his enemies.
The reason for this was simple.
He just wanted to keep the enemies alive. When they became stronger, they would bring him a life-and-death battle.
He was a warrior, but not a pure warrior.
Perhaps it would be more appropriate to use the word "lunatic" to describe it.
This was because what he pursued was not the so-called victory, nor was it the so-called tyranny. Instead, he simply enjoyed the joy of fighting.
Therefore, every time he fought with his enemy, he would lower his spiritual pressure to the same level as his enemy. From there, he would take one step at a time, seemingly rough but extremely exquisite, and enjoy the "first dish, soup, main course, and finally dessert" that belonged to the fight…
What Xia Yi learned from him wasn't spiritual pressure or fearlessness.
What a joke. He could revive if he died in the illusion, but in reality, he would probably be finished if he died.
Moreover, Wooden Sword Eight was helping him. It was as if he was devouring all the miscellaneous and unrefined moves that he had learned, bit by bit, and turning them into his body's instincts.
He didn't deliberately pursue any moves, be it Thunderbolt Flash or Wooden Leaf Flowing Blade Technique.
As long as he could kill the enemy, it was enough.
At the same time, there was something called 'Will'.
Even though willpower sounded vague, Xia Yi was able to sense it with his own eyes.
The instinct to kill was already hidden in his bones.
No matter how badly injured he was in battle, no matter how disadvantaged he was.
His saber would never be blunt again.
If he were to encounter Bursting Flames again, Xia Yi felt that…if Little Master Xia let the other party explode a few more times, as long as he didn't die, he would definitely be able to chop off his dog head in the end!
It was just as the other party had said.
Dizzy?
Weakened?
Helplessness?
What the hell was that?
The person was not dead yet, and the killing would never stop.
Looking at the Emperor's Death in his hand, Xia Yi revealed a smile.
There was no killing intent, but it was sharp and stern.
……
" Weapon: Fallen Emperor 10 "
" length: 96CM "
[Quality: Excellent]
[Status: Enhanceable]
" Remark: Excellent texture, it looks sharper."
" Attribute 1: Sharp "
……
"Little Xiaxia, come here. I found something ~"
Oh no, it was a summoning from the rich woman.
Xia Yi, who was just about to rest, looked at the heavy raindrops in the sky and walked out with an umbrella and a knife.
Youjian coffee
As the " plaything of a rich woman " in Yan Xiang's words, Xia Yi could enter the backyard directly without the need for the waiter to pass the message.
There was no one on the throne in the backyard, and just as he entered the backyard, a voice sounded.
"Little Xiaxia, I'll wait for you in the bedroom ~"
“……”
Xia Yi looked up and saw Yu Nian waving at him from the window on the second floor that was filled with flowers.
He was holding a thick and round object in his hand.
If Yan Xiang was here, he would definitely suck in a breath of cold air.
They thought that Xia Yi's chrysanthemum was gone.
However, Xia Yi used his excellent dynamic vision to see that she was holding a scroll.
Phew...
It was just a scroll.
But this rich woman wouldn't want to watch a chick eat rice, would she…Ah pui!
Bastard Yan Xiang.
How many Patrick Stars have you been feeding this pure and innocent sponge baby?!
Yes, the two words "body" and "Ou" were left out.
It shouldn't be.
……
Xia Yi, whose mind was filled with Yan Xiang's dolphin tricks, also entered Yu Nian's home for the first time.
Then, he found it difficult to walk.
A…a vast number of fish bone specimens appeared in the hall on the first floor.
His gaze fell on the largest one.
He couldn't tell what kind of fish it was, but its bones were huge.
He narrowed his eyes and saw a line of words at the bottom right corner of the specimen frame:
Tiger shark
Time: Tasting in 1811.
[Location: I drank too much and forgot.]
" Remarks: The taste is very stinky. It hurts to bite, but the meat is very good. She had diarrhea for two days and would not eat again.
……
？？？
After reading the words, Xia Yi looked around at the fish bone specimens hanging all over the wall, feeling a little confused.
At this moment, a voice came from the second floor."
" Little Xiaxia, come in quickly. I've been waiting for you!"
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