The full harem escape game

Chapter 561 is more important than "Knife Science"
Fiasco.

A fiasco of no fight back.

I still remember the fight with Du Zheng when we first met, Xia Qingyang was also predicted accurately, and was pressed and beaten step by step.

But Du Zheng's time was completely incomparable with this time.

In front of Meng Xing, Xia Qingyang felt like a transparent person.

She could predict Meng Xing's three moves, and Meng Xing could predict her ten or twenty moves.

Every move she used was within the framework of "Knife Science". In other words, it was dancing in the palm of Meng Xing's hand.

She was no match for Meng Xing, just like Monkey Sun was no match for Patriarch Bodhi - she learned all the techniques from others, so how could she beat him.

Xia Qingyang knew that Meng Xing was showing mercy.

If he took the initiative to attack her, the trial would be over in just a moment.

But he let her go for a full 10 minutes.

As a result, she didn't hit him with a single knife.

Meng Xing finally put the knife on her neck, frowned and said, "You have lost."

Xia Qingyang was panting with sweat profusely - although she was unwilling, she also knew clearly that she really couldn't even match Meng Xing's little finger in terms of sword skills.

The gap is really too big.

"Really, what happened to that boy Du Zheng? Did he not take my words to heart?" Meng Xing waved his hand, and the knife turned into white mist and disappeared. "Okay, you go back. Don't come back again."

Xia Qingyang felt ashamed, but he didn't want to let go of the slightest chance, so he said repeatedly: "This junior will definitely work harder to study the sword technique! I hope the senior will give the junior another chance, next time..."

"Next time? Even if I give you another one hundred chances, the result will be the same." Meng Xing was very disappointed, "You are not even as good as Du Zheng now. Still talking about opportunities with me?"

Xia Qingyang's heart tightened.

Meng Xing looked at Xia Qingyang tightly gripping the handle of the knife, and sighed slightly:

"With your strength, you can't even touch the corner of my clothes. How did Du Zheng allow you to come in and try?"

"I don't blame Senior Du Zheng." Xia Qingyang didn't dare to call himself Meng Xing's disciple, so he could only call himself a junior. "This junior hasn't seen Senior Du Zheng for many years. It's my own decision to come in for the trial..."

"We haven't seen each other for many years? Why, Du Zheng is dead?"

"No no."

Xia Qingyang hurriedly told the announcement of major adjustments and the fact that he had been forced to download copies.

Meng Xing put his hands behind his back, and his expression became more serious the more he listened.

After listening, he murmured: "It has finally revealed its true colors...Since this is the case, there is not much time left."

After talking to himself, Meng Xing glanced at Xia Qingyang.

"You just said that you have been in the dungeon all the time, have never gone out, and have gone through 3 SSS-level dungeons?"

"Yes."

"In addition to the knife technique, have you practiced other weapons or secret techniques?"

There was some slight displeasure in Meng Xing's tone.

He naturally hoped that his disciples would devote themselves wholeheartedly to the sword technique.

What's more, he is now very dissatisfied with Xia Qingyang's sword skills.I also heard her say that she could go through so many difficult dungeons in a row and escape unscathed.

He guessed that she had put her focus on practicing other secret techniques, so she was inevitably upset.

Xia Qingyang didn't dare to hide it, he could only admit it.

Meng Xing was very dissatisfied and even wanted to throw Xia Qingyang's soul away directly.

But thinking of the current situation, he endured it and asked her what secret technique she had practiced.

——What secret technique is more important than his "Knife Science"? !
Meng Xing's momentum was extremely oppressive.

Xia Qingyang remembered that Dao Lord was also dissatisfied with her studying "Sword Science", and was afraid that she would despise "Source", so he always raised an argument with her.

Alas, now she is suddenly very envious of Gu Simon's talent.

It would be great if she could also divide her mind into two halves, and practice "Yuan" while practicing the knife.

"Don't worry, I'm in a special space here, and I won't be tracked by the live broadcast produced by the game. Just tell the truth." Meng Xing thought that Xia Qingyang was worried about the live broadcast of the game.

Xia Qingyang responded and said the name of "Yuan".

"Origin" is a secret method specially written by Daojun for Xia Qingyang. No third person in the three thousand worlds has seen it, and the names are all later, so Meng Xing has never heard of it.

His first reaction was that it was some kind of pheasant secret technique.

But immediately afterwards, Xia Qingyang told the cause and effect in detail.

Including her agreement with Daojun, and taking the lead in rebelling against the rules of the game.

After hearing this, Meng Xing looked at her completely differently.

"...You girl, you are a bit powerful. I just wanted to kill the rules of the game back then, but you called on so many players."

"Don't dare to be. In the past, it was only because the ambition of the game rules was not clearly stated, you could not state your interests to others, and you could only carry the banner alone. Now it is clearly blocking the way for all players to survive, and it has forced everyone to within a line."

Xia Qingyang clasped his fists and said sincerely, "As the number one player on the list, you are already coveted by the other players. It is difficult to take the lead, and the rules of the game are always confusing. Even so, you have still persisted for more than seven hundred years. This is your foresight and foresight. Great righteousness, juniors admire."

"You can talk." Meng Xing was amused by her, "Who did you listen to about me?"

"Part of it is listening to Senior Huangfu's story."

"Oh? What did he say about me?"

Xia Qingyang recounted to Meng Xing the conversation in Gao Xing's residence at that time.

Meng Xing shook his head and smiled: "It's really not like him to say such things."

Then, he paused: "However, you don't have to belittle yourself. If you didn't feel the threat from you, the rules of the game would not be forced to disrupt the pace. If it is allowed to hide its purpose and slowly eat away, the three thousand worlds will only It will collapse completely without a sound."

"But it is now being pushed into a hurry, leaving us with time..."

"Well, there's no rush." ​​Meng Xing raised his hand to stop what she was saying, "Since you practice the authentic way of heaven and the supreme secret method that gathers the faith of all things, I won't say anything to you."

Xia Qingyang stood obediently, like a student waiting for the teacher to make a decision.

Meng Xing pondered for a while, and asked her what year it was now, and how long it had been since his death.

"This ray of my soul cannot feel the passage of time in this trial space. The last memory I have outside is the life-and-death duel with Gu Simonan."

Soul memory is shared.

That is to say, although Meng Xing had set up a trial in this "Sword Science" early on, he still had the memory of his life.

"Now is the year 817 of the Southern Gregorian calendar."

In other words, more than a hundred years have passed since the game was adjusted.

More than 100 years have passed, and Xia Qingyang has never returned to the rest area once.

Fortunately, the time flow in the rest area is the same as that in the dungeon world.At least in this way, when she goes back, things won't change.

(End of this chapter)