I want to be friends with the hero

Chapter 209 The Hole
Yu Chengqi and the masked man had gone through no fewer than a hundred moves, but they still couldn't tell the difference. After the two swords, one red and one white, met each other, the two retreated under force.

There is a distance of three to five meters in the middle.

"Hey!" The masked man looked behind Yu Chengqi, and met Wen An's eyes, "The atmosphere of the battlefield is good, I think it will be more perfect if you add a bit of tragedy."

Although you can't see his face clearly, just a curve makes people feel that the masked man is crazy and hopeless.

Yu Chengqi knew that he was trying to play tricks, so he rushed towards him to fight him, so that he would not be at his wits' end.The masked man saw his intention and stood there waiting for him to come, but before that, he threw the sword out.

In a master's fight, every second counts, but this person threw the sword?

Yu Chengqi knew that his sword might break through the barrier, but it would not completely dispel the barrier;
At the same time, the masked man who lost his weapon can give it a go.

Flames ignited in his eyes, and after a little hesitation, he pointed the sword at the masked man and approached the door, and the masked man dispelled it as calmly as before.

Looking at the blue sword in his hand, even though Yu Chengqi had experienced strong winds and waves, he couldn't help but show a bit of surprise.

"One person can only condense one sword. The higher the level, the better the appearance?" The masked man pierced his mind, proudly stroking the warm sword body with his hand, "This sentence is wrong."

The sword in his hand is enough to prove it, and the sword thrown by him pierced through the barrier like an embroidery needle, piercing many holes.

Yu Chengqi glanced back. It stands to reason that throwing the sword out and then retracting it can form at most two holes.But why can the masked man's sword be worn back and forth?
He looked at the masked man carefully, he didn't control the movement of the sword at all.

Not Yuwu.

So is mind control?
Then as long as the masked man fights with him wholeheartedly and has no extra power to control, the sword will not destroy the barrier.

Yu Chengqi swung his sword, and the masked man stepped forward, and his ghostly steps disappeared in place. Yu Chengqi stood still, listening to the movement in all directions. When the masked man appeared behind him, he turned around and pushed his forward stab away.

After more than a dozen strokes, the sword continued to make trouble.

Not mind control.

Sword... spirit!

Swords have grades, and aliens above S rank can condense out swords, which can cut iron like mud and be powerful in all directions.

Legend has it that at the end of the level, a sword spirit will emerge from the body. The sword spirit communicates with its master and can control the sword to fight against people.

In other words, that sword is the second masked man, so the barrier won't last long!

Yu Chengqi pressed forward step by step, turned around and retreated after swaying his sword, the masked man was not a vegetarian, and stood in front of him after a few breaths: "Hit if you want, and leave if you want, what's the reason for that?"

"Let's fight another three hundred rounds." He smiled generously, and his tone was as intimate as a close buddy who grew up with a good brother said to a good brother, "Let's learn from each other, and we will stop."

At the same time Yao Mo was blown away by the sword, Wen Anfei caught him, Yao Mo spit out a mouthful of blood from sideways: "That sword is... evil, stronger than before... the masked man."

Fighting with the white-masked man had consumed most of Yao Mo's energy before, and Wen An thought it was more than enough to send him to sharpen the sword.

Unexpectedly...

"Thank you!" Wen An helped him do his job, then let go of his hand and stood up, looking at the messy sword, and made up his mind: "I'll give it a try."

"No." Yao Mo thought about the overall situation and grabbed Wen An's trouser leg without thinking.

The movement was too big, which affected the wound, and his stomach felt as if it was on fire. Several bones were broken, but he had learned to trust since he was a child. He just made a fist and coughed a few times, and wrapped the spitted blood in the palm of his hand.

"It's too dangerous." He said, every word was very clear, "The commander and the masked man... are incapable of fighting with each other. You are outside the barrier...the highest-ranking officer, you can't...have an accident."

Wen An has a high prestige in the army, not only because of his strength and background, but also because he is naturally good at communication.

The obedience to Yu Chengqi is awe of the strong, while the obedience to Wen An is more out of emotion.

As for the remaining Yao Mo, Xu Meng and others, because of their cold temper, lack of military rank, and inexperienced qualifications, they lack prestige in the army and are difficult to convince the masses.

"Then what can we do?" Wen An's voice lost all warmth, leaving nothing but coldness.

He glanced at the familiar faces beside him. Due to excessive energy consumption, they became pale. Some people even collapsed on the ground. They didn't have the strength to move their fingers, but their eyes were fixed on the battle inside.

Chang Zai's breath became impetuous, and he couldn't procrastinate any longer. The more he procrastinated, the worse it would be for them.

And once the barrier is forced, they are the first to bear the brunt.

Yao Mo let go, and said, "If my guess...is correct, it should be...Sword Spirit, you...be careful."

Sword spirit, ordinary people must have never heard of it, but the four major families have recorded it. Although what they know is only a drop in the ocean, the general outline is clear.

Wen An looked back at Yao Mo, with a bit of worry hidden in his doubts: "You..."

Yao Mo spread his hands under his gaze, and the red blood burned Wen An's eyes. His throat seemed to be blocked by rough gravel, and what he originally wanted to say gave up.

His voice was a little hoarse, and the fists beside him were clenched: "Don't worry."

After speaking, he jumped into the air and got closer and closer to the sword. He saw the word "Bai Lian" engraved near the hilt, which must be the name of the sword.

How long has it been since the masked man didn't fight, how many years has Bai Lian been banned, the weak chicken just now, it can't hold it until it's full of fun, I hope this little white face can last a little longer.

He stabs it to hide, he chops it to hide, he picks it and hides.

Wen An seemed to see a phantom who was fighting him with Bai Lian in his hand, with a teasing and sarcastic smile on his lips.

If he were an incompetent person, he would probably have the upper hand, and his opponent would be beaten to the point where he could only dodge and not dare to challenge him head-on.

But as long as he is skilled enough, he can see that he is the one at the bottom. This written test is like a cat catching a mouse, but unfortunately he is the mouse that was played and applauded.

The only good thing is that when they were fighting, Bai Lian would not continue to make holes, and Yu Chengqi in the barrier also tried his best to avoid energy collision with the barrier.

"It's over, we all have to die here." Someone murmured.

The voice was very soft, most likely unintentional.

Everyone has fear, but everyone's will is different, and the degree of breaking through the defense line of the heart is also different.

The comrades around them were exhausted one after another, and the situation at the scene was extremely unfavorable to them. People's fragility was easily exposed.

They are soldiers, but they are also people.

Fear is contagious. This whisper spread like a plague at this special moment, and decadent expressions appeared on different faces.

"The first day you enter the fifth military base, you should have the consciousness of death." Xu Meng roared with red eyes.

He is at the same level as Wen An, but his understanding of responsibility is different. He spends all day in the laboratory and is almost invisible in the base. Most people have only heard of his name and seen photos.

In their eyes, this mysterious figure who never sees the end of the dragon is just a flower hiding in the mountains, only a little worse than Yu Chengqi.

(End of this chapter)