In the Blade

Can you really defeat a huge being that is tens of feet tall with a weak and tiny body?

No matter how you think about it, it is impossible. After all, the gap between the two sides is too big. Let alone the endless means of both sides, even if it is just physical strength, there is an absolute difference.

The strong can crush the weak with just a wave of his hand. This is the absolute suppression of strength.

But is this kind of suppression really so absolute?

"Of course not."

In this regard, Du Chengfeng's experience is undoubtedly the most profound.

If strength alone can crush everything, then it should not be humans who rule the world, but those long-haired elephants that are much stronger than humans - but in fact, the weak humans are still the ones who laugh last.

As for the reason, the root of it is that humans know how to use weapons.

When being nailed by spear after spear, even a huge mammoth will die in regret. Those humans who were once weak to it will use its flesh and blood as food and make clothes from its fur, so as to survive one cold winter after another.

So, it is not that difficult to defeat something that is much stronger than yourself.

As long as you have a weapon that can break its body.

Speaking of weapons, they are naturally divided into categories. Bows and arrows are naturally weapons, long spears and short swords are also weapons. Even for well-trained warriors, bare hands are the most dangerous weapons - but if Du Chengfeng really fights, he will not choose bare hands, just because this fighting posture is too barbaric and too lacking in lethality.

He will use fists and feet only when he does not want to hurt people's lives, just because it is convenient for him to control the strength. However, when he really starts to fight, he rarely uses bows and arrows. On the one hand, he knows very well that there are better guns than bows and arrows. On the other hand, it is also because he is not used to using this kind of long-range weapons.

This may be a matter of personal habit. He is not used to using bows and crossbows. Using these weapons to kill people is more of a mechanical task, just like a picnic or hunting, where you just need to count the number. If you really want to fight, he always feels that something is missing.

He is more used to close combat.

Perhaps compared to regular long-range weapons, this way of killing is too inefficient. Face-to-face close combat may even make him more dangerous, but danger is often accompanied by rewards. At least killing is not a pastime that can be completed by pulling the trigger for him. He can really experience the collision between blood and will at close range.

Life and death fighting is the behavior that can only be caused by the sharpest conflict, and the embodiment of this sharpness is those sharp swords and sharp blades. These sharp edges break the body, let the warm blood splash out, let each other feel the temperature surging in each other's body, let them complete the complete suppression of one party against the other between these sharp blades.

Hidden arrows are indeed efficient enough, but they are only efficient. Even if the enemy is shot, they will not accept it. They will still insult and shout. They will think that this is the credit of the weapon. They will only fear death itself, not the person who controls the weapon.

However, if it is changed to a knife...

"What's going on?"

Until he saw the flesh and blood on his entire right arm fall off, Huang Tian still couldn't understand what happened.

It should be him who wins, he should win...

Why did it become like this again?

"I..."

Huang Tian tried to wave his right arm, which was only a skeleton, but the remaining skeleton had been torn into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

He didn't even fight back at all, but one of his arms was removed.

So what happened?

Wasn't he going to win just now? Wasn't he the powerful one? Why did it suddenly become like this? Didn't he already gain power? Why would he still...

"What are you doing?"

At this time, a voice sounded under his feet.

"Don't you want to continue fighting?"

"You..."

Huang Tian raised his left arm again.

But this time, he was not stupid enough to punch him. His right shoulder, which was bleeding, had already made him realize that such an attack was meaningless. So, after just a moment of judgment, his left hand made a move out of thin air.

"Divine Sword, Fallen Sun!"

This was his most powerful move, and also his most skilled move. With the blessing of those admirers, the power of this sword was even greater than before. And the most important thing was that this time, the falling long sword did not make any extra cuts. The simple long sword just fell towards Du Chengfeng's head so purely and impartially.

Perhaps this was the sword that could truly be called a miracle.

There was no strange vision, no brilliance, only this long sword itself fell in the air.

This simple long sword itself was the falling sun.

"Die!"

Huang Tian stared at the figure under his feet, and at the trajectory of the long sword. Faster, faster, and faster... This sword will definitely kill this monster!

However, in his sight, the short monster just stretched out his hand.

The short monster grasped the sun.

Blood oozed out from his tightly clenched palm.

Blood dripped on the ground, it was the wound caused by the sword cutting his palm, but the injury that this long sword could cause was only this much.

"So, is this all you can do?"

On the ground, a short figure that was less than two feet long sighed.

"Can't you give me a little more surprise?"

"You..."

Huang Tian subconsciously put his left hand in front of his chest.

He was dead.

When the sword couldn't do anything to this monster, he knew that he would never win this time - indeed, he has power now, but so what?

His power was given by the other party after all, and his unparalleled strength was punched out by the other party after all. From the beginning, from the moment he was beaten out of this huge body, he should have escaped, and his reaction at that time was correct.

It's just that at that time, he mistakenly thought that he had to kill this monster as quickly as possible.

But can he really kill this monster?

It seems that he still can't do it. His strength is all given by the other party. If the other party wants to deal with him, it is as easy as dealing with his children. Even Huang Tian himself finds it a bit incredible. He should have become stronger, or even extremely strong, but when he really faces this monster, he becomes weaker than before.

That powerful force, that invincible power in his eyes, can't be used to fight against this monster. The other party knows him so well, knows every inch of his body, every bit of his strength, and every corner of his shell... At this moment, Huang Tian can be sure that in the eyes of the monster under his feet, he is probably just like the building blocks that children usually play with.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, this built building block is extremely stable and powerful, but for the monster under his feet who is really familiar with all this, the other party only needs to push it lightly, and his so-called stability will collapse.

But even so, he still doesn't want to admit defeat.

Even if he ran away, he was unwilling to admit defeat, because he knew very well that the consequences would be more serious after admitting defeat. Now he at least had a little fighting spirit and a chance to fight again, but if he admitted defeat, the figure of this monster would be like an undefeated god of war, forever weighing on his heart.

Whenever he fought with someone, he would think of this figure, and whenever he lost a battle, he would think of this horrible memory. When he trained, he would subconsciously regard this monster as an imaginary enemy, and even the route of improvement would unconsciously move closer to this monster.

So, he could not admit defeat no matter what.

There were so many people watching him, he could not bow his head no matter what he said.

Even if he had to die here...

"Forget it."

Just when Huang Tian was about to fight desperately, Du Chengfeng suddenly put down the big knife in his hand.

"No need to fight, this kind of thing is meaningless."

"What do you mean!"

Although he had escaped death, Huang Tian was not happy at all, but became more and more angry.

"What do you mean by meaningless? Are you looking down on me? What do you think of me?"

"It's really meaningless. Keep fighting. The rest is just garbage time."

Du Chengfeng sighed while leaning on his sword.

"I want to chop for fun, but the problem is you...ah."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh. The world should be quite big, but why can't he meet any good opponents - although he has tried to create a strong man who can fight with him, but in fact...

This method is not very reliable.

The Huangtian in front of him was indeed injected with power by him. This is perhaps the only advantage of this idealistic world. As long as you try hard to do it, you can really do it - not to mention that Du Chengfeng's idea did not come out of thin air. He studied the composition of those evil monsters and then developed this safer method.

However, the first attempt ended in failure.

It is true that Huangtian has gained powerful power, but this power is somewhat, for show. Although Huang Tian's destructive power and defensive power became extremely strong after his body became huge, he never thought about how to use this power. As a result, Huang Tian only had powerful power, but the whole person became as clumsy as a mammoth. In fact, the mammoth might be more flexible than Huang Tian.

As for the reason for saying this... it is naturally because no matter how clumsy the mammoth is, at least it knows that it is a mammoth.

But Huang Tian obviously did not have this awareness.

Huang Tian had the strength of a strong man out of thin air, but he had no awareness of a strong man. After obtaining unparalleled power, his first choice was to punch - although the destructive power of this fist was indeed fierce enough, it was still too weak for Du Chengfeng.

This was not what he wanted.

As for the Fallen Sun Flying Sword, it was even more humorous. Du Chengfeng couldn't understand what Huang Tian was thinking. He would actually use this method to hit him. On the one hand, he had seen this move before. On the other hand, although this move seemed ingenious, it was no different from the previous one. It was like a human being subconsciously picking up stones and throwing them after turning into a mammoth. These stupid monkeys didn't expect that they could directly pull up a larger tree trunk and hit it more fiercely.

Consciousness, consciousness is really too poor.

Huang Tian just stood in front of him. He had at least nine ways to kill Huang Tian in a moment. Nine ways.

But Huang Tian still looked like he didn't notice anything, and even tried to block with his left hand in vain.

Is it really necessary to continue such a battle?

"Next time, you should also take good care of your injuries."

Du Chengfeng, who was bored, began to pack his bags.

"Forget it this time, we'll fight again next time..."

"Why don't you kill me!"

Behind Du Chengfeng, the huge Huangtian roared again.

"Why don't you kill me! Do you look down on me so much! Come on! Keep fighting! I can still..."

"..."

Du Chengfeng didn't want to pay attention to this meaningless shouting, but at this moment, the big knife in his hand trembled slightly.

Yes, this kind of shouting sounded a little familiar to him.

Thinking back to the past, the man named Yang Sanlang did not do much worse than Huangtian. Why didn't he kill him at that time?

Is it because of mercy? Or for humiliation? Or simply think it's a waste, and want the other party to grow up a little, at least become an opponent who can put some pressure on him, and then kill him?

It seems that none of them are true, at least not for Du Chengfeng, the person involved.

As for the real reason...

"I'm very sleepy now."

Du Chengfeng turned his head seriously.

"I'm going to take a nap. No matter when you want to fight, it's after I wake up... Of course, you can also try to fight me when I'm asleep, you can try."

You can try.

The short words, like the temptation of the devil, induced Huang Tian.

People are the most defenseless when they are sleeping. As long as he takes advantage of this time, he will definitely be able to...

"No need."

Huang Tian forced himself to resist the urge to attack.

Compared with the temptation that was so close, he saw more fear. He vaguely remembered something, which was the memory that he deliberately didn't look through. He should have done something similar when he took advantage of the other party's sleep to launch a surprise attack. The effect at that time might not be as good as he thought.

Yes, he remembered it completely, he remembered it all.

He had already given up.

He had been deprived of everything.