Porter of Two Worlds

I haven't finished yet... Fan Yixian was speechless.

Then, he looked at Bai Yang cautiously and asked, Then I'm leaving?

Why do you still want me to treat you to dinner? Bai Yang rolled his eyes.

The corner of Fan Yixian's mouth twitched, then he took a tentative step, looked at Bai Yang, saw that he didn't respond, took another step, and took another look...

Get out Bai Yang said in a bad mood, the other party's behavior made it seem like he was lying to him.

Whoosh, Bai Yang scolded an idiot, which relieved Fan Yixian, and quickly ran towards the crack.

Bastard, Bai Yang is speechless, so can't he speak properly?

Over there, Fan Yixian rushed towards the crack, his expression changed immediately, his eyes were blurred, and there was an intoxicated smile on his face, he didn't know what he was thinking, in short, he just diverted his attention and ran towards the crack quickly.

As a result, those dying guys in front watched Fan Yixian swagger into the crack!

Pfft... Someone spurted blood on the spot, damn, why is the gap between people so huge?

I don't believe it, isn't the sword intent targeting him? Someone yelled, with a look of unwillingness.

However, he relaxed and was targeted by the sword intent, puff, his body split open and exploded.

With these two examples in front of them, the others quickly calmed down, or they would die.

Really okay?

Bai Yang's eyes lit up, and he quickly understood some key points.

The so-called sword intent should be just a will left by the former Jianlin predecessors. It has no substantial offensive nature, but it can affect people's hearts.

The more you care about it, the more pressure you put on yourself, and you end up playing yourself to death.

This thing is not complicated. To put it bluntly, the crack is a guide, and the so-called sword intent is just an inducement, just like a kind of torture. Locking people in an absolutely quiet place and cutting each other with a knife does not hurt much, but If you blindfold the other person and put a bottle of water next to it to keep dripping, the person will eventually be scared to death by himself.

The reason is the same, these guys put too much pressure on themselves because of the so-called sword intent, and finally killed themselves.

Sword intent is just a special kind of fluctuation that can affect people's mind,

There is no substantive attack, as long as the willpower is strong enough, nothing will happen.

In other words, people with big hearts will not be affected, as long as you don't care about it.

To give another example, Jianyi is an illusory existence to put it bluntly. Compare it to so-called love. Does love hurt people? It doesn't hurt people, but Mao still has so many people haggard for love, dejected, and finally committing suicide?

To put it bluntly, it is a problem of oneself. People with a big heart can quickly adjust to it. If they turn their backs on themselves, they will only harm themselves.

The truth is this truth, although not exact, but the principle is the same.

Of course, if facing a living grand master, if the sword intent is crushed, few people may be able to resist it, but there is no living grand master here, only a sword mark left behind.

With a silent snap of his fingers, Bai Yang understood.

When the people in front didn't pay attention, Bai Yang quietly disappeared into this world.

Isn't it just to divert attention, it's too simple, it's up to you.

An hour or so later, Bai Yang appeared in this hall again.

But in this hour, I don't know if it's because the inheritance of martial arts is easier to find, and a few more people came here. After they figured out the principle, they walked towards the crack and gritted their teeth against the sword intent.

Bai Yang came back again, bringing a tablet computer and a pair of small speakers.

Mr. Ozawa, I will leave it to you to divert attention. I don't think you will let me down.

Thinking to himself, Bai Yang turned on the tablet, clicked on one of the videos, and directly fast-forwarded to the key point.

Hmm...

Immediately, the hand-to-hand battle was played on the tablet, and the sound inside echoed in this hall through the small speakers...

Damn, I didn't pay attention to this figure before, it's not bad, the mosaic of Gouyue, I can't see clearly, but the more I can't see clearly, the more I want to see clearly...

Bai Yang fixed his eyes on the tablet computer, muttered in his mouth, and walked towards the crack in front of him step by step.

He watched Mr. Ozawa's action blockbuster, and he didn't care about what happened outside. He didn't feel the so-called sword pressure at all. Even because his mind was on the blockbuster, the cold feeling in this hall disappeared.

Well, it's the same reason to be calm and cool naturally...

He's fine, but others are.

A group of people who were struggling to resist the sword intent suddenly froze when they heard the voice of um huh huh.

puff……

Someone distracted a little, did not block the sword intent, and spurted blood with a puff.

Ah! Who actually disturbed my mind?

Someone roared, but because of distraction, the sword intent filled his heart, his whole body trembled, his true essence exploded, and his whole body was broken...

you……

Bai Yang passed by a person, and the other person saw the screen on the tablet, and immediately his eyes bulged.

Without saying a word, puff, spurting blood, and fell down unwillingly.

Tsk tsk, this posture is not good, hey, this movement is worth learning...

Bai Yang didn't care about others at all, and his whole mind was silent in the large-scale study, walking forward step by step, passing one person after another.

Those people didn't dare to relax their minds at all, they couldn't care about Bai Yang, they could only watch him walk past.

Ah~! It's so annoying, another one, how did you do it!

Some people were not willing to roar, but in the end they cheated themselves, and there was a puff of blood, and there was no sound.

Bai Yang moved forward step by step. He didn't know how long he walked. He hit his head against the wall. He didn't care. woke up.

What's the situation? Bai Yang raised his head in astonishment.

In front of him, Fan Yixian, whom he met earlier, was fighting with someone.

This is still a hall, but it is much larger than the previous one. There is a platform half a meter above the ground in the middle, which is as large as a thousand square meters, similar to a ring.

There are faint lights flickering around the arena, which isolates the arena from the outside world. Moreover, there is a ladder on the arena, which extends all the way up, and finally enters a passage and disappears.

At this time, in the arena, Fan Yixian was fighting with someone, but his opponent was exactly the same as him, no matter how he was dressed or how he moved!

Um, what's the situation? I haven't finished watching the blockbuster yet. Bai Yang scratched his head.

Turning around to look, I don't know when I have passed through that crack.

The crack was more than 30 meters deep, and it was hard to believe that such thick gold and iron had been pierced by a single sword.

On the other side of the crack, more than a dozen people stared at Bai Yang with resentment on their faces, and there were several more corpses on the ground.

When did you come here? I don't feel it. Those people are probably affected by the sound of the blockbuster. Is it my fault? Bai Yang said to himself in astonishment.

Shrugging his shoulders, he didn't care. If you dare to enter this place of inheritance, you need to be prepared to die. These people probably won't be able to get out alive if they don't die at this time. I really can't blame Bai Yang for this. Who made your willpower not firm...

Turning back, putting away the tablet and speakers, he looked at the hall in front of him again.

On the side, Bai Yang saw another stone tablet with the words still written on it:

The willpower is acceptable, but it is not enough. On the road of martial arts, if you do not advance, you will retreat. No matter how powerful the enemy is, you can always find a way to defeat it. But as a warrior, the biggest enemy is yourself. Only by defeating yourself can you move forward indomitable .

There is a formation here, when you step into the arena, it will simulate a person who is exactly like you, with the same realm as you, and even your martial arts skills, he can copy the moment you do it.

He is another you!

Defeating him is equivalent to defeating yourself, and you are qualified to step into the next level!

Damn it, is there such a miraculous thing? Bai Yang stared.

It seems very difficult to defeat yourself.

No wonder Fan Yixian fought a man like him in the arena, it turned out to be due to formation.

Pooh...

At this moment, Fan Yixian accidentally cut off his right arm by the 'other' him.

You are a pit!

On the ring, Fan Yixian glared at Bai Yang and yelled.

The next moment, with a puff, his opponent, the other him, slashed horizontally, and his head shot up into the sky...

I..., I didn't do anything. Bai Yang was speechless.

You can't beat yourself, blame me?

Bai Yang didn't know at all that when he came here, the tablet computer didn't turn off abruptly at first, Fan Yixian was attracted attention, and then his movements slowed down for a while, and he was killed by his other self...

Shrugging his shoulders, Bai Yang looked at the ring, raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled into a strange arc.

This arena can simulate or even copy another self, but what will happen if I go up? He rubbed his chin and thought.

Inheritance of martial arts, even if it is copied, it is about martial arts stuff, physical moves and so on.

However, Bai Yang doesn't understand martial arts at all, all he knows is a set of Wang Baquan, is it useful?

I believe in your evil, try it, you can still copy the supernatural power of martial arts? Bai Yang pouted, stepped forward, and stepped into the arena.

In the arena, there were bloodstains, several people died, even Bai Yang knew him, that so-called Liu Cang died in the arena, and he died with regret.

When Bai Yang stepped onto the ring, he felt something scan him.

The next moment, a light flashed ahead, and a person exactly like him appeared.

So I'm so handsome. Bai Yang looked at the other party and commented.

He doesn't move, and the opponent doesn't move either. Obviously, this formation implements the routine of attacking after the enemy doesn't move and I don't move.

Then, Bai Yang's blood-pattern sword flew up with a swish.

puff……

The 'other self' who just appeared in front of him was smashed to pieces by the blood pattern sword in the blink of an eye.

And then? Bai Yang stared.

Swish, the ring light flickered, and the light blocking the stairs disappeared...

Does this count as a pass? (to be continued.).

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