733: C733 Cultivation

C733 Cultivation

White Mud Man kept waving the Longsword in his hand. Each of his attacks was extremely fast. As soon as the first attack landed, the next one followed closely behind.0

Although Ye Ziheng had some knowledge about sword skills, under such fierce attacks, he could only defend continuously and block White Mud Man's attacks with his sword.

However, Ye Ziheng's speed was still a bit slow. White Mud Man attacked ten times. At most, he could block eight sword attacks. After that, White Mud Man even increased the speed of his sword attacks. Because of this, he could only block three out of ten sword strikes. The rest of the sword strikes landed on his body.

This time, White Mud Man didn't feel anything when the sword Qi landed on his body. This time, White Mud Man's attack seemed to have become a practical attack. Every time he slashed, or perhaps... When the thorns hit Ye Ziheng's body, he would feel a kind of pain.

And that pain was not the usual kind of pain. He would not leave any scars on your body. Every time it hit your body, it was like someone was holding a burning red big needle. It was as if the needle had suddenly pierced into your skin, causing you to be unable to stop.

In just ten minutes, Ye Ziheng had been tortured to the point that he did not have any strength left. The speed of the sword fighting was obviously slower than the previous one, which was able to block from ten sword strikes to four. Now, it was at most two strikes and one strike.

White Mud Man seemed to have also noticed Ye Ziheng's lack of energy. He took a few steps back once again, and with a twist of his hand, a Pill appeared in his hand. He threw the Pill at Ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng looked at the thing that was thrown at him. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he caught it.

Ye Ziheng opened his hand. When he saw the Pill, he could not help but be stunned.

This was actually a Rank Six Restoration Pill, a Pill that was specially used to recover physical strength.

Without thinking too much, after Ye Ziheng received the Pill, he directly ate it, and then sat on the ground to rest.

Ye Ziheng originally thought that White Mud Man saw that he was quite tired from cultivating, so he specially gave him a Pill to let him have a good rest.

But Ye Ziheng never would have thought that just as he stuffed the Pill into his mouth, before he even had the time to chew, White Mud Man suddenly attacked Ye Ziheng again. He lifted the Longsword in his hand and charged at Ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng, who was still sitting on the ground, suddenly reacted. He hurriedly stood up and tried to block White Mud Man's attack.

However, because he couldn't react in time, Ye Ziheng gave White Mud Man an opportunity to attack. In just two to three seconds, White Mud Man had slashed him twenty to thirty times.

Ye Ziheng once again entered his defensive time. This time, he wanted to compete with before. His defense efficiency had greatly increased, and his speed had also increased a little. The parry had also become more precise, but the success rate was still only about three-tenths. White Mud Man's ten strikes could only block three strikes. He could only block four strikes at most. Sometimes, he would make a mistake. He might only be able to block two.

However, Ye Ziheng knew that his speed had increased. Although it was not much, perhaps only one in ten thousand, he knew that he had improved.

The sword collided with the sword, producing a "Dang, dang, dang" sound. It was as if a blacksmith was tempering the iron with a hammer in his hand. Ye Ziheng felt that he was like that piece of iron, and White Mud Man was a blacksmith. He was tempering himself, making himself stronger. He had refined himself into steel, but that was the speed at which the blacksmith hammered the iron. It was so fast that it was scary.

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