My Way

Chapter 125 Surrender and the Rhythm of the Wind

Zhang Yue couldn't figure out what was going on.

He felt as if he was facing the wind itself.

Before, as a possessor of the [Wind] attribute of true qi, he was able to rely on his innate advantages and long-term training to manipulate the surrounding wind, turning the invisible wind into his own weapons and making them his own helpers.

but now……

Everything is like a dream bubble...

He only knew that his control over the surrounding airflow had been rapidly collapsing since Ling Wuyuan's sword moved. At first it had just been a feeling like an illusion.

But the next moment, Ling Wuyuan continued to swing the sword in his hand.

Things were like some kind of dominoes that had been fully activated, immediately bringing about all kinds of unstoppable chain reactions!

Zhang Yue's control over the airflow can only be described as the collapse of heaven and earth...

even.

Before he could react to what was happening, most of his actual control over the surrounding airflow had already dissipated!

And at the moment when the swords of both sides touched.

He only felt an incomparable force coming at him! !
That force instantly snatched away the sword in his hand! !
And it was blown away thousands of meters away like garbage, so that it directly hit a floor tile...

That feeling was just as easy as a stick being swept away by a raging river...

And then.

Just when those Zhang family relatives in the distance were filled with panic and wanted to shout to Ling Young Master to spare their lives, Ling Wuyuan's sword suddenly stopped without any warning.

It stopped steadily beside Zhang Yue's neck.

At this time, the blade of the azure sword did not even feel shaken, as if the sword had always been there.

The hurricane that was roaring and seemed to tear everything apart also stopped.

Only some vibration and rumbling sounds were heard not far behind Zhang Yue!
Also at this moment.

Looking at Ling Wuyuan's figure which suddenly seemed to have become much taller.

Zhang Yue's facial expression was stunned for a moment, and his pupils, which had dilated wildly due to shock, gradually returned to normal. He finally came back to his senses as if he was several beats slow to react.

and.

I have a feeling of sudden enlightenment about things.

He instinctively realized that it was not Ling Wuyuan's figure that suddenly became taller.

But I didn't know when I had already fallen to my knees.

Looking up at each other like a lost dog.

Is it the thrill of death?

Is it out of the instinct for survival?

He doesn't understand...

He really doesn't understand...

At this moment.

Looking at Ling Wuyuan, who was standing straight in front of him with an extremely calm expression, as if nothing had happened, slowly retracting the azure sword in his hand, he only knew one thing, that he had lost, and lost miserably, losing to the point of having nothing left...

Just as Ling Wuyuan said before.

In this competition, Ling Wuyuan won fairly and without doubt, leaving him with no excuses at all...

even.

It's embarrassing to say...

He no longer had the thought of fighting with Ling Wuyuan again.

Finally, when Ling Wuyuan put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard with an extremely calm expression.

Zhang Yue knelt on the ground with a dead heart and whispered:
"I surrender……"

"I accept defeat with all my heart..."

"You are so strong that I can't find any hope of winning..."

The feeling of having one's heart broken.

Zhang Yue has already realized it at this moment.

In a trance.

He recalled the many opponents he had faced before.

Especially those guys who were several dozen or even several hundred years old. Thinking of the faces of those guys who were beaten by him, full of disbelief, from grandfathers being beaten to grandchildren, he also successfully experienced the various feelings those guys went through at that time...

It's really like the old saying goes, things change over time.

Now, he was also beaten into a state of disbelief in public by a rising star who was more than a generation younger than him. He was beaten to such a level that he could not even remember how he got down to his knees.

I can only say that retribution is unsatisfactory...

'Oh shit……'

"My heart is so miserable..."

But he couldn't say it...

After all, it would be even more embarrassing to tell others...

For a while.

There was only a deep sense of sadness in his heart.

Facing his personal admission of defeat, Ling Wuyuan simply shrugged his shoulders calmly:

"To be honest, your strength is quite good."

"At least stronger than any opponent I've faced before."

"Of course, I am stronger."

Hear the words.

Zhang Yue was speechless.

What I really said was——【It’s not very hurtful, but it is a bit hurtful.】

He felt even worse...

However, looking at Ling Wuyuan's extremely calm expression, he, whose mood had barely recovered, still couldn't help but ask:

"Do you also possess the [Wind] attribute of true qi?"

"Why can you take away the air currents that belong to me?"

Normally.

When everyone's true qi has the same attributes, it is indeed possible that the true qi with the same attributes will compete with each other for control of the venue.

But that kind of thing usually happens when one's strength is completely crushed.

When your strength has not been crushed.

Generally, whoever controls the situation first has the advantage.

It is precisely because of this that even if it is someone of the same level and possessing the same attribute of true qi, it would be difficult to forcibly snatch away Zhang Yue's control over the airflow in a situation like the one just now. This is just like it is difficult for someone to jump into a speeding car and snatch away the driving rights.

"Wind-attributed Qi?"

But for such inquiry.

Ling Wuyuan just shook his head and answered frankly:
"I don't use that stuff."

"My Qi attributes are [Gold], [Wood], [Water], [Fire], [Earth], and [Gray Mist]."

"As for why I was able to seize control of those air currents?"

"The reason is actually very simple."

"I have mastered the rhythm of those air currents or winds, and based on this, I disrupted your true qi that fills the surrounding air currents at the critical moment, thereby taking control of the air currents into my own hands."

At this moment, Zhang Yue was completely silent.

The first is the fact that Ling Wuyuan possesses six kinds of true qi attributes.

Regarding this matter, his only feeling was——【Sorry, I really didn’t know you were so awesome! 】

The second is Ling Wuyuan’s detailed answers to his own questions.

He was shocked to find that even if Ling Wuyuan really told him the answer, he would not be able to understand what the other person was saying at all.

This fully demonstrates that there is actually a certain qualitative gap in the understanding of power between the two sides...

'Can't understand……'

"I really don't understand..."

At this moment.

Zhang Yue felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his heart was filled with gloom...

(End of this chapter)