Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Beheading circle?" Fang Lang's eyes showed a strange color.

"With Jianhao himself as the center of the circle, within the range shrouded in sword energy, there is a circle of killing!" Naik said eloquently, without reservation, "As long as the enemy is in the circle of killing, it will be like you were before."

"The moment you saw yourself being beheaded?" Fang Lang frowned slightly. He had already experienced the beheading circle twice, and he always felt that it was more than that.

"This is also one of them. As long as the strength is strong and has a foreknowledge of the danger, it can feel it." Naik pondered for a moment, then said: "The killing circle, in simple terms, is that the master of the sword can do a single blow. The scope of killing. The battle between Jianhao and Jianhao is a game between killing circles."

Fang Lang didn't understand and was at a loss, but he understood the previous sentence.

Ordinary swordsmen, even first-class swordsmen, have a limited range of damage. Even if they understand the sword pressure, they only strengthen the lethality of the blade and cannot use the invisible sword energy.

Jianhao is different. Jianhao can cut out invisible sword energy at will, and people who perceive weak people can't even detect the opponent's attack, and their heads will be separated.

But at the same time, the range of Jianhao's sword qi is not infinite. Like Fang Lang, the sword qi can extend up to 20 meters. Once it exceeds, it will weaken with the distance.

"You can try to imagine two swordsmen fighting against each other, opening the beheading circle respectively." Naik reminded.

Fang Lang imagined following the opponent's thinking, the two swordsmen fought in the beheading circle. The existence of the beheading circle cannot be reflected in the opponent's "one-hit kill".

The reason for defeat is very simple. He did not open the killing circle and could not resist this force.

"Understood." Fang Lang nodded, showing an excited smile, "How to learn?"

Seeing his understanding in a short period of time, Naike secretly praised him, but said in his mouth: "It's good to understand, of course, it's just an analogy, the actual situation will wait for you to learn to understand it yourself."

With that said, Naik walked to an open place, and the opponent's swords and swords faced each other, "Attack with the thought of killing me."

After a little hesitation, Fang Lang took out Lang Ye. Naike was a great swordsman. He didn't think he had the ability to kill the opponent. In that case, there was no need for ink.

With strength under his feet, his body suddenly rushed forward, and the silver-white blade slashed down.

In the face of Fang Lang's attack, Naike did not move his footsteps, but just resisted with his sword at will, and said softly: "The murderous aura is too weak. You restrain your domineering, I think you are subconsciously wrapped around the armed color domineering, this is not A good habit."

Hearing this, Fang Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he consciously began to control his domineering.

Ding Ding Ding, the frantic sword skill attack was blocked by Naik without a trace, and the opponent didn't even move his footsteps, just waving the blade with his right hand to resist.

"Look, I opened the beheading circle, you can't even make me move."

"Huh?" Fang Lang was stunned, he didn't feel anything at all, but Naike had already opened the beheading circle?

"You're showing your flaws, don't be distracted!" Naik scolded, and stabbed Fang Lang's shoulder with a sudden sword, "Murderous, take out your murderous!"

Fang Lang hurriedly dodged, and at the same time meditated on the physical acceleration, and his consciousness accelerated tenfold, enabling him to escape the attack intact. When he was ready to counterattack again, Fang Lang discovered a wonderful phenomenon.

His attack had just been shot, and Naike's sword had already blocked the route, and it was like this time and time again.

"Prediction? No, this is reading my actions, because I am in his killing circle..." Fang Lang's heart was divided into two uses, while continuing to fight, while thinking about the ability of the killing circle: "One It is to deter the opponent, and the second is to read the opponent's movements... When the movements are read, the opponent can dodge and resist, no wonder the battle between swordsmen is called a game of killing circles!"

"You're distracted again." Naik scolded again, and the sword in his hand slashed towards Fang Lang's chest at a speed far faster than before, "The heavy sword!"

Fang Lang resisted with a knife, but was shocked to find that there was an incomparably overbearing force on Naik's sword, and he couldn't stabilize his body at all, and the whole person was shot dozens of meters away in an instant.

Stabilizing his body in mid-air and landing steadily, Fang Lang couldn't help narrowing his eyes, took a deep breath, and settled his mood. Fang Lang mobilized his killing intent and opened it again after a long time.

This time, he "sees" and sees that there is a circular cover around Naik's body, within a radius of about five meters.

"Beheading circle!" Fang Lang murmured in a low voice, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he snorted coldly and bullied him.

Lang Ye in his hand was suddenly cut off——

boom! !

The swords fought against each other, and there was an explosion like a dull thunder on the ground, a dull thumping sound, and with each confrontation, it continued to erupt in the martial arts arena, and it became more and more intense.

The children who were exercising stopped one after another, and a pair of curious eyes turned to the two fighting.

Even passers-by could not help but cast nervous glances.

On the top platform of the Hall of Foxes in the distance, an old man with gray hair looked there with vicissitudes of eyes, seeing the battle between Fang Lang and Naike, he muttered abruptly: "What a high talent in kendo... No wonder Naike That bastard wants to accept him as his apprentice, it's a rare genius."

"Elder Maca."

A young man walked behind him, the old man turned around and glanced at him, and said, "Is the investigation clear?"

"Well, that person is very famous, and it's easy to investigate." The young man replied respectfully: "He is one of the current Qiwuhai, Fanglang Pirates.

Captain, there is a bounty of 210 million. "

"Well, I see." Maka said lightly.

"That, elder, do you want to drive them away?" The young man hesitated before saying tentatively: "Nike is a sinner, and he is not qualified to stay on this island. He was the one who killed him..."

Hearing this, Maka's old eyes glanced at each other without a trace, and interrupted calmly: "You can go as long as you can drive away."

The young man was speechless, I am afraid that adding up the people on the entire island would not be enough for Naike to fight alone, the opponent is a great swordsman!

Ten top swordsmen are not the opponents of a big swordsman.

It's a pity that there are no great swordsmen in the country of foxes.

"You step back." Elder Maca waved his hand and continued to watch Fang Lang's duel practice. After the young man had no choice but to step back, a complex expression appeared on his face, "Lang Ye handed it over to this man. Rhea will be satisfied, boy, Naik."

martial arts arena.

Fang Lang was out of breath, but Naike looked calm, and it seemed that the fierce battle that lasted for more than half an hour had no effect on him.

"What? Can't take it anymore?" Naik chuckled and said, "Just resisting my beheading circle, you are so tired, it shows that your will has not been tempered enough."

"Huh... nonsense, come and try to attack a stake for half an hour." Fang Lang pouted and said angrily.

For half an hour, Naik was like a stake, barely moving.

"You talked to the master like this!" Naike's eyes twitched, and he said fiercely: "It's early, you won't learn to kill circles before dark today, don't even think about eating."

"Who is afraid of who? Come on, fight it!" Fang Lang snorted.

The roar continued. ..