Chapter 99: Soul Chaser

　　 Weiming has no prejudice against Gao Xuan, and he even admires this young man.
　　 is so handsome, his swordsmanship is good, and his personality is good, but he is a bit scumbag to women.
　　 But, men, they are mostly scum. It's just that some people don't have the ability to be scum, and think they are innocent boys. Give him three or five beautiful sister papers, so he wants them all.
　　 Wei Ming didn't think there was any problem.
　　 This is the case in nature, a strong male can always occupy more females. In human society, those who are capable, rich, have talents, and even have face, can get more resources.
　　 He had countless girlfriends when he was young. He would not be too demanding on Gao Xuan.
　　 However, Wei Ming couldn't accept Gao Xuan's scum when he wanted to soak his niece.
　　 People are such rational lives. The separation is very clear.
　　 Had it not been for Gao Xuan to save Wei Zhenzhen and Wei Yue, Wei Ming would teach this kid to be a man.
　　 Since I met on the Internet today, I should teach Gao Xuan a little lesson, lest he is so complacent and always thinks he is the son of destiny!
　　The duel field is a standard nine-meter by nine-meter kendo field, where both players are barefoot. This is also for convenience.
　　The trumpet registered by Weiming is very shabby, with only a set of off-white kendo uniforms and a long sword. He put on a mask on his face.
　　 He only showed up in public a few days ago. It would be bad if he was recognized.
　　 Tenth-level swordsman bullies the children, and it doesn’t sound good to spread it out.
　　 Gao Xuan recognized Wei Ming, his six-winged cicada also has a special sensitivity to electronic information.
　　 Weiming wears a mask, but it's not a disguise. Gao Xuan recognized Wei Ming as soon as he looked at his brows.
　　 The six-winged cicada remotely sensed it, and it even locked Wei Ming's spirit aura.
　　 "I'm here to hit the place."
　　 Gao Xuan didn't need to ask, he also knew that Wei Ming sneaked up and it was nothing good.
　　 "This challenging friend, don't you give me a name?" Gao Xuan asked knowingly.
　　 "The swordsman speaks with his sword."
　　 Wei Ming turned to his long sword, "I will teach you a lesson."
　　 Gao Xuan smiled: "I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
　　 Wei Ming is not polite, striding lightly with his sword and stabbing.
　　 He is a magnificent tenth-level swordsman, even if his body data is limited to three-level, his combat consciousness will not be restricted.
　　 It can be said that when everyone's physical data is the same, the kendo duel on Battle.net is the same as playing chess. It is about technology and consciousness.
　　 Wei Ming is confident to solve Gao Xuan in three ways. He used nine points of force with this sword and had the first mover advantage. Gao Xuan either retreated or blocked.
　　 No matter how Gao Xuan responds, he can send Gao Xuan home with two consecutive moves.
　　 routine, the simplest routine. Give this kid some insights too.
　　 Wei Ming was thinking, but found that Gao Xuan did not follow the script.
　　 Gao Xuan stepped straight into the long sword to be his chest, using his sword frame to block his sword and thrust straight forward.
　　 The data on both sides are the same, so Gao Xuan's sword power is naturally much larger than Wei Ming. Wei Ming's sword was opened at once, Gao Xuan's long sword was a little bit, and the blade pierced Wei Ming's throat.
　　 This is not over yet, Gao Xuan followed his wrist and sword, and Wei Ming immediately turned into a mosaic data light.
　　 "Goodbye brother."
　　 After Gao Xuan was kind to a group of data lights, he danced a sword flower and scabbed it. He smiled in front of him and said, "Next."
　　 The entire battle process was extremely smooth, and Wei Ming's fate was no different from the dozens of small swordsmen in front.
　　 No one can see what is special about Wei Ming's swordsmanship. Audiences are all used to such a spike.
　　 They just booed disdainfully at Wei Ming. Such a person is still on the court without knowing it at all.
　　 Wei Zhen really cheered loudly, she didn't know that it was Wei Ming who was killed in a second. Even if I knew it, I wouldn't care too much.
　　 Wei Ming, who was killed by a spike, retreated directly to his room. He watched Gao Xuan on the live broadcast and fell into deep self-doubt: Where am I? who am I? What am i doing?
　　As a top swordsman, Wei Ming has always felt that his swordsmanship is very good. It may not be able to beat Baiyun City, because Baiyun City's sword power is too strong, and it has nothing to do with swordsmanship.
　　 Wei Ming never thought that he would be killed by an 18-year-old boy with a sword. He refused to accept this result.
　　As a top swordsman, Wei Ming calmed down quickly.
　　 Wei Ming replayed the battle video just now to analyze the reason for the failure.
　　 In fact, he remembered the sword very clearly, but he could see more details when watching the video.
　　 Gao Xuan's center of gravity was obviously ready to shift back when he started. This subtle movement misled his judgment.
　　 Then, Gao Xuan used the sword grid to block his sword edge with great precision.
　　 You must know that Gao Xuan's sword grid is in the form of a back shape, only about three centimeters. It is very difficult for such a small sword grid to accurately block the spurring blade.
　　 What made Wei Ming depressed was that Gao Xuan had completely predicted his sword route. With this kind of virtual body data, it is difficult to make adjustments after the shot.
　　 As a result, he missed and was killed by Gao Xuan.
　　 Wei Ming repeated the battle video more than a dozen times, but he could only admit that Gao Xuan might have two elements, but overall he did better.
　　 "There is something, I underestimated you."
　　 Weiming reviewed himself, but he was too casual, and did not regard Gao Xuan as an opponent.
　　 In the virtual battle, everyone started from the same starting point. He had no chance of remedy if he made a mistake.
　　 Wei Ming learned his lesson and challenged Gao Xuan again.
　　 Dignified Frost Swordsman, wherever he fell, he would get up again.
　　 Wei Ming entered the duel room again and found that Gao Xuan had already won 65 games in a row.
　　 Gao Xuan suddenly smiled when he saw Wei Ming: "Here is another brother, this time you will be more dedicated and don't get seckilled again. Otherwise, you won't get the performance fee."
　　 This kind of ridicule naturally caused a burst of laughter from the audience.
　　 The duel room is shared, and Wei Ming can also hear the laughter. Looking down from his position, one can even see the audience in the first few rows below. He even saw Wei Zhenzhen who laughed most happily.
　　 Wei Ming's old face is slightly hot, it is really a joke to be spread out. Fortunately, no one knows his identity.
　　 "Come on." Wei Ming pointed at the sword and motioned Gao Xuan to stop talking nonsense.
　　 Gao Xuan unhurriedly made an OK gesture to Wei Ming, Wei Ming was a little baffled.
　　 Gao Xuan said with a smile: "This is not OK, this is three, brother. Would you die again with the third sword. Be more dedicated."
"One."
　　 Gao Xuan counted in his mouth, and at the same time he held his sword straight.
　　 This kind of straight-chest swordsmanship has every school and every school, and it is generally called: fairy guides.
　　 It’s just that the sword moves of each family are different. In fact, there are big differences in the direction of the sword, the foot of the foot, and the center of gravity of the body.
　　 Gao Xuan stepped very fast, and his sword stabbed faster.
　　 When everyone's physical data was the same, Gao Xuan took the initiative to stab the attack.
　　 Wei Ming didn't want to take a risk, he retreated and retreated, Gao Xuan followed his progress and stabbed. Wei Ming saw that Gao Xuan's progress was too great, so he moved sideways and slashed with his sword.
　　 He wanted to take off Gao Xuan's arm with this sword and let him squat.
　　 Gao Xuan's shoulders slightly retracted and elbows were raised, cutting Wei Ming into a ball of white light.
　　 Both sides change their moves completely at the same time, and there is no chance to change. As a result, Gao Xuan was like an unknown prophet, unreasonably changing his tricks just to avoid Wei Ming's slash, and at the same time killed Wei Ming backhand.
　　 Wei Ming is restrained by his body, watching his sword without making any adjustments.
　　 Gao Xuan Sanjian solved Wei Ming. He gave Wei Ming a thumbs up, "Brother did a beautiful job."
　　 The audience below inevitably boosed, this is really a public act. Three swords are three swords.
　　 These audiences felt that Wei Ming was too cooperative, and both sides changed their tricks at the same time. Who would believe that if they didn't practice beforehand.
　　 Wei Ming, who left the field, had a solemn face, this time he really couldn't laugh.
　　 It doesn't matter what the audience is, a swordsman shouldn't fall twice in a pit.
　　 Wei Ming felt very unreasonable, and Gao Xuan seemed to be able to see through all of his subsequent moves. He was always confused by Gao Xuan's body movements and made wrong judgments.
　　Although it is only a virtual game, no real physical data is used. That's it, Wei Ming can't accept such a failure.
　　 For this, he even activated the super-large optical brain in the laboratory to analyze the data of the two battles.
　　 A few seconds later, Wei Ming got the result.
　　The result of the optical brain analysis is: Gao Xuan's data has no problems, and no plug-ins are used.
　　 The only great thing about Gao Xuan is his near-predictive prediction, and the fact that it is difficult to distinguish between true and false actions.
　　 In the case of the same data on both sides, this point of advantage is sure to win.
　　Wei Ming pondered for a long time, and felt that Gao Xuan was either gifted or unusually talented. He was born with a special instinct for kendo, and he could always make the most correct judgment in advance.
　　 Either Gao Xuan is really better than him in swordsmanship, so he can always judge in advance and make corresponding adjustments.
　　 When Weiming decided to try again, he found that the live broadcast had ended.
　　 The record of victory in the live broadcast has reached 100 consecutive victories.
　　 Wei Ming is extremely depressed. He wished he could go find Gao Xuanbi personally to find his face.
　　 But after all, he still doesn't have such a cheeky face, so he can only wait for the next live broadcast to trouble Gao Xuan.
　　 At the same time, Cao Xiong and a few of his subordinates just walked out of the gate of the Mingjing City Airship Terminal.
　　 "Take a taxi... First go to Zhongyuan Hotel."
　　 Cao Xiong took out a silver carved flat hip flask and took a sip of wine, only then lazily ordered.
　　 His facial features are unremarkable, his eyes are three-point drunk, and his mustache is shiny. Maybe it's because of drinking too much, and the tip of the nose is still a little red.
　　 He is wearing a colorful printed shirt, big red beach pants, and rattan sandals under his feet. It looked like going to the beach on holiday. In addition, he is a bit drunk in his eyes, and he is more like a slightly boozy tourist~EbookFREE.me~ If you haven't seen Cao Xiong, you would never think that this is a famous detective.
　　 Yao Fei asked curiously: "Boss, no one in the law enforcement department came to pick us up?"
　　 "Let’s go quietly today, don’t say anything."
　　 Cao Xiong yawned and spit out a strong scent of alcohol. He said vaguely: "Check the situation first. This time the killer is a bit powerful..."
　　 Yao Fei was not convinced, she put her arm around Yan Qingge's arm and said, "We still have Sister Yan. You two great swordsmen have joined forces, and you can't clean up a little assassin!"
　　 Yan Qingge took out her arms indifferently. She looked at the lively crowd at the gate of the terminal and said thoughtfully: "That person is indeed very powerful, and a formidable opponent."
　　 Yan Qingge has short hair, only left part of the sea to cover her eyebrows. She was wearing a black combat uniform, not only with a pistol on her waist, but also with a black short stick on the other side.
　　 The big sunglasses cover half of her face. Others can't see her real expression, and there is a sense of distance that rejects others thousands of miles away.
　　 Yao Fei's set almost failed, and it was a bit embarrassing. But the other party is Yan Qingge, a member of the Yan family in Zhongjing City, a tenth-level swordsman. She has eight guts and dare not lose her temper with this one.
　　 She chuckled, "I'm going to find a car."
　　 The other subordinates stood respectfully behind them, not daring to talk nonsense.
　　 Cao Xiong approached Yan Qingge and whispered, "I'm relying on you this time."
　　 Yan Qingge turned his head to avoid Cao Xiong's spit of alcohol: "There are so many of us, as long as you find each other's traces. Can he turn the sky?"
　　 "It's hard to say, hard to say..."
　　 Cao Xiong looked at the tall buildings in the distance, his eyes were a bit solemn: "To be honest, I don't feel very good!"