Chapter 19, Daily Life
Chapter 19, Daily Life
Binghua felt a huge force hitting the heavy sword in her hand, and the sword blade turned horizontally on the spot and cut towards Hua Ye's neck again.
Hua Ye quickly stepped back to avoid it. He had an illusion that the black-haired beauty opposite him wanted to kill him, and every sword strike was aimed at his vital points.
Seeing Hua Ye retreating, Binghua quickly pressed forward, wielding the heavy sword in his hand with the speed and quickness of a one-handed sword.
He Xi, who was not far away, was a little stunned. The way Binghua was wielding the heavy sword at this moment was very similar to the fierce attack she had used when she had sparred with Binghua before.
They all hold the hilt with one hand and use the mass of the heavy sword itself to drive the heavy sword to swing. They only need to grasp the opportunity to adjust the direction of the sword blade and they can keep chopping.
And one sword's power is greater than the other, as if it is accumulating sword power until one is unable to control or break the enemy's defense.
However, Binghua is not the previous Hexi, and Huaye is not the previous Binghua.
Hua Ye reacted quickly, dodging Binghua's subsequent slash by rolling sideways several times, then turned around and made a swift straight stab.
when!
While Binghua blocked Hua Ye's swift thrust with his sword, a deep scratch appeared on the spine of the heavy sword in his hand, and he himself was pushed back several steps due to the strong force.
Seeing that he had repelled Binghua with just one sword, Hua Ye did not continue to pursue her but stood there with his arms open, looking very proud, completely forgetting his previous panic.
"Little beauty Binghua, how about continuing?"
Binghua stood up straight with the heavy sword hanging at her side, and did not answer Hua Ye's words.
Through the blocking just now, Binghua discovered that Hua Ye’s strength was several times that of her own, and the weapon in his hand was no ordinary item.
The material of the arc heavy sword in his hand, which was equipped with a positive and negative short-circuit stable output device, was not a very rare material.
But its hardness is definitely not low. Just a simple block would cause a deep scratch.
'Start self-check - positive and negative circuit stabilization device is operating normally'
In the dark plane that belongs only to Binghua and is invisible to others, dark information appears.
After Binghua checked the heavy sword in his hand and found that there was no damage, he activated the true function of the arc heavy sword in his hand.
The energy circuits inside the heavy sword are instantly filled with high-voltage currents, and as long as they touch an object, they will release their true power.
"Come again!"
Binghua rushed out after saying this, holding the hilt of the sword and swung it backhandedly.
"Since you want to continue, I'll stay with you."
Hua Ye had a frivolous attitude and didn't take it seriously at all. He didn't believe that the weapon in Binghua's hand had the ability to hurt him.
The reason why I felt afraid before was just an instinctive reaction of a living being.
As a carrier of the divine body gene, although it has not been activated yet, Hua Ye can still ignore more than 60% of the damage from the angel civilization's weapons.
It seems that the weapons in the hands of ordinary angel soldiers cannot even pierce Hua Ye’s skin. Only flame-level weapons can have some effect on him.
As soon as the luxurious royal sword collided with the heavy sword in Binghua's hand, a crackling sound was heard, accompanied by an extremely dazzling blue-white light.
Hua Ye was caught off guard and felt his vision go blank. The next moment, something scratched his chest and he felt a burning sensation.
Hua Ye quickly stepped back, and after a few seconds his vision returned to normal. He quickly lowered his head to look at his chest.
I saw a vertical black burn mark on the luxurious clothes I was wearing, and it was glowing red.
Hua Ye quickly patted off the solidified metal on his chest and looked at Binghua with a hint of anger on his face.
"How dare you hurt me! I'm the crown prince of angels!"
Binghua raised the heavy sword with a red arc of light emitting from the tip and pointed it at Hua Ye, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Isn't it normal to get some minor injuries during a sparring match? Is Prince Huaye coming?"
Hua Ye snorted coldly and said nothing, but he answered Binghua with his actions.
Hua Ye was seen holding the sword in one hand and dragging it behind him, rushing towards Binghua quickly, and then swung it horizontally, and the air was cut by the sword blade.
Binghua leaned back to avoid the sword, then stepped back with his right foot, bent his body with his right arm, and thrust forward with the heavy sword.
However, Hua Ye's sword, which had been swung in vain, was retracted by him and held at his waist, just in time to block Bing Hua's stab.
Oh!
The dazzling light appeared again, and Hua Ye immediately shifted his gaze to the side and avoided looking at the light.
Binghua had already calculated a formula to block strong light for the eyes, just like wearing a pair of sunglasses.
The strong light emitted by the high-temperature arc generated when the current short-circuited had no effect on her at all.
Seeing Hua Ye looking away to avoid the strong light, Binghua stretched out her calf and hooked it, and Hua Ye was caught off guard and fell backwards.
Then Binghua raised the sword and deliberately stabbed it towards Huaye's lower abdomen.
When Hua Ye saw this scene, his eyes widened and he stared at the heavy sword that was stabbing down, his mouth opened wide and he almost screamed out.
Pfft!
The tip of the heavy sword pierced into the mud just beside Hua Ye's thigh, frightening Hua Ye so much that he staggered and dropped his sword, then quickly retreated with his hands supporting the ground.
"Prince Huaye, you lost."
He Xi walked over at this time and spoke in a playful tone.
Hua Ye, whose legs were a little weak, was helped up by two followers who came running over, but his eyes kept scanning the heavy sword in Binghua's hand. Just now, he almost thought that his happy life in the second half of his life was over.
"Go away!"
Hua Ye broke free from the two male angels who were supporting him and was about to step forward, but He Xi's next words made him pause.
"Hua Ye, if you still want to continue, I will compete with you. But before that, you have to think clearly. You are not the only one with the last name Hua in the entire angel civilization."
Hua Ye's expression changed again and again, then he snorted coldly, turned around without saying a word, spread his wings and flew away.
Seeing Hua Ye flying away, Binghua could no longer maintain her calm expression.
"Binghua, you must be careful in the future. Hua Ye, that scumbag, has already remembered you. Try not to leave Mello College in the future."
"I understand, Sister He Xi."
Binghua nodded solemnly. She knew that she could defeat Hua Ye today, but the arc heavy sword in her hand had an unexpected effect.
If I really fight with Hua Ye, I will be defeated in a few moves, and I will not be able to resist at all.
After taking a look at the chipped edge of the heavy sword, Binghua couldn't help feeling a little discouraged. The high temperature of thousands of degrees could only burn Hua Ye's clothes without even burning his skin.
Since that incident, Bingtian has become a stay-at-home girl, and even practices sword skills on the rooftop of the female angel's dormitory.
The rest of the time, I focus on researching all technologies that can enhance my destructive power.
The main research direction is placed on electric heating knives and high-frequency frequency weapons, which may be the reason why the angel civilization has focused all its technology tree on genetic technology.
Conventional scientific and technological knowledge like this only has theory but no practical application. You should know that high-frequency frequency weapons are sharp enough to cut through almost all known substances.
Binghua believed that the super soldier's iron body could not withstand the cutting of high-frequency frequency weapons.
(End of this chapter)