Successfully accelerated the instant the lightsaber was deflected!
puncture!
Clang!
The sword tip stopped in front of Cecilia, as if striking metal, producing a piercing noise.
Cecilia's eyes finally flickered with a hint of emotion, but she quickly regained her composure.
If that's all there is to it...
That's not enough.
A golden aura erupted from his body, directly blasting Ning Feng away from him.
cough!
Dark blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Ning Feng stuck out his tongue and licked it, his eyes turning even redder.
Faced with Ning Feng, who showed no fear whatsoever and even seemed more excited, Cecilia shook her head:
"You have no chance of winning."
Faced with Ning Feng's unresponsive charge, Cecilia once again gently swung her sword, unleashing a new sword light to block him.
Let him try it like that, once is enough.
She has already seen this clearly, and there is no need to look any further.
The sky was filled with flames that cut through the void, creating a huge chasm between the two.
"You know this very well, so why do you still do it?"
That seemingly unchanging voice carried a sense of bewilderment.
What do you gain by charging forward again and again?
Is it really just a way to vent your emotions?
Or are you trying something else?
Looking at Ning Feng, whose gaze was like a machine, constantly searching, she asked again:
Why did you draw your sword?
Faced with such a disparity in strength, don't you feel despair?
Are you just hoping I'll go easy on you?
Are you praying?
To place one's life on the pity of another?
If that's really the case, then it's truly pitiful.
The expectation in Cecilia's golden eyes gradually faded; she did not appreciate reckless venting.
They had tried it, but the outcome was not pleasant.
Given the fate of the "Words of Judgment," others can imagine the same outcome.
They failed, utterly failed.
When faced with Cecilia's question, Ning Feng seemed to finally come to his senses.
The mechanical feeling in his body disappeared, he blinked, and smiled:
"I already said it, it's for the sake of fighting."
fighting!
fighting!
Fight!
"Didn't you want to see what's so special about me?"
The aura disappeared, but he became even more excited, even... insane!
"Okay, then take a good look."
And so, he charged forward once more, sword in hand!
...
...
Perhaps in some corner of the world, there really are aliens who can explode with anger as long as they get angry enough.
There are also villains who could have won simply by firing a shot, but ended up dying because they talked too much.
If something exists, it has a reason.
Ning Feng would not express envy or contempt for their existence.
But he knew very well that the person he was taking with him, at least that kind of person, wasn't himself.
In most cases, the gap in strength cannot be filled by something as intangible as "love and courage."
It is more realistic than your desires and will not accept compromise.
But for them, what is the outcome of each fearless charge?
It's about the body breaking apart time and time again.
It was a series of fruitless attempts.
It is an offensive that is constantly devised and then shattered.
That's all.
As for Cecilia's sudden change in temperament and her laying down her weapons, there was absolutely no indication of that.
He was met with only repeated failures.
But Ning Feng did not collapse in the face of this overwhelming power.
On the contrary, the fighting spirit burning in his eyes was even stronger than before.
The world of dreams shattered completely, leaving only endless space, like the void of night.
"Hahaha……"
Panting, Ning Feng floated in the void, breathing freely.
"The world of dreams is really convenient."
The illusion of power, the power that doesn't belong to oneself, is truly intoxicating.
Completely outmatched, Ning Feng's body shattered time and time again, but he only became more excited.
"...Do we want this farce to continue?"
With a slight frown, Cecilia looked at Ning Feng, who had finally stopped, and was somewhat confused about what he really wanted to do.
They could sense the other person's pain and exhaustion, and were also well aware that the other person must have some other ulterior motive.
More importantly, she could clearly sense the other person's will, which showed no signs of breaking.
Like a sharpened blade, it gleams with a ferocious, cold light.
"A farce? Ah, that certainly applies to you."
Ning Feng smiled as his body returned to normal, touching his forehead to find no sweat.
"But for me, this is not a farce; I'm quite serious about it."
He is not a masochist and will not experience pleasure from such frustration.
Pain is always pain; it is not something to be praised.
And the reason he smiled...
He achieved his goal.
"However, you're right, let's leave it at that."
The crimson in his eyes faded instantly, and Ning Feng, regaining his composure, said earnestly to Cecilia:
"Then welcome to the dream world."
"My dream."
---Aside---
I felt a bit frustrated by the recent resistance, so I reflected on it and made some minor revisions, adding about 600 words.
As for whether or not to suppress the protagonist, I personally think not, since the difference in strength is really too great.
If he can surpass Cecilia in swordsmanship, then my power level setting will truly be ruined.
I can't give you a complete outline, but I do have a complete framework of capabilities...
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