While Yagyu Motoho turned over in a strange way, a coldness appeared in the room. Even with such a large area of ​​this room, it could not stop the coldness that came from unknown sources. It seemed that the chillness appeared directly from everyone's heart.

The next moment, infinite sword lights flew around. While Yanagi Sora, he stood up with his long sword in his hand, and his whole body was rotating and flying in a strange posture.

Yes, in this sword technique, the most important thing is not to use the knife hard to close the knife, but to control the rhythm, speed and direction of the knife swing, as well as the adjustment and coordination of the human body posture under such a high speed.

In fact, regardless of past and later life, the biggest problem with Bahuang Random Knife has never been the speed of the knife, but the fine control at this super high knife speed.

If one is not well controlled, under the ultra-high-speed inertia of the long sword, without others taking action, he can cut himself into pieces and bruises. In virtual games, this has happened more than once. As for arm muscle strain, twisted tendons, etc., it is common.

Therefore, after waking up in this life, even with the assistance of internal energy and introspection, Yagyu Motoka still dared not let go of the speed. Originally, in the virtual game of the previous life, he could have a speed of seventy-seven swords in one second. In reality, even if his body could have made any related movements and could be controlled freely, he still did not dare to exceed the speed of thirty-seven swords in one second.

This is different from in the game. In reality, there is only one life.

Looking from the audience where the swordsman is, you can only see a long dragon with silver scales suddenly rising up from the sky, with silver scales dancing in the sky, dancing claws and teeth, arrogant.

The second move of the Eight Desert Rampage Knife - Try to hold the sky with your hands!

"Ah!" Sasaki Masahei exhaled. As the chief of the Swordsman Association, he was not like the little swordsmen in the junior high school kendo competition, and shouted just to strengthen his momentum.

His loud shout was a secret transmission from Feiyan Liu. The pronunciation in his mouth feeds back the air pressure to the chest and lungs, and then passes the strength to the arms through the chest and lungs. This is a secret technique for the lungs to exert force. In addition to eliminating the obstacles of various hidden muscles in the human chest cavity, he can also use the power of these bodies in the body to speed up the speed of a sharp knife. There is a world of difference between one out and one in. Such secret techniques are simply unavailable for people to peek at.

His two swords rotated in a row at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination. Amid the sound of countless swords fighting, I don't know how many times the two sides fought. Chief Sasaki's two swords were retracted again like swallows. He seemed to be half shorter, like a frightened swallow, suddenly drew a wonderful curve, and turned around the flying silver dragon halfway to escape to the distance.

"Yans fly, Yan returns, Yan returns, Yan returns, autumn rain flows, Yan picks up water. Can these sword skills still be used like this?" The swordsmen watching the battle were in an uproar.

In front was a ray of light walking against the ground, behind was a sword-light tornado followed closely. In the blink of an eye, one in front and one behind had already crossed more than ten meters of space.

Even Yuki Soraka could not continue with such a high-intensity sword swing. Just as the momentum of the sword light tornado behind began to fade, Sasaki Masahei seemed to have eyes on his back, and the double swords pressed against the ground, and the light that flew upward suddenly turned upwards, and the air was squeezed out with a long sound of "ji" sound.

At this moment, the swallow that flew away against the ground quickly turned back into the sky, and suddenly turned into a mad eagle that was descending from the nine heavens and fighting down. It was necessary to take the dragon's head from top to bottom!

"Really * Yan returned!"

At this time, Yayoi Motohe's momentum was declining from prosperity, but the other party was carrying a top-down attack, and the situation between the two parties suddenly reversed.

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At this moment, Yagyumoto's eyes suddenly became congested, and the qi and blood that were running in the body at high speed suddenly rolled inward and reversed, causing such a strange phenomenon. The qi and blood that were rolled up sharply squeezed out the breath in the chest and turned into a long whisper.

The sword-light tornado wrapped around him disappeared. All the momentum, internal strength and the inertia of the long sword running at high speed just now were rolled back into the body, and then penetrated into the long sword that was raised above his head. At the next moment, no one knew what was going on. Only when Yayoi Moto and the long sword that was raised above his head suddenly lit up, the coldness enveloped the whole audience, and a sword energy soared into the sky!

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The man was still in the air. Sasaki Shinhei suddenly discovered that the sword force of Yayoi Motoka below, the old dragon whose momentum began to fade from a decay, suddenly faded away the dragon body and showed the sword body. This sword gathered the sword force that had just spanned ten meters, and condensed the sword force that was about to dissipate on a sword, and even the sword body lit up. This sword was a "Snow Washing" imitation specially prepared by the sword master for Yayoi Motoka. There was no light emitting device installed inside. Such strange changes obviously exceeded the boundaries of mortals and entered an unfathomable secret realm.

Unbeatable! Sasaki Masahira made this judgment instantly. However, others were in mid-air, but the arrow was already out of the string and it was difficult to change.

In this case, Sasaki Masahei also used the shocking sword technique.

"Flying Swallows Flying Air Style"

In the air without any leverage, the left and right hands opened and closed three times. Sasaki Masahira's strong body seemed to suddenly become thin and flat. The two blades slashed rapidly, and the whole person drew an arc in the air and flew out obliquely.

Yagyumoto and Yijian slashed straight down. Starting from where he stood, a slender sword mark stretched straight on the floor four meters away.

Yayoi Yuki Yuki had to fire this sword, and accumulated the sword force of "trying to hold Tianqing" and chasing more than ten meters. He was like a big lake full of water, and the embankment could no longer be intercepted. If he did not fire this sword, the sword energy would explode in his body.

In fact, even in the virtual game in his previous life, he never really felt the sword energy. However, in this life, perhaps because of internal strength, just now, just like in a virtual game, he gathered the power of the second style of the Eight Wilderness Rampant Knife, "Trying to Hands and Holding Tianqing" into a line, preparing to issue the third style "Nine Despairs and Never Regret", the internal strength mixed with wind power, mixed with Yayoi-so and his understanding of the sword. Things that were invisible and intangible had become a solid force that could influence reality.

I don’t know where this power comes from, but it has a sharp, decisive, and unyielding feeling that at that moment, Yagyu Motoka really felt that the samurai sword in his hand seemed to have become a limb, which would be cold, hot, and perceive!

Finally, before Yayoi Motoka could no longer control himself and was about to take action, Yayoi Motoka remembered that this was a trial match in the Swordsman Association, not in a virtual game, and that no one could die.

So the sword did not chase Chief Sasaki who was gliding away, but swung it down in the original direction. The sword was fired, as if something was being pulled away, and Yagyu Tomokazu also used too much force and half-kneeled on the floor.

"Stop, stop, stop--" Sasaki Shinhei, who fell to the ground, panted and put away the two strange samurai swords.

"Huhuhu, I have really fought to help you complete this ceremony of joining the society. If you continue to suffer a heart attack, let's just come here. Oh, it's a pity that I specially made two flying swallow slashes, let's see what you cut them into!"

Yagyu Moto and Yui stood upright and looked at the pair of flying swallow slashes of Chief Sasaki. It may be because the pair of swords were relatively thin. Although they did not have a blade, they still had a broken blade in the battle just now, and they were almost like saw blades.

Yagyu Motohiro looked down at the imitation of "Xuexi" in his hand. It looked much stronger than the other party's Feiyan Sword. After all, "Xuexi" was not like the other party's Feiyan Sword. In order to pursue the speed and lightness of the slash, it was very thin. Although there were some collision damage at the blade, the blade was still basically intact.

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Watching Yanagi Moto and walked into the locker room, there was a chaotic situation in the room, and the swordsmen who could no longer sit still rushed to the place where the two of them had their last attack.

"How can this be the wind control ability? Even if it is really vacuum cut, it is hard to say whether it has such power or not!" Looking at the thin crack on the floor, Jianhao Amano Akino said with an ugly expression.

It was him just now, saying that Yagyu Motohiro should have a wind-control ability, and used this ability to disguise it as a vacuum cut, fooling Nakajima Han Fang Jianhao.

"Nakajima, have you seen Yanoki's vacuum cut? Did you have such great power at that time?" Another swordsman, Miyamoto Nishixin, saw Amano Amano Amano a little embarrassed. After all, there are still many younger generations here. It is really difficult for Amano Amano to swallow back the judgment just now.

So Miyamoto Kentao quickly changed the topic and asked the Han side of Nakajima if he had seen Yayoi Moto and the vacuum cut that he had performed before was like this. If the Han side of Nakajima saw such a vacuum cut last time, it must have been that the Han side of Nakajima did not describe it clearly. Otherwise, with the power of the sword just now, who would think that this was just a wind control ability?

"No, the power of that sword was far less than that at that time. It was just cutting a few blades of grass and leaving a sword mark on the soil."

Nakajima Hanfang shook his head and explained, "But at that time, all I saw was Yagyu-kun's casual brush when he finished his early exercise and put away his knife. That would not represent his true strength."

"Hey, did you see the sword of Yayoi-kun just now light up out of thin air?" Another swordsman suddenly mentioned a detail just now.

"You saw it too? I thought I was wrong."

"The sword must be fine. It's provided by us, but what kind of power makes the sword light up?"

"Well——I don't know, but it should be related to this amazing vacuum cut. After the sword was swung, the sword seemed to dim. However, at that time I just paid attention to the power of this sword, but I seemed to have such an impression, and I was not sure."

"It faded after swinging that sword, as if something or power had flew out with the sword."

"Hiss——, you say, is this sword the legendary Ichinota sword of the Sword Saint of Tsukahara Fuchu? When I saw the sword in Yagyu-jun's hand lit up, I had an inexplicable feeling that this sword must be invincible and it would be easy to cut iron and split armor.

The legendary Ichinota sword of the Nakazukahara Kumaki Sword Saint, can't it be possible to use a wooden knife to break the iron armor? That's what I felt just now!"

“Can you say———?”

"Well, that's it!"

"It turns out that Ichino-Taidao and Vacuum Cut are the same secret sword! It's just that Ichino-Taidao preserves the power that I don't know what to call it in the sword, so it's invincible. Vacuum Cut is to cast that power to achieve the effect of killing people from afar."

"It should be true. No wonder in the book of Wugui of Kuraizumi Nobuka Sword Saint, he only mentioned that he failed to learn to cut in the vacuum, and did not mention Yizitadao.

Later, in the deeds of Shangquan Sword Saint, it was never mentioned that Shangquan Nobuo Sword Saint had used the Ichino-Taishou. Since he only said that he had not learned the Ichino-Taishou, he had always believed that Shangquan Sword Saint had learned the Ichino-Taishou, but under normal circumstances, he would not use it anymore. It turned out that this was the same secret sword."

Several swordsmen were talking about the sword scars on the floor. As for the swordsmen around them, they also stood beside the sword scars and reached out to touch the sword scars. The expressions on their faces were extremely wonderful.

"Give it, give it, give it!" A female swordsman pulled a swordsman and came over. Jianhao's hand was filled with a steel ruler.

"Get out of the way, measure how deep the sword mark is! Starting from here, measure it every five centimeters, and measure it all the way to the end of the sword mark there." Sword tyrant Hoshino Youaki ordered.

"This is where the beginning is 2 cm deep; the next point is 5 cm deep———"

"Dear teachers, the deepest place is one meter three meters away from Master Yayoi's sword mark. The depth is 27 cm. The concrete floor has been cut. I suspect that even the steel bars inside have been cut off. However, teachers, the damaged floor here will definitely be renovated anyway. We will know when we look at it."

"What kind of decoration is it! Such a sword mark is left here. Perhaps in a hundred years, it is impossible to say that this room will become a sacred place for swordsmanship because of this sword mark." Another swordsman spoke up and opposed.

"You guys say, has Master Yansheng stepped through that threshold?" Suddenly someone asked this question, and the whole room was quiet. RB had not produced a real swordsman for many years. But now, a fourteen-year-old boy actually showed the recognized swordsman skills, which is really unbelievable.

"I think we have to ask our chief. He and Master Yanyu face each other head-on just now should have the deepest feeling. And from my opinion, Chief Sasaki has mostly taken a half step towards the path of the Sword Saint. At least the secret swords he used just now, let alone the use of them in actual combat, even if I give me plenty of time to prepare, I still have half of the secret swords and I will definitely not be able to use them."

"Chief Sasaki is here, ask him!"

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"Well! I think Mr. Ye, I think that Mr. Yanao is the strongest RB swordsman I have ever seen in my life, but if he has entered the realm of Sword Saint, he should be a little short of it!"

Surrounded by a group of swordsmen and swordsmen, Sasaki Masahei reached out to clean his hair, thought for a while, and said, "Yaoshengjun should have understood the secret of his mind, but the swordsman should have the ability to know before, and it seems that he has not mastered it. When I was just now, I set up a trap several times, and he stepped in without hesitation. If he had already entered the swordsman realm, he would never be able to see it."

"Hu——" After hearing what Chief Sasaki said, several people at the scene exhaled a long breath.

If a fourteen-year-old sword saint really appears, it will be a bit too much to these people who have practiced swords throughout their lives. Although it is very doubtful now that his sword skills have been practiced in the belly of a dog, at least the psychological pressure is much easier than facing such a young sword saint.
Chapter completed!