"Hey, is this what you said about Mr. Clown not being good at sword skills?"
Outside the arena, Miss Ghostface, who was overlooking the entire battle, could clearly see the entire process of that shocking sword strike.
She clearly witnessed how the clown, who had claimed to be skilled in swordsmanship before, drew his sword, cut through the torrent of light with one sword, stepped forward, went upstream, and finally cut through the death with a gentle sword.
And the neck of the resurrected paladin.
It was a peerless swordsmanship that cannot be described in words. It was obviously a sword that surpassed the speed of God. It should have surpassed the limit of her vision quickly, but in fact she witnessed the entire process of drawing the sword inconceivably. Everything was
It's like slow motion.
If I have to use a metaphor, it is probably a bit similar to the close-up CG of a character releasing a special move in the game. Under that sword, the clown briefly transcended the world and stood outside the world. She has already
It is no longer in the current time and space, and has formed a turbulent flow of time and space with the existing time and space, so this situation occurs where the sword is obviously a speed, but it feels like slow motion.
What a terrifying sword this is.
As a Japanese witch, Ghostface has been learning ancestral swordsmanship from her witch teacher since she was a child. The swordsmanship in their village has always been famous in the witch world, and her swordsmanship talent is the best in the whole village. At the age of sixteen this year, she has awakened her own sword skills.
Hun is the youngest sword master in the village.
The miko teacher said that as long as she is not lazy and keeps practicing hard, she is expected to reach the top of the swordsmanship before she is a hundred years old and become the first swordsman in the village.
But it was because of Miss Ghostface's excellent swordsmanship that she was able to understand better than others the horror of the sword struck by Mr. Clown just now. It was the most terrifying sword she had ever seen in her life.
Is this the highest state of swordsmanship recorded in the sword manuals left by our ancestors - a sword without thoughts? So it turns out that is not a legend, but a fact?
Miss Ghostface was very shocked. Before today, she had only thought that the knife existed only in theory, not in reality.
After all, their village has been established for 20,000 to 30,000 years, but in such a long time, no one has ever reached the state of no thought and become a sword god.
Although the sword manual said that there was a peerless swordsman in the Eastern Universe who could open the sky with a single sword, split the sea with the light of his sword, etc., these juniors only heard about it as legends.
But now, the legend is reflected in reality, and the Sword God is right in front of her.
"I'm so stupid, really. I know clearly that this clown is a bad guy who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat tigers, so why did I really believe her nonsense about not being good at swordsmanship?"
Miss Ghostface laughed at herself. At this moment, she only felt that the clown was actually me.
She has always known that the clown is hiding his strength. After all, in her perception, the clown only has the magic power of 30,000 Domana, but can he become the Grand Inquisitor with this little magic power? It's impossible to even think about it with his feet, right?
He must have used some secret method to conceal his strength.
Therefore, when they first met, she had lamented in her mind that the boss was very sophisticated, but she never expected that she would fall for it later. She could only say that the boss's disguise was really powerful.
However, with a living sword god right in front of her, could she just watch and not do anything?
Recalling the sword that shocked the world before, Miss Ghostface's heart started to move.
.......
On the other side, above the arena.
"It turns out that the real Yan Hui only needs one sword, and the three swords in the past are just a trick because the level is not enough."
Dorothy was also thinking about the sword strike she had just made, and seemed to have some realization in her heart.
Swallows are birds with excellent flying skills. They fly on the wind and are very sensitive to changes in the wind. Therefore, no matter how fast the sword is, the swallows can always sense the changes in the wind in advance and dodge.
Come on.
Therefore, the secret sword Yan Hui created by Sasaki Sword Master is actually a sword technique that blocks the movement of the swallow. One sword strikes the swallow, and two swords block the swallow's movement. Facing the three swords struck at this moment, no matter how dexterous it is,
The birds have nowhere to escape, and she will definitely be chopped down by one of them.
Of course, the human limit is three cuts in an instant, but the witch can easily surpass the human limit. In the past, Dorothy could do nine cuts in an instant at most, but this is not really meaningful. After all, she can't be killed by three cuts.
The enemy's nine swords are also given to him for free.
It seems like a lot of progress, but in fact there is no qualitative change at all.
But after seeing one's true nature clearly and realizing that there is no thought or thought, one strike is enough for her to use three or nine swords, and she can cut it off if she wants to move it or not.
The enemy is right in front of me, so I draw my sword and hit it, everything is that simple.
"Yes, swordsmanship is quite simple to begin with, but people think too much about it. This is probably what the so-called return to nature means."
Although the knife in her hand was not stained with blood, Dorothy still made a habitual splash of blood, then rotated the handle of the knife and sheathed the large sword, which was more than one meter long.
Bangdang...
With the sound of the collision between the sword and the scabbard, Zhai Wuhun turned around, and then looked behind him at the succubus paladin who was still holding the sword in his previous posture.
"you lose."
Dorothy said quite happily.
This time she finally didn't play with the same perish strategy as before. She defeated Madeleine, the president of the Armed Club, with dignity and dignity.
"Yes, you win, you are really a monster."
The succubus witch admitted her failure frankly, and she also recalled the sword she faced.
Probably no one knows how terrifying that sword is than her, the victim.
She also clearly saw the opponent's whole process of drawing the sword like a slow-motion close-up. She should have had the opportunity to change her moves to defend or dodge in time.
But in the end, she could only watch helplessly as she was beheaded with a knife, unable to make any reaction.
Changing moves to defend? That sword just looked slow, but it was actually a very fast sword. She had just started to sheath the sword to defend, and the opponent's attack was already close in front of her.
Dodge? That was a sword that was impossible to dodge, because in Madeline's perception, the eldest lady was not cutting her at all, but the entire world she was in.
When the sword approached, everything else in the succubus's perception had disappeared, leaving only the eldest lady who seemed to have transformed into a giant standing tall on the sky and the huge sword in her hand that was comparable to a mountain. Facing this
It was as if a mountain was pressing down on her, a sword that was so oppressive that she had no way to hide and could only bear it.
Haha, as expected of you, Miss, in just one month, can a person make such great progress?
Madeleine recalled that a month ago she could crush the opponent with martial arts, but now she had tried her best, but still couldn't block the opponent's sword, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.
However, a blood line opened between her smooth, delicate and beautiful neck, and then, a big beautiful head naturally slipped off.
Well, she is indeed the woman I like.
At the end, the face under the succubus mask smiled and felt relieved.
That sword was so fast that her body didn't even realize that she was dead.
