Accompanied by seismic waves that could be clearly felt throughout Japan, this unequal duel came to an end.
Outside the guard pavilion, all the witches were stunned as they looked at the tall and majestic dragon king who looked like a god. Most of them had not yet recovered from the shock.
No? What about the earth-shattering battle we were looking forward to? Why did it end here? Is that really Minamoto no Yorimitsu, the first samurai in Japan? Is it fake? Isn’t this too weak?
One question after another popped up in everyone's mind.
As the first warrior of Japan, Yorimitsu Minamoto is known as the name of a person and the shadow of a tree. Her strength is well known to the locals of Japan.
This Onimusha is not a liar with a false reputation. Her name is gained through countless glorious achievements. What this Onimusha used to like most was to challenge strong people everywhere, and then sign life and death certificates with them and make bets.
A duel for life.
Her murderous aura was not manifested by killing the weak and winning by sheer force. In fact, not a single weak person died at her hands, and almost all of them were once famous warriors.
It is precisely because of this that Yorimitsu Minamoto, who has been fighting a life-and-death battle and survived until the end, won the title of the No. 1 Samurai of Japan.
Many Japanese witches present had seen Minamoto no Yorimitsu fight in the past, and their swordsmanship and strength were recognized by everyone as being strong.
But the battle just now left everyone blindsided.
They only saw Minamoto Yorimitsu rushing forward. Minamoto Yorimitsu struck out, but the blow was blocked by the demolition team with their swords drawn. The handsome looking Dragon King raised his sword and stabbed it, and the Onimusha hit GG.
Well, it's all that simple. The whole process seems to be over in less than a second.
This is a genuine product that was sold instantly.
Therefore, many melon-eating witches who were watching nearby were a little confused.
"Hey, hey, Minamoto no Yorimitsu-sama just let out a wave of anger, right? This is inconsistent with her usual behavior."
"Isn't that right? Use your life to release water?"
"But the guy from the demolition team just now was really slow to draw his sword. I feel like I can dodge it, but Minamoto Yorimitsu, the first samurai, can't dodge it?"
"Then come on, you will be the number one warrior in Japan."
"Forget it, this name seems unlucky, I don't despise it."
People were talking a lot on the melon-eating street.
Even Konoe Marin in the security station was a little confused.
"Sister, that sword strike just now was so slow, why didn't Minamoto no Yorimitsu-sama avoid it?"
The little policewoman also didn't understand. She couldn't help but look at her sister beside her.
However, as soon as she turned around, she saw her sister's face was shocked, and her eyes were even obsessed.
"No thoughts, no thoughts, this is the realm of Ichintachi."
The Director-General muttered to himself somewhat vaguely.
As the saying goes, a layman sees the excitement, an expert sees the door. Maki Konoe obviously saw more things, and it was precisely because of this that she was even more shocked.
Her sister's ignorant inquiry also woke her up from the shock, and she looked at her stupid sister with some anger.
"How long did this battle last in total?"
Konoe Maki asked her sister in return.
"One moment and sixteen moments."
The little policewoman also said it very accurately.
One moment is one thought, twenty thoughts are one moment, and twenty moments are one snap of a finger.
This is the time unit passed down by the immortal that is still used in Japan. A moment in reality is almost 0018 seconds. Tsk, it doesn’t feel fast enough, but let’s make do with it. Who makes milliseconds, microseconds, and picoseconds sound unqualified?
Just think that the moment here is based on the speed of the immortal's thoughts.
After saying this, Konoe Marin was stunned, and then her delicate little face turned crimson.
Although she is a flower growing in a greenhouse, she is not a real fool. Now she has realized how stupid her question was.
As a Chinese, swordsmanship has been a compulsory course for her since she was a child. Her swordsmanship is considered excellent among her peers, but to this day, her swordsmanship is not worthy of being measured in seconds.
A mortal's swordsmanship can generally only be described in seconds. Being able to slash several swords in one second is already the limit of a mortal.
As a supernatural race, witches have bodies that are much better than those of mortals. Even ordinary witches who have never practiced swordsmanship can easily wield more than a dozen swords in one second, easily exceeding the limits of mortals.
But the difficulty of this thing increases exponentially as it goes on. Even a witch who has seriously studied swordsmanship cannot easily do dozens or hundreds of swords in one second.
After all, witches are not gods, and witches also have limits. Once they reach that limit, every small breakthrough may be several times more difficult than before.
Just like the difference between first place and tens of thousands in the later stages of popular racing games may be just a few digits after the decimal point.
That difference seems negligible, but only those who have set records know how painful those countless restarts are.
Moreover, such simple sword speed is meaningless to a swordsman. After all, this simple speed has no practical value. Swordsmanship is about speed, accuracy and ruthlessness. If it is fast, it is not ruthless enough if it is not accurate enough.
For a master of swordsmanship, a sword attack that he cannot control is actually an invalid attack, meaningless and just giving his opponent a weak point.
Of course, there are sword moves that can make hundreds of thousands of swords per second, but those are usually advanced swordsmanship, with extremely high learning threshold, but the effect is rubbish, and can only be used to show off or to clean up miscellaneous things.
If you are fighting against swordsmen of the same level, everyone's moves will actually become plain and simple.
Therefore, the truly effective sword speed statistics should be based on the premise that you can still maintain perfect control over the sword draw. However, accurate sword draw will inevitably cause your sword speed to slow down.
You may swing dozens of swords in one second, but if you are serious, you may only have a few swords left in one second. And if you take into account the complex factors in actual combat, in a real battle, you can kill one sword in one second.
Both swords are considered powerful.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A thought is a moment. If swordsmanship has entered the moment stage, it means that your sword speed has basically caught up with the speed of thoughts, which is the legendary unity of mind and sword.
, where the heart comes and the sword comes.
Therefore, even for a witch, the sword speed in actual combat can be calculated in instant units, which is already quite impressive. Although it sounds very strenuous, ordinary swordsmen can also do it.
But you have to consider that the power and difficulty of extraordinary sword skills are not comparable to those of mortal sword skills. The physical fitness of witches is stronger than that of mortals, but their sword skills are also much more complex and profound than mortal sword skills. The two should be relatively balanced.
, everyone’s speed is actually about the same.
If you want the witch to use mortal swordsmanship, then everyone can easily show you a super-speed sword, but this really has no meaning other than being beautiful.
And once the swordsmanship enters the momentary realm, you will already be a swordsman whose mind and sword are united.
As for transcending the momentary realm and reaching a speed where the sword is faster than the heart, then
In Japan's tens of thousands of years of history, only one person's swordsmanship has reached this level, and that is Tsukahara Isshin, the founder of Ichitachi and one of the swordsmen of Japan.
Only by having no thoughts or thoughts can one surpass the limit and make the sword faster than thoughts. This is also the ultimate state of swordsmanship that all swordsmen strive for.
So, when Konoe Marin once again recalled the battle just now,
The battle always lasts for sixteen seconds, and one of the fifteen seconds is Minamoto no Yorikou moving, but the abominable Pork Chop Rice Witch only moved at the last moment.
She is not even a sword, but a sword of her own body and a sword of the God of War.
so
"No thoughts, no thoughts? That pig chop girl is actually a great swordsman?"
The little policewoman's eyes widened in disbelief.
All swordsmen in Japan regard Tsukahara Isshin as a god, and Konoe Shinrin is no exception.
Then Pork Chop Girl is equal to Tsukahara Isshin is equal to God
Lord Kamisama actually likes to eat pork chop rice?
The little policewoman's brain is overloaded and is about to shut down.
"E, you kid can't get along with pork chop and rice, right? And don't look down on pork chop and rice. It's the most proud feature of our bureau. Xiaohui is a disciple of the God of Cooking. You are so stupid."
Konoe Maki was speechless. She couldn't bear it and punched this silly girl on the head with her fist, and then said this.
"But sister, why did the great swordsman with the pork chop look so slow in drawing his sword?"
The little policewoman was hit by the iron fist of her sister's love and covered her head, but she was still very confused in her heart.
Tsukahara Isshin-sama has been living in seclusion for many years. Konoe Marin has naturally never seen the legendary great swordsman wield a sword, but his elder sister is also a swordsman and she has seen her sister practice swordsmanship.
It is said that her sister's swordsmanship is so fast in her eyes that it is almost impossible to see clearly. If she were to observe her sister's battle, her eyes might not be able to keep up with her sister's speed.
But she could clearly see every detail of the big swordsman's sword attack just now, and it even felt like she was watching a slow-motion close-up, but in fact it was very fast, and this kind of perception was different from
The contradiction in reality made the little policewoman very confused.
"Maybe it's because I'm calm."
In fact, the director didn't understand very well, but he was embarrassed to show his timidity in front of his sister, so she had no choice but to express her guess.
As a swordsman, her guess has some reference value.
"Calm down?"
The little policewoman was even more puzzled.
"Well, you think Lady Dorothy is slow to draw her sword. That's because such a speed is just a casual sword move for the lady, and it doesn't mean that she is serious about drawing the sword. So, I'll give you that casual and lazy sword move.
The perception is slow.”
Konoe Maki said this, but looking at her sister's half-understanding look, she thought again.
"Do you know turtles? In fact, turtles can climb very fast, but when people think of turtles, they always subconsciously think that they are very slow."
"That's it."
Under her sister's wonderful metaphor, Konoe Marin suddenly understood, and then she realized something, and her beautiful big eyes widened again.
"Sister, that means that the great pork chop swordsman can actually be faster?"
Ah, two swords in one moment is not the limit? Then what is the limit of this guy?
The little policewoman was a little worried.
Then she received another iron fist of love from her elder sister.
"Please show some respect to Lady Dorothy, otherwise you deserve to be slashed with a sword. I can't stop that sword."
Konoe Maki scolded this stupid sister angrily.
Then, she raised her head and looked at Dorothy over there with complicated eyes.
In fact, she was also very curious about the limits of this foreign swordsman, and was it really Wu Nian Wu Xiang? She had actually seen Lord Tsukahara Isshin's sword, and it didn't seem so mysterious.
How should I put it? If swordsmanship is divided into sword skills and sword intention, then Tsukahara Isshin-sama's unintentional sword is already the ultimate in swordsmanship, and Dorothy-sama's sword just now is
Well, that simple sword was really a bit too plain and simple. It felt like it was just a simple slash. It was just the level of mortal swordsmanship. At this level of swordsmanship, she was as good as her, or even better.
But the terrifying thing about this sword is not the sword skill, but the sword intention.
The idea contained in that sword was too pure and too powerful, just like the power of the sun in the sky, its divine power was unstoppable.
In the concept of swordsmanship, the pursuit of sword skills is obscene, while the pursuit of sword intent is upscale, so it is said that
Probably, maybe, maybe, this Dorothy-sama’s swordsmanship level is higher than Tsukahara Isshin-sama?
When he thought of this possibility, the Director couldn't help but be stunned.
This is a bit outrageous.
But what did Lady Dorothy mean by her last question to Minamoto Yorimitsu just now?
Do you have a dream?
Does sword practice have anything to do with dreams?
Konoe Maki was a little puzzled, but she vaguely grasped the inspiration.
A deep feeling told her that the answer to this question was very important and related to her own future.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! So, do I have a dream?
The Director-General asked himself this question.
Then she fell silent.
Of course she had dreams and ideals, but she didn't dare to think about them casually. She was always looking for reasons to put them off and didn't dare to really start pursuing them.
After all, her dream is a bit treacherous, and there are too many things to worry about, and she really doesn't dare to act at will.
"Is this why I've never been able to break through?"
Konoe Marin sighed inwardly.
After a long time, she raised her head again, but there seemed to be fire burning in her eyes.
The Director looked gratefully in the direction of Dorothy. She thought she understood everything.
It's not too late to make amends.
It’s not too late to start chasing your dreams.
In fact, it was not just Konoe Maki who was asking himself at this time. The huge movement of the God of War had already attracted the attention of many powerful Japanese people, so Dorothy's last question was heard by everyone.
Everyone is reflecting.
Regarding the answer to this question, some people shook their heads and sighed, some were dismissive, and some, like Konoe Maki, had fire in their eyes.
A single spark can start a prairie fire.
On the other side, Dorothy didn't know what others were thinking. She just looked at the slowly collapsing castle tower in front of her, cheering in her heart.
Okay, I am the one who has demolished this building. No one can stop it. I just ask you, what can you do to stop this thousand-meter sword?
Although the Goblin King was a little bored because he couldn't enjoy himself to the fullest, the Otaku Witch was very proud of himself.
What source is Laiguang?
They are just bugs blocking her path to demolition, not worth mentioning.
only
"Ah, why is there a dungeon here?"
The God of War drew his sword, and Dorothy frowned as she looked at the scene in the huge sword pit.
