Vol 3 Chapter 112: Xeon Blade

The mysterious swordsman in black disappeared like this, leaving only a dull look of IWC.
No footprints were left on the ground, which immediately caused Wan Guotai to wonder whether he had practiced his sword for too long.
However, the man seemed to be real, because that knife left an indelible mark in the heart of IWC.
Who is he?
unimportant……
The important thing is that the knife he left ...
When I came to the huge rock, I touched the ice-cold stone with my hand, and I knew that the stone was much harder than it looked. At the same time, his heart became colder than this stone ...
This stone, which is taller than its own cottage and thicker than the round table, looks as if it has not changed, but the dense mountain rock suddenly cracks a fine line under the touch of IWC ...
The fine lines are gradually cracking, and the sound of "噌 噌" like a cracked ice layer is endless, reaching directly behind the rocks ...
Wan Guotai is not a fool. He knows clearly that this huge rock has been split in half by Situ Lingfeng.
The snow was heavier and the wind was colder, but IWC was sweating, sweating all over the body.
Is this an illusion? Or is it a knife?
Vigorous heartbeat made Wan Guotai feel completely powerless and panting for a moment. At this moment, he no longer seemed to be a young and vigorous swordsman who had just entered the rivers and lakes, but was about to die.
This is by no means an illusion, this is the sword technique.
The most direct knife!
In the memory of IWC, this knife was clearly visible, but he could not see the change of this knife--
Because that knife hasn't changed at all.
Although that knife has been seen by IWC in his life. The most amazing. The most terrible knife.
But that knife did not change.
That knife cut out. Simple, simple, and direct, but it has exerted the greatest power that a knife can give out!
Although this knife has not changed, it contains the essence of all the changes in the knife method.
Because the method used when this knife was shot, its strength, location, time, and speed are all precisely calculated, which can fully exert all his strength to the limit.
This knife is completely not a knife technique. But it surpassed all swordsmanship.
This is not a mysterious statement. Speed, method, and time can change the power of an object. This is the true meaning of martial arts, so martial arts can be played slowly and weakly, and weak and strong. If you can push the power of an object to the limit, you can also penetrate hard armor with a piece of grass.
At this time, Wan Guotai remembered a sentence that Ye Qingxuan said when he was joking: What is a trick and what is a trick in this world? It is the simplest and most direct move to the extreme.
Before I tried to practice the knife method myself, I was thinking about what kind of realm I would practice the [Wood Burning Knife Method], and what realm I would like to practice [Broken Knife Method] ...
But this idea. On this day, the mysterious swordsman seemed to be ordinary. Completely ended.
It turned out to be so straightforward.
It turned out that the most direct method was so severe.
From that moment, Wan Guotai was fascinated by this knife. He sat in the ice and snow for a day and night, and repeatedly repeated the perfect knife of Situ Lingfeng in his mind until he imprinted it on his soul. Without any slight deviation or error, he slowly got up and went down the mountain.
One day later, Wanguotai Fang returned with a few big knives, facing the stone left by Situ Lingfeng with a knife mark, and waved the knife perfectly in accordance with the knife imprinted in his mind, and waved again ...
All the days that followed, Cathay's terrifying concentration broke out again. For a long time, IWC has always been an ordinary youth in the eyes of human beings, and it is by no means a talented warrior. But today, his dedication tells people that hard work and perseverance are actually a very talented person, and they are no worse than those who claim to be clever.
Wan Guotai's three meals a day were delivered by Kunwushan's disciples. Naturally, the weird situation of Wan Guotai's daily sword toward the mountain stone was also spread around.
Several brothers of Wan Guotai also came to see what happened, but after several times of unsuccessful persuasion, he also had to go to practice blindly, knowing that the elder brother had come forward, most people couldn't persuade him.
Among the many Kunwu disciples, only after Xiao Yunfeng came up the mountain, he stood in front of the rock without any movement, and after moving down from the mountain, Xiao Yunfeng also began to have only one action while practicing martial arts, but Not a sword, but a sword stab—a stab at the sword.
As a result, everyone has said that the rocks on the back of the mountain are weird and can be stupid.
This is a rare red weeping cherry tree.
Sanada Ryuhiko was lying on the lawn under the weeping cherry trees, and his famous knife "Raiche" was left aside by him casually.
Hold your hands and put them under the back of your head. A blooming red weeping cherry came into view, as if even my heart was full of flowers.
"Ah! At this time, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming like this, but unfortunately, they have not caught up with the Kyoto Spring."
With a little sigh of admiration, Sanada Ryohiko stared blankly at the sky where the red cherry blossoms were missing.
A breeze blew through, and the sakura blossoms were blown down a bit, blowing in the wind, bringing a scent of fragrance.
The cherry blossoms are so beautiful that they only open once a year. When they are in full bloom, they seem to understand the impermanence of life. They would rather burn out vigorously. They only want to live brilliantly instead of living for a while.
This is what Masako said, and also in such a brilliant spring.
Sanada Ryuhiko closed his eyes, and his thoughts, as the cherry blossoms filled the sky, returned to the back mountain of Sakura Rain Shrine.
He also lay on the grass like this, and let Yazi find him without moving.
Masako did not expect Long Yan to lie there.
"Long Yanjun is really annoying. Since he is waiting for the young girl, he is lying down like this." Instead of saying he is too polite and insulted, it is better to say that he hates Long Yan's sleeping face. In Masako's living environment, she could not get used to the posture of a man lying down.
Not far from Long Yan, there were four or five shrine maidens. They opened a multi-layer square wooden box while chatting. They are all 50- or 60-year-old women. Perhaps Long Yan felt kind to these women, first sitting next to them and then lying down.
Thinking about it this way, Masako could not help laughing, but her face flew into a flush. She just stood and did not wake Long Yan. And also want to leave Long Yan ... Masako has never seen a man sleeping.
As soon as they came to the entrance of the west corridor, the red weeping cherry trees came into their eyes, and they immediately felt the scenery of spring. This is the real spring! Even the drooping slender branches are clustered with red yae sakura. A flower cluster like this is not so much a flower on a tree as a flower covered with branches.
"I really want to see all the flowers." This was the wish that Masako had said.
Today I was going to spend the Spring Festival with Masako and his mother ...
It's really annoying. She will be sent to such a remote place by Masako's father, and it will be two years since then. There is no intention to leave, so just stay strange.
I really miss the cherry blossoms and tea in my hometown ...
Sanada sighed again with a sigh, slowly sat up, grabbed the sword "Raiche" beside her, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "I hate being peered, you ninjas can't be as close as normal humans. What? Next time, sneaky, be careful to cut your head with me ... "
As the cherry blossoms rolled, a female warrior wearing a cherry kimono appeared in the vicinity of Long Yan, as if she had been standing there all the time, Yingying fell on her knees, and gave a gift, listening to a ray of sweetness and softness that no words could describe. The female voice said slowly: "Sakura Xue has seen Master Long Yan, the news from Hirano Lang, the Chinese connector has been connected, and is now staying with Hirano Lang and others, but ..."
"Hmm? Don't you want to spit ..." Sanada Ryohiko hated mystery as much as he hated.
The woman continued: "However, Hirano's promise was not fulfilled. The Chinese warrior's request to kill the character was quite troublesome, and even Saruto was seriously injured. Hiranoro wanted to call Master Longyan to come and join him. Chinese warriors against the Chinese. "
"It's rare that Hiranoro will contact me actively, and it seems that the strength of the other party is really beyond his imagination." Sanada Ryohiko stood up, shoved a grass stem into his mouth, smiled handsomely, and said, "Your conspiracy I'm not included in the trick, but you can rest assured that if the opponent is really difficult to deal with, then leave it to me. However, I stated in advance that I will be upright with the opponent, your conspiracy tricks are best to leave I stay away. If it hinders me, I don't mind taking your head off before killing each other ... "
Sanada Ryohiko turned and left ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Cherry blossoms falling. Among the greenery in the mountains, there are one or two trees that have not withered, but look a little farther away, but don't have a flavor.
According to the previous situation, the sanctuary has a radius of five kilometers, and there is a huge arena in the middle. The range is more than 500 meters. Private battles are not allowed within the sanctuary range. Man, there is only one ending, that is death.
Each sanctuary has a playing field. Only here can fair play. Everyone can use a "crystal shield" as a bet to participate in the game. In addition to getting the opponent's star, the winner can spend eight hours in the sanctuary, while others have only one hour to rest.
Ye Qingxuan, who kept repeating these messages in his mind, was completely shocked when he saw the first shelter of the "Wulin Holy Land."
I rely!
This tmd is a sanctuary! ? (To be continued ...)
ps: fourth more.