The black-clothed swordsman only had two words that were concise and clear, and there was no superfluous nonsense or polite words. \ "Well, here we are."
Ye Daifei nodded, from this concise sentence of communication, she had a preliminary impression of this black-clothed swordsman, this is probably a concise and efficient person.
Only people with this kind of character can more easily pursue the extreme of force.
The girl walked up to him and stood still, and after thinking about it, her heart suddenly moved, in addition to the Kuriyama Mirai card that she had used in the morning, the remaining three transformation cards that could be used were suddenly broken, and a pale green light appeared on her body.
A short time later, a girl with short shoulder-length black hair and a heroic double knife appeared in the practice room.
Mikasa form.
The reason why she wants to become Mikasa is naturally to be able to better observe and experience, at this moment, she is at the peak of the first level of purification, and her physical qualities such as reflex nerves are much stronger than the body of the early stage of the transcendent second level.
Ye Daifei noticed one thing, but the man standing opposite her during the entire transformation process just now did not show even the slightest hint of surprise on his face, only indifference and calmness.
This kind of state where the heart is like stopping water and not being disturbed by external factors, Ye Daifei sighs to herself that it is far inferior.
This is a swordsman with strong psychological qualities.
Silently adding a sentence in her heart, she inserted the double knife into the groove, and then bowed respectfully, raised her head and said, "Please also ask the seniors to teach." ” Although the other party looks very ordinary, there is nothing outstanding on his body, but since he is the person invited by Teacher Solingya, how can it be ordinary Can't judge a book by its cover.
On weekdays, a dying old man who walks side by side with you may be a flying powerhouse, so for the seniors, the respect they should have must not be less.
"You have encountered a bottleneck in cultivating sword qi techniques," the black-clothed swordsman asked directly.
Ye Daifei nodded obediently, "Yes, senior, I checked it repeatedly, and there were no mistakes, but I just couldn't do it." ” "Regarding this aspect, it's a pity that I don't have anything to teach you, and I can't teach you, if I do, it will only limit your future achievements, and the path I take may not be suitable for you."
The black-clothed swordsman lifted his sword and stood up, his eyes looked at her, and he seemed to be loose without focus, and said lightly: "Therefore, what you want to know, I can only let you feel it most directly once, that's all, I can't talk about advice at all." ” There's nothing to teach, what does that mean Ye Daifei couldn't help but be stunned, and a trace of doubt rose in her heart, but after opening her mouth, she still didn't say anything, just lowered her head and stretched out her hand to him and made a gesture of invitation, "Please." ” Since Teacher Solinya found it, it should be very reliable "Look, I'll only demonstrate it once."
The black-clothed swordsman nodded, and then slowly raised the pitch-black longsword in his hand.
And at this moment, his original temperament was unremarkable, and his eyes changed suddenly.
Sharp, cold, and arrogant, it was as if all living beings were ants except himself At this moment, even the surrounding air is stagnant "This" Ye Daifei, who was standing in front of him, naturally noticed this for the first time, her face changed slightly, and a trace of shock flashed in her eyes.
Obviously, one second he was just an ordinary passerby, but the next second he instantly became a proud and strong man who regarded human life like a mustard If she hadn't seen the change in the temperament of this black-clothed swordsman with her own eyes, she really couldn't imagine that it was the same person before and after It's just a disguise, and that's what he really looks like And "It's such a terrible pressure" Ye Daifei looked at him with a solemn expression and raised the sword, a trace of cold sweat unconsciously broke out on her forehead, obviously the other party had not made any attack moves, but she had already taken a step forward from his body, to be precise, from the sword, she felt a coercion that made it difficult to breathe buzzing The sound of swords seemed to sound in her ears, but there seemed to be a dead silence all around, and the huge contrast made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
When the sword was raised to the highest point by the black-clothed swordsman, suddenly, the sword shadow aimed at Ye Daifei's head and slashed it off swish In the air, an all-engulfing darkness flashed.
But its speed is not fast, it is only equivalent to a transcendent fifth-level powerhouse with all his strength, with the strength of Ye Daifei's current transformation into the peak of the first level of purification, it can be easily dodged. but “” Ye Daifei's eyes widened, watching the black sword blade get closer and closer to her, closer and closer.
She wanted to dodge, but she felt as cold as falling into an ice cave, and it was extremely difficult to even move her fingers, let alone dodge sideways; His feet were so heavy that he couldn't move at all.
If there is one sentence to describe her feelings, it is as if there is an extremely lonely, arrogant supreme and powerful man standing in front of her, stretching out a pair of invisible giant hands to grab her and make her unable to move for half a minute This feeling is somewhat similar to the original Chongqing's change of direction to freeze her in place, but it is qualitatively different.
The former is physical, while now this one is more like spiritual, and the two are not the same level at all.
Now, Ye Daifei, who has experienced several life-and-death battles, once again feels that death is so close to her, but this time is definitely the clearest one.
Ye Daifei's brain was blank for a while, and she didn't know if a minute or an hour had passed, in short, when she started thinking again, the black sword shadow had stopped.
The sharp blade hovered less than a centimeter away from the tip of her nose, and between her snorts, the girl could even feel her breath being cut by the terrible blade and flying over the sides of the sword.
"That's what you want to know about sword qi.
I've already told you something, as for whether you can comprehend it" The black-clothed swordsman withdrew his sword, and his temperament suddenly changed back to the ordinary appearance that Ye Daifei saw at the beginning, and then twisted his wrist and inserted the blade into the scabbard on his waist, and walked away, passing by the girl who was still stunned in place, and after a while, he walked out of the practice room and disappeared from Ye Daifei's sight, leaving only a sentence.
"It's All Your Own Creation" It was only at this time that Ye Daifei came back to her senses, she "kicked and kicked" and took a few steps back to hold on to the wall, panting while recalling Fang Cai's feelings, and a palpitation couldn't help but appear on her face.
What exactly is that general feeling of being locked in: