Scold...... It's really messy. ”

Dr. Wu sat in front of the huge surveillance screen, looking at the area in front of him that had lost signal one after another, and only a cloud of snowflakes was left and chuckled softly.

In the screen, each frame represents the scope monitoring of a simulated area, such as the uninhabited city where Han Fei and the hidden snake fought, or the Japanese-style courtyard dojo where the lonely gate and the new no-draw knife were fighting, all of which were perfect replica sites built by Dr. Wu in order to conduct some test experiments to collect data, but just now, after the lonely door slashed out that huge knife light, more than a dozen simulated fields on the same plane with it lost news at the same time, not only the monitoring was destroyed, but even all the manipulable things in the field were cut off from power.

It stands to reason that it must be an irritating bad thing for someone to recklessly destroy something that has been created with a lot of resources and energy, but judging from Dr. Wu's current state, it seems that he is more concerned about the thin back of the knife in the screen, and in his eyes, a strange longing is gradually spreading......

............

Lone Gate held the long knife and slowly got up, then raised his hand and gently clenched his fist on the blade, a force that was not light or heavy reverberated between the blades, the sword roared gradually, and countless fragmented insect corpses sticking to it were directly shaken down, and then, Lone Gate leaned down to pick up the bone sheath, and slowly contained the village in it. At the same time, behind the lonely door, the sword drawn in a kneeling posture stayed in place, and his eyes moved down slightly, only to see that with the echo of the sword in the sheath, at the position of his abdomen, a seemingly superficial straight knife mark gradually extended horizontally, until the moment when the lonely door merged the scabbard, this huge knife mark that almost spanned the entire waist of the old man began to splash out the swarm of worms that were wriggling in it, and dense black poisonous insects rushed and fled like a waterfall in it.

"Well done, Lonedoor. The old man looked back slightly, at the position of his neck, the wound that cut his throat had been temporarily repaired, perhaps because he couldn't feel the pain, his limbs were all cut off, and his abdomen was irreparably damaged. ”

"Teacher......" The corners of his narrow eyes trembled slightly, and he was silent for a long time, and then walked in front of the remnants of the sword and the remnants of the sword, and then knelt down on his knees without hesitation, "Teacher, I have one thing, no matter what, I have to ask the teacher clearly." ”

"Needless to say, the old man knows what you want to ask. The old man raised his broken wrist and made a gesture to stop, and then, barely supporting his body, he sat up straight, and said slowly, "You want to know, why...... I'm going to bow down to [Him] and be willing to be a slave, right?"

"Exactly. Gumen lowered his head and clenched his kneeling knees with both hands, "I don't understand, why the unparalleled number one sword saint in the world, the strongest person among the human race, would be so willing to fall!

The cloudy eyes stared at the sky, and then slowly closed, a long sigh gradually drifted away, after thinking for a long time, the old man quietly opened his eyes, and then said hoarsely-

"Because of timidity. ”

"What......" Gumen raised his head suddenly, he had expected many answers before, but apparently this word had never appeared in his consideration, after all, who would have expected that the dignified Sword Demon, the only Sword Saint in the old era, would say the self-proclaimed "cowardice"?

"Gumen, do you remember that when you and I first met, the old man had not used the sword weapon for a long time? I once told you that I no longer picked up the [Mountain Ghost Mourning] because there was no longer anyone in the world who was qualified to be worthy of my sword? That was the old man who lied to you. His beard trembled slightly, and the old man and Gumen's shocked eyes met each other, and then immediately parted, "In fact, since then, the old man has lost his sword heart. ”

"At the peak of my swordsmanship, my heart also reverberated with the blood of a man like you, at that time, the world was in full swing, and the axis of evil began to appear minions, in order to curb the growth of its power, the old man issued a document on the world, gathered all the swordsmen in the world, and prepared to attack the hinterland of the axis with the power of ten thousand swords, and killed the three alien leaders of the axis country with the decapitation of elite soldiers, however, I was too naïve. ”

The wrinkled corners of his eyes trembled slightly, recalling those dusty pasts, even if he drew his sword, he couldn't help but be shocked by the smell of blood contained in it, "Fifteen minutes, the eighteen thousand four hundred and thirty-seven invited swordsmen, only fifteen minutes later, were easily wiped out by the alien soldiers guarding there, and we didn't even need to use any of the three leaders, our sword skills, in the face of those overwhelming power and strange abilities, were completely reduced to a joke." I watched those famous swords being broken and shattered one by one, and I watched those swordsman ronins who bore the name of ancient swordsmanship being torn apart one by one, and then I ...... Fled. ”

"Since I learned the sword, all the battles I have experienced have ended in overwhelming victories, whether it is the bandits rampant in the township, or the heads of the major avenues, no one can beat the sword in my hand, [Xinfu Daozhai has no defeat]. However, I flinched in the face of those unprecedented enemies, I was not afraid of death, but I rejected the possibility of fighting to the death from the bottom of my heart, and the long-term overwhelming victory poisoned me and made me fear the coming of defeat. ”

Drawing Daozhai raised his head, and then smiled desolately, "Yes, I successfully avoided the possibility of defeat in the desperate battle, and kept the false name of [Undefeated], but so what? My sword and life have lost their meaning, and I am no longer qualified to pull out my [Mountain Ghost Mourning]. ”

"Teacher......" Gumen knelt in front of the remnants of the knife and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.

"Until I met you, Lonedoor. As soon as the words turned, the old man's cloudy eyes converged on his disciple's body again, "Your appearance makes me feel that I have found another reason to survive, as a sinner who has made kendo almost extinct in this world, I entrust all my skills to you, I hope you can pass on kendo again in this land, so that the faith of those brave and fearless swordsmen can be inherited, but ...... I underestimate your ambition, you are destined not to be an ornamental knife on a shelf, but a war knife that can be carved between flesh and bones at any time, and one day, you will surely die on the battlefield with a satisfied smile. After learning this, I was suddenly afraid, there was nothing to atone for my sins, and I was about to die of old age, and I had no way and time to dedicate thousands of swordsmanship to the world. ”

And it was then that [He] appeared before me.

"The terms of your exchange with him...... Is it just lifespan?" Gumen's pupils shook, and there was nothing to describe the shock in his heart at this time.

"That's right...... As long as I live, I will be a walking [sword], and the glory of the 18,437 swordsmen will not be dissipated in this world, however, for the sake of this desire to atone for my sins, I have turned into a demon and killed more innocent people, what a ...... What a sad life. Drawing the sword Zhai smiled silently, and then, he raised his head and said to Gumen, "Thank you, Gumen, let the old man really gamble on everything in the end, and also put an end to my vain [undefeated] myth, your existence also proves one thing, that is, kendo will never stop there, very good, very good...... Now, the old man has only one last request for you. ”

The mutilated body was forced to sit up straight in a kneeling manner, and a look of relief and determination appeared on the face of the knife drawer, he raised his head slightly, and then slowly said to the lonely door word by word-

"For my wicked sake, confess your mistakes. ”

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