There are two kinds of swords in this world, one is called the sword of things and the other is called the sword of the heart.

There are two people here, so that two swords, one has a heart sword, and the other does not, as far as I am concerned, there is a heart sword, so that it can be worthy of the word "swordsman".

The sword of the heart is practice.

Naturally, a swordsman is a person who regards the sword as a lifelong pursuit, moves forward on the road to becoming stronger, is never satisfied with the present, and regards everything he has experienced now as a scenery along the way.

They are "visitors" who always walk on the road, never stop, and proudly call their persistence "Kenshin", also known as "Heart Sword".

Mercer was a swordsman.

He has the pride of being a swordsman, and the faith that sustains his progress.

Countless times in the darkness alone until dawn, countless times in the battle of gambling his life, this extremely pure swordsmanship seeker, there is no impurity in his heart, there are very few things that can have a place in his heart, so he is paranoid about these remaining things, paranoid like a madman.

Albert and Mercer are certainly not people.

He has no sharpness of the sword, no cultivation of the mind, no talent for the body, no fervent madness, only the mind, the experience, the ideas of his past lives, and the mind that can be completely silent to the point of the ethereal.

But his sword is stronger than that of a swordsman.

Boom ————

The palpitating sound of metal grinding pierced the silence of the alley.

When they expressed their opinion to each other that the battle should end earlier, the decisive battle immediately entered the white-hot stage, there was no time to speak, there was no time to think about it, and any impact and distraction could bring destruction and death.

It's all just in the lightning.

The sword of the young man of the warrior rank is very vicious, it is the kind of righteous and bright yin poison, the angle is tricky, and he constantly unloads his strength to bypass the frontal attack.

This is a sword based on the friction stream, some kind of small faction in the western part of the empire, but it is small, it does not mean weak.

He was like a bone-eating viper, a nimble and agile bird, and when the warrior confirmed that he did not have the upper hand in skill and that his strength was only evenly matched, he chose to take the sword to the side, gradually weakening the enemy.

The aftermath of the fierce fighting was shattered, and even the windows in the alleyway were shattered.

"Bell!" metal collided, sparks flying.

They are swift as the wind.

Albert showed no signs of being weakened with physical exertion.

He remained overrun.

The blank eyes stared at the target like a camera, spreading and contracting, and the combat instinct and muscle memory completely kept up with the vicious and vicious rhythm, and in the midst of change, the moves were both offensive and defensive.

He faced Mercer's offensive coldly and calmly, without leaking, advancing and retreating freely.

Victory beckoned to him.

The situation is very good, well, Huang Xudong thinks so too.

But Albert wasn't perfect.

Mercer seized the opportunity for a moment, when the wizard launched an attack and the castration was not exhausted, the weakest moment of defense, it was too late to open the wizard's cover, he counterattacked, the warrior would die, and if he did not fight back, standing in place, he would also die.

He didn't want to die.

So he stepped back.

And in a life-and-death battle, any decision can change the tide of battle.

Now he had the option to open the Wizard Hood, and he currently had plenty of time to build magic and activate runes, but once he used the Wizard Hood, the melee was half useless.

The original intention of this magic is to build a safe enough dual-use protective shield for the beast and demon, as for where the attack comes from inside and outside... First of all, physical attacks are not considered, completely open the shield and let the sword pass through the shield without being blocked and cut the enemy, that is impossible, the only remaining option is magic, people can freely attack the opposite direction of themselves, in the inside can attack outside, in the outside can attack inside.

However, ordinary magic, with the current preparation time, would have hurt the top level, which was quite easy in ancient times.

In modern times, the comprehensive attainments of the fighters are enough to ensure that such a short distance and time are not disturbed and attacked to the extent that they can only defend.

The melee class is and will never be defeated by the Wizard.

But their many complexities and tens of millions of techniques are also improving with the times.

The special social membership structure makes martial arts skills at most popular because of peace, and most of the young people in the impetuous era of peace no longer practice hard.

That's impossible.

So he lost the opportunity.

Mercer then took advantage of the victory to pursue, and he dodged again.

At this step, the madman was too obsessed with the imminent victory, and he showed his flaws.

The male witch took the opportunity to stagger the parts that could lead to the loss of combat effectiveness with a very small range of movements, and turned against the army.

"Sneer————"

Then the form is reversed again.

Mercer's shoulder blades reached the center of his chest, and a huge scarlet wound was bleeding, and Albert was only pierced in his right forearm.

Judgment from above.

But that kind of injury still didn't seem to affect him, or it might have pushed him to a hurry, and the warrior further stimulated the power of qi and blood, and the rich red light and veins surrounded him, and he exploded.

"Bell Bell ————"

What followed was a series of insanely chaotic attacks.

There was no move at all, and it couldn't hurt him, but as the old saying goes, if you punch the master to death, he must retreat in such a fierce attack.

So he stepped back.

Then the attack intensified, as if his purpose was to make him retreat.

No, his goal was really to ask him to retreat, to retreat to the position he had prepared in the plan, the instinct in his head, indicating that it was extremely dangerous, Albert suddenly realized something.

When?!

It's one-eyed and mute.

They barely recovered some strength, the mute man was responsible for throwing, the one-eyed output was coordinated, and the power of the two of them was infused with qi and blood power, and they launched their own Qiankun throw!

If you don't stop it, die!

But it's easy to block, but it's just a good situation, and it's going to be lost again.

But in the current situation, is there still a choice?

He swung his sword in response.

The broken greatsword was knocked away, Mercer's bloodshot eyes showed a hint of a smile, the power ran through his body, he began to accumulate strength at the moment of the sneak attack, and the preparation had already reached the extreme, and when they looked at each other, Albert understood what he wanted to say to him:

This time, it was me who won.

He swung his sword.

The infinitely close to the perfect horizontal slash, a sword that is integrated into all its understanding and attainments.

It's not flashy, it's not huge.

But seizing the most perfect opportunity, with the most labor-saving and highest-utilization method, even the heart was settled, and Mercer, with the will to be infinitely close to nothingness, slashed out an unavoidable blow.

There's no way he's going to dodge.

A move that incorporates all the skills and minds, but it's not something that can be dodged casually.

Good move.

Good fit.

There was a hint of approval in his eyes, then he became firm again, the enemy showed his sword, and now it was his turn.

But, that's not enough.

He also wielded his own lore.

The wind blows, kills, in this silent dark alley, countless lines of sight peek out from the corner, light, shadow, agitated blood and blood.

Staggered duo.

Time seemed to be suspended for both of them.

Then, with a violent gasp, Mercer collapsed, blood glittering, dim, and finally stopped.

The winner is decided.

"Three stabs and one stab, at the same time..."He saw Albert's sword clearly, it was bright and bright, and he did not shy away from the sword path, but he was completely unable to resist and retreat, "How are you?!"

"As long as it's fast enough. ”

It's so fast that a blunt knife can cut through a boulder, so fast that the wind can't catch up, so fast that no one can keep up.

As long as my sword is fast enough.

The tattered blood-stained black trench coat was swaying slightly, and he carried a few people on his back, hiding his expression deep in the shadows.

"I've been preparing for today. ”

"Now, the victory is mine. ”

He walked straight forward, and this time, no one could stop him:

"From today onwards, you don't know me, and I don't know you, so I have nothing to do with it. ”

Tangled, angry, remorseful, several expressions intertwined on his face, but in the end, calm, and morbid, trying to suppress his blush.

"Sure enough, you are. ”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted, and Albert gestured to him to shut up: "I said, I don't know you, from now on, we are no longer brothers." ”

Mercer collapsed, laughing out loud, laughing maniacally, laughing until he spasmed and convulsed.

His figure disappeared around the corner of the alleyway.

......

Albert stood in an extremely hidden position, the blankness in his eyes disappeared, bright and attentive again, and then he coughed violently, and a hint of fishy sweetness overflowed the tip of his tongue, which was swallowed raw, which was the sequelae caused by the self-hypnosis unlocking of the limiter.

Thankfully, if you have time, you'll be able to recover perfectly.

He leaned against the wall with his right hand, cautiously walking in the direction of his memory return, he was fragile now.

Very fragile.

Those people from the government should be coming to themselves.

Just as planned.

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"Are you sure we'll be fine if we open it now?" the man in military uniform looked at the technicians next to him with suspicion, "This is the second time." ”

"Rest assured, at least you should trust the academic qualifications of the ninth graduating class of our military academy, we can't do anything there. The young man in casual clothes wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and squeezed out a confident smile, "We have successfully simulated its natural frequency radiation signal. ”

"As long as our launcher is still working, even if it is violently demolished this time, it will not explode!"

"Please at least trust our professionalism. ”

The three technical unlocking staff have already confirmed, and they all believe that this unlock has been successful, and all that is needed now is the courage to manually open it without letting the mental power cause possible rune interference in the box.

Anyway, several people successively stated that they did give the man in military uniform a little confidence in the success of unlocking, and he let out a long breath:

"Okay, open!"

Then retreat to a corner of the room under the extremely disdainful gaze of the three of them, and silently open the [Wizard Cover].

Unpacking must continue, they looked at each other, and the leader said: "I'll count three two one, open together." "Okay. "Hmm. ”

"Three. ”

The heart beats faster and the knuckles are white.

"II. ”

Breathing rapidly, a few drops of cold sweat quietly oozed from his forehead.

"One!"

Smack.

The box was opened, what was inside?Daily necessities, and the information that Shangfeng wanted, electromagnetic series weapons?Or energy conversion [Matrix] series?

Thinking like this, I opened the lid and saw that it was:

Another box!

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