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With a casual mutter, the guard reluctantly straightened up, while the guard next to him fell asleep, and after a while, a faint snoring sound was heard.

Call......

A yin wind blew, and the awake guards couldn't help but shiver.

"Hell, it's a hundred meters underground here, how can there be wind?"

"Hmm......"

Suddenly, the sleeping guard next to him made a faint sound, and the expression on his face distorted.

"This guy still has nightmares, I thought he would just sleep until dawn. ”

"Hmm, hmm...... Hmmm......"

But as time passed, the sleeping guards groaned louder and louder, and their hands and feet kicked wildly.

Jingling...... Bite......

What was that?

The guard suddenly heard a small sound coming from the impregnable gate behind him.

It's like ...... After the glass was heated to a certain temperature, there was a sound of cracking, and there was a continuous wind around it.

The guard began to feel that something was wrong, and he quickly shook the guard who was having nightmares next to him, but the strange thing was that no matter how he shook, the person in front of him could only let out a faint whine.

A hint of weirdness crept into the guard's heart, and his mind remembered the solemn look in the captain's eyes when he confessed that he "must not sleep".

Let's run.

An inexplicable fear tended for the guard to run out, but he was stunned for a moment as he looked at his increasingly struggling companions on the ground.

"I will definitely ask him to have a big meal when I go back this time. ”

Thinking like this, the guard gritted his teeth, picked it up anyway, and ran outside.

The path leading to the outside of this chamber is an upward staircase, and from below, the light from above is not visible at all.

"Hell, what the hell is going on today. ”

The guard ran upwards with all his strength, and the strange wind blowing behind him from time to time and the frightened moans of his companions in his ears made his heart pound.

Soon, you will be at the gate soon, as long as you open the gate, you can call for help from the guards outside.

At this moment, the person who had been struggling on the back of the guard suddenly stopped moving, and the moaning also stopped.

"How's it going, it's better......"

The guard turned his head to look and saw a blank face and a pair of dark eyes.

"Heavenly ...... It's dark. ”

What the?

Before the guard could hear what his companion was saying, he felt a feeling of sleepiness welling up in his heart.

So sleepy......

This feeling of sleepiness is like a flood, and no matter how much one struggles in it, it is in vain.

The door in front of him opened as soon as he pushed it, but the guards didn't have the strength.

At least...... Will this.

The guard held on to the last of his strength and walked to the alarm button on the wall.

At least...... Press this down......

Honk...... Honk...... Honk!

The moment the alarm rune sounded, the guard only felt his eyelids sink and plunge into darkness.

What, what's going on? Is it dark?

"Darkness...... Here it comes. ”

……

War College, the backyard of Villa Lines.

Whew, whew!

The sharp long knife continued to swing out, turning the leaves that fell in front of him into half and half.

By this time, the moon had climbed overhead, and the lights of the War College had dimmed.

It's late at night.

But Ali's practice didn't stop.

Faster, faster, as long as you swing your sword faster, you'll be stronger, but how strong do you have to be to beat Lines?

"Your attack has no killing intent at all. ”

"You're dishonoring your teacher. ”

"What do you use to prove your Ionian spirit?"

Lanes's words echoed in Ali's mind, and the sword in her hand couldn't help but speed up a little.

"There is no point in training like this. ”

Suddenly, a voice came from the tree overhead.

Before Ali could raise her head, she suddenly felt a flower in front of her, and a figure appeared in front of her, and at the same time, a strong force came from her hand holding the sword, and when she came back to her senses, the long knife in her hand had been picked up and stuck upside down in the dirt.

"Mood determines strength, if you keep holding this kind of practice attitude, I guarantee that you will not defeat that guy named Lines in your life. ”

"You...... Who are you?"

Ali hurriedly picked up the sword beside her, held it in her hand, took two steps back, and shouted.

Obviously, in the middle of the night, a person suddenly appeared in front of a girl and said something very difficult to understand, and normal girls would be alert.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions. ”

The figure untied the wine gourd, poured a sip into his mouth, leaned against the tree and spoke slowly.

"If you had to know who I am...... You can call me Yasuo. ”

Yasuo?

Ali instantly found information about Yasuo from her memory.

Murder, defection, cannibalism, the shame of wind swordsmanship.

When she first heard that the genius of the Wind Sword Technique had defected, Ali was very surprised.

"You...... Are you really Yasuo?"

"Why, isn't it like?"

Yasuo glanced at Ali out of the corner of his eye and said casually.

"Feeling...... Yasuo should be the kind of person who wears a hat, wears black, covers his face, and has a fierce face. ”

"Hehe, isn't that a murderer in a drama?"

Hearing Ali's description, Yasuo couldn't help but laugh, and then hung up the wine gourd and straightened up.

"Murderers or murderers...... Whatever you want, but I'm here today, I just can't stand you being bullied by that guy named Lines. ”

Hearing Yasuo's words, Ali's face couldn't help but turn red, and the appearance of the day appeared in her mind again, and she couldn't help but tighten her collar subconsciously.

"You, are you going to teach Lines a lesson for me?"

"Of course not, I don't have the word "lesson" in my dictionary. ”

As he spoke, Yasuo's long knife stabbed forward suddenly, and a fierce sword wind rose out of thin air and blew towards a clearing, and all the leaves and stones along the way were swept into the air, and then they shattered as if they had been cut by a sharp blade.

What's even more surprising is that she is obviously some distance away from Yasuo, but Ali still feels a sharp murderous aura emanating from Yasuo's body, making it impossible for her to look directly.

"See, this is the gap between you and me, not in terms of speed, but in determination. ”

Yasuo waved his knife and said to Ali.

"Your foundation can be described as a rock, swinging your sword and pace are to the most standard level, but I want to tell you that there are thousands of such swordsmen in the world, but they are all third-rate swordsmen without exception. ”

Hearing Yasuo's words, Ali felt a wave of grievance rise in her heart.

From childhood to adulthood, only words such as "Tianzhong talent" and "future swordsmanship master" have surrounded him, and no one has ever used the word "third-rate" to describe himself.

"So, according to you, what makes a first-class swordsman?"