Although the little boy in front of him seemed to be as lethal as those weak ice flowers, the uncle still held his right hand tightly on the handle of the knife, which is the so-called habit. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I've heard of it."

The boy spoke, and he was absolutely confident in his field, so he seemed casual.

"In this era of science, there are many ancient inheritance of the sword after learning the texture, only to really carry forward the swordsmanship of their own school, because it is rumored that the pioneers of those swordsmanship once touched the edge of the sword with the way of the sword, although it seems nothing now, but at that time, every swordsman who created the school was undoubtedly a person of outstanding talent, and their sword skills were regarded as impossible fabrications, until the birth of the texture, finally someone cut out those schools again"

The uncle's expression was solemn, these rumors about kendo were something he was very familiar with, because he himself was the inheritor of a sword theory, and he was quite touched to hear these from other people's mouths at the moment, but...

First of all, use the most ordinary sword skills to fight first, although the enemy is small, you can't be careless.

No matter what kind of swordsmanship genre, the most important thing is the inner strength of people, Mount Tai collapses and does not change, and the sword is sharp and hidden in the sheath.

"So, what kind of genre are you, uncle? Such as!

The excited boy seemed to have found the best prey for him, the sharp eyes of the other party made his fighting spirit more and more high, his right hand grasped in the air, as if accumulating strength, and the flowers around him began to tremble with this movement, and the cold was overwhelming.

This kind of cold will affect my speed...

The uncle solemnly stared at the boy in front of him, this has nothing to do with strength or weakness, just out of respect.

"After all, he is still a layman, and there is no comparison between the innate talent texture and the sword theory! The abstract texture that can only be mastered through tens of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of slashes, is by no means something that I use, you can see! Moreover, to deal with you, it is far from using my sword theory."

"Well, then you can use your sword to defeat me, come on!"

The boy waved his palm angrily, and countless ice flowers fell from around him towards the uncle, and the cold air almost cut through the limbs like a sword.

"I see, that's why the ability is cold? The power you have is indeed very strong, but you yourself are too weak, just like these weak ice flowers, although they release a terrifying cold, but as long as I break them slightly, they will break."

A buzzing sword roar sounded, and a cold katana was pulled out of its sheath little by little, and sword qi sharper than the cold poured out of the scabbard.

A strange phenomenon appeared between the two of them, two air currents that were like cold air and sword qi carried the ice and snow in the sky and hedged together.

The uncle stared at the tip of the sword, through which he saw the location of his enemy, and his heart fell silent.

The boy's eyes were full of anger, and his cold aura was actually blocked by such an ethereal thing as sword qi, which made it difficult for him to accept the arrogance.

"No kidding! An old swordsman like you! An old fellow who should have been abandoned by the times a long time ago! How could he be my opponent!

All the nearby ice flowers rioted, surrounding the sharp swordsman, and at the same time, the sword in his hand also spun at an incredible speed, and he stepped through the heavy cold barrier with him.

One arc of light, two arcs of light... Three Ways: Four Ways: A total of ten arcs of light, exactly.. It's the number of Juheten, and the time has only passed for a moment.

The boy remained motionless, looking at the blade raised to his neck.

The image of the samurai crossing the sea of ice and snow and the glittering sword shook his heart, as if he had seen the former founder of swordsmanship slash through the era.

Behind the samurai, there is a road of remnants paved with countless withered flowers.

"This... Is it the sword theory?"

Is this really powerful?

"No, it's just the most ordinary sword move, kendo will never be outdated in any era, because it doesn't just emphasize the sword, the most important thing is the human heart, although you already have the power on the surface, but the inner cultivation is far from enough, and... Keep exercising."

The uncle finally put away the sword in his hand, laughed cheerfully, and touched the watch on the boy's wrist silently with one left hand.

"You are still very young, and you still have a lot of time to move forward, unlike me, a useless uncle, who can only go to this point in his life, the next time I see you, you will definitely be stronger than me"

"As long as the heart becomes stronger... Will my chill get stronger?"

The boy blocked the uncle's palm, but did not resist, just wanted to ask if he could become so strong too.

"Whether it's cold or sword qi, as long as it's the breath released by a person, it will definitely resonate with your heart, and the strength of your heart will undoubtedly enhance your strength."

The uncle answered the boy's question seriously, and then pressed the protective button on the boy's watch.

A light lit up, and the pensive boy was broken down into textured forms and teleported back to the previous teleportation machine.

The uncle put away his sword and continued to walk in the arena...

"Do you understand?"

At the live broadcast location, everyone looked at this long-awaited duel and wondered, why did it end like this?

Although that uncle's sword skills were very flashy very quickly, how could a boy who was able to cause such a big phenomenon lose like this?

In their eyes, they only saw the uncle chopping down the snow and ice flowers approaching the boy, and the boy did not make any offensive moves, and in fact, any of them, as long as they were present, I am afraid that they would be torn apart by the cold in an instant...

Among these people, Xiao Meng was the only one who was not confused by this, not because she saw the duel of breaths, but because she had been staring at another small screen closely.

The moment Lu Fan was locked by the vine in the air, her whole breath stagnated, for fear that Lu Fan would be pierced by the vine on the spot.

Finished.. finish

Lu Fan thought so, but he didn't give up, he was now hovering in mid-air, and he couldn't use his strength to dodge, which meant that it was equivalent to a must-hit vine.

Case!

Lu Fan was ruthless, and pointed the blade of the folding knife in his hand towards the vine.

A huge force came from his right arm, and the powerful impact made all the muscles of Lu Fan's right arm spasm, and the dark folding knife silently split the vine into two halves from the center!

This.. What exactly is the material?

Although he had long been mentally prepared for the strong material of this knife, Lu Fan was still shocked at this moment, but the current situation did not allow for more thoughts, Lu Fan quickly moved his left hand over, holding the handle of the knife with both hands at the same time and constantly twisting with brute force, keeping cutting vines while rushing all the way towards the woman!

But unfortunately, at this time, another vine stabbed at Lu Fan, and Lu Fan had no choice but to kick the previous vine sideways, flipping in the air to avoid the attack, and at the same time, he used his eyes to confirm the location of the target once.

Then, like a humanoid beast, he bent his legs and stomped down on the second vine he had just dodged, and the force of the impact made the vine that was breaking through the wind and stabbing for a while, and it almost fell.

And Lu Fan became a humanoid cannonball because of the recoil force, which shattered the atmosphere in front of him!

"Ahhh

The strong air flow pulled Lu Fan's body, and his whole body was vibrating, except for the eyes and the folding knife in his hand, staring at the woman motionlessly.

Originally, she was already panicked when she was attacked from above, and she couldn't help but have an instinctive fear when she saw such a fierce madman.

"Hah

Her two hands struggled to wave from the bottom up, and a wall of vines was rapidly forming on the ground under her feet, starting a life-and-death race with Lu Fan in the air!

The woman was in a cold sweat, her fingers were on top of the button, ready to get out of this world, and this protective wall was her last stand.

Time is the most just arbiter between Lu Fan and her!

Every time the woman's hand was raised, the wall climbed up a little, and gradually in Lu Fan's field of vision, he could hardly see the woman's legs.

In the air, Lu Fan adjusted his posture, he propped up his upper body to increase the resistance of the air, and placed the two legs slightly apart like the tail of a swallow, just like that, Lu Fan turned slightly in the air, from the original back to the sky to the ground, the folding knife was raised above Lu Fan's head, and the tip of the knife pointed at the woman.

Lu Fan slowly raised his head, confirming the final blow, and in his gaze was the whole body of the woman who was magnifying!

Seeing this scene, Lu Fan laughed, he was already faster than this wall!

And just when Lu Fan crossed the wall, the woman pressed the button in frustration...

"Wattsio!!"

The original target disappeared, Lu Fan rushed straight to the ground, Peng's loud bang came, and his whole person was inserted into the ground, and after a while, he finally recovered his strength, and his nose and face were swollen and he climbed up.

"Your dad .."

Lu Fan touched his face and was speechless for a while, but in general, he was more happy than sad, after all, this was the first time he won against the enemy's texture master, and it was a memorable moment.

Outside, Xiaomeng cheered happily and happily.

The audience next to him looked at it inexplicably, thinking that isn't it just an ordinary battle, the man is also slightly stronger, speed, strength, all inferior to the previous monsters, what's so surprising?

"Little girl, it's not me who said, your boyfriend is not very good, you look at the people in front of you, they are all strong to heaven, why aren't you surprised?"

"What are you talking nonsense!? Obviously, Lu Fan is the one who has the biggest chance of winning, okay?"

Xiao Meng disdainfully despised this guy who spoke wildly, only she knew that she had just been convinced from Lu Fan's actions that his biggest advantage over others was not a particular outstanding, but super average, balanced combat ability, and his own... Perception!

It is not possible that because of her anger, she was eager to speak for Lu Fan, and accidentally ignored the relationship between Lu Fan and herself...

Everyone glanced at Xiao Meng strangely.

Before.. Didn't you say that it was Master's? Why did it progress so fast? I couldn't see that Lu Fan was quite good at deceiving girls...

Everyone branded Lu Fan as a lolita pervert in their hearts, and they didn't expect you to be such a Lu Fan.