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A long red line flowed from his right hand, hidden in his robe, and red blood slid from his fingers to the sand.

"Colonel?" a girl in a navy uniform stood behind him and asked worriedly, "Is it okay?"

"Huh?" a muffled snort came from Su Mo's throat, and he shook his head softly and looked into his palm. The blinding color of blood made him frown deeply.

The girl ... Is talent already terrifying?

The domineering spirit attached to the wooden sword, under the last suppressed swordsmanship, cut Su Mo's wrist. Fortunately, the sleeves of the navy uniform were relatively long, which covered the wound.

Except for the farmer, no one else found out.

But it was precisely because of this that Su Mo was so shocked.

Seeing and hearing the color is recognized, the armed color is strengthened, and the overlord color is invincible

If what Gu Yina realized was armed and domineering, the explosion just now was expected. However, the attack of armed color domineering is not so weak. At least, the wooden sword was absolutely untenable.

But, if not. Just the aftermath can cut Su Mo's wrist, whether it is domineering or domineering, it is impossible to do it.

Could it be that it's really sword intent?

Su Mo raised his eyebrows, what is domineering? In fact, he didn't know much, after coming to this world, his personality was divided into two. This side of knowing everything will only appear at certain times.

This also means that he simply doesn't have the extra time to study the existence of domineering.

Damn it... A fierce color flashed in Su Mo's eyes, originally. There's no such thing.

Variables or something.,The most annoying.。。。

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Night fell quietly

Su Mo, who didn't leave immediately because of some things, sat in front of the steps at the door of the kendo dojo.

He didn't know why he thought to come here.

The text is still in Guina's possession, and he will take the sword with him before he leaves tomorrow. Wait until the right opportunity to return it again.

Everything seems to have become a foregone conclusion.

But... Why is there still a faint uneasiness in my heart?

Is the established death catastrophe really so easy to break?

Su Mo's heart sank slightly, and her eyebrows raised. Looking at the cold bright moon, I fell into deep thought.

"Bang dang!"

A loud bang spread throughout the dojo, and Su Mo's face changed. Immediately ran towards the place where the sound came from.

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Turn back the clock

Guina sat in a daze on a boulder in the grass, and several small wooden figures stood beside her.

This is where she practiced her sword, and in the past, she always practiced her sword skills here until late at night. For others, boring and tedious kendo practice. For her, it's the best game.

Day after day, the same action is repeated.

Will you get tired of it?

She's just an ordinary little girl, and even if she loves swords, she'll get tired of the same thing being swayed day after day into the night.

However, there are some things that you can't just put down when you get tired of them.

Once you put it down, you may never be able to pick it up again.

And tonight was the first time in all these years that she had put down practice.

Not only because of his love sword, but also because of the words of the Tao will be taken away by that senior brother. Again, it's because of the sword barrier she herself has fallen into.

Girls' physical strength is inherently inferior to that of boys.

I don't know how many times this sentence has been said by the owner's father. From the initial disdain, to the current numbness, her persistence and unwillingness to bring her kendo to improve little by little.

And today, she finally realized this.

Clearly... It was just a matter of time before the sword broke.

For a swordsman, the sword in his hand broke. It means failure, it means defeat. Whatever his reason.

From the very beginning of the duel, Guina's target was the wooden sword in Su Mo's hand. She knew very well where the gap between herself and this senior brother of the naval officer was.

Really defeat him?

Guina doesn't have such naïve ideas, just force her senior brother to admit defeat in swordsmanship.

It's a pity that it's still a little bit worse.

And this is also the source of her unwillingness.

Clearly... It's just a little bit short ...

This point made her persistence crack slightly. For the first time, I was born with the idea that a girl might really not be suitable for sword cultivation.

Sitting in the moonlight, I lamented for a long time.

Guina got up again, thinking about the room where the Wadoichi text was placed.

That sword is the glory of this ashram and her faith. And it seems that she and it are only this one night.

She wanted to wipe the blade of the sword again.

Like every night, it might make her think things through.

Little Guina didn't know that the thoughts of this last night were her talisman.

The word "Hedao" was shelved and placed on a high sword stand. Normally, she stepped on a ladder to take it down. Then step on the ladder and put it back up.

But tonight I don't know why.

There was always a haze hanging over her in Guina's heart.

She stepped on a ladder that was not high, and her low figure could only touch the blade of the sword when she was on tiptoe.

Just a little bit ...

She thought, completely forgetting. In the past, it didn't take so much effort to remove this Excalibur.

Fingers rested on the sword, and Guina lifted it up with all her might.

"Click"...

The text of Kazuchi was held high, and Guina subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Take it down!

Thinking so, she was about to step on the ladder and go down. But unexpectedly, in a trance, he stepped on the air. The whole person slid down the ladder and fell heavily on the ground.

The word "Hedao" was thrown high, and the scabbard was thrown out by inertia.

The sharp tip of the knife arced through the air and fell towards Guina.

The girl's eyes shrank, and a powerful shadow of death loomed over her. made her completely lose the consciousness of struggling.

Are you going to die?

Hawkers... It's terrible.

It's just like what my brother said, I didn't die on the battlefield. Instead to die in such a place, or in this humiliating posture?

Guina closed her eyes, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes to the ground.

A second... Two seconds ... Three seconds...

The blade did not fall, and the entire Sword Pavilion was silent.

What's wrong?

The girl opened her eyes, and tears were already wet from her eyes. There was a blur in her vision, but she still saw it...

A pair of eyes.

Accompanied by the moonlight outside the window, it exudes a terrifying light.

Hawk?

Guina thought of the creature for a moment.

That's right, these eyes are like eagles. High above, exuding a king-like indifference. But it also has the laziness of a lion.

Beneath these eyes, Guina felt like she was being targeted by a falcon. The hairs on his body stood on end, and his right hand, which had been holding the sword for many years, couldn't help but tremble.

"Not bad. ”

In the dark night, a rare appreciation from a man sounded.

The word "Hedao" swirled in his hand and was inserted on the ground of the Sword Pavilion.

Guina suddenly came back to her senses and got up from the ground in embarrassment. Wiping away the tears from his eyes, he looked back at the man who had saved his life.

As rumored, a top hat with white fluff and a huge cross sword slung behind his back.

Hawkeye Mihawk!

One of the seven martial seas of the king who crisscrossed the great shipping route and even the navy had to recognize his identity, the world's number one great swordsman.

Gunna's hero and enemy!