Darkness, absolute darkness.

Even if you stare out of your eyes, it's hard to see anything here.

Descriptions such as not seeing five fingers seem to be too strong, and in the silence, only some small sounds come from side to side, making it difficult to judge the distance, and even prone to some strange hallucinations.

Without the usual dependence of vision, the individual's mind will recall all kinds of colors and colors, resulting in many unreal distractions. The most impressive memories are even more impressive.

Mercer quietly closed his eyes and adjusted his body angle in place at a subtle speed, and the wooden knife in his hand changed direction with it.

Perhaps it's because dragon bloodlines are particularly prone to fantasies, and the longer they are on guard, the more difficult it is to get out of the colorful images in their minds.

There are ice sheets and snowstorms in Siberia many years ago, and there are a few gorgeous auroras left in the sky; There are people in the harbor who look forward to the outside life, and the rippling colors of spirits; There is a royal power sleeping under the ice, and the blue-gray bone spurs still seem to be sharp; There is a fire rising into the sky, the end of an era and a new era of roaring.

There are also manicured lawns and flower beds on campus, where the march played in the morning and the white school uniform shirts shine brightly, reflecting the young and energetic students.

There are also autumn leaves falling around Kassel, although it is not a fragrant mountain, it also has a taste that is not lost to it.

Autumn leaves falling......

Without warning, he suddenly raised the Taidao in his right hand above his head, while holding the small Taidao in his left hand across his chest for defense.

The crisp sound of the exchange flickered, and a wind that was not thick was brought up, and then continued to hide in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Instead of taking advantage of the victory, he continued to regain his original posture and stood in place and waited.

The small footsteps are still swaying far and near, which is extremely in line with the requirements of the program of 'yin and yang steps'. The tentative assault continued, and he could even spare some effort to think about the rest.

The school board had largely agreed to the request for the mission, although they needed a minimum guarantee that the temporary commissioners, Mercer and Chu Zihang, would have to report on the progress of the mission to Guò Norma every eight hours. If the time deviation is more than half an hour, then the academy will immediately use all the forces and commissioners in China to forcibly take over the mission.

If you lose contact for more than a day, it will be automatically determined that you have betrayed the secret party and leaked top-secret information, and you will be chased and killed immediately.

What seems to be a harsh condition is actually just an indication of the school board's attitude: the secret party may agree to your request, but don't think too much.

However, it is not difficult for a slightly more self-disciplined person to report the situation every 8 hours, just like playing a mobile game to brush the empty body every once in a while. In terms of results, he is already satisfied.

"Uhhh

A thunderous roar sounded from the left, a wake-up call and a clarion call for the real battle.

Unable to see in the dark, the sound of the wind in his ears was disturbed by the wide kendo suit of his opponent, and it was almost impossible to distinguish the sound of the wind stirring in the robe and the light sound of the wooden sword breaking through the air.

But it doesn't matter.

Human intuition is a very mysterious thing, it is difficult to explain it scientifically, and the more skilled you are, the more acute your intuition is, and you can often detect the opponent's attack, direction, and back hand. Many Chinese martial arts theories have a saying about qi, which is probably derived to explain these things.

Mercer wasn't an expert in martial arts, never had been, and even the assassination techniques inherited from Bondarev were just clever and lethal tricks - after all, agents weren't fair and bright in the ring, they were particular about using what they could use to kill with one hit.

However, he is now holding a double sword, and between the techniques and postures, it is the first-class art of war opened up by Miyamoto Musashi.

Parry, sideways, slash...... The steps under his feet also have the characteristic of confusing the enemy, and he can also change his stance and body center of gravity very quickly between the virtual and the real.

The speed of the four long and short wooden knives became faster and faster, and the confrontation between Mercer and the enemy who was invisible in the darkness became more and more intense, and even gradually, both of them lost their strict laws and essentials, and were completely free to wield violence and speed at will.

The solid wood crackled, and before the small knife could recover from the state of parrying and bending, he immediately cut it horizontally with his backhand.

The so-called two days are first-class, and the two days also have the meaning of "two days of sun", referring to the sun and the moon: that is, yin and yang, symbolizing opposites. The "Book of Five Wheels", which discusses this swordsmanship, is divided into five volumes, earth, water, fire, wind, and air, which undoubtedly means that the same kind is different.

Corresponding to the five rounds, there is also the foundation of the two heavenly first-class: the five dan and the five sword method. To put it bluntly, it is some ways to see the moves, but the statement in the earth scroll that "in terms of the "two heavens first-class" swordsmanship, the enemy is the same as ten thousand' shows its power, if you want to choose an appropriate analogy, it is probably the Japanese version of the Dugu Nine Swords.

Coincidentally, Miyamoto Musashi, who founded the first-class Miyamoto Musashi for two days, has never tasted defeat in his life like Dugu seeking defeat.

The wooden knife broke through the air, just like the sound of countless winds rolling up, and the crisp sound of the battle was the rain that had already fallen in big drops.

Instead of relying on one sense, all five senses are combined to fight - the result is an almost omnipotent advantage in battle. Muscle fibers transmit strength, bones bear, joints move and bend, the effect of every movement is clear in the chest, and every step can be closer to the opponent by a point.

Arcs, straight lines, turns, advances and retreats......

Maybe a real immortal genius can rely on the instinct cultivated by years of martial arts practice to achieve a natural reaction, but if he is allowed to decompose and know the effect of every action and every force, I am afraid that there is no way.

The human body is not complicated, but with so many variables and directions, the analysis can probably only be done with the help of a supercomputer...... Unless it's not a person. Not even your average hybrid.

Mercer swung his wooden knife swiftly, power and blood flowing together, enjoying a stormy battle.

The absolute darkness is quiet, very deserted, and as mentioned before, it is easy to make people dream.

Fantasy again...... For example, in the alleys of an ordinary city, something happened that he seemed to have a vague impression; For example, a square wooden fence in the center of the hearing, and a light hug; For example, the deep underground and dust fly together, the blood is pungent and seductive, and the fragrance of a girl's hair is like an orchid or a wild flower in no one's place.

How would she feel?

The analysis of calculating and grasping the power of a qiē seems to have the illusion of incarnating a Laplace demon. and the self-confidence that has grasped all the possibilities of what happened and grasped the destiny...... Mercer stared at the darkness with some distraction, his hands drooping.

"Whew-"

A long breath came, a faint sign of tiredness. The sword around his neck slowly moved away.

"The headmaster is really powerful, even if he doesn't need to speak, his melee ability is still so strong."

Mercer, who had recovered from his stupor, was unashamed to admit his defeat. He had only been studying for two days and had only been studying for less than a week, and he was proud to have achieved a draw with Angers.

"No...... I really think you're a monster. ”

Ange smiled and removed the thermal imaging glasses he had worn during the battle.

At Mercer's request, he would occasionally come in to give him guidance on the study of combat techniques, but from the day he began teaching, Mercer's progress was no different from the day he had been drugged.

In a week, a layman who didn't know the posture of holding the sword became a kendo master who was able to tie with the first-class Kualsu Wai Pass in the case of blind fighting.

Even if it only took him half a year to learn this sword technique himself, it was on the premise that he had countless other martial arts and combat experience. He didn't know how many times Mercer had fought, but it was a drop in the bucket compared to him.

"Miracle...... You know, Masashi Toyama hadn't slept for days, because he was working hard to see if there was a way to trick and practice this sword art quickly. According to him, if you can reach even a tenth of your speed, the combat power of the entire academy will be greatly improved......"

Speaking of this, Ange couldn't help but laugh heartily.

If the two days were first-class, if they were so easy to learn and use, there would never be a sword master like Miyamoto Musashi. What's more, Masashi Toyama himself is also proficient in multi-stream swordsmanship, so it's impossible not to know the difficulty, so I guess I was just stimulated for a while.

"I hope he can succeed."

Mercer shrugged his shoulders and threw the two knives back. I didn't look at it, but it landed on the shelf steadily, not in the slightest. Because it was a dark room, Ange couldn't tell if he had used words or not, so it wasn't particularly strange.

"Norma, turn on the lights."

At his command, a light appeared in the completely dark dojo, and several antique lamps were ignited by the ignition mechanism connected by the circuit, and the candlelight was faint, quite a strange atmosphere.

"There's probably no problem with the school board, although I don't know why you're asking for this, so it's not completely unreasonable. Since you are my student, I will trust you. ”

Ange lit a cigar, the candlelight shining through the rising smoke to illuminate the contours of his cheeks, which were as hard as iron.

Smoking or snacking was strictly forbidden in the dojo, but it was a pity that Ange was the headmaster, and it was his own idea to build this kendo dojo in the first place - a good academy should include the advantages and characteristics of most cultures. Then it will not be a problem to tolerate his habit of smoking.

"Thank you, Headmaster."

Mercer leaned forward slightly, unable to tell whether it was out of respect and love for an educator, or out of awe and instruction for a powerful dragon slayer.

"Tuk Tuk—"

There was a gentle knock on the Japanese-style sliding door, and Ange smiled without saying anything, and left straight through the side door.

Before leaving, he gave Mercer a thumbs up as a sign of encouragement, which was naturally exchanged for Mercer's wry smile.

"Young people should enjoy life, eat, drink, play, love and love, don't regret it when you are old~"

(This pit in Jiangnan, nothing to pretend to b, check all kinds of information and watch the video, and I haven't moved a word in the morning...... Fortunately, it was finished. In addition, some book friends have reacted that the plot has been rough recently.,Well,It's a little.,Maybe I'm a little impatient.。

I'll change it again when I have time. ）

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