"Brother Wu Ming's food is still so delicious, why don't I take Alcatel a few days off and let Wu Ming just become a full-time chef." On the way back to Einzbelen, Illya smiled quite brightly, but her words made Wu Ming disrespectful, Wu Ming is also a lazy worm in life, he was happy to find Alcatel, the all-round housekeeper for a long time, and now he needs to be a family cook every day? Save it.

"Oops, I have a sore back, I'm afraid I won't be able to." Wu Ming pretended to be overworked, and the others passed the test in confusion.

"Don't pretend, Sister Eve said that even if you are cut into a dozen pieces, you can recover immediately, overwork or something is a lie." Illya immediately dismantled Wu Ming's disguise.

"Forget it, I'll go shopping first." Wu Ming saw that his plan was ineffective, so he decisively flashed.

"Ming, where are you going? Now the shops are almost closed. Bai Lu reminded.

"Exercise after eating, it will help digestion, you guys go back first, I happen to be free, just go find trouble." After Wu Ming finished speaking, he teleported and left.

"Brother Wu Ming is really, it looks like we're going to run back again." Illya looked depressedly at the location where Wu Ming had disappeared.

If Illya and the others wanted to return to Einzberen Castle as quickly as possible, Wu Ming's teleportation was the best choice, but since Wu Ming had already slipped away, and the other person who could teleport, Wind Slashing Binghua, was still in Einzberen Castle, they could only run back. Saying that it is running is actually Bai Lu or Eve holding her to play extreme sports, if it is estimated by ordinary people to have a heart attack, but Illya is not really just a child less than ten years old, plus she has been with Wu Ming for a long time, even if Eve takes her to an altitude of more than ten kilometers now, she will not frown.

"Anyway, aren't you tired of standing here for so long?" Wu Ming slowly walked up the stairs to a temple on a hill.

"No way, it's my job." A man dressed in a kimono and holding a sword that was longer than the norm replied casually.

"That's right, the Heroic Spirit won't get tired from standing for too long." Wu Ming cupped his head, "That's right, Assassin." ”

"You're not a servant, but I can feel that you have far more power than I do." The assassin seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with him, without any waves of expression at all.

"So do you give way and you disappear on your own when I defeat your master, or are you going to let me send you on your way here?" Wu Ming spread his hands and said.

"I'm the gatekeeper of Liudong Temple, so it's impossible for me to give way." Assassin pointed at Wu Ming with a sword and said.

"Really?" After Wu Ming finished speaking, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood quietly in place.

The assassin was not careless because of Wu Ming's casual appearance, the warrior's intuition told him that the man in front of him had the ability to kill him in seconds, and this feeling had saved him on the battlefield countless times, and the assassin was convinced of this, so Wu Ming did not move, and he kept holding the sword posture.

"Squeak." The sound of a mouse broke the eerie silence, and the Assassin's attention showed a flaw for a moment, but Wu Ming did not take the opportunity to launch the first move, but the Assassin launched the first move because he could not continue the stalemate because he revealed the flaw.

"Bell!" The Assassin's sword was shaken open by a huge force, and the Assassin was forcibly pushed by this force for more than ten meters, and finally stopped on the stone steps.

"Since you are a swordsman, then I will use my sword to divide the victory with you." At this time, the assassin finally saw clearly, Wu Ming didn't know when he picked up a blood-red giant sword in his hand, and it was this giant sword that catapulted him away.

"If it's a sword competition, I'm happy to accompany you." The Assassin wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, Wu Ming's attack just now had caused him some minor internal injuries, but for the Heroic Spirit, it didn't affect the battle at all.

"It's been a long time since I've used a sword seriously, so it's good to practice." Wu Ming touched the crimson, remembering that he had never used this weapon that he had tailored for himself in the Forbidden World at all, and even when he finally dealt with Pete, Wu Ming used the golden sword of victory that he had snatched from the British royal family.

"Take it." Assassin's sword stabbed at Wu Ming's throat with a strong momentum, and Assassin knew that this was not an opponent he could despise, so he didn't have any reservations when attacking.

"Confession of the Secret Sword in the Afterlife." Since it was a swordsmanship competition, Wu Ming naturally took out his best swordsmanship to deal with it.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Assassin charged at Wu Ming at a very fast speed, but in the next second, Wu Ming appeared behind the Assassin, as if he was teleporting, there was no spark of sword blade collision, no sound of steel colliding, and only a fleeting figure.

"So fast." Blood flowed from the Assassin's left hand, and a sword mark stretched from his shoulder to his elbow, it was only a scrape, if the Assassin had just been cut down, he would have withdrawn from the Holy Grail War by now.

"I have to say I admire." There was no hypocrisy in Wu Ming's tone, "I dodged a slash that was several times faster than myself with just my sword skills. ”

"Your swordsmanship is exquisite, but something very important is missing." The assassin looked at Wu Ming sternly, "If you can comprehend this, your swordsmanship will definitely reach a terrifying level. ”

"Missing something important?" Wu Ming did not doubt the Assassin, he had read the original book and naturally knew that the Assassin of this session was a very upright person, and the reason why he became an Assassin was completely caused by the illegal summoning of the Caster of this session, otherwise he would very likely become a Saber.

"I can't express what I just said, so" Assassin pointed his sword at Wu Ming again, but this time he didn't bring murderous aura at all, Assassin is an honest and excellent swordsman, he will give him the best help he can for people like Wu Ming who have encountered a bottleneck in swordsmanship.

"Alright then, this time it's better for you to take the lead" Wu Ming put Crimson on his chest and made a defensive stance.

"I know I'm nowhere near as strong as you, but please don't be careless." The Assassin said, a faint blue glow on his blade.

"This time, I didn't let up at all." Wu Ming said that the momentum on his body dropped rapidly, and he forcibly suppressed his body element to the same level as the assassin.

"That's good." Assassin knew that Wu Ming suppressed his body element not to release water, he just humbly asked for advice, if Wu Ming still used the body element that could directly crush the assassin, then Wu Ming probably couldn't learn anything, and at the same time, because there was no advantage in the body element, Wu Ming had to concentrate all his attention on fighting against Assassin, for the swordsman's duel, this all-out attitude was the greatest respect for the opponent.

"Secret Sword, Swallow Return!!" The figure of the assassin disappeared in an instant, and so did Wu Ming, the two of them were as if they had never existed.

A few seconds after the two disappeared, with the sound of several muscles being torn apart by sharp weapons, Wu Ming flew out upside down from his original position, and a sword mark appeared on his chest, left arm and right shoulder, which was different from the previous assassin's abrasions, this time the sword wound went directly into the bones, and a large amount of blood gushed out as if it didn't want money.

"Boy, do you understand?" An old voice appeared in Wu Ming's mind, it would not be wrong, this was Long Yang's voice, Wu Ming's master and adoptive father, Wu Ming suddenly remembered the moment he was beaten by the assassin, this important memory that was almost forgotten by him.

"No problem, I've memorized it all, I'll show you it right away." Wu Ming took the wooden stick in Long Yang's hand and repeated the sword move that Long Yang had just shown.

"Stinky boy, you don't understand anything at all." Long Yang angrily smashed his fist on Wu Ming's head.

"What the hell, stinky old man. Didn't I remember all those moves? Wu Ming immediately reflexively greeted Long Yang.

"Don't be too arrogant, boy." Long Yang flicked his index finger and flicked Wu Ming's wooden stick away, "All you see is 'moves', that's just the most basic thing." ”

"I'll rub it, do you want to sue me that I still have to communicate with the soul of the weapon, and play domineering like those magic movies." Wu Ming pouted unconvinced, but now he couldn't beat Long Yang, so he could only lower his mouth like this.

"In my eyes, there is no 'trick', only 'meaning', and you will know it when you understand what 'meaning' is." Long Yang also knew that this kind of thing was not something that a person who had just relied on his super memory to memorize moves could understand, so he was not in a hurry, he believed that Wu Ming would understand one day.

"Mean?" Wu Ming looked at the back of Long Yang leaving, after all, he still couldn't think of the meaning of this word, if he hadn't been reminded by the assassin this time, he might have to bury this memory, fortunately, he now knows what the assassin said he lacked, that is, sword intent.