The mysterious black-clothed swordsman just disappeared, leaving behind a sluggish Wan Guotai.

There was not even a single footprint left on the ground, which made Wan Guotai instantly wonder if he had been practicing knives for too long and hallucinated.

However, that person seems to be real, because that knife has left an indelible mark on Wan Guotai's heart.

Who is he?

Unimportant......

What matters is the knife he left behind......

When he came to the huge rock and touched the cold stone with his hand, Wan Guotai realized that the stone was far harder than it looked. At the same time, his heart became colder than this stone......

This stone, which was taller than his own thatched house and thicker than the round table, looked as if it had not changed, but the dense mountain stone suddenly cracked a fine line under the light touch of Wan Guotai......

The fine lines gradually cracked, and the sound of "pong" like the cracking of ice was endless, reaching the back of the rocks......

Wan Guotai was not a fool, he clearly knew that this huge mountain stone had been split in half by Situ Lingfeng seemingly casually.

The snow was heavier, the wind was colder, but Wan Guotai was sweating, and his whole body was in a cold sweat.

Is this an illusion? or is it a knife technique?

The violent heartbeat made Wan Guotai weak and out of breath for a moment, and at this moment, he seemed to be no longer a young and vigorous swordsman who had just entered the rivers and lakes, but an old man who was about to die.

This is by no means an illusion, this is a knife technique.

The most direct knife technique!

In Wan Guotai's memory, this knife was clearly visible, but he couldn't see the change in this knife.

Because that knife has not changed at all.

Although that knife was the most amazing and terrifying knife that Wan Guotai had ever seen in his life.

But that knife really hasn't changed.

That knife is simple, simple, and direct, but it has exerted the greatest power that a knife can emit!

Although there are no changes in this knife, it contains the essence of all the changes in the knife technique.

Because of the knife technique used when this knife was struck, the strength, position, time, and speed were all accurately calculated, which happened to be able to exert all his strength to the limit.

This knife is not a knife technique at all, but it surpasses all knife techniques.

It's not a very fancy statement. Speed, method, and time can inherently change the force of an object. This is the true meaning of martial arts, so martial arts can be slow to fight fast, and weak to defeat strong. If you can push the power of an object to the limit, you can also pierce through the armor with a piece of dead grass.

At this time, Wan Guotai remembered what Ye Qingxuan said when he joked: What is a trick in this world, and what is a trick? It is to practice the simplest and most direct move to the extreme.

Before, I practiced the sword technique desperately, thinking about what realm I would practice the [Wood Burning Knife Technique] to, and then what realm would I practice the [Heaven Breaking Sword Technique......

But this kind of thought, on this day, was completely ended by the seemingly ordinary knife of the mysterious swordsman.

It turns out that the knife method can be so direct.

It turned out that the most direct knife technique was so sharp.

From that moment on, Wan Guotai was fascinated by this knife, and sat in the ice and snow for a day and a night, constantly repeating Situ Lingfeng's perfect knife in his mind, until this knife was imprinted in his soul, without the slightest deviation and mistake, he slowly got up and walked down the mountain.

A day later, Wan Guotai came back with several big knives, and swung them at the mountain stone where Situ Lingfeng had left knife marks, and swung them out perfectly according to the knife that had been imprinted in his mind, and swung it again......

After all the rest of the day, Wan Guotai's terrifying concentration exploded again. Wan Guotai has always been a plain young man in the eyes of people, and he is by no means a talented warrior. But today, his dedication tells people that diligence and perseverance are in fact an extremely powerful talent, and they are no worse than those who claim to be extremely intelligent.

Wan Guotai's three meals are all sent by the ** of Kunwu Mountain, and naturally Wan Guotai's strange situation of slashing a big knife towards the mountain stone is also spread everywhere.

Several brothers of Wan Guotai also rushed to see what was going on when they heard the news, but when several attempts of persuasion failed, he had to practice blindly, knowing that this eldest brother was up to the end, and ordinary people couldn't persuade him at all.

Among the many Kunwu **, only Xiao Yunfeng came up the mountain, and he stood in front of the mountain stone in a daze, motionless, after coming down from the mountain, Xiao Yunfeng also began to have only one action left when practicing martial arts, but it was not a knife slash, but a sword stab - a sword stab in a mediocre manner.

As a result, everyone has a legend that the rocks on the back mountain are strange and can infect silly people.

This is a rare patch of red weeping cherry blossoms.

Sanada Ryuhiko was lying on the lawn under these weeping cherry blossoms, and the famous knife "Rachel" he carried with him was casually thrown aside.

Clasp your hands together and place them under the back of your head. A field of red weeping cherry blossoms in full bloom came into view, as if even my heart was full of flowers.

At this time, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are in full bloom, but unfortunately we can't make it in time for spring in Kyoto. ”

With some grumbling admiration, Sanada Ryuhiko just stared blankly at the sky where the red cherry blossoms leaked through.

A breeze blew, and the cherry blossoms were blown down a little, blowing in the wind, bringing a wisp of fragrance.

The cherry blossoms are so beautiful that they are heart-wrenching, and they only bloom once a year, and when they are in full bloom, they are so righteous that they seem to understand the impermanence of life, and they would rather burn them out vigorously, and only survive when they are brilliant, not greedy for a moment to live.

This is what Masako said, and it is also what she said in such a brilliant spring.

Sanada Ryuhiko closed his eyes, and his thoughts, along with the cherry blossoms in the sky, returned to the back mountain of the Sakura Rain Shrine.

He was lying on the grass like this, letting Masako find him, and he didn't move.

Masako didn't expect Ryuhiko to lie there.

"Long Yanjun really hates it. Since she was waiting for the young girl, she was lying like this. "It's not so much that he is too impolite and insults himself, it's better to say that he hates Long Yan's sleeping appearance. In Masako's living environment, she can't get used to seeing men lying down.

Not far from Long Yan's side, there were four or five shrine maidens from the Divine Palace, and they were chatting while opening the multi-layered square wooden box. They were all fifty or sixty-year-old women, and perhaps it was because Long Yan felt kind to these old women, and at first sat next to them, and then lay down.

Thinking like this, Masako couldn't help but laugh, but her face flew into a flush. She just stood and didn't wake Ryuhiko up. And I also want to leave Tatsuhiko...... It is true that Masako has never seen a man sleeping.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the western cloister, they were greeted by red weeping cherry blossoms, which immediately gave them a sense of spring. This is the real spring! Even the long, low-hanging branches are full of red Yae cherry blossoms, and flowers like this are not so much flowers on the trees as flowers on the branches.

"I really want to see all the flowers. "This is the wish that Masako said.

Today was originally going to accompany Masako and her mother for the Spring Festival......

It's really annoying that he was sent to such a remote place by Masako's father, and he has been here for two years, and he has no intention of leaving, so he stays so strangely.

I really miss the cherry blossoms and tea in my hometown......

Sanada Ryuhiko sighed with emotion again, sat up slowly, grabbed the treasure knife "Rachel" beside him, and suddenly said coldly: "I hate being watched, can't you ninjas get close like normal human......s?"

As soon as the cherry blossoms rolled, a female samurai wearing a cherry blossom kimono appeared near Long Yan, as if she had been standing there all along, Ying Ying knelt down, gave a salute, and only listened to a sweet and soft female voice that could not be described by any words, and said slowly: "Ying Xue has seen Young Master Long Yan, the news from Hirano Lang, the Chinese connector has been contacted, and now he is staying with Hirano Lang and others, but ......"

"Hmm, don't spit ......out," Sanada Ryuhiko hated to be a fool of himself.

The woman continued: "However, Hirano Lang's promise to the other party's conditions was not fulfilled, and the strength of the characters that the Chinese warriors asked to kill was quite troublesome, and even Sarufei was seriously injured because of this. Hirano Lang wants to summon Young Master Tatsuhiko to go and fight against the warriors of the Chinese clan together. ”

"It's rare that Hirano Lang will take the initiative to contact me, it seems that the other party's strength is really beyond his imagination. Sanada Ryuhiko stood up, stuffed a piece of grass stalk into his mouth, smiled handsomely, and said, "Your intrigues don't count me into account, but don't worry, if the opponent is really so difficult to deal with, then leave it to me." However, I declare in advance that I will try my opponent with dignity, and that your machinations and tricks are better to stay away from me, and if they get in my way, I don't mind taking your heads off before killing them......"

Tatsuhiko Sanada turned to leave, and the cherry blossoms fell. Among the verdant greenery in the mountains, one or two have not withered, and when viewed from a little distance, they have a different flavor.

According to what I learned before, the shelter is five kilometers in circumference, and there is a huge arena in the middle, with a range of more than 500 meters, and it is not allowed to fight privately within the shelter, otherwise it will be disqualified by the event organizers, and those who lose the qualification for the competition will have only one ending, which is death.

Each shelter has a playing field, and only here can it be played fairly, and everyone can bet on a "crystal shield" to participate in the game. In addition to receiving the opposing team's stars, the victor will be able to spend eight hours in the shelter, while the others will only have one hour to recuperate.

Ye Qingxuan, who kept repeating these news in his mind, was completely stunned when he saw the first shelter of the "Martial Arts Holy Land".

No way!

This TMD is a shelter!? )