That's it?

Although the orange cat in front of her didn't speak, Da Ji inexplicably understood the meaning in its eyes.

The frustration vanished in an instant, and a new, intense emotion surged in Da Qian's chest.

From her childhood on the mountain, to this day, she has always been with the sword.

It was as if she could read some subtle emotions from these cold steel objects.

The exhilaration of the blade piercing through the sky is a beauty that cannot be shared with others.

It's like dancing solo under the moon, lonely but not lonely, cool and not desolate......

Perhaps it was the once vast and deep sea that pulled her out of the dust.

makes her and the warmth and coldness of the world seem to have an invisible barrier.

Even the colorful world outside the phone seems to be another country.

She knew and understood that it wasn't her hustle.

Only the chill of the sword blade is the longest companion.

Because of this, she has never been able to understand her stagnation.

Obviously, she had already used that sword move into the gods;

Obviously, she had already used that sword blade as she pleased......

But why, her Qingfeng was never able to wield that seemingly thin sword qi.

Even if it's just a glimmer of light, it's fine......

Da Ji didn't know the truth, and now she was still different.

It just seemed that she didn't feel like she needed to think about those questions anymore.

Looking at the orange cat in front of him, there seemed to be a giant beast hidden in his small body.

Danger and horror, cute and smart......

For the first time, Da Ji knew that a life could be encompassed by so many complex concepts.

Now, brother, please let me show what I've learned!

Da Ji closed her eyes, and the next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and shot her sword at the orange cat again! The blade was sharp and light, and the wooden sword no longer seemed to be like a wooden sword, but had become a new instrument.

"Huh!"

The sword light was as cold as a cold air, but it was staggered by a slight disparity with the orange cat.

Like, the edge of the sword is a little off......

Perhaps, just a little bit......

But Da Ji was not discouraged, she already knew that she was not so easy to stab.

I saw Da Jiao's slender waist twisted slightly, her wrist turned upward, and the sword blade danced a beautiful arc in the air, and then slashed diagonally towards the orange cat again!

This is not a killer move in swordsmanship, because the structure of the sword itself is destined to be more deadly than slashing.

But like the cavalry roaring on the spear charge, it was a gamble to abandon everything and concentrate on one point!

Therefore, it is not suitable for the current battle.

Da Jiao's move change was very fast, and the sword blade that was pulled down diagonally was even faster and sharper.

But as before, Da Qian's sword once again staggered away from the orange cat's body in a subtle gap.

At this time, Da Yan's mind inexplicably thought of the words that a certain true monarch said to his nephew:

"It must be that you are always about the same when you practice, and when it comes to the critical time, you are always almost a little close!"

But Da Ji felt that her situation seemed to be different from the other party.

No, isn't my sword fast enough?

Da Ji suddenly had some realization in her heart.

Can I go any faster?

Maybe it can......

But Da Ji knew that then she would no longer be able to control her sword moves with precision.

It was a territory she had never set foot in, unfamiliar.

For a long time, she had been reluctant to let her sword get out of control.

Because she knew that even the wooden sword in front of her could still be turned into a deadly murder weapon in her hands.

She just wanted to swing her sword, but she didn't want to hurt anyone.

Even if it's a human or a cat, the sword that hurts someone is always ominous......

She hated the scarlet of blood, for it was one of the few things in her short life that could give her pain and uneasiness.

Although Da Ji's thoughts were complicated, Jian Feng did not stop.

It's just that no matter how subtle the sword move, no matter how clever the change.

But the blade of the sword always brushed straight past the orange cat as if it had been buttered.

It's as if any change is clumsy play in the eyes of the other party......

It's like the feeling of holding the proudest hero in the game, and still being hammered downright when you are in the lane.

Even if you know that there is a huge strength gap between yourself and the other party.

But with the accumulation of failures, it seems that the self-confidence in my heart is also losing little by little......

It seems that he is not suitable for that hero......

Is it my sword practice?

It's an instinctive form of self-flagellation, but it doesn't always lead to a positive boost......

Slowly, Da Ji felt her sword become hesitant.

Despite her efforts to do her best, the sword moves still deformed with an unstoppable trend......

It was as if something deep and terrifying was invisibly extracting her swordsmanship......

And that's the end of it?

No!

For the first time, a strong unwillingness emerged in Da Ji's heart.

She just wants to win!

Yes, there are not so many bells and whistles.

At this moment, she clearly realized her heart, which was the heart of victory and defeat that she once thought was worthless.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose......

But now, Da Ji's eyes suddenly became firm!

Practicing swords is to win!

Then, she no longer restrained her sword, and everything began to fall towards the strange realm she rejected! One sword, another sword! The sword blade, which has been pushed to the extreme, has completely escaped Da Yan's control!

She felt like a madman, completely devoid of the tranquility of dancing swords under the moon!

But it's always a little bit worse!

Always a little bit!

It seems that something is gradually surging into Da Yan's brain!

She felt like she had a fever all over her body!

You're almost a hemp skin!

In a fit of rage, Da Ji held her sword and slashed it down in front like a chopping wood!

On the extremely powerful blade, there was a faint aura lingering in the middle!

And then:

"Smack!"

Seeing that he was about to slash his own wooden sword for some reason, the orange cat slapped it aside with one paw!

This is?

Yi Chun narrowed his eyes, he looked at Da Jian who suddenly stayed there looking at the wooden sword and the subtle change in the aura on her body.

Seems to know something......

It turns out - this is sword intent?

Approach Edgeworth with the purest mind possible, rather than relying on sword moves and muscle memory in your head?

However, it seems to have something to do with everyone's state of mind.

For example, the Yundao people, the aura on his body seems to be different from Da Jiao.

And Yi Chun, who was not ready to specialize in kendo, quickly extracted the core idea of compounding his three views from it:

Regardless of the rest, just go straight to it after turning into a flying sword!

In this way, it is better to pile up some passive talents and skills for the Moon Owl form, so as to maintain the purity of thought to a certain extent.

For the sword immortals who have already implemented this concept deeply, they are naturally able to easily control and make moves.

But for a half-way like Yi Chun, simple and pure is obviously more suitable.

What's more, the wild forms can only regain their true power if they are extreme in their respective fields.

"Now, you know where you're wrong?"

The female Taoist looked at Da Ji who was standing there and said slowly.

"Sword moves are for you to familiarize yourself with the sword, and the sword is not just used to slash people."

"If it's just to split people, then why do you learn a sword? Wouldn't it be better with guns, with knives, with RPGs? ”

"With a sword, you should split everything!"

"Comprehend it yourself, go out, I'm going to rest......"

Looking at Da Jiao's distant figure, the female Taoist slowly shook her head.

And when she saw Yi Chun following behind on the other side, the female Taoist's eyes became a little puzzled.

"It takes sword intent to hit, what is the heel of this cat's body?"

The female Taoist felt a little puzzled......