More than half a month passed, the harsh winter came, and the cold wind at night seemed to be wrapped in a sharp blade, which made Yue Longze's face hurt.

In an open-air abandoned factory, on the dry ground, industrial waste was everywhere, and the walls that were already not very smooth were covered with countless sword marks at this time, and Yue Longze practiced the sword drawing technique hard.

The sword drawing technique is the same as Jing Long's swordsmanship, paying attention to a fast word, but it is more domineering, concise, and neat.

Draw your sword like thunder, and kill with one blow! Sword drawing is different from other swordsmanship schools, the last thing a swordsman wants is the moment when he draws his sword, because of the delay in time, it affects the sword, but the sword drawing technique is to pay attention to drawing the sword to kill, the sword must see blood, the power at the moment of the sword is the strongest, a hit misses, it means failure.

And the sword drawing technique is not as complicated as other swordsmanship schools, there is only one action, draw the sword, kill, and those who achieve the ultimate will come out with the sword and drink blood.

Sword drawing requires a very high speed of the sword.

You know, someone else's sword has been out, but you draw the sword, your speed is difficult to be faster than the other party, and if your speed is not fast enough, the end is already doomed, only to do the ultimate fast, faster than any opponent, in order to kill with one blow.

"Bang Ka!"

Another crackling sound sounded, and the uneven wall was once again slashed into a slender sword mark.

Yue Longze has been practicing here for more than half a month, the wall is full of holes, from the left side of the wall, there are some sword marks of different shades, and on the right, although the sword marks are still messy, they are the same depth.

Drawing a sword pursues two points. Fast, extremely fast, and powerful, bursting with unparalleled power at the moment of drawing the sword.

As for the angle of the sword, it is completely arbitrary or depending on the situation. There is only one sword, if there is a fixed discipline, how can it not be seen through by the opponent, drawing a sword, is a swordsmanship that does not pay attention to swordsmanship.

Yue Longze ignored the stinky sweat all over his body, and continued to repeat the drawing of the sword, whether it was practicing sword drawing or something else, it was not an overnight thing, only with perseverance and incomparably tenacious willpower could he become stronger! This is an eternal truth!

Now, Yue Longze has a certain degree of control over the strength of the sword drawing technique, and uses different strengths according to the strength of the opponent and the necessity of the situation. Otherwise, it would not be good to use the strongest force without harming your life.

After a long time, Yue Longze stopped his right hand, which was sore from drawing his sword all the time, and let out a long breath, and the hot breath exhaled from his mouth and nose was clearly visible in the cold air.

"Whew, that's it for today!"

Yue Longze put Cong Yun's sword into the sheath, took out a tissue and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Walking and humming a small tune, he stepped on the way back to Grandma's house. Every day after getting off work from the gym, Yue Longze would go to this abandoned factory to practice drawing swords.

During this time, Yue Longze's work was also smooth, but at the beginning, he was always jealous of those male students, no way, young and promising, Yue Longze is such a young man, and it is normal to cause others to be jealous. In the gym, Aoki Sonoko and the girl with a little freckles on the tip of her nose also admired him very much.

Later, Yue Longze could be regarded as having a good relationship with them, after all, they were all young people, but the senior brother was very narrow-minded, but he was not used to seeing Yue Longze. Yue Longze doesn't care about this, after all, the height of standing is different, and the mentality is different.

It was midnight when he got home, Yue Longze walked into the door lightly, for fear of disturbing Grandma's rest, but found that Grandma hadn't slept yet.

"Now I will insert a special news for you, the extinct volcano of Mount Kimondo has suddenly erupted, please leave as soon as possible and evacuate to a safe place!"

Grandma was watching a show that suddenly popped up with such an urgent news.

Yue Longze frowned, "Wumen Yue Mountain... If nothing else, it was Gorzan who appeared this time. ”

However, Yue Longze does not intend to meddle in these things, this time and space, except for the evil god Gatanjee who appeared at the end and Dimojae who appeared later. No monster could pose a threat to him.

The next day, Yue Longze still went to work at the kendo hall as usual, after all, Wumen Yue Mountain was far away from where Yue Longze lived, and it had no impact on the life in the area of Yue Longze.

In the Beichen One Sword Stream Kendo Hall. During a break in the middle of the training, everyone began to discuss the extinct volcanic eruption of Mount Mumen last night.

"Coach Aze, did you see last night's news! Volcanic eruptions! It's scary! ”

Aoki Yuanzi was very arrogant, and he was still making exaggerated gestures in his hands, ignoring his ladylike image in front of Yue Longze.

"yes, it's scary..."

Masako Haneda also softly echoed. Masako Haneda is the cute female student with a little freckles on the tip of her nose.

"Such natural disasters will naturally be dealt with by the government, and we, the little people, just do our own thing."

Yue Longze sat on the stool and crossed Erlang's legs, wiping his Cong Yun Sword, every day at work, he would bring the Cong Yun Sword, Yue Longze felt that Cong Yun Jian felt more down-to-earth at any time.

"Coach Aze is right, if you have time to think about this, you might as well practice more swordsmanship!"

The short and fat boy who mocked Yue Longze in the past also said that he agreed with Yue Longze's statement at this time, and he didn't know whether he was filming Yue Longze's ass or sincerely agreeing with Yue Longze's statement.

At the same time, on the other side, Xincheng and Dagu have driven the underground Pipa tank into the extinct volcano and successfully discovered the flame of Gorzan.

By noon, the rest of the students were living nearby, so they all went home for dinner. Yue Longze refused everyone's invitation, ordered a takeout, stayed alone in the kendo hall and picked up the Cong Yun sword to practice swordsmanship.

"Are you the coach here?"

Several men dressed in black and wearing black hats walked into the gym, and one of them, the most muscular-looking, asked.

"Ahh

Yue Longze, who was practicing sword drawing skills, immediately stopped and replied when he heard someone coming to the gym.

"Oh."

The sturdy man in black sighed, and several people behind him suddenly took out the daggers hidden in their waists and stabbed at Yue Longze, these people were agile, as if they had undergone special training.

"Who are you?"

Yue Longze hurriedly retreated, frowning, and looked at these men in black coldly.

Those few people didn't answer Yue Longze, and the dagger in his hand that flashed with a deep cold glow still stabbed straight towards Yue Longze.

"Whew!"

There were several crunch sounds in quick succession.

Draw the sword!

I saw that the daggers in the hands of those people were all broken! There is only one grip left in the hand!

There was horror in everyone's eyes.