Ian turned sideways towards Fei'er, his left hand on his back, his right hand in front of him, his hand behind his opponent, the tip of the sword vertically upward, and for the first time in front of his sword teacher, he made his own starting pose. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info and Phil across from him was much more casual. This girl has never paid attention to these things, and has always been pragmatic.

Riding Fei'er's "hitchhiker", the two were already standing in a deserted suburb at this time. Ian didn't care where it was, as long as it was enough for them to do it without anyone disturbing them.

1,200 years ago, the realm of a master of swordsmanship has always been a sign of becoming a disciple.

Because people are different, the style of swordsmanship that truly suits him is unique and unique for each swordsman. If you blindly learn from your mentor's experience and follow his path, you will never reach the pinnacle in the true sense of the word.

And these swordsmen, who have unique opinions on the way of the sword, have formed their own unique style, and have paid attention to their own will, they have jumped out of the category of the mentor's sword path and walked on their own path.

From this moment on, they are freed from the planned path and grasp and plan their own direction. Because their mentor's past experience is only suitable for their mentor's own swordsmanship, it will no longer be decisive for them.

Therefore, in the ancient rites of the Assavian swordsman, whenever a disciple of a sword master actually walks out of his own sword path, then there will be a sword duel between the master and the disciple. Through this battle, the Guru will judge whether the disciple has truly grasped his own direction and embarked on a path that is likely to reach the same heights as himself, or even surpass himself.

And once the mentor approves the disciple in this battle, then it means that the disciple can officially become a teacher. From now on, the mentor will no longer interfere with the disciple's practice of swordsmanship with his own swordsmanship experience, so as not to hinder or even slow down the progress of his disciple.

Ever since there was a huge oolong in that academy battle, Ian has ruthlessly supplemented his knowledge of swordsmanship, etiquette, and customs. Therefore, when he felt that he could already take this step, he happily decided to use this method to let Feier know that he could already control himself and move forward on his own!

The sword in Ian's hand let out a faint groan, and in this whisper, there was already a wisp of indescribable something.

Fei'er closed her eyes, and although her face was expressionless, she seemed to hear a very beautiful and pleasant voice.

She knew it wasn't faith yet, but Ian's sword had a will of his own.

From today onwards, he is no longer numb with the long sword in his hand!

She opened her eyes, stepped out, and disappeared into the night.

Seeing the girl disappear, Ian closed his eyes. He knew that the battle had begun, and he would use his true sword skills to face the most powerful opponent in his heart.

The chilling sword wind condensed into silk, intertwined at one point, and invaded silently from its own side. This is a higher realm above the transformation of the sword into silk, condensing all the edges of the long sword into a small point. Fei'er didn't have the slightest intention of keeping her hand, and pushed the sword intent of one-hit killing to the extreme.

Ian didn't panic in the face of this sword, thanks to the slow flow of time, he finally had a moment of awareness of this sword beyond sound. And as long as he is aware of it, he still has the possibility of blocking or even avoiding this sword.

I saw that he moved his steps slightly, avoiding the cold light on the tip of the sword in a dangerous and dangerous moment, and the long sword in his hand was attached to it, entangled Fei'er's sword, so that she could not get out again, and did not give her any chance to retreat with a single blow.

"Grappling?" Phil's eyes flashed with coldness, "It seems that you have learned the lesson from the previous hand-to-hand grappling." ”

She simply stopped avoiding it, and slashed directly against the sword. This girl has never been afraid of anyone.

All of a sudden, the sound of long swords clashing was everywhere, and the two of them were entangled together in a very small range, almost returning to the scene when they were exercising in the morning.

Only this time, the situation is different again.

Fei'er's swordsmanship stabbed hard, bringing all the edges together in one point, and he was accustomed to avoiding all obstacles with absolute speed and dexterity, and stabbing at all the opponent's vital points with domineering and resoluteness. And once she can't get out and falls into close combat, she will concentrate all her strength on the tip of her sword, find all the opponent's key points and weak points in a very short time, and continue to stab out with a stormy attack, forcing the opponent to retreat until she is overwhelmed by this torrential rain.

In basic swordsmanship, the speed of the stabbing is always the fastest, coupled with Phil's battle-hardened eyesight, dexterity in coming and going in the tide of demons, and extreme skills to condense the strength of her whole body into one point, so that when she fights against Ian, she often forms a crushing situation.

Ian has tried to change many sword paths, but neither the virtual and real transformation, the use of power to suppress people, the focus on defense, or the mutual attack has allowed him to move back to the half of the winning side. In a sense, his offensive and defensive swordsmanship style is, to a certain extent, honed in the continuous attempts to be crushed by Fei'er, combined with his own preferences.

And today, the reason why Ian dares to fight Phil in pure swordsmanship is because, he thinks, he has perfected his swordsmanship to the point where he can try to fight it.

The "Messenger of Justice" game in the past six months has not made him realize the so-called belief, but it has allowed this paranoid man to sharpen his own sword skills in constant exchanges, allowing him to give birth to further enlightenment on the basis of attacking and defending.

A full quarter of an hour had passed, but Phil had found that she had still not been able to hurt Ian. This was almost impossible in previous matchups, and in his final sparring session half a year ago, his best result was just three minutes.

However, at this moment, from the other party's comfortable performance, she is far from seeing where his limit is?

"It's ......"

Phil's eyes lit up. This is a style that is really close to maturity of swordsmanship.

This kind of sword art looks unremarkable, and there is nothing amazing about it in terms of strength, speed, or skill. However, it was such an ordinary swordsmanship style that was similar to basic swordsmanship that blocked her extreme sword, making her feel like she couldn't help but feel like she couldn't start.

If there is one word to describe this kind of swordsmanship, it is: just right.

"You really finished your swordsmanship?"

"It's still a little worse, this kind of swordsmanship hasn't been tested by the powerful. A slight smile crossed the corner of Ian's mouth, but there was unparalleled joy in his eyes,

"Fei'er, if your swordsmanship symbolizes the extreme, then my swordsmanship symbolizes balance. ”