Chapter 100: Sword Epiphany

Meng Han was originally just joking, and at the same time thought that he could use these two stories to tell them the effects that certain weapons might achieve when used to the extreme, but he didn't expect them to become like this.

The two guardian knights all looked pensive, Meng Han looked at this and that, and he didn't know if he was talking about a novel or not. Demi and Diana next to them saw such a situation, but they also knew that the two guardian knights, Qiao and Zhu, were a little rude in front of the lord this time.

Demi was about to step forward and push Qiao and Zhu, but was pulled by Meng Han. He made a silent gesture to them, quietly took the two women, and tiptoed out of the room, leaving the two pensive knights inside.

"My lord, why did you come out?" Diana didn't understand Meng Han's thoughts, and asked Meng Han with a gesture.

"Don't bother them. Meng Han smiled and touched Diana's head: "They can't be disturbed now, so, don't let anyone disturb them." ”

Originally planning to leave, Meng Han thought about it, but gestured to the two women and sat straight at the door. With him, no one will disturb Qiao and Zhu, who are meditating inside.

Qiao and Zhu never thought that adults would also tell stories. What they didn't expect was that the stories told by adults were so targeted. Even the two of them, who had already fought in the army, never thought that the weapons in their hands would have such a powerful effect when used to a higher stage.

Whether it's Yang Guo, Ah Fei, or Jing Wusheng, their names are so interesting and ugly, but what the adults tell them is definitely not their names.

Yang Guo practiced swords in the flood and swordsmanship by the sea, the heavy sword was nameless, ingenious and unworkable, and rampant in the world, what kind of courage was this? Compared with Yang Guo in the story, Zhu even felt that the little strength and swordsmanship he was proud of were simply the things of a child's house.

The heroic feeling of holding a sword and killing in and out of thousands of troops, Zhu's face turned red for a while. After being shocked by Yang Guo's sword-wielding arrogant and indomitable momentum, Zhu began to reflect and reflect on his swordsmanship.

Zhu has always liked the kind of combat style that defeats the enemy face-to-face, which is also the most chivalrous way. However, after listening to the lord's "The Condor Heroes", I suddenly had a deeper understanding of my past ways. Not all face-to-face battles are despicable and indecent, or contrary to chivalry.

When an obsession that blocks the depths of his heart is shattered, what is revealed in front of him is a never-before-seen broad road. It's like climbing a peak, standing on the top of the peak, and starting to look at the scenery beyond. And the previous road, when I look back, has been trampled far underfoot, just a kind of past, not a higher mountain to conquer in the future.

Zhu reminisced over and over again the story of Lord Lord's "The Condor Heroes" here, and Qiao next to him was also not idle.

When Meng Han was talking about "The Condor Heroes", Qiao didn't feel much. I just think that Yang Guo's heavy sword is very suitable for Zhu's technique, but that's all. However, when Meng Han talked about "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword", when he heard Ah Fei and Jing Wusheng, it seemed that a finger suddenly tugged at his heartstrings.

Thorn, Ah Fei, Jing Wuming, there is only one use of their swordsmanship, and that is stabbing. There is no cutting, no chopping, no cutting, no interception, there is only one action, which is stabbing. However, it is not just a simple stab, originally the action of stabbing was only to stab forward, but whether it was Ah Fei or Jing Wuming, it could be stabbed in any direction, and it could be stabbed in any part.

It can stab the ribs, the crotch, the ear, the throat, the lower abdomen, any part of the enemy's body. It can stab forward, backward, left, right, upward, downward, in any direction, in the direction that can be seen and cannot be seen. It can stab when it can move forward, stab when it can go backward, pick up the thorn, drop the thorn, stand on the thorn, squat on the thorn, and stab in any position.

Whether it is Ah Fei or Jing Wusheng, their swordsmanship is derived from one word, fast. It's unbelievably fast, it's unbelievably fast. Even soon, without a trace. What especially shocked Qiao was that Jing Wuming was also a left-hander. His left-handed sword is faster than his own right-hand sword. Joe, on the other hand, is a left-hander.

Zhu was immersed in Yang Guo's indomitable momentum, and this momentum became more and more prosperous as Zhu recalled little by little what the lord had said, and there seemed to be an uncathartic power in his chest, which made him almost want to scream out in discomfort. But there seems to be a creepy aura around, and the ** shouted by Zhu is forcibly suppressed in his throat and cannot be released.

Joe felt something else. There seemed to be nothing complete in sight in front of him, only a small target that could be pierced with his own thin sword. And the aura around him as if he was about to be overwhelmed by Mount Tai made him very uncomfortable, and he only thought of a sword to pierce the oppressive momentum.

The different feelings of the two people affected each other, and there was originally some similarity and no big difference in temperament, just after Meng Han's two stories, in the silent thinking of the two, slowly changed. And this change has become more and more of two extremes.

The different momentum, but it is getting stronger and stronger, in this small place, like blowing up a balloon, more and more inflated, but it has never been able to break through the shackles of this room, just in the room, more and more compressed and condensed.

Finally, these two completely different momentums, as time went by, gradually rose to the highest point, and the small room could no longer be restrained. Zhu suddenly broke free from that kind of inhibition, shouted at the sky with great pleasure, and then held the hilt of the sword with both hands, picked it up high, and slashed it at the void in front of him.

Meng Han was outside the room, softly telling jokes and teasing the two cute little maids, and when he heard Zhu's roar, he also stood up in surprise. As soon as he stood up, he felt that an invisible sword qi was coming straight towards him.

Before Meng Han could react, two magic shields had instantly appeared in front of him. Meng Han also reacted quickly, and quickly recited the incantation, almost in the front and back feet, the earth-based magic shield was in front of him.

Snort, a sound like a sharp blade cutting through cotton cloth sounded, and the small wooden house in front of him was as if it had been slashed from the air by a huge blade, showing a long knife mark, and the whole thing was split into two halves.

The huge blade did not stop after cutting through the house, and the invisible force directly attacked Meng Han. There were two plops, and in front of Meng Han, the magic shields released by the two little maids had been shattered one after another, and the sword qi slammed, stopping in front of Meng Han's magic shield, and Meng Han's magic shield shook violently, as if it was about to be broken. In the moment of Meng Han's thoughts, the magic power had been quickly replenished, blocking the invisible sword qi directly in front of him.

The scene was not over yet, and a thin sound like rain hitting plantains appeared around. Along with the sounds, tiny holes appeared in the walls around the cabin, as if in an instant, the cabin had been stabbed by thousands of swords.

Immediately after, there were two more magic shields in front of Meng Han. But this time the magic shield, the ending is no different from the two sides just now, it is all dissipated without a trace after a thin snort. And the earth-based magic array in front of Meng Han still trembled in front of Meng Han after emitting a series of stabbing sounds.

"What are you two doing, are you going to rebel?" Meng Han was furious. There is no need to ask, it must have been something that Qiao and Zhu did. It doesn't matter if you have an understanding of the sword, but don't you consider whether there are people around you when you try the sword? The magic shield that Demi and Diana were scattered twice is not a joke.

As soon as Meng Han's shouting stopped, the two figures directly slammed open the door, appeared in front of Meng Han, and fell to the ground on one knee directly at Meng Han. Meng Han was about to say something, but the house behind the two of them made a creaking sound and collapsed with a bang, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

"My lord!" the panicked voice came out of the mouths of Qiao and Zhu at the same time. It seems that they are also aware of what is happening. Attacking the lord with a sword, and placing it anywhere, is a heinous sin. Especially as a knight, attacking the lord of his guardianship is simply an unforgivable sin.

While waiting for Meng Han to fall, Qiao was still surprised. The damage he had caused could already be heard from the voice behind him, but he also clearly felt the magic shield in front of the lord, stabbing almost five or six swords in a row, but none of them pierced. The lord's magic seems to have reached a very surprising level.

However, these Joe didn't dare to say it. The blow he and Zhu had just now, strictly speaking, was an attack on the lord. Now it's up to the adults to decide how they want to get rid of them.

"Why don't you speak?" Meng Han's question came again, and it seemed that his anger was still unresolved.

"My lord, we have missed, and we are willing to be punished. Joe was smart enough not to deny it, and just waited to receive the punishment. At this time, Zhu has always been Qiao Ma's first look, without saying a word, quietly waiting for Meng Han to fall.

"Missed?" Meng Han looked at the two of them, and it took a long time before he said his punishment: "That's poor control? After normal training every day in the future, whether it's splitting swords or stabbing swords, all of them will add a thousand times of training to me." ”

(To be continued)