The event was approaching, and the unreasonable sense of urgency was suppressed in their hearts, and in the Hot Spring Villa, Guan Feng and Zuo Qian also devoted all their time to research and training, and a large amount of time was invested in the battle platform.

After a few days of outbreaks, I saved enough manuscripts and moved into the temporary professional dormitory at Hot Springs Lodge.

In fact, the civil war doesn't make much sense, we have a total of two or three people, turning over and over, if you can fight, you can fight, but you can't fight, you are improving at the same time others are also improving, so many years ago, there is no gap between you, in a short period of time, you want to overtake in a corner, the possibility is too small.

More importantly, our future is a battle against the outside world, is to fight with others again, only to adapt to other people's playing style, accumulate more actual combat experience, in order to deal with the future situation.

"Boss, it's morning."

"You're early, too, is it still the same today? Match each other and accumulate practical experience? "The main question I am asking is Zuo Qian, compared to us, he is professional, Guan Feng and I, are completely just halfway monks, born in the wild road, and have the inheritance of Miao Lao Dao, otherwise, we can't even beat the professional boxers at the bottom.

"Yes, continue to fight, just start your own work, just reserve the last three days for rest, and the rest of the time, just match crazy on the platform, almost most of the clubs are doing this now, unless it is the kind of team with absolutely clever teaching and guidance, this point in time will check and fill in the gaps."

"Boss, you are a player with a weapon, you should pay attention to the number of deaths, not exceed the upper limit of the description, it is best to reserve a chance, the game is approaching, at this point in time, don't have any problems, Lao Guan and I are empty-handed, the lethality rate is not high, if you don't fight desperately, under normal circumstances, there is a chance to admit defeat and quit."

I nodded, understanding Zuo Qian's worries, the sword has no eyes, it is not a joke, when it is really combat, I will understand that the swordsmanship used for killing is the vital point of the human body, and in the fighting, a mistake may be killed directly.

"Let's go our separate ways."

With that, I walked into the virtual warehouse that I had been using.

According to the pre-set image, put on the mask, select the holder, and start matching.

The battle platform does not engage in the so-called ladder, because there are too few people, and the role of the ladder will cause a big trouble, so that those masters can not match the opponent at all. This creates uncertainty about matchmaking, and you have no idea what level of your opponent will be, whether it's just a curious boy or a professional player from a club.

The waiting time did not exceed 10 seconds, and as soon as the scene in front of him changed, the person appeared on an octagonal cage-like fighting ring.

The scene is also random, maybe you appear in the octagon cage ring this time, and the next time, you will appear on the Great Wall.

On the opposite side was a knife player, which was a weapon similar to Tang Hengdao, he held a knife in one hand, flat in front of him, his body was in a state of a slight bow, and a pair of glasses stared at me.

He's a master!

The eyes of an amateur do not reach this level.

In some martial arts novels, there is often such a description: the essence of the eyes flashes. There is empirical evidence to test, as long as the average martial arts practitioner is on the right path, his spirit is not comparable to ordinary people, and what he brings is to give people the feeling that the eyes are particularly bright, especially bright and clear.

There are no taunts, and there are no opening lines.

The man slashed with a knife, the speed was extremely fast, the space in the octagonal cage ring was not large, and the man exploded at full speed, and the knife seemed to come from the sky, faster than lightning.

The moment the swords collided, the power of the shock was transmitted to my hand through the hilt, and some unexpected force almost shook the sword in my hand.

I was shocked, the opponents I have matched several times in a row in the past few days have a big gap with me in terms of strength, plus the use of weapons, it was originally some people who could not mobilize their whole body strength, and they used weapons, resulting in a great reduction in strength, with my current holding height, I can cope with it with ease.

As a result, he let his guard down, it was a two-handed knife, and the position of the handle was deliberately lengthened.

A person with a knife in both hands is either extremely confident in his sword skills, or the sword technique he has cultivated is extremely aggressive.

From the perspective of people's psychological feelings, it is very difficult to give up the other hand, use a thing outside the body, restrain one's hands, and rely on that knife to achieve attack and defense, and in the psychology of the vast majority of people, in this state, there is no sense of security.

This is why many swords are actually held with one hand.

The man was also a little surprised to see that he didn't knock the sword in my hand for the first time, and in an instant, he completed the traction and unloading, and it was a straight stab because of the situation.

Precise and standard, it is like a machine, straight to the position of the heart.

I exerted my strength, the tip of the needle against the wheat, the tip of the sword and the tip of the sword collided between the electric light and flint, and at the moment of power feedback, I used this force to retreat backwards.

This is a real master, a master of weapons, and a very talented one. I have been looking forward to this kind of battle for a long time.

The long sword slashed in front of him, retracted to the right side, and the tip of the sword turned downward, and then launched a strong attack.

The most plain description of the sword is fast, accurate, and ruthless, and all kinds of swordsmanship of fighting styles are derived from this basis, Song Zongting's sword is accurate and elegant, and in my hands, the ultimate purpose of swordsmanship is to destroy!

Horizontal and vertical, with points to break the surface, destroy the withered and decayed.

Even if you can't do it yourself, you have to brew an infinite burst of sensation in your heart, let this feeling fill your heart, and become the source of strength in my own heart.

I haven't cultivated the Tao, and my experience is not as rich as that of the old Song Zongting, so I can't learn from his waves of the sea, calm and strong.

Therefore, I need to brew emotions in my heart to urge the sharpness of swordsmanship.

Exploding is the most perfect emotion for me, the kind of catharsis and longing, wherever my sword touches, it explodes everything, and it breaks the face.

The sword danced in the air, erupting with a pleasant sound of breaking through the air.

The martial arts concept of the way of attack and defense was wildly practiced in my mind.

To use the most simple analogy, just like two backgammon players who have already walked on the decisive one, I can only let him be tired of parrying, let him have to save himself, and lead him to move until he loses completely.

And in this process, there may be a possibility that he found a glimmer of life while parrying, and one son decided the winner.

This is the balance of offense and defense.

Under the crazy attack, I am becoming more and more handy, and his defense has been declining, and he is obviously not the one who can decide the winner while defending.

This is also the so-called importance of seizing the opportunity in the battle.

Backgammon, the simplest way to play, highlights the most simple truth.

If you miss the opportunity and make a mistake, you will make a mistake.

A sword seals the throat, there is no terrible wound, there is no bloody stabbing and pulling the picture, there is only one point, a sword is poured into the mouth, the back of the head is holed, between the electric light and flint, the sword is withdrawn, and the blood is thrown away, spilled on the ground, in case the opponent suddenly counterattacks to death, at this time, it is the easiest to succeed.

Everyone's weapons are of similar length, you have hurt him, there is no reason why he can't hurt you, the flesh is mortal, his knife, is enough to kill me, although it is not really fatal here.

But if you can get 3 points on the field, why do you have to get 1 point?

He closed his eyes, and from his eyes, I seemed to see a feeling of relief, which was a strange feeling, only to see his body dissolve into pieces in space, pixelated and disappear, and I withdrew from the battle scene.

In this battle, the understanding of the battle has become more and more in-depth, the opponent is rare, but unfortunately, the next time I encounter him, it may be in the big competition, and I don't know if our club is qualified to rush to that level of the competition circle.

Be in good spirits and keep matching.

This time it was faster than before, but the enemy who appeared in front of me made me a little speechless, is it a woman, or a woman without disguise, why is this Su Xi so ghostly?

This woman, who was dressed in a white tight-fitting sportswear, was unfortunately not allowed to appear on the holding device of the battle platform, all without helmets, and she was holding a slender elastic steel sword.

There is no doubt that it is the kind of fencing costume we saw in the sports meeting before, and looking at her appearance, it seems that she is also practicing like that.

I didn't pay attention to any kind of sport, the skill is almost like the casual nonsense of the ancestors, the real fencing master, can do an alternative precision and elegance, in a short time, inflict terrifying damage, and before the enemy even understands it, it is already dead.

She looked at me with piercing eyes, and her body was in the most orthodox fencing preparation.

The close-fitting and tight white fencing suit completely highlights her figure, even if it is not a fight, it is also a very eye-catching thing, make a set for Da Lei another day, or let her learn it, after all, one is cosplay, and the other is really will, then the feeling is naturally different.

Looking at her appearance, I didn't mean to hide it from her, and took off the mask on my face with one hand.

After putting away the sword, he looked at her calmly, "Su Da Beauty, the frequency of our contact seems to be higher recently." ”

She was a little surprised when she saw my face, it didn't look like a disguise, and it seemed that she hadn't been clear before.

It can only be said that it is really too coincidental.

"It's you?"

I spread my hands and asked with a smile, "Can't you?" ”

She shook her head and looked at me with suspicion in her eyes, "It's not that it can't be, but I just think it's too much of a coincidence?" ”

Well?

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