Crossing the tree path and crossing the cliff path, Han Baiyi relied on his strong physical fitness to carry the royal son on his back, crossed the cross bridge from the bottom of the bridge, and slaughtered a mouse that was only half a human tall.

The 'rat' here is not a real mouse, but a dwarf with a large head and a small body, gray skin, a musket or a knife in his hand, and often a straw hat.

Probably the product of Xianfeng, Biochemical Laboratory, and Temple again.

There's always something weird there.

Easily found the secret door at the bottom of the cliff, Han Baiyi discussed it with Yuzi, planning to run outside the city first, and then think about the rest later.

When the two discussed the future, Miko always looked elated.

Obviously, not long ago, he was silent.

But think about it, it should be, Miko should have been locked up in this place for three whole years, and anyone who is free will be very happy, right?

So Han Baiyi also enthusiastically discussed with Yuzi.

Even if he knew very well that according to the plot, Genichiro Ashina had already come to the miscanthus grass on the other side of the dark road alone.

Wait for the enemy to wear themselves out.

Sure enough, when the two of them passed through the long dark passage and walked into a white mango grass that did not pass the waist of ordinary people, a tall man covered in armor was looking up at the moon and waiting with a knife.

"It's been a long time, Miko."

"We haven't seen each other since we parted at my uncle's grave, have we?"

Miko's face was full of astonishment, and she looked at the wolf beside her in disbelief, and all kinds of thoughts flew in her head.

The bare little feet couldn't stop stepping on the piercing miscanthus and retreated step by step.

Then he suddenly mustered up his courage and stepped forward in a few steps:

"Ichiro-sama."

"I ......"

Han Baiyi reached out and pressed Yuzi's chest, signaling to hand over the battlefield to himself.

Yuzi looked up at Han Baiyi, but he didn't look back, just quietly looked at the tall man in front of him.

Holding a wedge pill in his hand.

A little struggle flashed in Miko's eyes, as if he was remorseful.

"I'm sorry."

Han Baiyi said calmly:

"Leave it to me."

Yuzi nodded and retreated a few feet behind Han Baiyi.

Han Baiyi just stared at the tall man not far away.

The moonlight was bright, the night sky was white, and the surrounding miscanthus grass was like clusters of feathers growing on the ground.

Both drew their swords at the same time.

Ei Na Genichiro raised his sword with one hand, the blade of the light was slightly cold, and his voice was soft and magnetic.

"Do you want to get in my way? Miko's ninja. ”

Han Baiyi was silent.

The tall man holds the sword in both hands:

"Genichiro Reina, go to war."

At the same time, Han Baiyi frantically recalled the wolf's way of using the sword, and the way he held the sword was a little stiff.

But he is confident in his speed, his strength, his reflexes.

With one hand and a wipe of his eyes, the experience he accumulated while squatting in the toilet allowed him to not even need to draw the spiritual lines, a flash of spiritual light, his pupils were slightly pale, and the meridians around his eye sockets swelled up with imperceptible meridians.

【Xuanzhang Style: Spiritual Eyes】

Sassy.

There was a slight sound of footsteps stepping over the miscanthus grass.

The two approached quickly.

With a "dang" sound, the two swords intersected, the blades pulled and slipped off each other, and a series of sparks flashed in the air.

The two swords split with one touch.

Ichiro only tried to make a false move, and immediately swept in with a sword.

Just a few simple confrontations were enough for Han Baiyi to learn a lot of information.

The strength is not much different from him, but the speed is slower than his.

You must know that Han Baiyi is not going to break the weightlifting record now, even if he is allowed to flip a car like a tire, it is not a problem.

However, it took him more than 500 spiritual points before and after to reach his current physical fitness.

It is inconceivable for ordinary people to reach such an extent.

In addition, it is the swordsmanship that can be called a thousand tempers.

The big sword that is more than one meter and more than two years old is swaying like a feather falling in his hand, and all kinds of light and dark combos emerge in endlessly, and the face of the sword style is relaxed and freehand in a row.

Han Baiyi's speed was obviously much faster than him, but he still firmly grasped the control of the confrontation.

His eyes rotated like wheels, his pupils rotated back and forth with the ever-changing blades in his sockets, and Ichiro's movements were divided into many broken images under the action of the spiritual eye.

If he hadn't reacted much faster, I'm afraid he would have been wiped on the throat with a sword.

But even so, the edge of the sword still gave Han Baiyi the illusion that he was on his back, staring at the tip of the sword all the time, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

Bang –

Taking advantage of the moment when Han Baiyi was attracted by Jian Feng, Reed Xianichiro kicked him in the calf, and Han Baiyi stumbled.

The big sword fell, and the light of the knife was like the moon in the water, blurry and bright.

Poof.

The blade flashed, and a piece of arm flew into the sky with splatters of blood.

Han Baiyi didn't even have time to feel the pain, and he felt that his body was suddenly out of balance.

Immediately afterward, a feeling of emptiness and a sharp pain in his left arm, like a piercing iron cone, hit his mind.

'Plop'

Han Baiyi knelt on the ground, and the pain almost made him faint.

"Ninja isn't that enough?"

Eina Koichiro didn't kill him, turned around, and looked disdainful.

Vaguely, Han Baiyi saw a masked ninja walking out of the grass, carrying the unconscious Miko on his shoulder.

Without the slightest hesitation, Han Baiyi endured the pain and immediately turned on the system [Timeline Adjustment].

Han Baiyi quickly rewinded fifteen minutes, and immediately reopened another timeline like dragging the video time bar.

"Read the file!"

The scene freezes, then changes rapidly.

In front of the gate of the city of water,

Miko's face turned red, and she twisted her little head: "...... Hmph, I see. ”

Han Baiyi looked at the royal son in front of him a little distractedly, and gently shook the severed left hand, without the slightest pain, and even his physical strength remained intact, as if all the experiences just now had been erased.

Yuzi saw Han Baiyi's movements of constantly touching his left hand, and said with a strange expression:

"Wolves? What are you doing? ”

Han Baiyi immediately turned around and smiled: "It's okay, master!" Let's go. ”

Miko had an expression like he had seen some monster:

"Wolves! You're actually laughing! I thought your face was frozen! ”

Han Baiyi suddenly pursed his lips.

This kid really can't speak.

After a while, the two came to the miscanthus again.

Miko looked stunned again: "Lord Ichiro! ”

Han Baiyi touched her chest and motioned her to step back, and pulled out his knife and stepped forward.

The two "dangdang" clashed several times, and Han Baiyi was cut off by a sword again.

Obviously, even if Han Baiyi's hardware configuration is much higher than that of Ei Ming Genichiro, his sword experience is far worse than that of the other side.

And this kind of technical gap is by no means something that can be quickly made up for in a few battles.

However, this time, Han Baiyi learned wisely, and the moment the blade touched his arm, he opened the system panel non-stop to change the timeline, and he didn't experience the pain of breaking his hand at all.

This time he didn't go fifteen minutes ahead, but twenty seconds, at the beginning of the battle.

Han Baiyi and Genichiro Reina faced each other, and the two drew their swords at the same time again.

Then they fought again, and then they were stabbed.

This time, Han Baiyi was more skilled, and he returned to the beginning of the battle.

What's it called?!

This is the hand speed practiced by the bald single-player archive shift!

Hawkers! After all, it hurts so much to be cut, it's good to experience a rise and rise experience, and the total experience will hurt people to death.

Han Baiyi felt okay.

Stand-alone players are a group of werewolves who can endure loneliness.,Isn't it normal to play the game and die a hundred and eighty times?,Don't you have six basic exercises.。

Since you can't beat it once or twice, let's try it a few more times.

So, Han Baiyi began to 'send hands' again and again.

Of course, Han Baiyi is not completely white, and occasionally he can hurt the other party two or three times with a quick move, and then he was immediately slashed by someone angrily and beheaded again.

During the entire process, Han Baiyi's kendo combat level was also rapidly improving at an unbelievable speed of others, quickly absorbing some of the combat memories left by the wolf.

Although it was suppressed throughout the whole process, there was always an antelope hanging horn without a trace, which could always give Reina Genichiro a sense of amazement like a glimpse of Feihong.

Then he was cut off.

However, the pressure brought by Han Baiyi to Rei Ming Genichiro began to increase, and the flow of the battle between the two was also changing rapidly.

At the beginning, Ei Ming Genichiro's beating of Han Baiyi was a 'temptation → a second kill', and then it gradually became a 'temptation→ go all out → kill'.

The battle between the two is getting longer and longer, and the wounds on Eina's body are accumulating more and more over time.

Until now, the tide of battle has finally begun to tilt.

When Ei Ming Genichiro rushed up in Han Baiyi, there was no room for temptation at all, and he had to go all out from the beginning.

The two of them had to fight for a long time before Ichiro could pay the price of serious injuries and achieve the goal of breaking his hand and making Han Baiyi lose his combat effectiveness.

It can be regarded as a big victory from the beginning, but now it has become a narrow victory.

The power gap is narrowing at a rapid pace.

Han Baiyi felt that his strength was only a little bit away from piercing that layer of diaphragm.

However, he was already tired.

Although his injuries and physical exhaustion disappeared with each time he went back in time, mental exhaustion was inevitable.

Fighting, summarizing, learning, looking for weaknesses.

After each resurrection, you have to go through such a process, and constantly learning through repeated experiences is a very tiring process.

This process may be understood by many college entrance examination candidates, science students just keep memorizing chemistry, physics, mathematical formulas and then brush up on questions, and liberal arts students keep memorizing the entire political geography history book.

Although we all know that these things are useful, every time it passes, it is a kind of torment.

However, unlike memorization, there is an extremely efficient sense of feedback discounting.

Every time I recall and summarize the sword moves, I can immediately apply them to the battle with Ichiro, and every confrontation is a high-speed operation of the body and brain.

This feeling fascinated Han Baiyi - who doesn't like that feeling of becoming stronger at a rapid pace?

In the repeated battles again and again, the pressure brought to him by Koichiro Reina became less and less.

Many times, Han Baiyi could even feel that he was suppressing the other party in reverse.

The feeling of ease in the battle with the minions gradually filled his chest again.

Every move, every style, every step.

Everything is reflected in the heart, as expected.

Soon, Han Baiyi seemed to have discovered a flaw in Xian Yilang's sword move, and he stepped and swung under his feet, and rushed away with his body.

"Thorn la la-"

The two swords intersected and pulled out a line of connected sparks, and the smell of rust as the steel burned filled the air.

Han Baiyi's pupils constricted, and he only had the opponent in front of him in his eyes.

Ichiro frowned and retreated, but the long Datai Dao was slightly bulky in front of the Taidao that was a cut short of it, and he couldn't return in time, so he had to sweep the blade towards Han Baiyi's shoulder, trying to exchange injuries for injuries.

Han Baiyi's heart was full of confidence,

I realized the distance between the two.

This knife can be slashed!!

Suddenly, the wind whistled in my ears.

A shuriken that came out of nowhere shot at the battlefield, pointing directly at Han Baiyi's neck.

As a last resort, Han Baiyi had to hurriedly retreat from the front and block the shuriken with one sword.

Poof.

The big sword swung down and cut off Han Baiyi's arm.

In the distance, a masked ninja stepped out of the grass.

Before Han Baiyi turned back to the timeline, he almost scolded.

'Made, I forgot I had a helper. ’

Time pulls back again.

Han Baiyi took advantage of this moment to turn his head and look at the position where the ninja came out, his eyes almost glowing green.

I'll kill you next time!