Is this a hit?

Oscar's gaze was full of doubt, and he shifted back and forth between Lizzie and the medium-sized practice sword in his hand. He didn't think the blow was an effective blow, only a small part of the tip of the sword had scraped the corner of Lizzie's coat, and that part was most likely lifted by the air movement.

The tip of the sword was hooked to the cuff of Lizzie's left arm, the rough tip of the sword leaving a knuckle-wide crack in the thin fabric. The heavy blade of the practice sword has no sharp edge, and even the tip of the sword is only a slightly curved obtuse angle, and it is impossible for this sword to cut anything, let alone leave a scar.

Oscar could be sure that he hadn't used a bit of his magic power, and all his energy was focused on wielding his weapon, and he couldn't separate the extra energy to control his magic power. Without refined magic flowing through the body, there will be no movement without manipulation.

There was another question that bothered him - why did he swing his sword in that way before?

Oscar's eyes were focused on the sword in his hand, when he was engrossed in the battle just now, his body had already acted before he could think, and now he calmed down, he didn't know why he swung the sword in his hand in such a way without learning much swordsmanship.

He had never seen anyone use such swordsmanship before, nor had he thought about swinging his sword in such a way. The way the sword was wielded was a bit grotesque, but it worked. Even Lizzie, who had almost seen through his attacks, couldn't completely dodge the strange trajectory of the swing.

He searched his brain for memories of the time he swung the sword, and no matter what he thought, he couldn't find the exact thought of that moment. The feeling of the swing is still in the hand, and the body remembers the trajectory of the movement at that time, and the only thing that is difficult to remember is the motivation that prompted the body to act in this way.

Old problems are not solved, new ones are popping up, and the flood of problems is causing Oscar a headache. He really didn't want to think about these inexplicable things if he could. But these doubts lingered and accumulated unilaterally in his heart.

"Look at it, that's why I said if you want to do it, you can still do it if you work hard. Looking at the threads on his clothes that had been hooked by the tip of the sword, and then at Oscar, who was still staring at the sword in his hand, Lizzie burst into laughter, "Congratulations, Oscar - your other half is also qualified." ”

Regardless of what Oscar thinks, Lizzie has come to terms with the fact that she was hit.

Suddenly, the expression on Oscar's face became tangled, and he scratched his cheeks with a little anxiety and said, "Qualified...... I, but it was a pure accident, wasn't it? I didn't hit it accurately! Seriously, Miss Lizzie, even if I passed, I wouldn't be able to accept it. ”

As he said, he couldn't quite accept the result. If you want to hit it, it is indeed a hit - it's just that the place where the blade is is slightly cut into an inconsequential position. Such an attack cannot inflict any damage on the enemy at all in battle.

"Ah, that's right, you're qualified. Lizzie nodded, and shook her head again, which was an answer to Oscar's question, "The last sword is not an accident, it was indeed you who hit." I forcibly avoided it, and I didn't expect your sword to swing from that angle. ”

While Oscar was still stunned, Lizzie suddenly approached him, copied it casually, and took the medium-sized practice sword from his hand. Holding it in his hand and looking at it carefully, it was as if he wanted to see through its wooden shell. However, this sword is provided in the training ground, and of course there will be no built-in mechanism.

Then her lips lifted slightly, and the cold voice flowed from Lizzie's mouth like a river about to freeze. Every word she chanted was an esoteric ancient language, and as she recited it, the practice sword she held in her hand lit up with a glimmer like fireflies, and disappeared in an instant.

A long, low word came out of his mouth, announcing the end of the chanting of the ancient language. In the process, there was no other reaction to the practice sword except for a little firefly, and Lizzie didn't care, turned to look at Oscar and said, "You are qualified, so as a reward, I will tell you a good thing." ”

She slammed the wooden practice sword to the ground, the long sword that had only reached Oscar's waist was almost up to her chin, and the tip of the sword sank slightly into the ground. Although it was a bit hard to stand like this, Lizzie didn't care about practicing her sword in such an awkward position.

"Feel the flow of mana within you and refine them as if they were ready to cast a spell. Shrugging, Lizzie looked at Oscar, who had a wolfish expression, and said, "Then adjust them, don't output them, but spread the refined mana as evenly as possible on the inside of the body." ”

Lizzie doesn't just pay lip service, she also demonstrates the use of magic according to her own words. In a few breaths, Oscar suddenly felt that the skinny girl had become different—an indescribable aura poured out of her, and the darkness that covered her became distinct, as if it had taken on a physical form.

Danger! Danger! Danger!

Lizzie's sudden change overwhelms Oscar, and an alarm rings in his brain to warn him that the girl in front of him is dangerous. But Oscar didn't even know why he was so afraid, he could only feel a chill rising from the deepest part of his heart.

Lizzie raised her practice sword and rested it on her shoulder, hunched back like an untamed black cat. In the meager light, her thin figure was elongated, and the shadow projected was like a sleeping giant, completely enveloping Oscar in the darkness that was too deep for people to look at.

In the backlight, Lizzie's eyes, which should have been dull, seemed to be burning with blue-white phosphorus fire. Looking at the godless eyes through the surging breath, a dull glimmer could be seen. Like a jewel that has been passed away for a long time, it leaves a trail of afterimages in the darkness.

Lizzie still didn't pose ready to attack, but stood expressionless in the dim light and shadow, letting the chilling cold air spread her teeth and claws—she just stood there, like a spring, constantly gushing out of the darkness that made people shiver in the bottom of her heart.

Suddenly, the black aura that had enveloped Lizzie vanished. The darkness that had been wielding its claws unscrupulously a moment ago collapsed in an instant, and disappeared silently in the blink of an eye. The light and shadow returned to their original places, and the thin girl still stood harmlessly.

"Understood, this is the basic method of using magic to strengthen the body" yawned, and Lizzie said as if nothing had happened just now, "If there is no problem, then it will be your turn, and it should not be difficult for you to use the magic as I just said." ”

Taking a deep breath and forcibly pressing the restless heartbeat in his chest, Oscar adjusted his breathing, trying to control the magic in his body as Lizzie said. Contrary to his expectations, the magic that needed to be manipulated was much more than expected, and the difficulty naturally increased proportionally.

For the Wizard, manipulation magic is the foundation of the basics. The magic power circulating throughout the body is extracted according to a certain proportion, and the guò refining method is used to further condense it, and then injected into the magic machine or some spell tools, and the corresponding spell can be compiled according to a certain structure.

Now Lizzie had him do something similar to weaving spells, presumably a more direct way to use magic. This method of use is easy to say, but it is indeed difficult to operate. The flow of mana flowing throughout the body will transport the mana in the body in a certain regularity, and if you want the refined mana to be "spread as evenly as possible on the inside of the body", you must first cross this flow, and at the same time ensure that you avoid excessive escape when spreading.

If the force of the operation is too light, the refined mana will be swept away by the mana flow, and conversely, if the force is too heavy, too much will be wasted when adjusting. In addition to this, it is important to concentrate on adjusting the direction of the flow of mana so that it is not spread out unevenly...... In practice, there were many more problems than expected, and even Oscar, who was fairly good among the elemental apprentices, took a while to find a trick.

Follow the method instructed by Lizzie and feel the flow of mana in your body and refine them as if you were preparing to cast a spell. The refined magic flows through the body like blood, and then adjusts their flow trajectory so that they are assigned to their assigned places as they pass through each place.

The sensation of the body became strange, and Oscar could not describe the sensation well in words, only an inexplicable sense of relief. The pressure on his body became lighter, and his body seemed to be full of coordination everywhere, and he even felt that he could still swing two thousand times now.

Oscar tried to exercise, and his body, which had been unable to move an inch due to fatigue just now, became much stronger. My waist is no longer sore, my legs are not painful, I am running faster, and I am jumping higher...... Using this kind of reinforcement, it was like changing his body in an instant, and Oscar was sure that his body had never been so "strong"

Pass.

"Miss Lizzie, this, this spell is so powerful!" Oscar moved his body greatly, and the changes in his body made him sigh, "Why didn't you tell me that I could use this method to strengthen my body before training?"

Oscar was overjoyed to have gained a different power, but Lizzie didn't care, she said mysteriously, "Why...... You'll soon understand. ”

No sooner had Lizzie said her words than Oscar understood what she meant, and he clearly sensed that the magic in his body was draining away like never before. This spell can indeed improve physical ability, but the amount of magic power consumed is also quite amazing. After only a little while, the magic power in his body was almost exhausted.

Shake it twice, and a feeling of dizziness causes Oscar to fall to his knees.

"No matter how much you use spells to strengthen it, your body is your body after all. Lizzie looked at Oscar, who was kneeling on the ground because of the loss of strength, and said, "What kind of Cheng Dù you can do does not depend on what kind of spells you use, but on the true level of your body." ”

Oscar was lying on his back on the ground, his face full of "You calculated me", but unfortunately even if he wanted to protest, he couldn't help it, and his powerless body was already difficult to move.

"Hehe, rest assured, I'll take care of sending you back. ”

Confirming that Oscar had completely lost consciousness due to the double overconsumption of magic and body, Lizzie chuckled. The girl looked up at the stars in the sky and said in a voice that no one could hear, "Good night, the last descendant of the sword." Even you should be able to sleep peacefully in this day and age. ”

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