get stronger by breathing

"President, this last sword stinks!" Someone noticed Chu Zongxi's last combo of moves and was defeated by a simple sword, and complained aloud.

"Is he careless?" The students of the military strike department were also a little unbelievable. Of course, it was a sense of accomplishment to defeat the leader of the Western Sword Society, but when he came back to his senses, what happened to the sword just now?How did the sword master on the opposite side get hit by the sword?Thinking about the whole process, there is only one conclusion that everyone can draw: the Western Sword Master is careless!It was a complete accident that it would be overturned in the end!

Originally, President Chu Zongxi had all the advantages, but this advantage came and went too fast, like a tornado sweeping in and out.

Tian Wenqiao, who was eating retail in the audience, couldn't react.

Just like that?

Great!
Almost everyone thinks so!
Ye Luo's eyes gradually became sharper, the sword just now was very clever!
The contestant in the military strike department made a simple blow, and his figure was incited, like a flying swallow flying back, and the speed of the sword that burst out in an instant was much faster than President Chu Zongxi's sword speed!This is the fundamental reason why President Chu Zongxi was hit by the sword.

Another reason is that the sword angle of the fighters in the combat department is quite tricky, and from the bottom up, they swept the throat fiercely, and brought their speed skills to a very high level. A simple sword has a deep impact. Basic skills are not something that ordinary beginners who are new to kendo can do.

On the side of the military strike department, Qi Yinxue took off his visor to breathe a little bit. Although the kendo competition was only a few minutes, it required a high degree of concentration during these few minutes, and the body was also in a highly sensitive state. , A few minutes of the game is also quite hard.Her eyes were still very bright and sharp, a little sweat dripped from her smooth forehead, and her white and tender oval face was flushed, very touching.

"Don't call me such a weak opponent."

The simplest complaint has become the most powerful mockery.

Everyone in Xiyangjian showed resentment on their faces, and the grumpy ones were about to copy their swords and go up.

But he was held back by the president Chu Zongxi.

A layman watching the excitement and an expert watching the doorway. Although the president Chu Zongxi is limited to his own level and cannot see the skill of the last sword, the few swords that Qi Yinxue received in front of him are quite remarkable. Chu Zongxi can guarantee that those swords were present Most of the people couldn't catch it, but Qi Yingxue caught it, and she didn't catch it with a fast sword, she caught it with a very slow sword speed.

Using slow to beat fast is not just as simple as talking about it, the skills and skills required in it are not enough for outsiders.

but,

Under normal circumstances, today is a loser!

Fortunately, the real trump card of the Western Sword Society was invited today,

Otherwise, it's really embarrassing!
"Victory is inevitable. Why, do you have any dissatisfaction? My sister kindly taught you freshmen how to play swords."

Seeing someone dissatisfied, Qi Yingxue stared back confidently, with a provocative expression of "play again if you have the ability".

"Hurry up... go to the Western Paradise to invite the Tathagata Buddha..."

"Who are you looking for?"

Everyone in Xiyangjian was dumbfounded.

"Our Western Sword Club still has a trump card!"

He pointed to where Ye Luo and Tian Wenqiao were sitting in the seats.

At the same time, Tian Wenqiao slowly stood up from his seat, and waved his hands slowly and gracefully like the leader.

"The trump card of the military strike department is me!"

The way Ye Luo looked at Tian Wenqiao changed. I didn't expect that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are not only a master at finding a girlfriend, but also a master of swordsmanship.

Anyway, Ye Luo had never seen Tian Wenqiao's profound swordsmanship during his time at the Western Sword Club.

But it can't be dismantled at this time, can it?
Not only can't tear down the stage, but also applaud!Send blessings and support to the brothers!
While Ye Luo was applauding for his friend, Tian Wenqiao hiccupped because he drank too much carbonated soda.

"Hi! The trump card of the Western Sword Club is Master Ye next to me!"

Tian Wenqiao paused for a long time, and finally finished speaking.

Everyone in the stadium immediately turned their eyes from Tian Wenqiao to Ye Luo.

Only Ye Luo maintained the posture of laughing and applauding, but his smile gradually froze and his movements became stiffer.

Director, this plot is not right!

From the old Northeast Railway who watched the live broadcast with 666, he entered the live broadcast room and became the anchor Karl of all kinds of super god killings.

Who can be prepared for this?
Tian Wenqiao helped Ye Luo who was still sitting stiffly in the stands, and walked towards the field, saying things like: "I told you not to be so low-key, too low-key is also a kind of showing off".

Beads of sweat are about to drip from Ye Luo's head, okay?
Comrade Carl has nine guarantees and one to be undefeated in the game of fish ponds. What do I need to pretend to be this bully!

Ye Luo panicked inside!
Just when he was about to dismiss it, his right hand jumped unconsciously.

Quite a familiar feeling!
eager!

A thirst for swords!

My right hand, I don't know when, I fell in love with the feeling of holding a sword.

This competition... maybe I... can really do it!

Tian Wenqiao walked forward while holding Ye Luo's hand, and at the same time said a few lines to the freshmen, "I have sharpened my sword for ten years, but I have never tried the frost blade. If I show you today, who is wrong?"

A chubby boy came to Ye Luo and Tian Wenqiao with a sword bag on his shoulders,
"Master Ye, I brought you your things!"

Tian Wenqiao excitedly opened the sword bag, and said to Ye Luo excitedly: "Master Ye, your sword bag has been in the Western Sword Association for more than a year, and everyone uses it when they have time. Don't mind. Try it first to see if it works."

There are five nylon swords listed in the sword bag like a peacock spreading its tail, and the two swords are shining brightly, obviously real swords!

German two-handed sword!
Swift Sword!
Scottish Broadsword!
Swiss Army Knife!

Flame-shaped sword!

Mongolian scimitar!

Assassin Dagger!

Among them, the Swiss Army Knife and the Assassin's Dagger are real swords, and the others are just nylon products, not lethal weapons.

What shocked Ye Luo the most was the dusty weapon that was pressed under the seven swords—the Hidden Arrow!
The soldiers who clamored "Western swords throw away their helmets and armor, and fight against the best in the world" were pressed the mute button and stopped clamoring.

Then the boys in the arena gasped for hundreds of breaths, and sighed: "Same nine years, you Hexiu?"

"Is this the demeanor of a master? You have to carry seven swords?"

The temperature in the gym has risen several degrees.

"Look, I brought you all your previous weapons, is it unexpected, are you happy?"

Tian Wenqiao patted Ye Luo's shoulder, feeling proud and proud: "I didn't have lunch with my girlfriend today on purpose just to give you these weapons. I am so reliable and seamless in my work. Handsome Not handsome?"

Ye Luo couldn't help but smile a little,
He picked up the sleeve arrow, although it looked dusty, and it looked like the wood used as the crossbow was about to rot, but this familiar feeling...

Isn't this the sleeve arrow that I used in that illusion!

And although I have practiced kendo in the Western Sword Club, where is there an exclusive sword bag?
The memories of other people have changed again unknowingly!

Wang Ning, the head of the military strike department, stared at Ye Luo who was acting stiffly, with an uncertain expression.

When Ye Luo first entered the gymnasium, he didn't see any tricks.But the more I looked at it now, Ye Luo's steps were very rhythmic, and the span of each step was [-] times that of a normal person, so accurate.

Is a master!

Wang Ning leaned close to Qi Yinxue's ear, and reminded softly: "Those seven swords are the most commonly used weapons of Ou Jian. The German Meyer style, Italian sword and dagger are both easy to handle, but the one in his hand Only Xiujian, I haven't heard much about it, you have to be careful of his sword going sideways."

After the armor was replaced, Ye Luo took out the sleeve arrow from the sword bag and fixed it on his arm with a rope. The sleeve arrow had rotted so much that it was impossible to fire it, but it was still possible to use it as a dagger.

Aguilar is best at the sleeve arrow!

Qi Yinxue laughed, Ye Luo was shocked when she opened her mouth!
"Unexpectedly, I always thought that 'creed' was only found in Europe, but I didn't expect to see 'creed' here."

"'Creed'? What 'creed'?" Some people asked in confusion.

"Fuck, are you from an alien? Haven't you seen the popular "Assassin's Creed" recently? Look at that weapon, isn't it exactly the same as the Hidden Arrow, the protagonist's weapon in "Assassin's Creed"?"

"Sleeve arrow?" The man trembled, "Can it be fired?"

"Launch..." The other person hesitated for a while, and said uncertainly: "Shouldn't it be possible to launch it? It's probably just a model sleeve arrow."

Someone took out a camera and snapped at Ye Luo and the sleeve arrow in his hand.

The referee couldn't stand it anymore, and tapped the ground with his blocking stick, signaling to hurry up the game. There was still a class in the afternoon, so if he continued to brag, he would not be able to occupy the gymnasium.

Qi Yinxue put on her visor and walked quickly onto the ring.

The referee raised his left hand alone to signal both sides to salute.

Forget it, Qi Yinxue also made a provocative gesture of cutting her throat.

"Damn, you dare to mock? Master Ye let him see how powerful you are!"

Ye Luo didn't care about it. He touched the arrow of the sleeve arrow with his hand and wiped it. Although it was a bit blunt, it could still pierce the visor with Ye Luo's hand!this this?Is this sleeve arrow real or fake?If it's the sleeve arrow in the illusion, does this sleeve arrow have poison that sees blood and seals the throat?Can this be used for competition?
Ye Luo raised his hand weakly, "Teacher... Let me ask, can I change my weapon?"

"You can't exchange weapons while standing on the court," the referee shook his head.

Hearing this answer, Ye Luo's heart suddenly stopped.

The swordsmanship he learned didn't focus on keeping strength, and he paid attention to killing with one blow.But the problem is that one blow is sure to kill, what should Qi Yinxue do if he bleeds and is poisoned?But you don't need to do your best?This... Could it be that the Kendo Club is about to be disbanded by him?

No matter how you choose, it seems that there is a pot waiting for you to carry it?