Invincible copy system

Zhang Fan once fought against the poisonous scorpion and stole a trick from her.

The Huan Shou Dao is not much different from the Ninja Sword, and Zhang Fan has never learned other sword skills.

This time, being cornered by Bai Yi, he unleashed his killer move.

The moment Zhang Fan drew the knife, the blade was filled with true energy, and the sharp force of the knife made a vacuum cut in the air.

He believed that this knife was enough to cut off the sword in Bai Yi's hand.

However, after seeing Zhang Fan's move, the corners of Bai Yi's mouth turned up slightly, and the sword move did not change.

At the moment when the sword touched, an incredible scene happened.

Zhang Fan's blade passed through Bai Yi's sword without causing any impact.

"phantom."

Zhang Fan immediately understood that the long sword he saw was just an illusion.

However, Juhe Zhan is a one-hit sure-kill move, and there is never such a thing as changing a move midway.

At this time, under Zhang Fan's gaze, the sword in Bai Yi's hand turned into countless sword shadows and stabbed at him.

His move has come to an end, there is no way to stop it.

Finally, the sword in Bai Yi's hand touched Zhang Fan's throat, and thousands of sword shadows disappeared.

"To stir up trouble means to stir up trouble. This move is nine times false and one part true. The truth and reality change. If you don't make a move, it's okay, but if you make a move, you will fall into the trap."

Zhang Fan put the knife back into its sheath, and replied angrily, "You are amazing, let's go."

"You are not bad, you actually know how to cut together. If I change my trick, there is a real possibility that I will be intercepted and killed by you."

Hearing what she said, Zhang Fan still couldn't be happy.

"Just now, why were you able to see through my illusion? Also, shouldn't your speed be so fast?"

"Hahaha"

Bai Yi didn't answer right away, but laughed out loud.

"Is there anything funny?"

Seeing that Zhang Fan was really angry, Bai Yi put away his smile, and explained seriously: "Beidou Tiangangbu, Clone Phantom, one is my husband-to-be, and the other is my old opponent. Do you think I haven't studied them? of martial arts?"

"What about the speed? You shouldn't be faster than me."

"Do you understand what is the unity of human and sword? The sword relies on the strength of the human. Of course, the human can also rely on the movement of the sword."

Zhang Fan could understand, but he couldn't tolerate being at a disadvantage.

Bai Yi said again: "All martial arts are mutual generation and mutual restraint. As long as there is a tangible move, there must be a flaw. The move is faster and the skill is stronger. This is the most ideal state. When the strength of the two sides is close, even, When your strength is much worse than your opponent’s, it’s all about calculation and mentality. It’s not difficult to come up with a set of sword skills, but do you believe in your own sword skills? Do you believe that you can defeat everyone? If you don’t have the will to win, you will lose sooner or later.”

"Can you teach me the Thirteen Styles of Wind and Rain?" Zhang Fan suddenly asked.

"Yes, but not necessary."

"why?"

"As I just said, the moves are not important. The essence of any exercise is the internal interpretation, which is the heart method. The wind and rain sword style is like the wind, continuous, like rain, pervasive. The wind and rain intersect, constantly, endlessly, endlessly. Left behind, also undefeated."

Zhang Fan thought for a long time, but felt that his understanding was still a little bit off, so he laughed and said, "Should I study ancient Chinese for a while first?"

"Huh..." Bai Yi also came back to his senses, and said, "Do you know how dangerous you are now? This set of swordsmanship was created by me ten years ago. You can't even beat me ten years ago, let alone me. You are facing an opponent who is on par with me. Moreover, the list of magic soldiers will start in a week, so your time is running out."

"Why is it like this every time?" Zhang Fan couldn't help complaining.

"Because this is your own choice."

Another choice, Zhang Fan knew that he could not turn back.

Because he chose to help Han Xuebaiyi, he almost killed Xiao Mei, and he was already missed.

Either knock down all the enemies in front of you, or die on the way to the charge.

"Miss Bai, how is your collection?"

"Will it be less than Senior Brother Jin?"

Some time ago, in order to learn how to restrain Long Lingyun, Zhang Fan watched Jin You's boxing scores in Qinglong.

Now, only by mastering eighteen weapons can he obtain his own routine.

"Can I take a look?"

"No."

But Bai Yi's answer was beyond Zhang Fan's expectation.

"What I want is not your family's family-inherited martial arts? Besides, there are not only swords and swords on the list of magic soldiers. For a person like me who has so little experience, do you want me to perform it on the spot?"

"That time at the Azure Dragon Temple, you almost lost your temper. If I gave you all the cheats, your meridians will be messed up again."

"Have you... already thought about how to train me?"

"Wrong, how to fix you?"

After finishing speaking, Bai Yi dragged out a box from the closet next to him, and said to Zhang Fan, "Look at these first."

Zhang Fan kicked the lid open and took a look at the contents inside.

"Only these few books? I can learn it at a glance?"

"Then you should start watching."

After speaking, Bai Yi turned around and left the martial arts arena.

Although Zhang Fan didn't understand what she meant, he still complied.

But at first, he still felt a little aggrieved.

"Knife, single-sided long-bladed short weapon. Its initial form is very similar to that of a Yue. Its shape is short handle, with a raised head, no decoration on the spine, and a long blade. By the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period..."

"The sword is the 'gut of a hundred soldiers', one of the most important weapons in martial arts. People who practice martial arts use swords the most, and they have also created many sword routines and formed many sword schools..."

……

There are only a few ancient books, and there are a lot of introduction books about the history and theory of knives.

Relying on his super senses, hand, eye, and ear coordination, Zhang Fan mastered the contents of several books in less than half an hour.

"Bai Yi, Bai Yi..."

Then, Zhang Fan shouted rudely in the hall.

Not long after, Bai Yi came running angrily.

She knew Zhang Fan's ability, and it was very clear that he had mastered all the content and techniques.

"Is it all over?"

"Of course, if not, I'll recite it for you with my eyes closed."

"No. Come with me."

Bai Yi had no other requests, and directly led Zhang Fan to another room.

The size of the room is small, but there are many things in it, and the arrangement is very messy.

"Bai Yi, this is your family's waste warehouse."

Zhang Fan said something casually.

However, Bai Yi replied: "That's right."

After hearing her answer, Zhang Fan was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

"Let's make a cameo of you as a trash shredder."

"What do you mean?"

"You've got one day now to cut everything here into little pieces like this."

Saying that, Bai Yi spat out a piece of hard candy from his mouth.