I have a holy letter

Chapter 496, mentality

Hearing Wu Yue's muttering, Lang Fanyun's heart was shocked, and he thought to himself that this guy not only detected the enemy in advance, but also accurately identified the identity of the opponent!I thought that in terms of induction, I was just slightly inferior to him, but I never expected that it would be so much worse!

At this moment, Lang Fanyun finally understood the meaning of Wu Yue's phrase 'You come or I come'.What he asked was not the Japanese warrior in front of him, but the master behind him, the number one swordsman in the Japanese country, Shuiyue Dazong!
After thinking about this, Lang Fanyun smiled wryly, stepped back half a step, and signaled that he had no intention of making a move.

When the Japanese samurai rushed out of the water, there was a burst of shouting on the deck. Qi Bo, the white-haired man who asked Wuyue last time, drew out his weapon and stabbed the enemy in the back.

The man didn't even look at the attacking weapon, and when he was in the air, he pulled out the sword at his waist and swung it backwards, only to hear a clear cry of "Zheng", and Qi Bo fell back on the deck with a cry of pain, and fell back several steps in succession. , obviously suffered a lot.

Being hindered by this, the warrior twirled in the air, relieved the strength of the knife, then put his toes on the railing, and once again pounced on Lian Xiuxiu and Qin Mengyao like a lion fighting a rabbit.

The long and narrow long sword that was as thin as a piece of paper exuded a murderous aura, so cold that it made people's blood freeze. With this aura alone, it was not weaker than the strong man at the end of the black list.

Although Lian Xiuxiu was not disturbed, she stood with the world's number one swordsman on her right hand, and a peerless fierce demon who destroyed Nujiao Island with one move on her left hand. With such a powerful lineup, even if all the warriors in the Wa Kingdom were used, it would be difficult to move her in the slightest. .

Wu Yue caught a glimpse of Lang Fanyun's actions from the corner of his eye, but without saying a word, he took a step forward with his right foot.

There was Wuyue between Qin Mengyao and Lian Xiuxiu, and the distance between the three of them was nearly two meters, but when this step was taken, the Japanese warrior who rushed towards him couldn't help but change color.

There was a strange intuition in my heart, no matter if I attacked Lian Xiuxiu or Qin Mengyao, I would expose the left rib or right rib of the empty door to the opponent's nose, but if I returned the knife and then cut Wu Yue, such a close distance , Not to mention whether the change of tactics has any effect, whether it is too late is a problem.

Such a natural way of coping not only requires a very high level of swordsmanship, but also a very good familiarity with Japanese martial arts, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to faintly block almost all the opponent's offensive lines before a single move is made.

"how can that be?!"

Under the shock of the samurai's mind, the murderous aura concentrated on the knife immediately became unstable, his thoughts changed, and he finally chose to trust his intuition.

When he was less than one meter away from Wu Yue, he breathed out his true energy and circled his body to avoid it.At the same time, the Taidao in his hand turned into a sweep, drawing an arc in front of him, not seeking to injure the enemy, but only seeking to protect himself.

Until this moment, Wu Yue stepped forward with his left foot.

Everyone on the deck felt a blur before their eyes, as if shrinking to an inch. When they took the second step, they suddenly appeared behind the warrior. The index finger of his left hand slipped out of the cuff and pointed at the opponent's back.

The moment the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, the offense and defense have been reversed!

The Japanese warriors did not expect that Wu Yue not only surpassed him by one dimension in realm, but also beat him by several blocks in agility. Even Shuiyue Dazong couldn't catch up with such a weird and incomparable speed.At this moment, he was in mid-air and couldn't take advantage of his strength, so he had to bite the bullet and adjust the saber's posture a little bit, turning around and slashing towards Wu Yue's neck, but he was ready to die with him.

Wu Yue smirked, retracted the stabbing index finger like lightning, and stood on the side of the neck, at the same time, the spirit seed was poured into the blood vessel, and activated the static blood suit.

Ding!
The blade cut on the finger, but there was a sound of metal and iron, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Success?!"

The Japanese warrior was secretly delighted, he didn't intend to kill Wu Yue with this knife, but he wanted to fight for a lifeline so that he could escape from the crisis.

At this moment, 'forcing' Wu Yue to withdraw his defensive moves is exactly what he wanted.

"Huh? No! How does this sound sound like it's being cut on a weapon? Could it be that this guy is hiding a weapon like a dagger? Why haven't I noticed it?"

Several thoughts flashed through the Japanese warrior's mind one after another. He raised his eyes to look at the opponent, and suddenly his whole body seemed to be locked in the acupoints, and he even forgot to pull back and step back.

One after another, the sound of gasping came to the ears one after another. Everyone, including Lang Fanyun, was stunned by this terrifying scene, almost unable to think.

How can flesh and blood stand against a sharp blade?And it's a fragile finger!
Is this guy a human or a ghost?
"The sword is not bad, the momentum is not bad, and the skill is so-so. Your Excellency wants to rob everyone in the show with this alone. Is it too long?"

The smirk in Wu Yue's eyes became more and more intense, and the index finger blocking the Taidao slowly turned, from the side of the knuckles to the front, on the deck that was so quiet that you could hear the needle drop, the fine squeak from friction was even more noticeable Horror, like falling into an ice cave, shuddering.

The Japanese warrior turned a deaf ear to Wu Yue's sarcasm, his mind had already been filled with shocking waves, and only one thought kept flashing... How could there be such a terrifying martial arts in the world?

Before he could figure out what was going on, something even more terrifying happened!
I saw that the dark blue stripes on Wu Yue's hand quickly faded and disappeared, and the raised index finger slowly bent down, clamping the blade with the back of the bent middle finger, and pinched it lightly...

chap!
The sword that was as cold as snow was as fragile as a mirror. From the place where it was pinched by fingers, fine cracks exploded, and quickly spread to the entire blade.

These cracks seem to be alive, with countless thinner forks running through them in a haphazard manner, and within a second or two, hundreds of tiny grid-like patterns have formed.Then there was the clang of the blade exploding into pieces and falling to the deck.

Everyone was stunned again, and their jaws almost fell to the ground.

If you just broke the blade with your fingers, most of the people present could easily do it, but Wu Yue didn't use it to break it, but to pinch it!
Moreover, the fragments that fell on the ground seemed to be measured with a ruler in advance. Except for the innumerable irregular parts such as the tip of the knife, more than [-]% of them were the size of a fingernail, almost the same!
What kind of vigor and domineering inner strength, as well as millimeter-accurate control, is required to achieve such lightness and naturalness?

Thinking hard!
Lang Fanyun narrowed his eyes into a slit, couldn't help but replace himself with Wu Yue in his heart, repeated the scene just now, and finally shook his head and sighed helplessly.

Whether it's using the sharp blade with his fingers or crushing the whole knife, he can do it, but it's definitely not as perfect as Wu Yue's.

You know, the place where Wu Yue's fingers touch is only an inch or two from the tip of the knife, and the inner strength is transmitted across the spine of the knife more than one meter long to the collar of the knife, and it is necessary to perfectly shatter the knife into pieces of basically the same shape... Think about it It made him feel unbelievable, let alone put it into action.

The Japanese samurai stood there blankly, holding the bare handle of the knife with both hands, as if he had lost his soul, staring straight at the debris on the deck.

After being silent for half a minute, he suddenly let out a muffled grunt, spouting a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his whole state suddenly plummeted, and his expression was extremely listless.

Not only that, the samurai only felt that the zhenqi in his body was scattered, like a wild horse rushing left and right in his meridians, but under Wu Yue's terrifying pressure, he fell into the predicament of going mad.

Wu Yue crushed his saber with one hand, and crushed all his pride along the way.

A few days ago, he crossed the sea with great confidence and came to the Central Plains. As a result, he encountered an unrivaled opponent in his first battle. The gap between heaven and earth hit his self-confidence hard, it is really incalculable.

"As expected of a figure as famous as Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun, Quan Yilang was convinced of the loss, but it's a pity that he couldn't witness the decisive battle between Shuiyue Dazong and Your Excellency, hey..."

Accompanied by the last long sigh, Izumi Ichiro's eyes, ears, mouth and nose all gushed out amazing blood lines, his head drooped, his meridians reversed, and he died of breathlessness.

Wu Yue was slightly astonished, followed by deep disappointment.

I planned to experience the Japanese sword technique in this world, and confirm it with my own Quincy system, and learn from each other's strengths, but who knows that the opponent's mentality is so bad that I can't accept the destruction of a mere broken sword, what can I do?

But having said that, with the Japanese warrior's paranoid thinking that the sword is in the human body, even if Izumi Ichiro didn't go crazy, he would probably apologize...

(End of this chapter)