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Zhang Haoran was somewhat stunned and said, "This is too weak! He can't even take one of my moves!"

Then he immediately thought of a serious problem. After killing the white-clothed swordsman, his understanding of the fast swordsmanship came to an end.

Will it be the same this time?

He hasn't realized anything yet!

If it ends here, wouldn't the value points spent on purchasing the Guijian Dao be wasted?

At this time, a black figure gradually emerged on the other side of the ring.

"Fortunately, Wanjie Building is not that bad!"

When he saw the black-clad swordsman appear again, Zhang Haoran breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he was a little annoyed in his heart: "Damn! If I had known that I could use the Dominant Sword Technique here, I would have used it when fighting the White-Clothed Swordsman!"

Considering the white-clothed swordsman's condition of being killed with just one touch, it would definitely be easy to deal with him using the Dominant Sword Technique.

But he never thought that with the speed of the swordsman in white, would he have the opportunity to use the Dominant Sword?

Zhang Haoran felt very wronged when he thought about the hundreds of deaths that occurred because of his momentary negligence.

This was mainly because he had died too many times in the Sword Mastery stage and had become a little numb!

When it comes to the fast sword technique, I subconsciously think that I should try the sword myself in order to better understand the sword technique.

The more he thought about it, the more he held his breath, cursing, "I told you! Even if there are too many deaths in the illusion, it's not a good thing, it will definitely cause psychological problems!

If you are so careless in the outside world, then you will really die."

By the way, he never felt that Wanjie Building would be so unreliable before!

It seems that once this problem comes out, we must find a way to solve it.

Although being indifferent to life and death allows him to maintain peak combat power under any circumstances.

But the fear of death can also prevent him from losing his sense of crisis!

Zhang Haoran looked at the black-clad swordsman who was rushing towards him again, and continued to use fast swordsmanship to stop the opponent from approaching.

A thought suddenly popped into his mind.

“Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle!

I will comprehend the Way of the Trickster Sword first, and when I am certain, I will let him come over for a close combat. Survival is the most important thing, I don't want to die again!"

At this moment, he felt very bad and thought there was something wrong with his mentality. Sometimes he was extremely indifferent to death. He always felt that he had died thousands of times and dying again would not be a big deal.

Sometimes he is extremely in awe of death, or even fearful of it, just like now. He would rather reduce the efficiency of his comprehension than take risks.

This mentality is wrong!

We must find a way to adjust it!

But he couldn't think of any good solution for the moment, so he could only wait until he finished learning the art of the strange sword and ask Wanjielou for help.

Zhang Haoran used fast swordsmanship to suppress the black-clad swordsman, preventing him from getting close, and gradually understood the tricky swordsmanship from the opponent's counterattack.

Several hours passed, and he only understood a little bit, and accidentally killed the opponent several times.

This made him a little impatient!

"Damn! This level of comprehension efficiency is too low!

I have to go to the King's Battle Ground in a few days, so I don't have that much time to waste here!"

Another thought came to his mind: "Why not let him go?

Anyway, I have understood the basic theories of Guijiandao through memory indoctrination.

The Guijian Dao is similar to the Dugu Nine Swords that I learned before. If combined with the Fast Sword Dao, I shouldn’t be defeated! "

With this idea in mind, he slowed down the movement of his sword.

The black-clad swordsman immediately bounced back a large amount of sword light, which offset the sword light that was coming at him. A crack appeared in the solid blockade, and the black-clad swordsman immediately dodged and took the opportunity to approach quickly.

Zhang Haoran swung his sword again, limiting the opponent's movement speed. Even if he wanted to let him go, he couldn't let the opponent rush over all at once. He had to control the rhythm of the battle in his own hands.

However, as the black-clad swordsman got closer, he began to feel a sense of crisis.

"Hey! Why do I feel a sense of crisis? This guy is so weak, can he still be a threat to me?"

He burst out with sword power again, trying to suppress the opponent.

This burst of sword power made his mind clearer.

"No! I might have been fooled!"

"Swordsmen are always determined and not swayed by external things! Why did I think that my mentality was wrong just now?"

"And why not give up your own advantages and fight the opponent in close combat? What a stupid idea!

This is definitely not the mentality I should have.”

When the other party approached and met those strange eyes, Zhang Haoran suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand on end and a sense of crisis exploded!

A powerful sword force burst out from his body, and the fog in his mind dissipated, allowing him to break free from the opponent's influence!

Big drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his head.

"Damn it! It's worthy of being called the Strange Sword Art. It's really weird!"

“Even a swordsman like me will be affected without even realizing it.

If it were an ordinary warrior, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted with him?"

"Too careless!"

It wasn't that he was careless, but that he was influenced by the other party from the very beginning.

In fact, he should have sensed something was wrong a long time ago. They are both from the same system of swordsmanship, and both the Tyrant Swordsmanship and the Fast Swordsmanship have mental attacks.

He had been fighting with the black-clad swordsman for several hours, but he had been ignoring the mental attacks. This should be due to the influence of the opponent's swordsmanship.

But it was no use being a wise man after the event. Now that the opponent was close, he could only choose to fight passively.

For a long time, because of the existence of the sword spirit, Zhang Haoran never thought that he would be spiritually influenced by other people's swordsmanship.

Logically speaking, the strength of both sides is equal, and it is very difficult to influence warriors of the same level.

But the weirdness of Guijiandao lies here. He can use mental shock to attack head-on and make you hallucinate.

It can also invade little by little like it is doing now, causing you to have wrong perceptions without realizing it.

The figure of the black-clad swordsman appears and disappears from time to time, and the angle of his sword is extremely tricky. It is clearly a sword aimed at your heart, but when you swing the sword to block, it suddenly stabs your wrist holding the sword.

When you were about to change your moves, he changed direction again and slashed towards your neck. It seemed that the opponent's swordsmanship had no fixed landing point, and it was arbitrary and unpredictable.

If he hadn't mastered the art of the fast sword, he really would have been unable to cope with it.

Although he was influenced by the Strange Sword and let the black-clad swordsman go, his previous judgment was still correct.

Using the fast sword technique to activate the Dugu Nine Swords can indeed make him evenly matched with the opponent.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves passed, but the swords of both sides did not collide once.

The opponents would immediately change their attack targets as he changed his tactics.

Zhang Haoran suddenly felt that this was a good idea. As long as he could maintain the stalemate, he could quickly comprehend the opponent's swordsmanship. Once he had comprehended the mystery of the opponent's swordsmanship and integrated it into his own swordsmanship, he could then use his own swordsmanship to retaliate.

The two sword techniques cannot coexist, so he has to focus on the fast sword technique now.

As his mentality relaxed, his comprehension speed became faster and faster. Although the Dugu Nine Swords was only a third-level sword technique, with the blessing of the fast sword technique, it could also exert considerable power. At least it was no problem to resist the opponent's strange sword moves.

One hundred moves...a thousand moves!

As he continued to comprehend the strange sword art and gradually adapted to the opponent's strange sword technique, Zhang Haoran's counterattacks became more and more fierce, killing the black-clad swordsman in a very miserable way.

He almost hit the opponent's vital points several times. After all, the speed of the fast sword technique was not something the opponent could match.

He could use the Dugu Nine Swords to dissolve the opponent's strange swordsmanship, but the black-clad swordsman could not break his super-fast sword-drawing speed.

UI!

This is exactly the situation at the moment. As long as the sword is drawn fast enough, the opponent will not be able to dodge even if he can see it clearly.

At this time, the black clothes of the black-clad swordsman were already tattered, and there were sword marks of various sizes on his body.

I could only rely on my strange body movements to dodge his attacks, but I often couldn't avoid them completely and would suffer some damage.

!!!

The injuries on his body have affected the opponent's condition. Now the offense and defense have switched, and it is Zhang Haoran who launches the attack.

After regaining the initiative, he gained insights even faster.

With constant fighting and continuous comprehension, he has gradually been able to see through the black-clad swordsman's body movements.

"Zheng!"

Zhang Haoran swung his sword, and the dark red sword cut through the void and slashed the arm of the black-clothed swordsman. With a swish, a broken arm flew out.

Zhang Haoran had a smile on his face at this time. He had seen through the opponent's movements and determined the next landing point. He flicked his left finger and an invisible finger force hit the opponent's knee as he just finished dodging.

The black-clad swordsman staggered, and fear appeared in his eyes.

The reason he had been able to hold on until now was due to his strange body movements. Now that his leg was injured, it would be almost impossible for him to dodge the next sword.

"Haha, you're already exhausted, get ready for the next one!"

A streak of light streaked across the sky and slashed towards the opponent's head.

With a crisp sound, a head flew high into the air.

Watching the black-clad swordsman slowly fall down, he always felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart, his whole body shuddered, and he finally realized what was wrong!

After the black-clad swordsman was killed, shouldn't he slowly disappear? Why was his head flying up and his body falling down?

At this moment, Zhang Haoran felt his scalp tingling and a chill rose from his heart.

He seemed to be able to see a dark sword stabbing at his back, and the sharpness of the sword stimulated the hairs on his back to stand on end.

The fast sword technique is not only about fast sword drawing, but also fast reaction speed. Zhang Haoran turned around suddenly and swung his sword to block.

He believed that even if he was affected, the hallucinations would not last too long, and most of what had happened before was real.

It might be that the opponent made a desperate burst when he launched the final attack, which led to his misjudgment. As long as he could block the sword, he would win.

Before turning around, Zhang Haoran did not forget to slap out a dragon's tail with his left hand and hit backwards.

The other party was seriously injured and was no longer qualified to die with him.

Even if he couldn't completely block the sword, as long as he avoided the vital points, he wouldn't die!

If the black-clad swordsman wanted to stab Zhang Haoran, he would also be hit by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and his condition would definitely not be better than his!

Under the stimulation of life and death crisis, his speed was extremely fast and his movements were perfect, but the sword he turned around to block missed.

A black light flashed by, and he suddenly felt the world spinning. He saw a headless corpse slowly falling down, and a black-clad swordsman who was covered in wounds from being bitten by a blood-red dragon.

After Zhang Haoran was resurrected, his first words were: "Damn! I got fooled again! That sword wasn't meant to stab the back at all!"

This is misleading perception!

When warriors are fighting, they often trust their intuition the most, and the art of the tricky sword takes advantage of this almost instinctive reaction to mislead perception, causing him to make a wrong judgment.

If he had known that the sword was aimed at his neck, he should not have turned around to block it, but leaned forward. In any case, he had already used the Dragon Tail Swing function, and he might as well take a sword in the back and exchange injuries for injuries. The opponent would definitely not be able to withstand it as well as he could.

"hehe!"

Zhang Haoran let out a bitter laugh. The opponent only had the strength to make one last attack. How could he not attack the head?

He was misled by the other party again!

"Hey! Weird Sword Dao! I hope that in reality, no one will practice such a weird avenue!"

It's really hard to guard against!

You don’t know which thoughts that pop up in your mind are your own and which are misleading thoughts from the enemy.

It makes people shudder just thinking about it!

He looked at the black-clad swordsman who was approaching quickly with complicated eyes. This time he did not use fast sword skills to stop the opponent from approaching.

Although at the last moment, he was shamefully killed by his opponent!

But the previous understanding was not false.

Now, even in close combat, he is confident that he can hold down the opponent firmly. What he needs to understand is the mental attack and how the opponent has influenced his cognition unconsciously.

Zhang Haoran began to concentrate his mind and respond carefully. Even if he suffered a loss in the battle, he had to block the opponent's avenue invasion.

"Zheng!"

The sound of a sword rang out!

That was when the black-clad swordsman finally hit him with his sword after changing angles many times.

This was also the first time he was injured in a frontal attack during their battle.

Ah!

The previous instant kill by the opponent's sword didn't count, that was a sneak attack.

Zhang Haoran didn't care about this, because he restrained all his sword power, so the speed of his swordsmanship would naturally be greatly reduced.

He now does not seek to achieve any merit, but only to avoid mistakes and respond calmly to the opponent's attacks.

At the same time, he was quickly comprehending the strange sword arts that kept invading his sea of ​​consciousness, and it was normal for him to suffer some losses due to distraction.

With his continuous comprehension, he discovered that the Art of the Guile Sword was a different kind of will invasion. Not only was it launched silently, it could also guide the opponent's emotions, causing them to involuntarily relax their vigilance.

When the invasion reaches a certain level, it can affect the opponent's thinking.

At this moment, Zhang Haoran suddenly remembered that in the previous war, there was an old antique who also wanted to influence his thinking.

It seems that the other party is following an original path similar to the Way of the Guijian.

It’s just that the opponent’s technique is rather crude, or his application of the Origin Dao is not mature enough.