Gao Wu: My Gravity Fruit Overlord Color Entanglement

Ye Chi was like a child who had found a treasure, he ran excitedly all the way until he came to a deserted place, and pulled out the Magic Cut with a clang!

In the bright light of the full moon, Ye Chi pointed his sword diagonally towards the earth, and the sharp blade of the magic sword reflected the sparkling moonlight.

He narrowed his eyes, raised his sword and muttered: "I understand it completely! The realm of swordsmanship is divided into four stages!"

"The first stage is the training of basic moves. Different schools have different emphases on moves. Some are good at speed, while others pursue power..."

"The second stage is 'Paper Cutting'! Swing the sword thousands of times, controlling your own power freely and at will! A skilled swordsman can swing the sword with all his strength, and at the moment of contact with the paper, slightly change the arc of the sword blade to the point where the paper will not be damaged!"

"The third stage is 'Sword Qi'! It is the sublimation of perfect control of the body's strength, gathering all the strength at one point and slashing out the sword energy that represents the realm of a swordsman!"

"The fourth stage, 'Slashing Iron'! Comprehending the Breath of All Things! The threshold to becoming a great swordsman!"

To sum up everything, Ye Chi’s heart is on fire!

"Let me try the second stage - paper cutting!"

Walking to a tree, Ye Chi swung his arm and slashed, and the blade of the Demonic Sword brushed through the leaves.

The imagined breeze blowing the willows did not appear, and the leaves were split in two by the hair-breaking magic cutter...

"Uh!"

Ye Chi didn't believe it and raised his sword to strike again.

Swish swish!

The leaves broke into pieces and fell to the ground. He chopped them off a hundred times, but the result was the same. He was stunned.

"How could that be? I don't believe it!"

Ye Chi hardened his eyes and slashed horizontally again and again. If a hundred times were not enough, he would then slash a thousand times. If a thousand times were not enough, he would then slash ten thousand times!

Until the full moon is cut down and its head is shrunken, dawn will appear.

"Whirring whirring!"

Ye Chilei leaned on the ground with his sword, his chest heaving violently and gasping for air.

The cool breeze in the early morning drenched my body in sweat and my muscles twitched constantly.

He didn't know how many times he had pushed his limits that night, but he still failed to cut the paper.

"It's so difficult to control the strength of the whole body and control the blade to brush against the leaves!" Ye Chi was shocked.

In the final analysis, this action is to turn the blade at the moment it hits the leaf.

The arc seems simple, but the actual difference is so small that the leaf flesh can be chopped into pieces if it is a little less, and it will be considered a failure if it is a little more!

But humans are not machines. How can we easily control the tiny differences of less than decimeters?

Thinking of this, Ye Chi became discouraged and looked at the leaves all over the ground helplessly!

He clearly knew the swordsman's secret, but was unable to fully master it. How could he not be anxious?

"But what's the point of being anxious all night?"

He simply closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing and relaxed his whole body.

Suddenly, he saw the sharp blade of Moqie and was awakened!

"I'm so stupid. I actually started practicing with the edge of a blade that can cut hair..."

Ye Chi's eyes widened and he suddenly realized!

The strength of human beings lies in their terrifying adaptability!

"I need to have a series of blades with different thicknesses, practice step by step, and find that feeling. I will definitely succeed!"

Inspiration came again, and Ye Chi's heart was filled with passion again!

He had a feeling that giving up the Demonic Cut and practicing with other blades was the right approach!

"I want to go to the Yangtze River Sword Hall! There are swords that suit my style! I want to practice paper cutting there!"

Ye Chi was so excited that the expression in his eyes was like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman!

The man was so obsessed with his pursuit of the sword that he even forgot that it was still dark, the school gate was not even open, and he couldn't even drive a car!

But he just controlled the gravity to fly and started to break into the Yangtze River Sword Hall at night!

But after Ye Chi left, the leaves all over the ground and the short trees that had been razed to the ground... stunned the students who had just entered the campus!

"Has our school...a new Baldy Qiang appeared?"

...

The city was dark and a shadow fell in front of the door.

dong dong dong!dong dong dong!

The door of the Yangtze River Sword Hall was knocked for several minutes, and an unpleasant female voice came from inside.

"Who is it? What time is it now?..."

The door opened a crack with a clang, and the bright light inside made Ye Chi squint subconsciously.

When Haitang saw the person coming, her expression changed at first. Then she smelled a pungent smell, and her pretty face wrinkled into a bun!

Before she could say anything, Ye Chi pushed her aside and barged in, like a madman!

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Haitang looked in astonishment at the slovenly boy rummaging through the drawers in her own sword studio and carrying out buckets of swords!

Faced with the questioning, Ye Chi turned a deaf ear like a possessed inventor.

"I have the sword, but I want paper! I want more paper!"

He fascinatedly flipped through stacks of white papers, which were registration forms for the sword hall. Haitang wanted to snatch them away.

When I got closer I realized that something was wrong with him. His eyeballs were very big and didn't move at all!

She frowned and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Asking was ineffective, so Ye Chi tied a hook with a rope and hung it on the edge of the table, embedded paper on it, and drew his sword to kill!

Swish swish!

After several strokes and cuts, the paper didn't break!

He murmured excitedly, "A dull knife is different! My idea is right!"

Then let’s continue!

There is a limit to how long it takes for a blunt knife to cut paper. As long as Ye Chi is familiar with that critical point, he can change to another knife and proceed step by step!

Until the knife becomes sharper and sharper, until he completely captures that feeling!

Swish, swish! Clank, clank!

The paper is floating, the paper is breaking, the knife is changing!

Haitang was confused at first, but she got used to it after a while.

This guy practiced from before dawn until the sword hall opened. Many disciples gathered around him, confused:

"Senior Sister, Ye Tiancai is back?"

"He returned triumphantly yesterday! Tsk tsk! This great genius's exchange competition really brought honor to our Jiang City!"

"Hey, what is he doing? Why is he always cutting a piece of paper?"

"I don't know what's wrong with him. He came in to cut paper at five o'clock."

Haitang rolled her eyes. If it were someone else, she would have called the mental hospital long ago!

Upon hearing this, the students opened their eyes wide!

"From five o'clock to now? It took four hours? Senior sister, this can't be the special cultivation method of the great genius!"

"Wow! It's really possible! I have to write it down! I'll practice according to it in the future, maybe I can become a super master!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Record it now!"

Glancing at the silly student, Haitang took a bite of the bun and said:

"Fool, you think you can improve your swordsmanship by chopping a piece of paper? I don't have to practice since I was a child!"

"Senior sister, keep your voice down!"

"What do you mean by small? I'm telling the truth!"

"Uh, the owner is here!"

"Ha, Dad!"

Haitang's expression changed instantly, and she put on a smiling face while eating a bun.

The owner of the sea pavilion was about to condemn him when his attention was suddenly attracted by Ye Chi.

Furthermore, his special behavior led me into deep thought.

"Is he imitating the swordsmanship of Qingfeng Swordsman?"

"Qingfeng Swordsman's swordsmanship?"

Haitang's eyes widened, and her plump chest rose and fell. No way! Could this guy really be practicing swordsmanship?

The owner of the sea pavilion glanced at his daughter and said, "Have you forgotten what I told you about Qingfeng Jianhao's strange swordsmanship?"

Haitang swallowed the bun, raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips: "The kind of swordsmanship that uses softness to cut steel? He is using steel to cut softness, is he practicing it the wrong way?"

The owner of the Hai Pavilion shook his head: "Hardness and softness are born to be together. Maybe Ye Chi is trying to master the mystery!"

The master of the sea pavilion is indeed an experienced old swordsman, and he hit the point right away.

"Everyone, look closely, understand it carefully, and don't disturb him."

After hearing her father's order, Haitang still remembered the defeat by Ye Chi and grumbled:

"I won't watch it. That guy hasn't showered in a few days. He's all sweaty!"

"If you don't watch and understand, you will never catch up with him!" said the owner of the Ocean Pavilion seriously.

Haitang opened her mouth, then nodded and walked forward.

The owner of the sea pavilion sighed softly. As a father, how could he not understand his daughter?

She wanted to become stronger, but she couldn't accept other people's super talents that were superior to hers.

The trouble should end it!

If my daughter can untie the knot in her heart and go with the flow, the word "sea" may be included in the list of the world's greatest swordsmen!

...

The process of practicing sword is boring, but for a sword fanatic, everything is like a cloud!

Ye Chi used up all the swords in his sword channel and remembered the feeling of that critical point!

The blade seemed to be wrapped in a stream of air, separating the blade and the paper, allowing the extremely sharp blade to cut without leaving a single scar!

Ye Chi drew out his Demon Cutter and slashed it, and the paper floated in his pupils intact!

He was stunned for a moment, and his muscle memory made him swing the blade again. The magic cut was made over and over again, and the paper fluttered.

Is this a success?