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"Ha, huh~"

Qiandao Mingxin adjusted his breathing and used the breathing method to clearly hear the sound of his heart beating in his chest!As the breathing slowed down, the heart beat began to slow down until it completely stabilized and the body reached a comfortable state.

Without hesitation, Qiandao Mingxin raised his hand and pointed the tip of his index finger on the word [kendo].

With a blink of an eye, Qiandao Mingxin appeared in the familiar white space, while the outside body disappeared.

A long black sword appeared in Qiandao Mingxin's hand, with a dark red scabbard, a black handle, a red handle rope, and a golden sword!

A very ordinary samurai sword.

Zheng!

Qiandao Mingxin clenched his hands tightly, pulled the blade open, and made a crisp sound!The silver-white blade reflected Qiandao Mingxin's long and narrow eyes, and the blade lines were fine.

This is a real knife, a real knife that has never been used.

Stab it!

Qiandao Mingxin took out the whole long knife, the tip of the knife pointed diagonally to the ground, and the edge was facing forward.

The text of the patch appears in front of it:

[Detecting Qiandao Mingxin Kendo genre...]

[The Qiandao Mingxin kendo genre is not detected, the default is my kendo...]

Qiandao Mingxin raised his eyebrows. Although he wanted to practice kendo in his previous life, he didn't have time to practice because of his identity as a killer, and he didn't even use the good knives he bought.

As for genres...

Qiandao Mingxin has never been in contact with him. He just watched videos on the Internet and taught himself the most basic movements of the sword, namely: chopping, chopping, collapsing, flirting, grid, washing, cutting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, and clouding.

But this is the basic action of the double-sided sword of the Celestial Dynasty.

In the Celestial Dynasty, this kind of sword of Neon is called a knife, but in Neon, it is called a sword.

Kendo in the Neon Kingdom has always been prosperous, and there have been special competitions since ancient times!All Japan Kendo Championships, Yulong Banner, etc. - the former is a national kendo competition, and the latter is a college kendo competition, that is, a competition for students.

There are more than 100 genres registered, such as Shinto style, Yin style, Xinyin style, Wudao style...

There are more unregistered ones.

The name of the neon genre is simple. For example, the founder of the genre is surnamed Ono, who belongs to Yidao Liu, so it is called Ono Yidao Liu; the founder's surname is Oda, so it is called Xiaotian Liu (practical swordsmanship).

So there are many genres.

But he didn't learn any genre, just practiced by Ye Luzi himself, or if he didn't want to say it, he could call himself 'I-style' and 'I-style swordsmanship'.

Qiandao Mingxin doesn't have any systematic study, so it's also called me, probably, emmm...

Looking at the word [I flow] displayed by the system, Qiandao Mingxin frowned and said: "Patch, since I don't have a genre, you can't provide some genres into my mind, just like cooking, such as Wei Mingliu, Feitian Yujianliu, etc. , it's fine, I don't dislike it."

Patch: [No, cooking is not the same as Kendo. ]

Qiandao Mingxin frowned deeper: "Why is it different, isn't it all knowledge?"

Patch: "The skill of kendo is a killing skill. It is only a battle to improve, and no knowledge is required. If Qiandao Mingxin wants to reach the master level, it is best not to learn any genre and go his own way."

"……Understood."

Qiandao Mingxin was silent for a while, showing a smile, but did not explain anything.

"let's start."

Qiandao Mingxin took a deep breath, his mouth cracked, and he said with suppressed excitement: "Let me see what a real sword is!"

[As you wish. ]

…………

ps: Mengxin asks for tickets! (I forgot to update yesterday, sorry.)

Chapter 20 Chapter 19 Kendo Specialization

The dilapidated temple, the bleak autumn wind, the rustling of the bamboo forest outside, the severely corroded Buddha statues like Shura falling into hell, the air is filled with the smell of rotting wood, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

A hole in the top of the head fell into a ray of light.

"Whoo~"

The sound of heavy and long breathing sounded faintly in the dilapidated temple. Qiandao Mingxin was dressed in commoner clothes, covered with blood stains. The chest area was especially obvious. There were scratches that were deep to the bone, and he was still bleeding slightly.

The clothes are not commensurate with Qiandao Mingxin's appearance, and are very similar to the breath, just like the ronin swordsman of the shogunate era.

Qiandao Mingxin ripped off the clothes from the corpse. His clothes were damaged and not suitable for fighting.

And the enemy... is naturally the endless ronin swordsman.

His pupils turned, and he looked around. Qiandao Mingxin always had a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. The long knife he was holding had a mutilated edge. At the gate of the temple, lay three dead bodies, two of which had their necks chopped open, and one of them had lost their life. A heart is penetrated.

A drop of blood dripped from the long knife.

Ding Dong!

There seemed to be a clear sound of water droplets.

"what!"

Suddenly there was a loud roar, and at the same time, a ronin swordsman fell from the beam, the huge roar shook the temple, and Qiandao Mingxin was temporarily deaf.

But as if he knew that this scene would happen, Qiandao Mingxin took a step back, the deadly long knife rubbed his cheeks, and the breeze that brought up made his skin feel a little cool.

At the same time, the long sword in Qiandao Mingxin's hand was sent forward.

puff!

The long knife did not penetrate the belly of the Ronin Swordsman, Qian Xiaoming's eyes flashed, and the long knife was about to cut across - this round, he won.

But before the blade could turn, the ronin swordsman raised his head and grinned strangely at Qiandao Mingxin. He pressed his feet and approached Qiandao Mingxin instead, causing Qiandao Mingxin's long knife to pierce his back and get stuck in his spine.

puff!

The ronin swordsman's long knife stabbed like Qiandao Mingxin's chest, and an indescribable pain came.Gritting his teeth, his pupils contracted, Qiandao Mingxin immediately retreated, and was about to draw out the long knife in his chest.

But at this time, another ronin swordsman jumped out from behind the pillar, silently, the black long sword in his hand cut Qiandao Mingxin's head straight.

Qiandao Mingxin didn't have time to turn his head, his eyes were already flying, and he could vaguely see his headless corpse spewing blood.

"Damn, it failed again!"

This was his last thought.

In a flash of white light, Qiandao Mingxin appeared in the white space, sitting cross-legged on the ground, wearing gray pajamas, with no wounds on his body, and a long knife lying flat on his legs.

Qiandao Mingxin's eyes brightened. He slowly raised his hand and touched his neck. The feeling of being slashed by a long icy knife still seemed to be so clear.

I never thought that the ronin swordsman would trap him by sending him to death. He had already cut down the spine of the ronin swordsman, and even if he did not die directly, he would be disabled for life.

It stands to reason that you should step back immediately to avoid causing more damage.

But then the two of them might not be able to kill him.

Qiandao Mingxin once again refreshed his understanding of the ronin swordsman of that era.Although they are training puppets made by the patch, they have a complete mind, just like ordinary people, they will cooperate, and they will scream...

A touch of madness appeared in his eyes, and it disappeared immediately. Qiandao Mingxin exhaled a long breath, and put his hands on his knees, calm and frantic.

He clearly remembered that he had fought 53 times, and died 53 times. Each time, the way of death was different. The neck was the most vulnerable, and it was best to cut it.

Of course, most of his slashes are to greet people in the neck, and almost all of them die with one slash.

The improvement of the patch really allowed him to fight, fight with ancient swordsmen, fight with ronin of the shogunate, and the feeling of each death is real and clear.

That pain is by no means fake.

Ordinary people may be crazy early after experiencing so many deaths!Qiandao Mingxin is different. He seems to be born for the sword. He treats the fight rationally, without escaping, without being arrogant, just swinging the sword, constantly swinging the sword, improving his sword skills, and smashing the enemies in front of him.

Qiandao Mingxin enjoys the process of swinging his sword, but he will not be obsessed with the feeling of killing.

The battle of patches is incremental. Qiandao Mingxin kills one enemy at the beginning, then there are two enemies, and then two enemies are killed, and then three, four...

The most time, Qiandao Mingxin faced seven ronin swordsmen at the same time. For example, just now, he killed five ronin swordsmen and was dragged by the sixth enemy to be buried with him. It was the seventh ronin swordsman who really killed him.

These ronin swordsmen are all about the same level, and they are considered small masters in the shogunate era.

Because Qiandao Mingxin had never practiced swordsmanship, Qiandao Mingxin first fought with the most common swordsman, and he was killed almost every time before he killed himself. Then he returned to the white space, and Patch pointed out his serious mistakes in words.

After the tenth death, I have gradually figured out the sword move, and the patch will no longer prompt!According to the text description of the patch, Qiandao Mingxin has a strong talent for swordsmanship. If he has learned the genre of sword moves, he has already broken through [specialization] in more than 50 real fights.

But at the very beginning, if Qiandao Mingxin had learned the sword skill school, it might be several times more difficult to break through the [Grandmaster].

More importantly, Qiandao Mingxin will not lose his heart because of not many fights and fall into a crazy state.

This is about 50 times. After that, it may not be crazy, but it will fall into another strong state. Even if it returns to reality, there is a high probability that it will not be able to live normally.

That is not the result Qiandao Mingxin wanted, this is just a training space.

"Patch!" Qiandao Mingxin said solemnly, "How long has it been?"

Patch: [Fifty days. ]

On average, he fights once a day. After each fight, Qiandao Mingxin will meditate for a while, and then self-examine his own mistakes in the last battle, and how to effectively deal with the sword move that killed him...

Qiandao Mingxin asked again: "Have you not broken through the [Specialization] level swordsmanship?"

Patch: "This judgment depends on how much Qiandao Mingxin can do. For example, if his cooking skills can perfectly make a full-fledged Manchu and Han banquet, he will judge [Master]. If he wants to achieve [Kendo Specialization], Qiandao Mingxin needs to solve seven ronin at one time. swordsman."

"Seven! That means I almost made it."

Qiandao Mingxin's expression was slightly annoyed, but his eyes were calm, and he asked again, "It's so difficult to upgrade to [Specialization], what about [Master]?"

Patch: [Ordinary swordsmen are arranged now, and when the [Master] level is upgraded, swordsmen of the same level will be arranged, basically leaving their names in history or in film and television dramas. ]

The patch judgment is strictly terrible.

Also keep a name in history, film and television dramas, do you want to have a reed name Yixin?

"Then...what about the [Grandmaster] level?" Qiandao Mingxin asked curiously with a little fear.

Patch: [No permission is known at this time. ]

Qian Xiao Mingxin shook his head, closed his eyes, and performed [Sword Meditation]. Three hours later, when he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a nihilistic sword light flashing past!