Love Warriors Cong Liangji

'It's really too fast. Originally, even a genius who is seen once in 50 years needs three years to practice. I really don't have that long time, so I arranged such random training...But You did it.

Lost consciousness countless times, fainted from exhaustion, broken bones-but you kept standing up, as if you were immortal, and the growth of physical ability was almost visible to the naked eye.

Every failure makes you stronger and closer to my goal.

This is no longer something that can be explained by the word 'talent', you are simply...'

"Do you know, Jiang Liu?" Feng said suddenly, "When you can't learn the technique of exerting force no matter what, besides being angry, I was really secretly relieved."

"what?"

Just about to pick up the red rope samurai sword, Jiang Liu was taken aback when he heard this sentence.

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Feng's eyes were low, "I just realized that you also have limits, and I feel relieved that you are just a human being."

呲——!

The blade cut through the cold wind and let out a short and sharp neighing, the awe-inspiring killing intent came out of nowhere, and the moment it swept across Jiang Liu's body, the merciless slash also came down.

"Well!"

Jiang Liu only had time to draw out the knife, barely blocking the sharp blade with scattered snowflakes.

"So fast!"

The boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and the red hair flickering like a flame was reflected in the pitch-black pupils.

"Is this really the speed that humans can have?!"

It almost surpassed the limit of dynamic vision capture, and could not hear footsteps, and could not detect any signs before the attack came.

From the leisurely life without any preparations for battle, to the fierce slash that can kill Shura, the change of movement and stillness seems to have no gap for a woman like Feng.

It was obviously soft snow, but she didn't seem to be hindered by anything. The speed displayed at this moment was a level that even professional sprinters could not match on a flat field, and it could even be said to be an inhuman performance.

"Where are you looking? You'll die if you get distracted!"

When the blade came again, Jiang Liu had already focused on coping with it, and promptly swung the long knife in his hand upright, causing the cold slash to spark hot sparks, and passed in front of him.

"What's so strange, there are countless ghosts with a speed above this. If your eyes and body can't even keep up with this, then you don't have the qualifications to be a ghost hunter at all!"

The red-haired heroine yelled angrily, and her left fist hit Jiang Liu's unsuspecting chest and abdomen. The sudden impact made him feel a rush of energy into his body, and his body was knocked back a few steps and almost fell down.

Before he could regain his strength, the cold light of the saber struck one after another. Jiang Liu stepped forward decisively, instead of fleeing in embarrassment, he took the initiative to meet him, colliding with Feng's killing intent with the long saber in his hand.

"Chong--!"

The clear sound of swords and halberds sounded, and Jiang Liu, who had been suppressed from the beginning, finally had the first substantial confrontation with the teacher.

"Hey...that's a good judgment." Feng smiled softly, "If you choose to keep dodging, you won't have a chance to fight back until you die."

Jiang Liu's face was resolute, and he didn't dare to speak up. He just focused all his attention on the matter of fighting, locking on every movement of Feng.

Unlike the wonderful fights I have seen in animations or movies in my previous life, the fights in reality are much simpler and more boring, and there are very few "you come and go, inseparable" situations.

Skill, strength, courage, mentality, timing—any small gap will become a fatal weakness in actual combat.

Human beings are different from evil spirits in that their bodies are very fragile. As long as their limbs are injured, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and as long as their internal organs are penetrated, they will face the threat of death.

After all, in reality, there is no chance of making mistakes, and there is no system to measure combat effectiveness. Even the best swordsman in the world cannot block the most common sword.

Therefore, even people with similar strength can easily decide the winner in an instant.

Reserving strength, avoiding the edge, waiting for the opportunity to reverse - this strategy will not work.

Temporary retreat will only allow the opponent to make progress, and the small gap will quickly expand into the key to determining the outcome.

If Jiang Liu still couldn't organize a decent defense and counterattack just now and could only dodge in embarrassment, Feng would definitely bite up like a wild beast, piercing Jiang Liu's body with continuous slashes and thrusts!

And Jiang Liu also knew very well that enemies like Feng were the most difficult to deal with.

Maybe it's the steel needle hidden in the wristband, maybe it's the glare reflected by the blade, just like this to create a gap in the blink of an eye, she can accurately kill the enemy.

On the contrary, many small tricks Jiang Liu learned, such as throwing projectiles, did not work for Feng.

Therefore, Jiang Liu needs to concentrate all the time without any slack.

"Clang, clang!"

Two quick fights in a row, the actions of the two seemed to have skipped time, and the specific trajectory could not be seen clearly, leaving only the bursting steel sparks.

"Okay, it seems that you are slowly catching up with the rhythm."

Feng grinned, touching the scar on half of his face, looking mad and ferocious.

There was no pause in the movements of her hands, and even her speaking did not affect the rhythm of her breathing. She could completely suppress Jiang Liu with simple chops, slashes, slashes, and stabs with her steps. The ordinary samurai sword became a With a murder weapon that is not limited in length, no matter how Jiang Liu defends or retreats, the blade will arrive at the first time.

Feng didn't care whether the blade would be worn or not, and pressed Jiang Liu with a powerful slash without a hint of fancy. The force transmitted through the weapon made the young man feel extremely strenuous.

The slender samurai sword is not as fragile as it looks at all, and it is still strong even after dozens of frontal collisions, reflecting a beautiful flash in the pure white snow.

Jiang Liu knew that this was not only because of the excellent material of the knife itself, but also because of its users.

He even saw Feng demonstrate the unreasonable thing of "cutting rocks with a knife"!

However, Jiang Liu is not weak. Although he doesn't look too obvious from the outside, he is probably stronger than most fighters in terms of physical fitness and explosive power. Relying on his excellent physical strength and reflexes, he is at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Feng. But never lost.

"call--"

A swift and sharp slash of cassock knocked Jiang Liu who was holding the knife back half a step, and the sharp trajectory crossed his left arm, causing bright blood-colored flowers to bloom on the pure white ground.

"Hmm!" Jiang Liu frowned in pain, but he didn't pay attention to his injury, and still put all his attention on the other party, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands without loosening.

Unexpectedly, this time, despite having the upper hand, Feng didn't pursue and fight fiercely, but stayed where he was, and gave Jiang Liu a slightly complicated look.

"In the past five months, I have only taught you the basic movements in swordsmanship, and I haven't even given you real sword training. I know how much difference there is in swinging a wooden stick and a real sword. I thought that there was no need to use a sword. Skills can easily push your limit, but you still made it to this level..."

"Ah!"

Jiang Liu frowned, wondering if he had been abused by the woman in front of him for too long, and now he felt elated.

"Why, the apprentice has learned well, shouldn't the master be happy?"

"Happy? Ah, indeed, there is nothing more exciting than this kind of thing...... But, why don't you attack?"

Feng stared at Jiang Liu coldly: "You didn't take the initiative to attack from the beginning to the end, do you think you can win this way?"

Jiang Liu was at a loss for words for a while, and his breathing subconsciously became rapid, but he couldn't say anything.

"Oh, that's how it is." Seeing Jiang Liu's performance in his eyes, Feng narrowed his eyes, "You are worrying."

"..."

"This is a real sword. It is neither a wooden knife nor an iron rod. If it is cut on a person, it will undoubtedly take the life of the opponent. It is fine if the opponent is a human being. If the opponent is a human being, it will be difficult to strike. You are so Think about it?"

Feng stared at Jiang Liu with one eye: "Maybe he thought about it a little bit more, such as 'the opponent is a teacher who has been with him for five months'... Ha!"

The red-haired heroine suddenly laughed.

"Hahahahahaha! That really touched me!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, the venue suddenly became quiet, and the air seemed to freeze.

Dao Lingtangfeng looked at Jiang Liu again, there was no smile or warmth in his eyes.

"Are you underestimating me?"

As if being pierced into the spine by a needle made of ice, Jiang Liu felt indescribably terrified at this moment, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

In the next moment, the red-haired heroine disappeared in the snow, leaving only drifting snowflakes in place.

Without any distance, a cold killing intent came from behind.

"——!!!"

Jiang Liu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was horrified, but his body still moved instinctively. Following the memory repeated countless times, his muscles rushed forward suddenly, and at the same time swung the long knife back with his backhand.

The waist exerts force to drive the whole body, and the legs naturally cooperate. Jiang Liu completes the flip with the upper body almost parallel to the ground, and the blade in his hand successfully blocks the surprise attack from behind——

Do not!

There is nothing behind!

The awe-inspiring sound of the wind suddenly sounded, and the icy cold air hit Jiang Liu's face from the side, followed by a powerful kick!

"Should I thank you for 'respecting the old and loving the young'?!"

Chapter 14: Suggestions in the Complete Concentration

Bang!

He only had time to take a posture of unloading the force, and Jiang Liu was sent flying several meters in an instant, dragging a deep ditch in the snow in embarrassment.

But fortunately, he has experienced a lot of "beaten" training and knows how to minimize the damage, so although he was kicked with severe pain in his ribs, fortunately he didn't break a bone.

"I admit that your growth rate is almost like a monster, but in the end, it's just that you are more talented. It doesn't mean that you are qualified to fight me on an equal footing."

Feng stared indifferently at Jiang Liu who was struggling to stand up: "In the past six months, your physical fitness has improved to the limit of ordinary people. A swordsman of the law can exert strength beyond the limit of the human body.

And at my level, even if you don't deliberately use breathing techniques, that technique will work like an instinct... Do you understand?

Not to mention skills and experience, even in terms of basic physical strength, the gap between you and me is vast. "

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

Jiang Liu leaned on the ground with a long knife, panting heavily while staring at Dao Lin Tangfeng, his eyes gradually turned cold.

That's right, from the perspective of "combat power", Feng has a force that is difficult for Jiang Liu to resist, but Jiang Liu is not without capital!

In addition to the training he got from her, he also accumulated a certain amount of strength before coming to this world!

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Liu rushed out like a cheetah, actually attacking Feng on his own initiative.

"Ok?"

Feng frowned slightly, and raised the long knife while turning his wrist.

"Are you courting death, rushing forward so recklessly—"

But just when she was about to teach Jiang Liu an unforgettable lesson, an invisible wave penetrated space and body, and suddenly entered her consciousness.

It was like the "noise" heard when receiving the signal, and then it was amplified dozens of times, so that the harsh syllables unscrupulously tore apart the rationality.