Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

Everyone is in the center of light and shadow.

The ground is a large area of ​​bare shale, without any vegetation.

"Please advise me more." Li Ge bowed to He Mofang who was in front of him.

"I don't dare to give advice, it's for everyone to discuss and exchange ideas." He Mofang returned the gift.

The two faced each other, less than ten meters apart, and everyone else was watching from a hundred meters away.

"I heard that Senior Li Ge has never fought before? He has no actual combat experience?" He Mofang asked.

Li Ge nodded awkwardly.

"Then... what kind of martial arts is Senior Li Ge best at? Fist and foot? Weapons? Let's start with what Senior Li Ge is good at." He Mofang sat down where he was and rested. Talk to Li Ge for a while.

Not urgent.

"Am I good at? Probably swordsmanship? I feel that swordsmen are very handsome, so I didn't learn anything other than some self-defense fists and kicks." Li Ge also sat down cross-legged.

Seeing that they didn't intend to act immediately, Fan Helsing ran over and gave each of them a side of watermelon and a spoon.

"Young people are like this. Seeing that the swordsman is handsome, he concentrates on learning the sword. If you don't know it well, the knife is easy to use. Killing is quick and easy." He Mofang curled his lips while digging watermelon to eat.

"Then what is Mr. He good at?" Li Ge was also eating melons.

"Hey! Do you want any cantaloupe?" Fan Helsing suddenly called out from afar.

"No need!" Li Ge also turned his head and replied loudly, not seeing He Mo Fang's face suddenly froze.

When she looked at He Mofang again, He Mofang faltered.

"Ahem... the old man is also good at using swords..."

"However, this is a last resort. When I was young, I could only get in touch with swordsmanship in Tianlan Sect. Afterwards, swords became a habit, and it is difficult to change..."

"Oh..." Li Ge suddenly skipped this embarrassing topic: "Then what is Mr. He's sword technique?"

"I'm using a sword technique called "Heavenly Strike Dao Chong". There are three moves—'Human Dao Death', 'Shin Dao Elimination', and 'Heavenly Dao Obliteration'. It's quite powerful..."

This is the Celestial Immortal Realm technique that Li Ge has drawn, and now she has only practiced superficially, and is far from the power of an angel's envoy to smash the sky and shatter the earth.

Now at the peak of Jindan, she can at most tear down a football field with the AOE attack of 'Tiandaoyu'.

"What I used...is my self-created "Hundred and Eighty Ways of Lienhen Sword Art". As the name suggests, there are 180 moves, driven by hatred. The opponents you recruited, they are all dead."

He Mofang's tone was cold, if he could put down the watermelon he was eating in his arms for a while, it would be colder and cooler.

"Good swordsmanship." Li Ge looked cold, and took a bite of watermelon to eat.

"Senior is also a good swordsmanship." He Mofang also boasted to each other commercially.

"Draw your sword." Li Ge pulled out the saber Fan Helsing gave her from his waist.

"The name of this sword is 'Devil Slayer Plus'. The sword is one meter long and has a net weight of ten catties and four taels. It is cast from the steel of the demon god by the No. [-] machine tool of the Anne County Machinery Factory."

This is a gorgeously shaped long sword, bright white all over, only the hilt is painted black, and the sword grid is a gilded bat with flapping wings.

"..." He Mofang wanted to pull out his saber from his waist, but his hand was empty.

His saber was lost in his hometown.

"Oh... please lend me a sword, my sword... I lost it." He Mofang sighed.

The old man 'Longting' has been with him for almost thirty years...

click -

A bright white long sword with a simple shape and not so gaudy suddenly swirled over and pierced straight in front of He Mofang.

"Use this sword first." Van Helsing said from a distance.

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The second update this morning is here! ~

(Looks like I have to stay in my hometown for a longer time. Fortunately, the succulents I raised have died long ago, so I don’t worry about no one getting water...)

Chapter 314Chapter 313: The domineering momentum of the swordsman's comprehension ([-])

"Please." Li Ge stood with his sword in hand.

"Wait a minute, let me finish eating the melon first." He Mofang didn't stand up, but ate the melon in a hurry.

"You don't want to lose face, old man!" Lin Yuxuan, who was watching the show in the distance, finally couldn't stand it any longer, and came to He Mofang and snatched the watermelon from him.

"But this melon is really delicious..." He Mofang looked regretful: "I have never eaten it in my life..."

He has traveled all over the country, but he has never seen such a thing as 'watermelon'.

According to what Senior Van Helsing said, it should be that the property is different, not surprising.

"Let's eat later! Let's compete with Senior Li Ge first!" Lin Yuxuan pulled He Mofang up from the ground and drove him to the sword stuck in the ground.

"That's fine." He Mofang nodded, and pulled out the sword on the ground with a click.

"Hiss—what a sword!"

He is also a person who understands swords, just holding the hilt and weighing it a little, he knows that it is a sword of surprisingly good quality.

Compared with his "Dragon Court", it is only inferior to the evil spirit and spirituality that have been slaughtered for a long time.

even……

He Mofang wanted to bend the blade of the sword to see the toughness of the steel, but he immediately realized...

He could not bend the sword.

Is there no resilience?

He Mofang's internal energy was turbulent all over his body, holding the sword with one hand, looking at the blade of the sword... Gently stroked the ground on the right——

Boom! ——

The earth shattered and rolled over!The sword energy surged, leaving a [-]-meter-long sword mark on the ground.

He Mofang didn't care about the sword marks at all, but just recalled the sight he saw just now.

The blade of this sword trembled for a moment. Although it was subtle, he knew it...

It's not that this sword is inflexible and cannot be bent, it's just that I don't have the strength to bend it now.

"Excellent... The materials for casting this sword must be very precious, right? I will try my best to be careful in the next sparring, and make sure to return it when it is finished."

He Mofang nodded solemnly at Fan Haixin.

Seeing his earnest expression, Van Helsing couldn't bear to tell him—"The one-kilometer-high, [-]-kilometer-long wall next to you is made of the same material as the sword in your hand"...

"Ahaha..." Fan Helsing could only laugh awkwardly, scratching his little head: "Don't be too careful, it's very strong, even if you use it to cut Lige, her sword is also Demon God Steel."

……

Soon after.

Lin Yuxuan returned to the safe viewing area.

Li Ge and He Mofang confronted each other with swords in hand.

"When fighting, you must first work hard on your aura. When you really fight, the enemy won't give you too much time to build up your aura, so... be careful..."

Roar! ——

He Mofang opened his mouth wide, his face distorted, roaring like a bloodthirsty monster, and a huge aura surged out, rushing towards Li Ge like a stormy sea.

Li Ge frowned, and she found that all the muscles in her body were trembling.

As soon as the momentum was released, He Mofang turned back into a lame white-bearded grandfather, as if he was about to carry a vegetable basket to the vegetable market to buy vegetables in the next moment.

"Where's your aura?" He Mofang looked at Li Ge, who was only able to stand firmly with a sword.

"I... I don't have the aura..." Li Ge wiped the sweat off her brow, she didn't know how such a thing as aura came about, at least she couldn't figure out the way at all.

"That's not okay, you have no momentum. Even if you have advanced martial arts, you can kill some rookies who also have no momentum. But if you meet a master with momentum, you don't even have the qualifications to draw a sword in front of him, so why bother?" fighting?"

He Mofang had a headache on his face.

"How did I gain momentum back then?"

He remembered, he just kept killing and killing, sending all the scumbags who came to grab the unneeded "Fit Body Magic Art" to hell, and then naturally awakened his momentum.

"Try it, just think that you are going to kill, you are good at killing, you are an expert in killing, try your best to see if you can develop momentum."

He Mofang gave his experience.

"But, but... I won't kill people..." Li Ge had a bitter face.

Although she has the consciousness to fight, but to really kill...it is still too early for her.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Fan Helsing folded his arms and spoke from a distance.

Da——He Mofang took a step back subconsciously.

He could feel that an unimaginable terrifying aura shrouded the land...

It is invisible, like a devil hiding in the dark, watching all living beings with cold and dark eyes.

"Li Ge, as long as you think that you are a very... er... very powerful person with supreme authority, and firmly believe in this, the ability you actually possess will echo this thought, forming an awe-inspiring aura Already." Van Helsing nodded.

This method was taught by Michael.

The key point is self-confidence, and momentum comes from self-confidence. No matter what field you are in, self-confidence is good.

The second is that you can't lie to yourself. You should have as much self-confidence as you have.

If a cloud player whose game level is only enough to clear the '43○99 mini-game', but claims that he has the ability to speed through 'Black Soul III' without injury, even if he deceives himself, he will be extraordinary in front of others.

But when the truth is exposed, this momentum will be like a mirror, no longer realistic.

This kind of momentum is very aggressive, but it is like a sharp sword made of glass, vulnerable to a single blow.

"Is that so... that is to say... I want to think that I have a strong character, which is just suitable for me..." Li Ge was thinking about how to set up a "martial arts master" personality.

He Mofang stood there and waited.