Kendo True Explanation

"Do you want to choose other characters in Qianqiu Sword Dao?" Jian Dian asked again.

"choose."

Lin Fei came back to his senses.

As soon as the voice of the answer fell, a stream of information suddenly entered Lin Fei's brain.

This information is about the structural diagram of Qianqiu Jianzong.

From the top suzerain, then elders, sect guest ministers, inner sect stewards, inner disciples, outer sect heads, deputy heads and so on a series of ranks. All can be selected.

Lin Fei even had the urge to directly choose the No. 1 Qianqiu Sword Sect Master. But he knew it must be courting death.

"Is it because after I have fought once, the opponent will disappear immediately?" He asked in detail.

"Jianzong level battle trials, death is real death, and cannot be revived. Killing or defeating opponents can obtain the corresponding space evolution degree according to their status and strength, please pay attention! From this stage, space is for this level and higher With the imprint of a high-level strongman, the restraints began to decrease." Jian Dian explained indifferently.

"Reduced? Does it mean that you can't completely control these powerful marks?"

"There is a certain probability that the imprint of the strong will be produced to break away from the bound memory and restore independence."

"That means they will have their own independent thinking?"

"Yes."

Lin Fei's heart shuddered. "If this is really the case... Maybe we can learn a certain truth about the Sword Code from the mouths of these strong men."

His eyes flickered, and he was silent for a while.

"Jiandian, what status does Ren Ling belong to in Qianqiu Jianzong?"

"Outside Deacon."

"Choose another person of the same status, the specifics are arbitrary."

Suddenly, on the grass in front of Lin Fei, a vague figure slowly took shape.

This is a slender, handsome man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. He is dressed in a plain white Taoist robe with fluttering sleeves. He holds a Qingfeng sword upside down in one hand. His face is like a crown jade, and his expression is indifferent.

A typical ancient style of sword repair.

As soon as he appeared, the man didn't say a word, and a ray of white light appeared around him, and the long sword in his hand stabbed suddenly.

laugh!

A streak of white sword energy rushed out in an instant, piercing Lin Fei straight, the speed was almost like teleportation.

Lin Fei flashed in an instant, but his right arm was still cut off directly, blood spurted wildly, and severe pain poured directly into his brain. The right arm was broken at the root, rolled to the ground, and blood was scattered all over the ground.

"Damn it!! Qianqiu Jianzong's Baidu This text is written by Qihang Ming'er, everyone is crazy!" He turned hard, picked up the black magic sword in his left hand, and countless gold bursts suddenly. directly entered the extreme shadow state. The figure suddenly disappeared.

The white-robed man turned his long sword horizontally, and his body spun around quickly, countless sword auras poured out like raindrops.

With a soft chirp, a trace of blood appeared on the man's throat. Almost at the same time, Lin Fei staggered, fell out of the void, and directly exited the extreme shadow state. His whole body was dripping with blood, like a bloody man.

Lin Fei's eyes were fixed on the throat of the man opposite him.

That place was the result of eleven consecutive attacks by him. The opponent's sword energy was too powerful, and every time he was about to touch the opponent, he was avoided by his sword energy. Even Jiying's speed is inevitably rubbed by the sword energy. This is also the source of his injuries.

Lin Fei stared at the man's throat.

But unfortunately, the white-robed man closed his eyes slightly, and a sudden silence and despair broke out again.

Boom!

The whole person was directly blown into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

Lin Fei felt his eyes dim. My whole body hurts.

puff!

In the dormitory, Lin Fei couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Bits of blood splashed onto the ground, and a thick bloody smell permeated the air.

He held on to the table so he wouldn't fall over. The body is completely caused by serious negative injuries caused by severe mental trauma, and the whole person temporarily falls into a short-term weak state.

"It seems that it is the same as the reminder of the sword code. The confrontation at this stage is not something I can bear now." Lin Fei knew in his heart that no matter whether it was a woman in a black dress or a man in a white robe today, their essence was extremely strong. Mental shock. And they are all of the same desperation. .

Fortunately, the new type of real power combined with false real power has a very powerful healing effect on the injury. In less than ten minutes, after a few cycles, the loss of blood damage due to mental shock was quickly replenished.

Lin Fei sat on the chair and took a deep breath to adjust his body.

"Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, swordsmanship and swordsmanship are all techniques for killing the enemy with the sword, which includes comprehensive content such as the way of fighting the enemy, coping skills, dodging steps, etc. And the way of swordsmanship rises to an essential Degree. Or a whole new level. The way of swordsmanship, Tao is the way. I don’t know if it means the direction of progress or something.” Lin Fei’s understanding of this aspect only exists in a little bit of explanation in martial arts novels. Others are completely clueless.

"My swordsmanship contains my own will, but Ren Ling and the man in white seem to have a very impure feeling." An inexplicable feeling rose in Lin Fei's heart, and he suddenly felt a little strange. The men in white seem to have one strange thing in common. But for a while, I didn't know where it was.

Looking at the ticking alarm clock on Shiran's desktop opposite, Lin Fei fell into deep thought. next day

After a night of replying, Lin Fei took a taxi from the school, directly arrived at Kyoto Airport, and boarded a direct flight back to Ping City.

It takes more than an hour from Hihira, Kyoto. From taking a taxi to boarding the plane, Lin Fei kept reminiscing about the process of fighting Ren Ling and the man in white. The two processes had in common that they were very fast. There was no dispute about this point. Lin Fei knew that at his current speed, he could quickly tell the difference between life and death in the face of most types of opponents. The only exceptions are those who have extremely strong defenses and extremely large defense ranges.

As both Ren Ling and the white-robed man were aggressive swordsmen, it was naturally impossible to delay for a long time.

Then there's fighting style.

Ren Ling and Ren Ling both belonged to the relentless front, and they fought directly from the beginning, which was different from their previous opponents.

In the past, no matter who it was, anyone with any character would say a sentence or two more or less, and it seemed that their thinking was very normal. At least it's mentally normal. But this time, both of the Qianqiu Sword Sect members felt that their mental state was not normal. It seems that anything but fighting is suicide.

"Sir, your green tea." The flight attendant's sweet voice brought Lin Fei back to his senses.

"Thank you." He carefully took the tea in the paper cup. Put it on the pull plate in front of you. The steaming green tea exudes a faint tea fragrance. Although it is far inferior to the Shifeng Longjing that Zhang Minghui invited to drink yesterday, it is still tea.

Lin Fei shook his head slightly and took a sip.

Sitting next to him was a young girl in her twenties, with an ordinary appearance and a somewhat fat body. But since getting on the plane, this girl has been taking a look at Lin Fei from time to time. It seems to be looking secretly.

Lin Fei also knew that her face seemed to be more and more neutral recently, and her skin was becoming more and more perfect because of practicing swordsmanship. The fundamental purpose of the Qi training chapter is to make the body more perfect, which is also inevitable.

Near the airport, one after another black cars parked neatly at the exit of the airport.

Some middle-aged men and women in formal suits gathered neatly together and whispered.

A middle-aged man in a white suit stood at the front, raising his wrist to look at his watch from time to time. With him as the center, there are security-like people around a dozen meters away, isolating other airport passengers. Leave a wide opening for the passage.

A large number of people who came to pick up the plane were fenced off a long passage by security guards and some people in police uniforms, and a human wall was completely isolated from the exit of the airport to the convoy outside the airport.

Lin You hugged the kitten and mingled among the pick-up personnel who were stopped aside, looking at the group of people curiously.

"It's such a big show, tsk tsk...Who has such a big background and wants to pick people up like this?" Lin You admired.

"It may be some key big shots." Phil said via voice transmission.

"Let's go, my mother told me to come pick up Lin Fei. It will be annoying if he sues me again if I go late later." Lin You satisfies his curiosity a bit, and squeezes the crowd towards the airport pick-up entrance. go.

Lu Jun raised his hand again and looked at his watch.

"President, the plane is delayed." A young woman with glasses whispered beside her. .

"It should be about this time. It doesn't matter. Has the airport coordinated?"

"It's all coordinated."

The woman frowned.

"But I don't think the president should pay attention to these things. Isn't it too conspicuous for us to be like this?"

Lu Jun glanced at him lightly. "Some things, maybe we do nothing, but if we don't do it, the result is another matter."

"Have people from the Yanlin Group and the Swordsmanship Club come? This time we are mainly in the name of the Yanlin Group."

"It should be here." The woman was thoughtful.

Not far away, a woman in white with a cold expression slowly appeared at the airport pick-up gate.

"Big sister, why are you so arrogant that you want all of us to pick up the plane?" A gangster-like boy with yellow hair behind the woman said with a playful smile.

"Elder Sister's decision can't be wrong. Even if it's wrong, it's right." On one side, a strong and sturdy woman said in a deep voice. This woman is full of muscles and looks more masculine than a man.

"Sister Ruoruo must have gone too well with the mission last time, and I can't vent my anger..." The last little girl said casually while chewing gum, but her voice dropped suddenly when the woman in white looked back at her cold gaze. .

"Tch, I want to see who is worthy..." the yellow-haired boy muttered.

The plane came to a slow stop. Baidu This text is written by Qihang Minger

The announcement reminding to disembark also rang.

Lin Fei glanced at the runway outside the window of the phone, calmly took out the phone and turned it on.

A short message prompt flashed on the screen.

After closing the phone cover, Lin Fei slowly got up.

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