After chatting with this naturally stupid senior student for a while, Wei Curcuma figured out this logic.
Roughly speaking, she was an intern in the execution department and heard about Wei Curcuma's performance when suppressing anomalies last time. She was very curious about how he struck out that crucial sword. Suppressing deviants is probably a matter of having a heart-to-heart relationship with the law?
then....
"I want to see your method."
It's not that Wei Zuoshu can't understand this idea. He is also very curious in his heart about what the so-called swordsman is and why he can be independent from the entire system of suppressing abnormal people.
You want to ask why? Those who have already reached the fifth level of suppressing abnormality are just seekers. To pursue your own "Tao" and desire to be "stronger", do you need any more reasons?
The two of them walked side by side in the back mountains of the northern border at night with a tacit understanding. There was a gentle feedback from the stretching grass under their feet, and the green grass spread out like a blanket.
"It just feels good here."
For some reason, the two of them still walked to the huge unknown flower tree.
There are street lights around, so although the light here is relatively dim, it is not completely dark.
Wei Zeshu looked into the distance. This was halfway up the back mountain, and the ground was relatively high. The stars in the distant sky seemed clearer than usual.
The night breeze came, and the autumn night breeze was obviously cool, but it made Wei Curcuma, who had just eaten and drank enough, feel a little comfortable. Be open-minded.
Yes, he knew why it felt familiar. There seemed to be some similarities between the scene here and his dream.
"Okay, let's do it here."
Wei Curcuma also smiled freely and raised his hand to signal his senior sister to draw the sword first.
Although he is still just a freshman who has not been able to enter the fifth level, but after experiencing so many things, Wei Curcuma's gestures at this moment naturally have his own demeanor, full of indifference and indifference.
A series of events were like the strictest and most severe whetstone, which gradually transformed him into an excellent steel embryo, which was now beginning to take shape.
He didn't have the slightest fear towards such a powerful swordsman in the legend, but only calmness.
Gongsun Minu also seemed to appreciate such a junior disciple very much. She nodded, carefully placed the packed barbecue in a distance, and took out a sword from the gentian purple sword bag.
It was not a real sword, nor her sword, but a dark wooden sword.
"A swordsman is a person who gives up his own magic, gives up most of the exquisite soul pressure diversity, uses life and death as a training ground, in exchange for huge killing power, and walks on the thorny road."
Gongsun Minu held the wooden sword and spoke very calmly. This was a long sentence that she rarely had.
"For this reason, the swordsman is too lethal and violent. If something unpleasant or unpleasant happens, he will easily draw his sword, leading to irreversible consequences. Fifteen years ago, he was restrained and suggested that swordsmen should not let go of the sword easily. An iron sword should not be held lightly when unsheathed.”
Wei Curcuma nodded. If the swordsman is really as powerful as the legend says, with great killing power, and always maintains obsession and self-discipline, he does have a bad temper and can easily cause big problems on impulse.
Practicing sword practice and killing people directly, what is this? You can just treat them as aliens. Generally, aliens commit crimes and don’t kill as many people as you.
"This rule was difficult for many swordsmen to accept at first, but my teacher, Mr. Wrath Control, the strongest swordsman in the world, thinks this is the right way."
Gongsun Minato looked at Wei Curcuma. Her beautiful lavender eyes seemed to become clearer and more focused, and the expression on her face became extremely thin, like a stern sword.
Yes, her awe-inspiringness is not as cold as ice, but as sharp as a sword.
"I also think this is right. Never draw your sword unless necessary. Leave your complicated thoughts to think clearly when you are not drawing your sword. This way, when you really need to draw your sword, you don't need to hesitate."
"With restraint, a sword that is not easily unsheathed will become faster when it is really unsheathed."
"A swordsman who restrains himself and does not draw his sword easily will become stronger when he does draw his sword."
"I don't use a real sword. It's not that I look down on you, my apprentice. On the contrary, it means that I will fight with all my strength."
She explained in detail and seriously, which meant that she valued Wei Shu and did not want him to misunderstand that she was looking down on him for not holding a real sword. He was an opponent worthy of her serious respect.
Wei Curcuma nodded, expressing his understanding, and slightly opened the five fingers of his right hand.
In Gongsun Minato's eyes, this junior didn't have any soul pressure at all, but at this moment, a soul pressure as powerful as a torrent suddenly appeared from his body.
A long black curved knife appeared silently in Wei Curcuma's right hand. The tip of the knife was raised, and the shape of the knife was curved like a beautiful waxing moon.
"My Dharma may not have existed in this world before. It was something I created myself and is specious."
"But the only thing that is certain is that their strength will never be inferior to any other method."
Wei Curcuma raised his right hand. It was slender and curved. The edge of the moon-like black knife seemed a little unstable, and it continuously released black soul pressure outwards.
The law is made public. Facing such a powerful swordsman, Wei Curcuma is not trying to decide life and death, but more of a battle between strong and strong. Therefore, he does not hesitate to make his law public in exchange for a more powerful sword against Gongsun Minato. Effect!
Wei Curcuma took a deep breath, and as he inhaled, his right hand holding the knife moved back, raised it sideways and retracted his right arm, and his left hand naturally reached forward along the side of his body.
He pointed the blade of the black sword upward, with the tip pointed at Gongsun Minato, and the back of the sword gently rested on the tiger's mouth of his left hand. This was the "Key Style" in swordsmanship, also known as the "Tiger's Thrust Position" in the Yan Kingdom. The most fierce and violent, moving forward inexorably.
"This method has a name recently. I call it [Sword Cutting]. Senior sister, please enlighten me."
Gongsun Minao holds the wooden sword in one hand with his right hand, and the sword's blade points naturally to the side of his body. He remains unchanged in response to all changes. This is the lower position of the sword, which is called "Xia Gou".
Her wooden sword is made of cathode wood, which is far heavier and tougher than ordinary steel. The R&D department made it look exactly like the sword for her as a substitute for daily use to avoid the need for a real sword.
Holding a sword, she was completely different from her usual self. The temperament she displayed that belonged to a swordsman was both surprising and frightening.
Wei Curcuma moved first. In the dark night, he was really like a black tiger holding the sword. The great power in the muscles and bones of his body burst out instantly, making a violent roar like a war drum!
The "Zhan Sword" emerged from the famous sword and completed its transformation. This was the first official actual combat.
The blade of the sword was slashed out in an instant, and the extremely terrifying soul pressure was drained away in an instant. Even if the body was as powerful as Wei Curcuma, he still felt a sense of emptiness and discomfort in his body.
The body moves with the slash. This slash is extremely fast, extremely strong, and extremely sharp.
Even the invisible night wind in the night sky didn't realize that it was cut open and continued to blow like that. It wasn't until the cut collided with Gongsun Minato's raised sword that it emitted a sharp scream after a long delay.
Gongsun Minato's sword, the swordsman's sword, is faster and sharper than this slash!
This wooden sword in her hand was sharper and faster than a real sword.
The last attack came first, Gongsun Minato's sword slashed diagonally from bottom to top, unlike Mo Daosang who saw the weakness of the cut and used it to break the surface.
Her sword attack was purely a force of slashes and slashes, and she cut off the attack abruptly with the wooden sword in her hand.
