On the lawns on both sides behind Gongsun Minu, two bottomless, extremely narrow and profound slashes suddenly and silently appeared, and the grass turned up like a human wound.
"'Sword-cutting', what a good name, what a powerful method."
Gongsun Minato still held the wooden sword steadily with one hand, and his wrist did not tremble at all. It was just like this that his seemingly slender wrist held the heavy wooden sword, and he directly smashed the slash with one blow.
At this moment, there is slight white smoke coming from the collision place on the wooden sword. If you look closely, there is a small cut mark on it. The green smoke is caused by the small burning due to the intense friction caused by the speed.
"But if I use a real sword, I should be able to cut it open without any damage."
Wei Zeshu was even more surprised than Gongsun Minato. His transformed magic was cut open by the opponent with the same type of slash. Does this mean that her sword skills are superior to his own?
"I just used Mr. Wrath Control's extreme intention, which is called [Cut Jade]. It is a move that cuts in the ultimate direction."
"Extreme meaning...what is it again?"
"After a great supernatural power reaches the end, you can understand the ultimate summary of a specific skill as the strongest "move"."
"Can I learn too?"
"Then you have to ask the teacher. If he teaches you, you can learn."
She didn't care much about Jiyi, maybe because she was used to it. Instead, Gongsun Minao tilted his head and looked at the curved black long knife in Wei Curcuma's hand, seeming to be particularly curious.
"Can you show me this knife?"
Wei Zeshu nodded and wanted to hand the knife to his senior sister. Gongsun Minato raised his two small hands expectantly, waiting to take the "cutting sword" like a squirrel waiting for nuts.
Wei Zeshu gently let go, but as soon as the black knife left his hand, it instantly turned into a huge amount of small black particles, flying upwards with the wind, like black snow flying in the opposite direction.
Those dots of black soul pressure, although they are black, are still shining, running upwards along Wei Zuoshu's iron-muscular forearms, causing his black bangs to float slightly upwards due to such soul pressure. , this scene looks quite beautiful.
It seems that because the form of the sword has changed, the scale of the deconstruction at this moment is far greater than the previous form of the dagger.
"What a nice view...."
This was how Gongsun Minato felt after seeing such a strange scene. It was not only the beauty of the scene, but also the strength of its owner's body, the purity and hugeness of the soul's pressure. The beauty of the power contained in these was amazing.
"Senior, it seems that this structure won't work without my hands..."
"It doesn't matter."
Gongsun Minu shook his head.
Just when Wei Curcuma thought that this silly senior had given up, she was tall, almost the same height as Wei Curia, at least 1.7 meters tall, and she walked directly behind him.
The senior sister has a slender body, and her fingers are slender and strong. At this moment, she was unconsciously sticking behind Wei Curcuma, stretched out her right hand, and gently held his right hand.
The silver hair tips were floating gently in the wind, brushing against Wei Curcuma's cheek, making him feel a little itchy, and the end of his nose could clearly smell the delicious fragrance of the senior sister, which seemed to be some kind of very faint but yet delicate fragrance. Elegant floral scent.
The only fly in the ointment is that it does have a bit of a barbecue smell, which ruins the aesthetic feeling at the moment.
However, Gongsun Minato didn't have any consciousness about this. She was like a curious little girl, holding Wei Curcuma's right hand with one hand, putting the other hand on his shoulder, and her whole body was pressed against his back. Urging him curiously.
"Junior, can you construct that method again?"
"Yes, yes..."
Wei Zeshu's whole body was stiffened by the sudden close contact with his senior sister, and he was extremely nervous. At this moment, when he heard her curious request like a child, he breathed a sigh of relief.
If passersby see the two of them like this, Wei Curcuma's mugshot will probably be posted on the bounty list of the Northern Forum the next day!
The seniors and juniors of Gongsun Cou's support group will definitely pay for the reward for this freshman brat's head! ....I guess so.
Wei Curcuma restructured the Zhanjian, and the long black knife soon appeared in his hand, attracting the senior sister's curiosity.
Minato-senpai's hands are white, slender, and slightly cool, which makes people easily think of adjectives such as jade, but they are not actually that soft. Instead, they have a lot of calluses, which are the result of her hard work practicing swordsmanship.
This does not affect her beauty, but brings some special feelings.
She held Wei Curcuma's hand with some excitement, as if she was holding the sword, and shook it slightly like a child getting a beloved stick.
"The arc of this knife is so beautiful, junior! Did you come up with it yourself?"
Xiao Minato happily held Wei Curcuma's right hand and gently felt the shape of the knife.
"Referenced some famous swords."
"No wonder, just holding it like this makes people want to swing it to chop down something. It's really powerful..."
When the senior student faced a new sword or blade, she acted very curious. Although her voice was still so light, she chirped like a sparrow.
"Junior, your body is too stiff. Relax, I can't swing the knife."
Wei Zeshu turned his head away to prevent her breath from blowing on the side of his face, complaining in his heart who do you think it is because of why I am so nervous.
"However, this sword-cutting sword also has limitations. You cannot rely solely on it."
Gongsun Minao tasted it carefully for a while, let go of Wei Curcuma's hand, and frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking.
Wei Curcuma, who was granted amnesty, hurriedly took a few steps to distance himself from the naturally stupid senior sister. Without him, a naturally stupid sword-mad beauty suddenly came close to her. It was so lethal that Wei Curcuma is still frightened.
Is it true that being naturally stupid has such an offensive attribute?
"It has no entity and cannot perform sword skills or sword skills. Although the slash is strong, it can only be released in a straight line and lacks some changes."
"It may be okay for low-level anomalies. A sudden slash when the opponent is not prepared can create miraculous effects. But if it is a high-level intellectual anomaly or a strange person, then the effect may be greatly reduced."
Gongsun Minu rarely gave such a long list and accurately pointed out the only shortcomings of this method.
"The defense is too weak, and it's too easy to guess when facing a strong opponent."
"oh?"
Wei Curcuma is angry!
Wei Zeshu was also curious. Although he had suppressed anomalies, he did not have experience fighting against powerful people. Naturally, he was a little dissatisfied with such an evaluation.
"Want to try? I will suppress the soul pressure to Level E."
Gongsun Minato could clearly see Wei Curcuma's thoughts. The outstanding slash just now seemed to arouse her desire to fight. If the night ended here, she would indeed have some unfinished business.
At this moment, she could see Wei Curcuma's fighting spirit and gave her a pillow when she was dozing off, which made her particularly happy. Wei Curcuma, a junior student, became even more lovely in her eyes.
Because she was happy, she couldn't help but smile lightly.
Gongsun Cou, who usually had no expression, smiled, and all the ancient trees and flowers seemed to pale in front of such a smile.
She handed Wei Curcuma a wooden knife with only a rough embryo. It was the second embryo that was going to be made into a wooden sword, but it had not had time to be processed, and it looked like a stick.
Wei Zeshu took over the rough wooden knife and held it in his hand. He saw why Senior Minato was smiling happily at this moment and what it expressed.
She is inviting.
——My lovely junior, do you want to fight with all your strength?
Wei Zeshu couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that tonight was not destined to end like this.
He held a wooden sword in his right hand and a black slashing sword in his left hand, and took a step forward.
"Senior, please."
