Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 216 Flying Down
"When did she..."

On the big elm tree in the distance, before everyone could react, Zhao Guang spoke in a daze.

Perhaps only he can ask this sentence.

Before Zhao Guang's eyes, there was the figure of the girl who was swinging the sword alone but kept falling clumsily in the middle of the night in the dense forest.

To him, the figure of this woman wielding a sword is no stranger to him.Perhaps he is the only person in this world who has seen the scene of this woman swinging her sword for the first time.

But because of this, Zhao Guang couldn't connect the lightly shifting figure with the long sword in his hand with the figure in the dense forest at night.

From that night to now, it was only a dozen days at most, Zhao Guang couldn't believe his eyes, why did this girl look like a different person in just these ten days?
"She's still her." However, at this moment, a man's faint voice came from beside Zhao Guang.

"Second brother?" Zhao Guang looked sideways suddenly, looking at the cold mask that could not reveal any emotion, feeling speechless.

He has always suspected that his second brother can read minds, but at this time he has no time to pursue this.

"How can it be the same?" Zhao Guang stared at Li Ji, "Isn't her skill many times stronger than that in the forest?"

"Skills are indeed like that," Li Ji gave him a light look, "but her sword has been like that from the beginning."

Seeing Zhao Guang's confused face, Li Ji had no choice but to explain, "Her sword posture has not changed, it is still chaotic, without rules, just like the beginning."

Zhao Guang took a closer look and seemed to understand something.

If there is one thing that is the same as before, it is the way the girl wields the sword in front of her, which is still the same as before, like a child wielding a wooden sword without any rules.

But the difference is that the speed at which she swings the sword is no longer the same.

"Actually, when she was in the woods, she also wanted to swing like this, but she seemed to have no way to control her body." Li Ji said quietly, his eyes darkened.

What he saw was different from what Zhao Guang saw. What he saw was exactly the same sword movement.

As always she.

The original her.

What has really changed is her physical ability to control the sword, but not her mental strength.

In other words, since the woman practiced her sword in the forest for the first time, she knew where to swing the sword.But her body couldn't reach the direction she wanted to swing.

But now, she can already do it.

Be able to accurately judge murderous intent, and let your sword reach that place.

And no one knows how many swords, how many times she practiced, and how much she paid in order to achieve all this.

"Someone once told me," Li Ji said quietly.Zhao Guang understood that it was Li Ji's "she" who had said it again.

"There is a kind of memory called muscle memory." Li Ji looked at the slender figure of the girl on the high platform and said softly, "There are some things, even if you don't remember anything, the hand holding the sword will remember."

"Muscle memory..."

"But..." Zhao Guang said in astonishment, looking at Ye Siyuan's swordsmanship, which he thought was exquisite enough, if he was in it, he would only feel surrounded by hundreds of swords, how could he tell where the sword came from?

"How did she do it?"

"Murderous aura is probably as natural to her as air," Li Ji said lightly.

He didn't know why a princess in the deep palace would be so sensitive to murderous intent.Could it be that the princess of the former Qin Dynasty grew up being hunted down?Looking at the chaotic teenager opposite her, Li Ji put these questions back.

Zhao Guang opened his eyes wide, but he only heard his brother say with a blank expression, "And her opponent doesn't know how to hide his murderous intent at all."

To put it bluntly, he is not good at learning.

Seeing Ye Siyuan on the high platform move faster and faster, many disciples of the Fire School cheered and stomped their feet, but Mr. Haoran's face in the crowd became more and more unhappy.

"You apprentice, you can only play against the wind." At this moment, a muffled voice came from beside him. Mr. Zhenshan looked at the old man with a half-smile and said with a smile, "You can't resist pressure, and you can't fight against the wind." Haven't played?"

Mr. Haoran pretended not to hear a word, but Chen Zichu understood.

Ye Siyuan is indeed a young and strong man, but because of his family background and starting point, he is used to suppressing his opponents on the battlefield, and returned with a big victory without going forward.

But now his own realm is limited, and he has entered a close-up situation where he is being tricked and tricked. For a son of a family like Ye Siyuan, it can be regarded as unprecedented aggrieved.

After all, at the ninth level, even if the fire magic sword can be used, the flame cannot achieve absolute lethality.And Ye Siyuan's sword is far from reaching the ultimate level, and its strength is completely inadequate under the limit of the level.

Although he would scratch the woman across from him from time to time, he hadn't made any real progress, which made Ye Siyuan more irritable, and his attack intentions were blatantly straightforward.

Looking at such a weak woman in front of him, but blocking his exquisite swordsmanship by inexplicable means, Ye Siyuan could only feel an evil fire burning in his heart.

This is not his real strength.

He can obviously step this woman into the dust with one foot, but why is he so strenuous at this time?

Why?
He is obviously a young genius of the sixth rank, but at this time he is stupidly lowering his self-worth to touch the sword with this witch?
Just like two young children fighting hand to hand, how can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer!

Ye Siyuan suddenly figured it out, he touched the hard object in his sleeve, looked at the overwhelmed girl opposite, and suddenly opened the corners of his mouth to laugh.

Maybe this person is still proud of himself.

Everything just now was just what he let her do.

"The trick should be over," Ye Siyuan said suddenly amidst the squalling sword sounds.

The next moment, he changed his hand, and the flame on the blade became bright again!

"The third move!" Zhao Guang on the tree shouted in amazement, this woman has made it to the third move!
If this woman takes this move again, she will really become a student who passed the second round of three moves without passing the first round of perception!
But the next moment, Ye Siyuan's speed-changing sword suddenly cut through Ying Baoyue's arm.

"Moon!"

Blood spattered, but the expression on the girl's face remained unchanged.

"It's not the point, but just now..." Zhao Guang said in surprise, but the next moment he heard Li Ji beside him speak suddenly.

"She has injuries."

"Is there any injury?" Zhao Guang looked at the girl who was still swinging the sword extremely fast, and he didn't understand or notice it at all.

The injury that can be called by his second brother is generally not an ordinary injury.

"She has a shoulder injury," Li Ji continued, looking at the girl on the high platform, "and another injury on her waist."

Looking at the girl on the high platform who was acting as usual, Zhao Guang sighed in amazement again, "Huh? Brother...how did you see that?"

so specific?

"I'm not your elder brother." Li Ji said lightly.

"Okay, second brother," Zhao Guang said helplessly, he still couldn't believe that the woman could still do these actions when she was injured, "Then she..."

Before Zhao Guang finished speaking, the shouts of the youths from the Fire Academy suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"Fire tree and silver flower!"

"The Ninth Sword!"

Fire trees and silver flowers?

Zhao Guang suddenly turned his head, only to see the bright light on the observatory.

Chen Zichu lost his breath.

Fire Tree Silver Flower is the ninth sword of the Fire Sword and is also the fiercest move. It requires extremely high real energy and can create overwhelming power. Those who don't understand this sword technique will never be able to decipher it. It is almost a must-kill move of the Fire Sword. ,she……

However, under the light that was too bright to look directly at, Chen Zichu saw that the woman raised the rust sword fearlessly.

But the next moment, he felt that Mr. Haoran beside him was suddenly stiff.

"Impossible, why does she know..."

what do you know?
Before Chen Zichu could ask these words, he suddenly heard a broken voice.

His eyes widened, and when he understood what happened, he was deprived of the ability to speak by this shameless scene.

Because when Ying Baoyue drew out his sword to resist, Ye Siyuan's pupils shrank and he clenched his fist violently, the flame on the sword suddenly rose.

The next moment, the formation on the observatory actually shattered!

The breath of the depression talisman disappeared without a trace!

Ye Siyuan's breath on the sword soared!

The next moment, Chen Zichu watched the flames engulf Ying Baoyue, and the girl's slender figure was thrown high from the stage.

then.

Falling down the stage.

(End of this chapter)