Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 371 You are still far behind

Every move he makes, every style the opponent can predict in advance.

When this happens, no matter how powerful your attack is, it will be ineffective.

Moreover, the series of quick attacks just now also consumed a small part of Dongfang Jiu's stamina.

Beads of sweat slipped from his forehead, and Dongfang Jiu's breathing rate sped up a little.

"The saber technique you used just now emphasizes lightness, quickness and surprise."

As the girl spoke, her figure began to move.

Dongfang Jiu subconsciously tightened his nerves and moved his body slightly away to avoid Yin Mang's attack.

Who knows, Yin Mang didn't intend to attack him at all.

At the moment when the figures were different, a pair of slender and fair hands snatched the knife from him very smoothly.

"Your mastery of knife skills is proficient."

"But it's just proficiency."

"Whether it's practicing knives, swords, or any weapon, you really shouldn't be too attached to the skills you practice, and you shouldn't be obsessed with moves."

"You are right."

The girl held the knife in her right hand, and she casually turned her wrist lightly.

The dark red blade danced a blade shadow in the air.

"But the premise is that your mastery of the saber technique has reached perfection, so you can not be limited to the moves."

"And you didn't do that."

Before the words were finished, the girl's bright red clothes suddenly jumped up, like a bright red flame.

Raiding violently, he rushed towards Dongfang Jiu.

"The key to the knife technique you used just now lies in two words."

"quick!"

When the girl's cold and sharp words fell, pieces of bright red saber shadows had already slashed towards Dongfang Jiu.

Dongfang Jiu's complexion changed slightly, subconsciously felt his right hand behind him, and drew out a short blade.

That was his sword.

dagger.

"Cum clap clap!"

The sound of swords clashing is endless.

Yin Mang moved so fast that his figure turned into red light.

But her knife is faster than she can move it.

Every time the knife was cut, the girl's cold and calm voice would ring in Dongfang Jiu's ears.

"You didn't understand the true meaning of the saber technique. The dozens of moves just now were indeed killing people, but they lost the most critical speed."

"As a swordsman, when you can't cultivate yourself to a perfect level, what you should do is to give up."

"According to the sword technique you have practiced, specialize in one place!"

Before he finished speaking, Dongfang Jiu's body had already been scratched with more than a dozen cuts.

The scar wasn't deep, but it was enough to stop Dongfang Jiu from moving.

There were also three wounds on his sword-holding wrist.

This made his blocking movement pause for a short while.

Yin Mang flipped his wrist, and the offensive started again.

"There is another point, that is, the knife."

"Presumably, you don't need me to teach you about this, do you?"

The girl's cold figure suddenly approached.

When Dongfang Jiu came back to his senses, his Miao Dao had already been pressed against his heart.

At this moment, Dongfang Jiu's brain was blank.

He stood there blankly, his eyes meeting the girl's dark eyes.

For a long time, there was silence.

"You...why do you know my sword skills?"

Yin Mang raised his eyebrows casually.

At this moment, the powerful and suffocating aura spreading around her body just now has disappeared completely.

The girl leaned against the iron fence leisurely, squinted her brows lazily, and said in a flat tone, "Of course you taught me."

"Isn't this an obvious thing? You haven't practiced enough with this saber technique, it's too far behind."

(End of this chapter)