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Chapter 473 Unlimited Blade Works

With a soft sound like a dragon's roar, Jiang Zhiwei's longsword was suddenly drawn, attracting everyone's attention.

"Watch out, everyone, enemies are approaching."

Jiang Zhiwei spoke loudly, and as soon as she finished speaking, a dark shadow appeared in front of them and flew towards them.

The shadowy figure moved like a ghost, never touching the ground, like a phantom or evil spirit seeking death.

But in the next moment, a white light suddenly shone, carrying a sharp sword intent, and was swung out from a position three zhang above the demon's head.

With a loud thud, the dark figure plummeted to the ground. It turned out that the so-called suspension was just a trick by the sliding rods connected to the stone wall.

Jiang Zhiwei cut the rope and stared blankly at her longsword.

Just now, after I swung my sword, a sword image appeared in my mind.

That was himself, with the same appearance and the same level of strength, but his methods were completely different.

In his mind, the sword in his hand gleamed fiercely, carrying an incomparably powerful sword intent, and with a near-divine strike, he pierced the brain of the 'evil spirit' in front of him.

It was an incredibly sharp and stunning sword strike. Though it was full of killing intent, it was as if a celestial being had descended to earth. She, who loved swords more than life itself, couldn't help but be captivated.

"I should be able to do that same sword strike just now." Jiang Zhiwei thought to herself.

Because the sword strike she had just made in her mind was within the realm of her understanding; the power and technique she used were theoretically within her capabilities at her level.

The images that kept flashing through her mind made her arm holding the sword itch, and she wanted to simulate that scene and swing the sword again, ten times, a hundred times.

"Senior, did you create this illusory image in my mind?" Jiang Zhiwei asked.

"Of course, since I said I'd teach you, let's start with the most basic skills."

Bai Ye sat on the girl's shoulders, propping his head up, and said, "When you can kill an outer realm with the strength of a single aperture, that's considered entering the realm."

"To kill an outsider with a single strike of power..." Even though Jiang Zhiwei was confident in herself, she couldn't help but find this request outrageous.

"Don't just stand there, do you want to try again?" Bai Ye said from the side.

"Let's do it again?" Jiang Zhiwei asked, puzzled.

When she came to her senses, she saw that the dark figure that had fallen on the ground had disappeared, and the red dot on the minimap had refreshed.

In the distance, a dark figure suddenly approached. Instinctively, she thrust her longsword forward and slashed down the figure in front of her once again.

Then the image of that sword strike resurfaced in her mind.

The sword phantom in his mind still struck with a single blow, equally ethereal and demonic, its killing intent chilling.

The only difference is that the original brain-piercing technique has been changed to a heart-piercing technique.

"Because this isn't the real world, there aren't many powerful forces involved, so I can let you review each battle and fight again to hone your skills."

Bai Ye spoke slowly, which surprised Jiang Zhiwei. He casually recalled time. Was this the power of a mythical being?

In Jiang Zhiwei's ear, Bai Ye's voice, like a devil's seduction, whispered, "So, Zhiwei, shall we do it a third time?"

"...Come on." Jiang Zhiwei hesitated for a moment before decisively saying.

The next moment, everything changed again, and the black shadow that had landed reappeared from a distance, approaching once more.

Recalling the two swords in different poses in the previous illusion, Jiang Zhiwei tried to imitate them, attempting to imbue the swords with a trace of the charm from the fantasy.

"laugh!"

He once again severed the rope in front of him with a single sword strike, causing the dark figure to fall to the ground.

But Jiang Zhiwei knew how much she had improved this time compared to the previous two sword strikes.

"Jiang Zhiwei, you are born to practice swordsmanship. Hidden in your cultivation path is the deepest devotion to the way of the sword. For you, practicing swordsmanship every day is as ordinary as eating and drinking."

"That was a good strike. Shall we continue rewinding?"

Bai Ye's voice continued to ring in Jiang Zhiwei's ears, making her eyes shine with determination as she said, "This sword strike was good, but it could be even better. Please help me rewind it, senior."

"Very good." Bai Ye uttered two words indifferently, and the whole world rewound once again, with the black shadow still rushing towards him without any warning.

"laugh!"

With a single swing of her sword, the dark figure in front of her fell to the ground once more, while Jiang Zhiwei contemplated the gains she had made from that strike.

"I've tried the easy mode, how about we try the normal difficulty?" Bai Ye's voice rang in her ears again, like a salesman.

"Normal difficulty?" Jiang Zhiwei asked, puzzled.

"Yes, the easy difficulty is that only you can backtrack, so you only need to memorize the pattern, but you lose the opportunity for variation."

"On normal difficulty, all the red-named enemies you defeat will gain the ability to rewind, and each time you will face enemies of the same strength but with different reactions."

"Of course, this is just my suggestion. If you don't want to, you can keep the difficulty level down."

Bai Ye spoke casually, but immediately received a positive reply from Jiang Zhiwei: "Senior, please increase the difficulty."

"Very good." Bai Ye chuckled mischievously, quite pleased with his status as a personal old man.

The next moment, everything went back to normal, but this time it was different. The shadowy figure in front of Jiang Zhiwei also gained memories.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?

The dark figure swung through the air like Tarzan towards Jiang Zhiwei.

The memory in his mind was still the pain of his face hitting the ground after the girl cut the rope he was relying on.

But the next moment, the sword light flashed again in front of him, and once again, the familiar face hit the ground, and once again, the familiar pain returned.

When he returned, he found himself back on the rope, with a sword-wielding girl eager to try her hand at it.

Finally, the shadowy figure came to his senses. Seeing the longsword about to be swung, he brandished a sharp axe and swung it at the sword.

Without any collision, the longsword arced through the air, bypassing the axe, and struck the rope again, followed by weightlessness and a stinging pain in his face.

"As expected, things have changed." Jiang Zhiwei's eyes were burning. Although it was the same enemy, the way she used her sword in the illusion was different each time, which inspired her and helped her improve.

Then came dozens of sword swings and rewinds. Jiang Zhiwei imitated the way she swung her sword in her mind, her expression solemn, trying to make the shadow fall faster and faster.

As for the shadowy figure, after experiencing facial pain dozens of times, his expression had become completely numb; his face was numb from the falls.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't just focus on this one little monster. There are hundreds more waiting for you, and you're not even going to kill them?"

Bai Ye urged from the side, "Hurry up and finish killing this one and continue. The changes from one person's rewind are too small."

"Once you've cleared the entire dungeon, I'll create a hard mode so everyone in the dungeon can rewind and gang up on you. That'll also train your group combat skills," Bai Ye said from the side.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiwei lightly flicked her sword, severing the rope binding the dark figure before her. She thought to herself, "That's for the best. Thank you, Senior Bai."

(End of this chapter)