I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

What Miwa didn't notice was that the palms of her hands that were clenched tightly to the handle of the knife were soaked with dense sweat at some point.

The girl is ready, but Maki is getting more and more relaxed.

This move is impossible to use in ordinary battles, because standing still for too long... She only found the opportunity of the [communication meeting] now, forcing the opponent's three rounds to widen the distance It can only be used after the simple field is expanded.

It is also an attempt.

[If you want to unleash your sword power, you rely on absolute confidence in your own strength, mind and skills, and integrate your body, spirit and weapon in your hand. 】

.... Turn yourself into a sharp blade that stabs the enemy's heart!

[The knife cuts the body, the heart cuts the soul. 】

What kind of nonsense is that?I can't understand it at all...

You bastard master, just give me a good look at it!

It's just self-confidence, what reason can I not come up with? !Because I'm... the most recognized spell tool!

Maki took a step forward and opened her eyes.

The momentum of the sword rose, and then it was released.

That wild aura was like a turbulent wave, carrying all of Maki's body, mind and spirit, turning into a sharp blade to slash at the opponent.

Even without drawing your weapon—

Maki's footsteps stepped into the radius of 2.21 meters of the simple field, at this moment.

【Sword Poses】

"Unforgettable · Unforgettable"

The movement of Sanwa about to draw the knife out of its sheath was stiff as if the pause button was pressed, and she saw her own death through a long time at that moment.

It was shining like a sky full of stars... the light of swords and swords!

They fall from the sky, like wind and rain, and there is no way to avoid them.

Those tens of thousands of cold and sharp blades carried the coldness of death, easily cut through the muscles and blood vessels, and carved deep scars on his bones.

....it hurts!

...what's going on...it hurts!

I can't control my body...can't move...!

"...Ugh!"

Miwa seemed to have received a heavy blow in an instant, and fell limply on one knee to the ground.

My heart was shaking violently.Panic, fear, and fighting spirit are all gone!

There was severe pain in my mind as if the nerves had been cut inch by inch!

Bead-sized beads of sweat ooze and fall from Sanlun's forehead, and fall to the ground through the hot and icy air, splashing layers of small mud waves.

My own simple domain.... was torn apart!

Yep....not by getting down on one knee and leaving the feet off the spot, but being ripped apart by something before that.

Like a steel needle piercing a balloon, it exploded and exploded at that moment.

The cause of everything is that he drew his sword at Maki who stepped into the field, but he didn't have the courage to attack her.

It was as if the moment he wanted to draw a weapon against her in his mind, he already knew the outcome of the defeat - he would die.

As long as you draw your sword, you will die.

Such a clear premonition resounded wildly in his mind with the deadliest alarm.

I can't... beat her...

Not even the courage to raise a weapon against her!

--how is this possible? !What's wrong with me?what happened? !

The girl's mind was full of doubts, her eyes widened in disbelief, she wanted to move her soft and trembling body, but she couldn't.

because she's getting closer....

Maki slowly came to Miwa's side step by step, and squatted down.

She reached for the saber at Miwa's waist with her other hand.

My...knife...!

With a smile on her lips, Maki easily pulled out her saber under Miwa's helpless gaze and held it in her hand.

After getting the opponent's weapon, Maki stood up neatly, let go of the right hand holding the handle of the knife at his waist, threw the three-wheeled knife in his left hand, and danced a few times.

"Your knife is not bad, lend it to me."

Then he turned around and left in such a chic manner.

The mountain-like pressure dissipated in a blink of an eye, making Miwa who was kneeling on the ground even think he was hallucinating.

She looked down cutely at the empty scabbard around her waist, her face turned pale in an instant, and she reached out in vain in the direction where Maki was leaving.

"My knife...give it back to me...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...'

Unfortunately, due to the dispensable rule of this exchange meeting [cannot kill the other party], the magic tool Mingxin on Maki's waist cannot be used as he pleases.

Because it is the real magic tool of Kaifeng, even "bring it with you" is the result of all kinds of struggles.

Maki touched the Miwa knife a few times with her thumb, it was very blunt.....

It is estimated that it was specially prepared for this exchange meeting.

"Well, but... that guy should have seen it!" Maki put the knife on her shoulder and strode towards the direction of Fuhei and others, with a big smile on her face, showing that at this moment her Mood...very good!

【Kyoto Sister School Exchange Meeting-Group Battle】

[Sanlun Xia-abstained. 】

Chapter 80 Kyoto sister school exchange meeting ([-])

"She actually mastered the sword and released it by herself... Could it be that this child is the protagonist? A genius?"

Cheng Rang stared at Maki who was looking towards her on the screen, and she raised her chin provocatively.

"Ha...!" Cheng Rang couldn't help but laugh, holding his forehead and shaking it repeatedly

head.

Relying on the opponent's passive defense while standing still for more than ten seconds, it takes less than five seconds to accumulate sword power. Do you have to show off to yourself at this level?

It can't be used in actual combat at all. Hey, after all, it's because Sanlun is not strong. Even Maki can easily defeat her with her own skills.

This point can be seen more clearly than anyone else.

After all, he could confidently say to everyone present: "You guys know how to use a sword with a hammer?"

Miwa Kasumi.....

The posture of drawing the sword and the simple field are actually similar, but there is too much hesitation in his heart.

A knife like her...can't kill.

Well, no matter how you say it, that kid Maki really released 【Sword Poses】.

Even if it takes a long time to prepare, even if the power of the sword is weak, the duration will not even exceed a few seconds.

That is also the real 【Sword Poses】.

Facing Sanlunxia who didn't grasp the sword power, she was completely crushed, which made her completely lose her fighting spirit against Maki in these few seconds, and even let her come over and take the weapon in her hand, but she didn't There is no way to resist.

and so--

"Barely qualified~"

Cheng Rang silently gave such an evaluation in his heart, leaning on the seat with his arms folded, watching the girl carrying the knife go away on the screen, smiling with satisfaction.

"Hehehe, what an interesting child. She can be promoted to level 2 tomorrow morning." Mingming commented after witnessing the whole battle.

Wujo Wu said helplessly: "I think so too—but the Chanyuan family has been making trouble. Can't you just admit her more sincerely?"

"I can't understand anything that doesn't involve money~"

"It's a miser like you..." Isabella whispered in Cheng Rang's ear.

"Huh?! Where did I save my money? Didn't it all be handed over to you? Besides, there's nothing unreasonable about asking for rewards for working...I'm doing it for the two of us to live on better conditions."

"Okay~ok~" Isabella smiled perfunctorily, and put her eyes on the screen again.

On the side of the knotweed, after a few rounds of fights with Dongtang in the internal state, Dongtang suddenly distanced himself and opened up the chatterbox.

"Knotweed! Your delayed spell power, is that your bad habit?"

Hu Zhang was taken aback, "Uh? You mean Jing Ting Quan?"

"If you can only take out that thing, you can't beat me!" Dongtang sighed, "If this level makes you feel satisfied, we can't be close friends. Do you hear me?"

How should I answer him?I don't really care...

As long as the mana power of Rishi is exhausted, if you find a chance to switch——

"Isn't it okay to be a weak chicken back and forth?!"

Dongtang's words instantly aroused the fighting spirit of Polygonum cuspidatum, and his eyes suddenly became serious.

The current Lishi seems to be his own weakness. For the magic power that does not belong to him at the root, the manipulation of the knotweed stick is obviously not as proficient as magic.

"Of course, no!"

"Right! Best friend!"

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The hand cannot be more skilled than the eye.Masters always "see" thoroughly.

Without the development of the "eye" that distinguishes good from bad, the growth of the "hand" that creates works cannot be expected.

This is a phrase often used by creators.

This sentence is also applicable to all professional fields.People who are good at "seeing" improve at a much faster rate than those who don't.

The fist-to-body confrontation is the most primitive collision of strength, skill and body.

boom!

Hu Zhang's straight left fist hit Dong Dong Tang on the cheek in an instant.

Faced with the constant right punches, I immediately hit a straight left punch. This is not an action that the knotweed just now can do!

Dongtang seemed to find pleasure in fighting the knotweed. Even after being beaten severely, the smile on his lips never dropped.

He's growing up, give Aoi Todo...a big punch!

Clutching Dongtang's wrist, the tiger stick gave him a sharp uppercut.

"Well!"

What a neat and beautiful defense! !

Dongtang Aoi lost her center of gravity and couldn't stop leaning back, her eyes froze in the tiger's stick, and she gathered her spell power and rushed into her fist.

The face is defenseless!Can hit!Can use Jingting fist!

But Dongtang, who was leaning back, raised his upper body violently with amazing flexibility at the moment when the punch of the knotweed was still accelerating, and caught the punch of the knotweed with his forehead in advance.

Withstood? !

"This is not the place where you were asked to fight." Dongtang held the wrist of the knotweed stick, pushed it aside, and stood up.

"Although I don't understand why you suddenly became weak for the time being, your Jingting Fist is achieved by relying on your physical ability beyond ordinary people and the delay of spell power that does not appear under normal circumstances."

"The idea is novel. Ordinary magicians may not understand what happened, causing confusion. The power is also sufficient, provided that it is dealing with ordinary opponents!"

Dong Tang's next words made Hu Zhang's eyes widen.

"—But it's useless for special grades."

“…”

"What will you do? Best friend."