The second dimension life starting from Fuyuki City

These words echoed in Nan Xiaoniao's mind again, making her believe in Mo Yi for no reason at all!

No matter what the other party's reason is for choosing to go on the stage, the most important thing you should do is to believe in and support the other party.

Then, Minami Kotori smiled brightly and explained:

"I believe in Mo Yijun."

Hearing Minami Kotori's answer, Sonoda Umi wanted to say something, but Kousaka Honoka pulled her hand and, with the same bright smile, she didn't insist and said:

"Right--"

"After all, Mo Yijun never said that he doesn't know swordsmanship."

"Maybe he's also a master of kendo."

Sonoda Umi made a well-reasoned analysis:

"We're here to help him!"

Chapter 297: Actually, I am an old Chinese medicine practitioner

Grandpa Mo Yi, who was worried about or complained by everyone, was also a little distressed at the moment, similar to the little distress that a young man could not express in his heart.

Although saying "I'm sorry, I want to win this game" to your opponent can bring you double the happiness, after the happiness, you will be in trouble.

Grandpa Mo Yi, who gave up swordsmanship to pursue literature and aspired to become a master of culture and thought, has not competed with others in such a formal occasion for a long time.

Everyone should stop fighting and waste energy. It would be better to go home and write a short story between a hero and a succubus to earn some money for milk powder. After all, there will be more children in the future.

As for playing tennis, exchanging hands with servants like Wang-chan, and capturing Miss Sesshoin, Mo Yi had always been in a playful and entertaining mindset. If it didn't blow up a continental plate or blow up the moon, what kind of battle would it be?

But facing Mian Yue Yiji's serious gaze at this moment, if he fought with her in an entertaining manner, wouldn't it be a bit disrespectful to others? In short, Grandpa Mo Yi began to daydream and think too much again.

Watatsuki Yorihime first heard the other party's declaration of victory. She had a very high self-esteem and of course she couldn't tolerate it. She drew her sword and prepared to fight the other party for three hundred rounds.

However, I have already responded to the other party's provocation, but the other party is just in a daze?

Feeling like she was being played around with, Yiji Wushuang was really angry and said:

"Since you won't take action, then I will."

After saying that, he took a step forward and turned into an afterimage to attack Mo Yi.

Mo Yi: "Meow meow meow?"

I had just figured out how to deal with the other party. I was thinking of having some commercial compliments first, and then starting a fight and defeating the other party in seconds. I didn't expect that girls nowadays are so impatient.

The opponent's sword was very fast. In terms of swordsmanship alone, this ordinary horizontal slash was the fastest one Mo Yi had ever seen, and the angle was also just right.

After all, Master Mo Yi's opponents in the previous world were mainly monster girls. Swordsmanship was popular there. What mattered was magic, innate abilities, and comprehension of laws. Even if they used swords as weapons, it was just because it was convenient. After all, chopping someone to death is definitely less labor-intensive than hammering someone to death with bare hands.

So, Mo Yi has always considered himself a caster, not a saber.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, Mian Yue Yiji, who has practiced swordsmanship for thousands of years, may be better than Grandpa Mo Yi.

In addition, he was distracted just now, and when Mo Yi reacted, the sword was still about 120 centimeters away from passing through Mo Yi's left shoulder, and then passing through his right hip unhindered.

To be honest, even Mian Yue Yiji, who attacked in anger, was a little surprised. Wasn't this too smooth?

At this distance, even his own master would not be able to avoid his knife.

However, Grandpa Mo Yi is, after all, a grandfather-level figure who is even higher than Doomsday’s father, so he will naturally not die easily.

"Inherent Time Control—10x Speed."

Since even the daughter is her own, it is normal for her to have the proud skills of slicing and raking.

Under the accelerating effect of the inherent time control, Mo Yi's reaction speed was increased tenfold. Just like that, under the eyes of Mian Yue Yiji, he took a step back and just avoided the maximum attack range of the opponent's samurai sword.

"It's not that simple—"

As expected, Mian Yue Yiji thought, but attack is the best way of defense. After Mo Yi dodged, she continued to stick to him, and attacked Mo Yi's grandfather with the samurai sword in her hand.

"This is?"

Every time, Mian Yue Yiji's attack almost hit Mo Yi, but no matter how she changed the attack angle, or suddenly burst out, or increased the speed of sword swinging, she was still dodged one by one by the opponent's strange acceleration method, and she avoided it every time.

Damn it!

At this time, Mian Yue Yiji was unable to react. The other party clearly had enough strength, but he just chose to dodge it. This was clearly a provocation to her!

Of course, Grandpa Mo Yi didn’t think about this. How much speed and strength are enough to dodge the opponent’s attack? Why should he draw more strength?

Grandpa Mo Yi is not a devil, how could he provoke others all day long?

However, Yi Ji Wushuang did not think so. Feeling insulted, she used more and more strength, and the speed and frequency of her attacks became faster and faster. She stuck to Mo Yi and in just over ten seconds, she chased him from the left side of the stage to the right side, and then circled the entire ring three and a half times, during which time she slashed more than 1,300 times.

Since both players were the finalists, they must be the most powerful players of their respective teams. The audience thought they were going to see another battle between the gods that would be more exciting than the previous one.

What no one expected was that this match was so cost-effective. Apart from cheap special effects like overlapping afterimages all over the ring, there were no cool special effects like wind, fire, thunder and lightning.

As expected, bad review!

"This is a time-related ability similar to Kaguya—"

After seven or eight seconds of unilateral attack, Mian Yue Yiji quickly discovered the reason why the other party was able to narrowly avoid her attack. No wonder she always felt a little familiar. It turned out that the ability was similar to that of the seductive girl who kidnapped her master.

As for her imaginary enemy of thousands of years, Kaguya Houraisan, Watatsuki Yorihime naturally thought of a way to punish her.

But Grandpa Mo Yi is not a sandbag, how could he allow the other party to attack him?

I have already given the other party more than a thousand moves, which is considered as repaying the other party's sister for helping me put on clothes.

Facing another downward slash from Mian Yue Yiji, Mo Yi did not choose to move sideways or retreat as before. Instead, he increased the power of the 'Inherent Time Control', accelerated ten times in the accelerated world, rushed forward sideways, and used his right shoulder to hit Mian Yue Yiji who was subconsciously pursuing him.

As Kizaru said, speed is power.

Coupled with Mo Yi's special way of exerting force, his right shoulder hit the unsuspecting Mian Yue Yiji's chest with great impact force——

This move, in Thunder Bluff, is called "Savage Charge" by the Tauren people. In the mysterious East, it is the secret of Bajiquan that requires knocking down thousands of trees to practice.

"Landslide!"

“Bang, bang, bang—”

Mian Yue Yiji was caught off guard and was knocked flying by Mo Yi. Various "bang bang" sounds were heard while she was hitting the ground, raising a large cloud of smoke.

“Uh(⊙o⊙)…”

The referee watched the situation on the field nervously, trying to see clearly whether Mian Yue Yiji was knocked out of the ring.

Although this competition is called Unlimited Kendo, Grandpa Mo Yi didn't even draw his sword and knocked his opponent out of the ring. If he won in this way, the referee would find it difficult to do so.

Even though there's a style called 'No Sword Taker' where you don't use your own sword to fight, others still ended up using their swords. But do you think you're the best martial arts tournament in the world with this kind of victory?

Grandpa Mo Yi, I beg you to draw your sword.

I just want to be a good referee, is it so difficult?

The world follows traces, and such special rules are called laws. One of them is called the 'Law of Smoke but No Action', which states that during a battle, after you hit your opponent hard, if smoke and haze appear on the field that blocks your vision, then your opponent must not have lost yet, and there is a high probability that he will explode and win.

"Damn it—"

The haze finally disappeared, revealing Mian Yue Yiji who had inserted her sword into the ground to slow herself down and avoid flying out of the ring. However, Yiji Wushuang was covered in dust and had an expression of unspeakable pain on her face. She looked really embarrassed.

How could she have imagined that when she was about to use the power of possession by the god and possess the god who controlled the power of time, she would be hit so hard by Mo Yi.

If it were under normal circumstances, she would not feel any resentment. After all, it was just the other party who knocked her away with his strength. Why should she blame others?

"Cough-cough-"

But the way the other party hit me was so shameless and hateful!

It's not that she had never been injured, but the pain from previous injuries was really not something a boy could understand compared to the pain coming from her chest.

Resisting the urge to rub her aching chest, Mian Yue Yiji stood up again. Her pretty face was distorted by anger. She approached in the style of Fist of the North Star, staring intently at Grandpa Mo Yi who looked innocent, and said coldly:

"Despicable guy!"

Mo Yi: “…”

I didn't mean it. In combat, isn't it about hitting where the defense is low and the easiest to hit?

Moreover, the 'Land Collapse' attack I used just now was originally a move to hit the opponent, and it just happened to have the effect of 'breaking the weakness'. That was also because of the height difference between us, your open attack posture, and your good development. This really can't be blamed on me, Master!

However, looking at Mian Yue Yiji's furious expression, Mo Yi estimated that even if he explained, the other party would not listen.

So, why don’t good men fight with women?

Because if a man and a woman fight, according to universal perception, there are too many invulnerable points on a woman's body, and if they are hit, they will be labeled as "despicable" or "beast".

Therefore, the culture of flower growing has a long history. As early as two thousand years ago, saints understood and summarized this truth.

"Cough-cough-"

Master Mo Yi, who had always been very self-disciplined, felt a little embarrassed by being criticized like this, and said very considerately:

"Mianyue-san, how about we take a break for a while?"

"Why don't you rub it first? It can speed up blood circulation and relieve the pain—"

"Actually, I'm an old Chinese medicine practitioner with a family background. If you trust me, I can treat you for free..."

Of course, Mo Yi spoke the last two sentences very quietly, and only Mian Yue Yiji on the opposite side could hear it.

"shut up!"

Hearing Mo Yi's humanitarian suggestion, Mian Yue Yiji's face turned red and then blue.

Mian Yue Yiji's master, Bayi Yonglin, is a true master of medicine. Even though she has not studied medicine much, she can understand what Mo Yi means by the old Chinese doctor.

"I have never seen such a shameless person!"

Mo Yi: "Meow meow meow?"

Have you heard of the saying "A doctor is like a caring parent"? Mian Yue?

How can you deny the medical ethics of Master Mo Yi, an old Chinese medicine practitioner, just because of the difference between men and women?

For the sake of your sister, I will be merciful and forgive you again.

"Take it, Mo Yi!"

Mian Yue Yiji, who can possess the power of the so-called eight million gods, can be regarded as an all-round player to some extent. Naturally, she can resist, fight and heal. After possessing the power of the gods with healing abilities, the pain that was not particularly serious disappeared in an instant.

However, the accumulated anger did not disappear. Instead, it turned into her strength, and her whole body exuded an extremely powerful aura.

"God Susanoo no Mikoto—"

This time, the god that Watatsuki Yorihime chose to possess was Susanoo, the god of destruction who is known for his destructive power among the three noble gods.

Mo Yi: “…”

Looking at the energy fluctuations emitted by Mian Yue Yiji, you can tell that the other party seems to be really happy.

Even if this arena had been blessed by someone to withstand the previous waves of battles, under this level of attack from the opponent, the aftermath would definitely spread out and even affect all the spectators present.

Mo Yi is not afraid of a confrontation with the opponent, but the opponent's attack is at the nuclear explosion level. If the opponent confronts him, wouldn't Onokizaka and everyone else be blown to the sky?

Therefore, the moves needed at this time should be extremely fast and will not produce wave effects, so as to prevent the opponent from blowing up the school.

Mo Yi stepped out with his left foot, drew his sword and slashed, muttering in his heart - the decision is up to you, Jing Keai!

————The dividing line between quiet and lovely————

"This is the ultimate secret of the Fei Tian Yu Jian Style. Do you remember it?"

After Shizuka Hiratsuka finished her performance, she looked at Mo Yi and asked:

"If you have any questions, ask now. The competition will start soon."

Not long ago, Jing Keai called Mo Yi to a corner. After chatting with Mo Yi about ideals and life for a while, she talked to Mo Yi about swordsmanship and performed her Flying Sword Style in front of Mo Yi, hoping to help Mo Yi. After all, it was she and others who called him to help, and any help she could give was valuable, regardless of whether the other party needed it or not. This was what she had to do as a people's teacher.

If you can't use it, just consider it as compensation to the other party, and learn as much as you can.

"I've forgotten everything!"

Mo Yi nodded seriously and replied.

Jingkeai: “···”

Obviously, she didn't know about the story of Zhang Sanfeng teaching Zhang Wuji Tai Chi.

——————The dividing line where the short memory ends————