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Chapter 447 The intention of the knife
All the way to the shore, the sturdy man did not attack anyone.

It's not because the burly man has changed his temper, it's because these people are not worthy of his attack. They are too weak and too bad. Just killing these people is like killing pheasants and ducks passing by the road. No challenge at all.

It's just that he won't be satisfied with this kind of battle, nor will he be satisfied with the knife in his hand.

"But in today's world...hey."

The further he walked, the more this tall man sighed.

Originally, he thought that now that he was out of seclusion, it was time to kill all around and challenge the strong men from all walks of life. However, perhaps because he had been in seclusion for too long, the whole world had changed.

The strong men of the past have disappeared, and the reputation of the new generation of strong men has not been heard. There are only a group of lunatics whose minds have been controlled by murderous intentions, waving the so-called "evil energy", killing everywhere, looking like masters - but If such a low-level person can be considered a master, then who is he?

"Isn't this a bit..."

The sturdy man walking on the road suddenly stood still, with a look of confusion on his face.

I think back then, in order to gain strength, to gain that power that no one could compete with, he took the risk to seize the so-called first sword and tamed it over a long period of time. But now he is finally out of seclusion and finally has the strength. He went to fight the whole world, but what he saw when he came out was... this kind of thing?
Then is his seclusion a bit meaningless?

"Is this...a knife?"

"Who did it?"

But this has little to do with the burly man at the moment. He doesn't care about his thoughts decades later. He just saw a piece of inferior sword intent and wiped it off casually - this act can be regarded as giving. The person who left the sword intention would save face. If the other party had a chance to come back and noticed this confrontation that had happened, he might get some inspiration.

"If you don't take the right path, if you have to take this path, today's young people are really... huh?"

This is definitely not a natural product, it must be the trace left by some so-called master.

The stone bridge was erected on the Duiliu River, obviously for pedestrians and horses to pass. However, unlike other stone bridges that were pieced together from scattered stone slabs, the stone bridge in front of you was obviously cut directly from a single piece of stone. ——This means that the river is not too wide, so the stone bridge is suitable here.

With just one subtle caress, the remaining sword intent at the bottom of the river was completely erased.

In about a few decades, this backward river will gradually cease to exist.

The sturdy man smiled, like an old farmer who knew that the trees were about to bear fruit.

Let the weapons be stained with those mixed wills, and then perform the so-called "resisting evil spirits" again and again... Indeed, this can indeed give them a certain degree of strength, but what can it do?
Impureness is ultimately impure. Those mixed wills may bring a certain degree of power, but to a greater extent, they still bring burdens. One side wants to kill the enemy, but the other side has to worry about being affected by these complex forces. How can the battle be fought like this?

This river is a bit interesting. Other rivers flow eastward, but this small river flows from east to west. If ordinary people come here, they may only think that this is a rare spectacle, but with this The tall man's superb attainments in combat could be seen with just one glance, the sword intent remaining at the bottom of the river.

"It can be considered...somewhat capable."

But at this moment, this burly man didn't care at all about the stress of the bridge. His eyes were fixed on the bridge.

The sturdy man suddenly became interested.

The sturdy man who was just about to express something suddenly frowned.

Of course, this is a bit of a skill, but it is only compared to the so-called "masters" at the moment. Being able to condense the sword's intention like flowing water, and even scrape out a river that can even flow normal water smoothly, is indeed considered impressive - but It's only as far as it can be seen.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, it is just a stone bridge, far less surprising than the backward river.

Although the deflection method is a bit rough, it is still barely qualified as an opponent. If he can find the person who has been an enemy of this Jingtai Blade Intention, he might really be able to find a chance to take action.

Yes, only a serious master is worthy of his sword.

This is not even an exaggerated description, but it will really dirty his knife, just like the younger generation of masters now, waving those so-called "evil spirits" - in the eyes of this sturdy man, this is the same as waving Wearing a shit stick makes no difference.

The burly man frowned, and even frowned more and more.

So he planned to take a walk around first. After all, the world is so big. What if he caught some reclusive master?
"Just like me, there must be those who choose to retreat... right?"

But in the eyes of this sturdy man, the sword power displayed by this stone bridge was hundreds of times better than that of the backward river!
"This……"

"Then you can kill him with one knife."

Thinking like this, this sturdy man walked to a river without knowing it.

Killing an unknown person is meaningless, it will dirty his knife.

Just by looking at it at first glance, this sturdy man could already confirm that these were definitely marks cut by a knife. Although it was a bit unbelievable to use a knife to cut a stone bridge, the backward flowing river before was not More incredible?
The so-called unbelievable, to put it bluntly, means that the underlying reason is not understood. Because it is incomprehensible, it appears mysterious.

The backward river is still flowing, and will continue to flow, but without the sword intent, this backward river still lacks something most important.

Shaking his head, the sturdy man simply reached out and touched the bottom of the river.

But compared to this inferior sword intention, this sturdy man was more concerned about other things - if he read correctly, the person who made this sword originally borrowed the attack form of water, which was nothing more than waves. It looks like, but now it seems that this crazy sword, which is already a stormy sea for ordinary people, has been deflected by someone.

The sturdy man gave this evaluation.

"What is the running water sword technique...heh, are you practicing swordsmanship or water?"

"It's a knife, it was cut by a knife."

It's just this kind of thing, even if he doesn't go through this long retreat, he can still fight casually, right?

Instead of doing such indifferent things, it is better to kill real masters. After killing a master, the will attached to the weapon is simply a hundred times a thousand times compared to those mixed wills - and the most important thing is What's more, the master's will is purer. This kind of killing has almost no side effects. On the contrary, it can make people braver and more ferocious the more they fight.

The sturdy man shook his head. He really couldn't think about this problem in detail. He couldn't really say that his seclusion was meaningless. He only needed to keep his life and live for a long time, so that he could survive all the strong men. Number one in the world.

Just because a stone bridge appeared in front of him.

Or in other words, those faint remaining cutting marks on the bridge.

The more he looked at it, the more the sturdy man could feel the remnants of the sword's intention. The sword might not be as arrogant as the stormy waves, but it was quite pure, so pure that it was harder than a stone - so that sword When the stone is broken, it becomes so relaxed and freehand.

It is still far from a real knife.

"Forget it, it's still a good thing."

The sturdy man made a judgment, but immediately shook his head.

"Two, three, four, five...fifteen knives, no, sixteen knives in total."

The more he counted, the more this burly man clenched his fists.

Immediately afterwards, there was a wry smile. This is the first time his judgment has been wrong. After all, if it were him, he would probably cut out the stone bridge with just one knife. This is a proof of his strength and a manifestation of his strength - even if it is The same goes for the level of sword intent left on the stone bridge. The person who cut out the stone bridge will definitely be able to cut out the stone bridge with one knife.

However, it was completely different from what he thought. Although the person who cut out the stone bridge had the ability to solve everything with one knife, he still made sixteen cuts in a row to fix the shape of the stone bridge.

There were no show off skills or any amazing sword moves, just slowly but firmly cutting out the stone arch bridge.

That knife was completely different from him.

"……interesting."

The sturdy man stretched out his hand towards the stone arch bridge.

But immediately, the outstretched hand retracted.

Relying on this kind of confrontation based on thoughts is still a bit too uncomfortable. It was obvious that it would not take long for the stone arch bridge to be cut out. He was afraid that he would be able to find the person who cut out the stone arch bridge in this world.

"Such a person is worthy of my sword."

The sturdy man nodded slowly.

Originally, he thought that this world had become boring, but now it seems that there is still some fun for him to enjoy.

Of course, there was another reason why he didn't touch the bridge.

He is now on the bridge. If the bridge is destroyed, he will fall into the river.

"It's a good thing."

After knowing that there was actually a suitable opponent who could allow him to prove his strength, the burly man was quite happy and his mood became much more relaxed - when a person is happy, he must have some good food and drink, and Since he was in retreat on the island, he hadn't had any decent meals for a while.

At this time, the sturdy man who originally wanted to leave suddenly smelled the delicious food.

"...Good craftsmanship!"

Although he has not yet seen the dish with his own eyes, just by the aroma wafting from afar, the sturdy man can confirm that the cook's skills are definitely good. Especially now that he is already a little hungry, the aroma is even more enticing. Soul.

As a strong man, this sturdy man had keen senses. He just looked in the direction of the wind and discovered the fragrant inn.

"Okay, let's just have a meal here."

The sturdy man made such a decision.

The waiter who came out of the inn was a young man. Although he was young, his body seemed to be quite strong. He even wore an iron whip around his waist, as if to prove his bravery - of course, for this burly man, In general, the iron whip can only be regarded as a toy at best, but the young man's smart look reminded him a little of himself back then.

"Objective, do you sit inside or outside?"

The young man with the iron whip in his waist looked quite smart.

"It's quieter inside and the scenery outside is nice. Are you an outsider? Anyone who comes here to eat will sit outside and look at the Backflow River and the Bell and Drum Tower..."

"Sit outside."

The sturdy man nodded and ordered the young man to serve some food and drinks.

Seeing the young man leaving, the sturdy man suddenly felt a little sad.

"The conditions of young people nowadays are really good. They can even play with real iron whips. I remember when I was a child, I would go out and make my way with a wooden knife in my waist..."

While drinking, the tall man recalled the past. It was interesting to drink some residual wine under the setting sun.

However, the good time is always short-lived. After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, the dishes on the table were eaten by this sturdy man. After drinking up the last sip of wine in the cup, this sturdy man Then he was ready to leave.

But just when the burly man was about to leave, the young man carrying an iron whip blocked him directly.

"You didn't pay."

The young man's face was rather ugly, and his right hand had already faintly touched the iron whip at his waist.

Obviously, if this burly man showed any hostility, this iron whip would probably be drawn out on the spot.

This directly amused the sturdy man.

What a joke, he had never given money to eat before, not to mention what kind of money people use these days, he didn't even know when he first arrived - of course, what's more important is that with his skills, he can leave at a moment's notice. Who can stop him?

But it was quite interesting that this young man dared to stop him.

Because of this courage, he also decided to leave something to this young man.

"That's fine."

Saying this, the tall man raised his hand and waved.

A scratch suddenly appeared on the iron whip on the young man's waist.

"Give it to you."

The sturdy man smiled.

"Go back and put this iron whip away. Those so-called masters will come to you and beg to see it. With this iron whip in your hand, at least you will be prosperous and wealthy for the rest of your life."

Immediately afterwards, the sturdy man waved his hand, indicating that the young man could leave.

It is indeed time to go. After all, it is a bit too extravagant to use this precious sword power to pay for a meal and a meal. If any so-called master really sees it, this kid may not have great fortune.

However, it is obvious that this boy failed to understand the preciousness of this sword intention.

He even looked at him with a look of horror.

"You, you, you, you actually cut me!"

After looking at the marks left on the iron whip, the frightened unknown boy quickly raised his head and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Brother Du! Someone is freeloading!"

(End of this chapter)