I'm cultivating immortals in fantasy games

Chapter 99

Training camp, room.

The dormitory with single rooms has a passable environment.

The door was locked, and the curtains were tightly drawn.

Ye Siyan stood here, holding Chiyuan in his hand.

Eyes closed, in my mind, I kept recalling that picture.

Although he has already learned to "break the back", he always feels that something is missing.

Ye Siyan had indeed been able to use this trick before, but he himself didn't know the principle.

But in the tenth game, what the neon player yelled made him realize a little bit.

That person is very proficient in swordsmanship, and his attack style has an obvious neon style, which doesn't look like a skill in a game.

"This kind of person should be born out of ordinary players, and belong to the kind of person who really integrates into the game?"

Ye Siyan had never practiced kung fu or kendo before, so naturally he couldn't talk about integrating his own experience into the game.

But that person has this ability, he has practiced swords in real life, and he is familiar with Ye Siyan's appearance.

Potential!
"I call it meaning, he calls it power!" Ye Siyan secretly analyzed.

He gently raised Chi Yuan, and slowly stabbed towards the empty front!

There is neither dazzling light nor strong wind pressure.

The outside world hasn't changed much, and it really looks like an ordinary attack.

But in fact, something wonderful has been born!
Thrust out, retract.

Experience with your heart and savor carefully.

It's like brewing a pot of tea, taking a sip, the mellowness persists from the tip of the tongue, warming the body.

"Words can't be described, words can't be expressed. Sword intent!"

The feeling of being abused in that picture is also the same.

It was obviously a very common, even inferior sword, but it made him feel that there was nowhere to hide!
What is powerful is not the sword.

It was clearly the person behind the sword!
In Ye Siyan's view, sword intent and sword force are just two sides of one body, two things.

When a sword practitioner uses an attack with sword intent, it will naturally bring an indescribable sword force to the enemy.

This sword must hit!

This sword is unmatched!

All of these are due to the influence of the sword.

For example, the neon player bit the tip of his tongue in the end and forced himself to get rid of the influence of the sword, it is also possible.

But it was only because Ye Siyan didn't practice well enough that he was so easily dodged.

"Since you haven't practiced well, practice until you are good!"

Ye Siyan is not someone who tastes things lightly, nor is he someone who gives up lightly!

"I don't know how many sword intents there are in this world?"

The ancients observed the shape of animals and could understand the shape and meaning.

Watching the flow of water, you can get the meaning of a gentleman.

Similarly, sword practitioners observe the forms of other things and perceive them, and they will inevitably be able to distinguish different sword intents.

Now Ye Siyan only realized a trace of sword intent in Duanhong's move.

The nameless, but sure-to-hit sword intent!
"Maybe I can also learn from the ancients and understand nature more?" Ye Siyan couldn't help thinking.

Neon, a certain kendo gym.

"It's because I'm not skilled enough that I failed my master's expectations! I'm willing to be punished!"

A man knelt in the kendo gym, his head was so low that it touched the ground, his voice was very guilty.

"It's not your fault, it's because he is too strong."

In front of the man was a thin, short and lean neon old man.

"Are you sure you saw Shi?" the old man asked again.

"Yes, it's not much different from the master!" The man replied shamelessly without looking up.

He didn't dare to lie, he could only tell the truth.

"Oh, the years."

The old man can only sigh.

He practiced swordsmanship at the age of ten, and at the age of 20 he had a small achievement. At the age of 30, he defeated his master and successfully became a teacher.

After that, he began to challenge the kendo gyms in various places in Neon, and visited many kendo masters.

In his later years, he finally realized such a trace of sword intent.

This already made him ecstatic!
But what the apprentice said deeply pierced this old heart.

"I'm old."

"You have learned my true story, so go away."

"After you go out, don't think about revenge, look at the world more."

The old man's words were very plain.

The man can only bury his head as low as possible until it touches the ground.

"Yes."

The fists are tightly clenched, but in the end there is no choice but to let go
The third game day.

There are only two games played on this day, the quarter-finals and the semi-finals.

The final will be ushered in on the fourth day, the end of this global competition.

There will be two games today, if all goes well
First game in the morning.

"The winner, Yan Siye!"

Ye Siyan frowned, very dissatisfied.

Quarterfinals!

Next is the semi-finals, the semi-finals!

How could it fall so quickly?
He really wanted to pull the opponent up and continue fighting for a while!

But the opponent has really turned into a white light.

No matter how dissatisfied he is, it is impossible to ask the system for another fight.

I can only give up and wait for the afternoon.

Semi-finals.

Ye Siyan still stood speechless.

He is not nervous.

Because he was still thinking about the sword intent, recalling and comprehending the original scene.

That picture has never appeared since he learned it.

But he would rather be disturbed for a while, and also want to feel the complete body break up close.

"three."

"two."

"one."

"Game start!"

It was as if the referee had blown the whistle, and the athletes' bodies responded immediately and automatically.

A group of extremely dazzling light was born from the field, which is the skill released by another player!
"Like a flashbang?"

Not bad skill, it really made Ye Siyan roll his eyes.

"hiss"

There was a sound like a gas leak.

"After the flash, there was smoke again, completely blocking my vision?"

The turbid smoke quickly spread, covering the entire arena.

"That's kind of presentable."

However, with the help of the system, the audience in the viewing area can still see the situation in the field translucently, otherwise they would have to be caught blind.

Ye Siyan raised his hand conditionally, while Chi Yuan waved it passively.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, bringing up a trace of smoke and disorder, but it didn't cut anything.

The enemy is not in place, which is predictable.

But Ye Siyan frowned.

Not because the enemy was not attacked, but
"This feeling."

The moment he swung the sword out just now, there seemed to be something.

I have practiced sword countless times, so the movements should be very skilled and familiar.

But this time, something seems to have changed.

"It should be like this."

Subconsciously, Ye Siyan changed his sword path and swung along an inexplicable trajectory!
Of course, the enemy was still not attacked.

"despair!"

"despair!"

The eyes haven't caught each other yet, but I can hear it!

It's just that this time the enemy was obviously smarter, footsteps came from all directions, and it was unknown what kind of skills he used.

Ye Siyan couldn't see the figure of the other party, and his ears were disturbed, so he couldn't tell the difference.

But the flashing feeling became more and more clear, as if something was about to burst out in my mind!

Not auditory, not naturally not visual.

But so clear, so obvious.
It was so obvious that Ye Siyan couldn't help closing his eyes slowly, wanting to touch that feeling more realistically!
Off the court, the audience began to chew their tongues.

"What are you doing?"

"Is this closing your eyes and letting others slaughter you?"

"Nonsense, maybe he has better hearing?"

"Really, trust me again, Linhai Villa is waiting for you!"

"Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway. Fifty cents can buy you a dream!"

(End of this chapter)