My Boss, the White-haired Nun

A flame that burns everything began to burn in his eyes, something that burns from the inside out, the fire is everything from soul to body.

"Of course I know why my student wants to broadcast this global live broadcast. He just wants people all over the world to witness my failure, watch me lose hope, watch me get knocked down, and roll in failure! Doubt me Your own justice!"

"Since I didn't educate him well, then I'll prove it to him! Since he wants a miracle, then I'll show him the miracle!"

The man roared and charged, toward Dracula in front of him.

"The so-called justice! The so-called hope! It is not something that will be damaged because of setbacks! It is not something that can be done because it can be done! It is something that is rooted in the soul and needs to bloom and burn!! That It is something that illuminates the way forward for mankind!!! It is something that burns everything, regardless of whether it is strong or weak!!!!"

He drew his two swords and began to swing them in front of him.

Slow and fast, slow and fast.As if it has been repeated countless times in a long time.Subconsciously, the feet began to follow, and began to enter the sword post that he had practiced countless times.

Many people have a misunderstanding.The fastest sword in the world is never an attack made after the judgment of the brain, but a subconscious response of the body.No matter how fast a person's consciousness is, it needs a reaction time. This time can be shortened through exercise, but it can never be erased.This means that the sword swung by the brain cannot keep up with the sword swung by the body.

But unlike the sensitive brain, the body is very clumsy, the body can't remember too many things, the memory of the body can be easily overwritten by new memories, and easily disturbed by different memories.

So there is only one coherent movement, only one move, and the whole body begins to change in the direction of adapting to this sword after countless times of polishing. The muscles are shaped for this, every organ, every muscle and even every cell They all clearly remembered the feeling of this sword, and they all deeply engraved the feeling of this sword.

One thousand and twenty-four times a day.

Three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

Excluding certain force majeure factors, there are [-] years and [-] days remaining in the [-]-plus years.

In total, [-] times.

He is not greedy for more, does not pursue changes, he is the ultimate polish, there is no second sword, no second moves.

What he pursued was just [one sword].

Two thousand years ago, in order to pursue a sword, the saint of the human race went from saint to demon and then from demon to saint, and finally became enlightened before he was old and near death.

Li Er's swordsmanship, [Blood Waterfall], [Sword Field], [Step Through], [Close], and [Soul of Sword].

All they pursue is the word [kill].

The sword is a fierce weapon, and sword skills are a means of killing people.

It's just that in the end, after really stepping into that realm, the real sword that cuts everything does not pursue anything.

A sword is just a sword, nothing more.

This is why Gong Ming and Yae Sakura will always stop at the half-step realm, and will never be able to really step into that realm.

Gong Ming claimed to inherit the only orthodox, the only inheritance with the hope of the ultimate kendo, but he never thought that the kendo left by Li Er was actually all wrong from the beginning.

She left the real inheritance to him, and the sword intent in that stigmata has always been clean and flawless, but he has never comprehended the Tao.

Her real swordsmanship is called [Wuji].

When she was old, some younger generations asked her about it, and she also had this biography.

However, when Gong Ming finally understood what the true pinnacle of swordsmanship was, he had already embarked on a different path from Li Er's.

So when he held Yae Sakura's hand earlier to feel the sword intent of the stigmata, he used the word confirmation, not proof.

These two words are slightly different.

His sword is too heavy, all hopes, burdens, responsibilities, and efforts are all carried on the sword.He is like an ascetic, with a sword on his back, and the whole world on his sword.

Now that he has put the whole world on the sword, where can he look at the sword itself?

Then let it be heavy, let it be clumsy, let it carry the whole world.

He didn't seek any changes, he didn't seek a flowing swordsmanship.What he pursued was only one sword from the beginning, and this sword was extremely stupid, extremely heavy, and extremely fast.A sword is a world.

His kendo is called [Infinite].

During the charge, his body began to disintegrate, his skin began to crack, and his muscles began to crack. Blood sprayed from his body surface like a rainbow, and was thrown behind him.

The ultimate of kendo leads to the same goal by different routes.

Whether it's Gong Ming's kendo or Li Er's kendo, in the end, this sword has only one characteristic when it comes to fruition——

Everything is cut.

This is the sword of killing gods!

"It's all right now! I have to ask why!"

"Because I'm here aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Looking at the sword light that charged.A different look began to bloom in Dracula's eyes, mixed with anticipation and admiration.

It was the first time since this battle that she was so excited, and it was the first time that she recognized her opponent so much. The sea-like Honkai energy began to pour into her body, and countless laws began to condense in front of her.

This is her strongest and highest power. Countless colors bloom in this area, unparalleled power begins to emerge from her fingertips, and brilliance that humans cannot imagine begins to bloom in this space, as if there is something A complete world begins to emerge from nothing!As if the heaven and the earth started from chaos, God established all laws in the chaos!Create everything!

【Creation】!

The whole world seemed to have quieted down, time seemed to be forbidden, and everything seemed to be suspended.

For a long time, Guanghua converged.

Dracula's movement paused at the movement pointed out by a finger, and the man's body was still five centimeters in front of her finger.There was still a solid crystal in front of her finger, but at this moment there was a clear crack on it.

A sword was being inserted into her lower abdomen, piercing through her thin body, and a crimson color was spreading from the wound, dyeing her pure white dress red.This was her first real injury in this battle.It was also the only real injury.However, it was just this injury that completely cut off the root of something in her body.