Honkai Shura Field, Dear, Who is She?

There was a bitterness in Yayi's heart, she always felt that she could have won, but she was almost...

If you fall here, you'll be left with nothing...

Where is your own value...

"Sure enough, even Thunder and Lightning Yayi can't beat Master Ma."

"After all, he is a grandmaster. The first half is just a test of water and a scabbard against Yayi. If you change to a wooden sword, you will definitely be able to defeat Yayi soon!"

"Beichen Yidao Liu is just like that! It's nothing special."

Yun Mo frowned, he didn't like the sounds around him, he didn't like it very much!

When he was about to go out, he was pulled by Zhende Hao Jian.

I saw Zhende Hao Jian said with a serious face: "I advise you not to be in the limelight, Ma Zongshi was measured and did not hurt her. How can you compare with the master who has never practiced swords in the past, listen to me, wait a moment. Comfort the girl, and you can catch up with your favor."

Yun Mo pushed away Zhende Hao Jian, his eyes became sharp and chilling.

"You're wrong, I'm just going to help a friend prove that not everyone can look down on her moves."

"Also, no one can bully her except me."

[The complete "Beichen Yidao Flow" has been deduced for the host, and the final formula... has also been deduced. 】

Yun Mo walked onto the arena, picked up Ya Yi's wooden knife, and said indifferently, "Last time, I didn't draw my sword. Because I promised a friend that I would never draw my sword except to protect me."

Master Ma originally thought it was a boy who wanted to vent his anger on his girl, but when he saw Yun Mo, he was stupid, and his brain was buzzing!

It was definitely him. Although the black hair had turned into red hair, it was impossible for him to forget that face!

"She said that the sheath is blunt, and the sword is used to protect the sword. I said that the gentleman hides his tools in his body and moves from time to time, and I coincide with her..."

"Today, I won't keep my hands, you should be serious."

Yun Mo pointed the wooden knife at Master Ma, with a pine-like figure and an indifferent face like water. Only the deep coldness in his eyes can confirm the true emotions in his heart at the moment.

The words of Yun Mo were clear and faint, but there was a biting cold flame in his eyes.

This young man, he held the simple wooden knife, like a painting to the extreme.

ps: I generally don't add original characters, it must be meaningful if I do.

The definition of water is to fill the word count with some completely meaningless content, my old readers know that I don't like water, and my foreshadowing will be recycled in time.

The last chapter was really waterless, it was just a transition of the plot, and a reader said it well in the comments.

Emotional narratives can only go with the flow.

By the way, this is the third update today~~

(I won't say it next time, it will affect the reader's perception.)

Chapter 15 "No matter how many people you read, there should be no one like me"

Master Ma panicked and quickly raised his hand to make a stop gesture.

"Can you not fight?"

"Obviously, I can't." Yun Mo directly refused, walking to Ya Yi and protecting her behind him.

Seeing this, Zhende Hao Jian hurriedly climbed onto the ring and stood in front of Yun Mo and Ma Zongshi, and said in a rounded manner, "Young man is full of energy, and Grandmaster is not ordinary..."

Then he turned his head and whispered to Yun Mo: "Take her down quickly. I'll go down quickly after I give you the steps. How could you, an untrained layman, beat Master Ma."

"..."

Yun Mo lowered his head and looked at the simple wooden knife in his hand.

Many skills are given to him by the system, but swordsmanship... he has practiced it, and although it is clumsy, he has truly created a world by himself.

After obtaining a top-level sword, his poor swordsmanship was naturally covered.

But Yunmo has suffered from practicing swords.

Ya Yi looked at Yun Mo worriedly, with unease and a vague hope in her eyes.

Which daughter's family doesn't want their sweetheart to be admired by others and show their talents among thousands of people?

"Mr. Zhende, get out of the way first, little friend Yun... Better than me."

Ma Zongshi made a sound, Zhende Hao Jian looked at Yun Mo in disbelief.

Young master?

"Hey, I heard right, Master Ma just now... admits that Yun Mo is stronger than him? Fake it, although Yun Mo is very powerful, swordsmanship is a thing that accumulates over time, how can it be so Young master?"

"Let's take a look first, it should be that Master Ma doesn't need to be infuriated, Yun Mo can beat it."

When Master Ma heard the gossip of his classmates, he laughed arrogantly and said frankly: "Little friend Yun, I will increase myself with infuriating energy, so you have to be careful. In the last test, I took ten moves under your hands. I lost. After I went back, I practiced my swordsmanship hard, considered my moves, improved my thinking, and also pondered your swordsmanship and your footwork, and deciphered some of the mysteries. This time, I will be able to equalize with you!"

"Don't keep your hands, just come, little friend Yun!"

After that, a faint gust of wind lingered around Ma Zongshi's body, completely beyond the scope of science.

Ma Zongshi's clothes were also blown by the weak wind, and he looked like an immortal.

"..." Yun Mo didn't answer, and didn't look at each other.

He closed his eyes, treated all the life around him as dead bones, and tried his best to suppress all his emotions and feelings.

Leave the whole person empty, as if everything does not exist.

In the midst of nothingness and emptiness, Yun Mo saw the name of Beichen Yidao Liu's last form—Yun Chen Si Mo from a distance.

Yun Mo, who has been gaining momentum for a long time, is not like Ma Zongshi who is lingering in the wind. If Yun Mo is still standing, I am afraid he will be treated as a dead person.

There are very few people who understand swordsmanship, and those who can understand it, Yayi, Ma Zongshi, Zhende Haojian, and several outstanding members of the Kendo Club can see it.

This is Beichen Yidaoliu's method of gaining momentum, which is almost the same as Yayi's just now, but a little different.

When Yun Mo watched Yayi and Ma Zongshi compete, he always had a question, why Beichen Yidao Liu was called Yi Dao Liu, but Yi Dao was more powerful than Yi Dao. This name is more suitable for the martial arts that start with blood and blood.

Why did Beichen Yayi choose such an unrealistic name for the martial arts he created?

Yun Mo knew that when Beichen got along with him, he didn't go beyond anything, just as a companion.

She never expressed her feelings, and neither of them said anything until Yun Mo left.

In the illusory fantasy, a purple-haired girl in a battle robe and bathed in blood muttered to the blood-stained knife in her hand:

"You miss him too, don't you?"

The knife can't speak, it is the girl's nostalgic heart that speaks.

"Beichen Yayi, in the name of the general, if you confess your guilt and surrender, we will spare your life!"

The girl stood up, her body trembling and crumbling.

She clutched her chest, her blood-stained lips poignant and sad.

"I've passed on Beichen Yidao Liu. If you go back to Dongying, maybe you can meet it. Next time you save someone, you can't just take off other people's clothes, but it doesn't matter, because ah..."

The girl raised her head, and a layer of water mist formed in her light purple pupils.

"The person you save again won't be me."

"Will you come to me? Will you be sad if you can't find me?"

The girl showed a smile, and she remembered the silly boy.

"If we meet again next time, don't call me Beichen, call me Yayi, idiot..."

The warriors lost patience and drew their blades one after another, and the commander shouted, "Come on!"

Hundreds of people held sharp blades and killed a girl with many scars.

After that, there was only a pool of blood, a light purple flower blooming in the pool of blood.

That flower did not wither, it bloomed in Yun Mo's broken heart, in the depressed and heavy heart.

Suddenly, Yun Mo opened his eyes, and there was a flash of purple glow in the depths of his eyes. Although it was shining, it showed helplessness everywhere.

Like liberating the body, the limit of the human body called shackles was opened, and Yun Mo rushed out of the knife like lightning.

So fast!Master Ma sighed inwardly. He originally thought that Yunmo would fight with him slowly, but he didn't expect Yunmo to expand directly!

Even if he is blessed with true qi, he cannot keep up with this speed.

Beyond the frequency captured by human eyeballs, Yunmo has already come to Master Ma in an instant.

With a knife that could not be caught, "Kangdang..."

The wooden sword fell to the ground, and the wooden sword had already slashed across Master Ma's face, leaving a shallow bloodstain.

Yun Mo lowered his head, his eyes were covered by bangs, so he couldn't see his eyes clearly.

It stands to reason that the competition has ended, and it is time to say some polite words such as "acceptance" to each other.

But Yunmo didn't, he was terribly quiet.

"Yun, Xiaoyou Yun... It's really amazing. I was able to do ten moves in your hands at the beginning. You must have released a lot of water. It seems that my practice is still lacking, and I will ask for advice in the future."

Master Ma bent down and saluted. An elder, the master of the kendo world, saluted a high school student, still convinced.

It's a ridiculous thing to say, but it's true.

Ya Yi felt very happy, but also a little embarrassed.

Yun Mo turned out to be so powerful, and he just said that he was going to teach him...

But then again, why does Yun Mo have a slap in the face of Beichen, and he looks more exquisite than his father?

His father's swordsmanship only stopped at the realm of the master, and the master could not even pass a single move in front of Yun Mo.

There is no doubt that if Yun Mo had intended at the time, he could easily kill Grandmaster Ma as long as he tilted the knife a little, even if it was a wooden knife.

The posture of accumulating power is indeed Beichen Yi Dao Liu, but... The last blade Mei Yi has never seen before, not even Thunder and Lightning Ryoma.

"Yunmo?" Yayi noticed that Yunmo was a little silent, and went up to check the situation.

The wooden knife has no edge, but with extremely fierce strength, it is deeply embedded in the special wooden layer of the gymnasium, and the fingers are clenched tightly.

Mei Yi could feel that Yun Mo's fingers were trembling, and her breathing was rapid and heavy.