Yuanshin: The Nine Systems of the Human Body, Unlimited Possibilities

Jiang Yi's little pride from time travel to the present was shattered by this sword.

This is the person who can leave a strong impression in the story of Tivat.

Mind flashing, adjust mentality.

Raise the sword upwards to deflect the extremely heavy and powerful wooden sword.

Swing the blade faster, swinging the sword like a light feather.

Jiang Yi already had some experience with the lightness and briskness of Xifeng swordsmanship.

Yula frowned slightly, she remembered that this was the second day Jiang Yi had learned the West Wind Swordsmanship!

"Strong talent!"

The big sword in Yula's hand moved at a very small angle, and easily blocked Jiang Yi's second horizontal cut.

Moreover, he sent the sword forward, trying to hit Jiang Yi's body, leaving a large red mark directly.

Jiang Yi swung the long sword, and Jiang Yi backed away.

This is his first duel with two-handed swords!

Before, only the one-handed sword instructor had sparred with him for half a day.

Step back, step back, then move forward.

Attack is defense!

Only continuous attack can defend against Yula's great sword.

Jiang Yi's blood became hot, controlling the rhythm of his breathing, bit by bit eliminating the stagnation of breathing when he was hit by the opponent.

The surrounding wind is the turbulent flow of swords.

Feel it with your heart, and move it with your sword.

Relying on the lightness of the one-handed sword, he took advantage of the gap between the swings of the big sword, and slashed, slashed.

The wind penetrates everywhere!

Conflicting winds, only the west wind over the east wind, or the east wind over the west wind wins.

Yula stopped talking and commenting, and walked gracefully, like walking in a garden.

But Jiang Yi's aggressive attacking posture finally gave her a little pressure.

Block, counterattack.

Leaving red marks on Jiang Yi's body.

This is a guide, so Jiang Yi can make mistakes and be unscrupulous.

Mistakes in steps and confusion in rhythm will be changed to make up for each time they are hit.

Fighting heartily, ignoring the pain of being hit by the wooden sword.

Jiang Yi's sword is faster, and his steps are more fluid and changeable.

Yura's two-handed sword was able to catch up with the speed of the one-handed sword every time, blocking all the slashes.

Even, kill along the flaw.

There are more and more red marks on Jiang Yi's body, and Yula continues to be spotless.

But Yura found that after cutting to the same position once, twice, or three times, she could no longer stay in the same position, leaving the color of the blade.

Jiang Yi began to see through her sword moves.

Yula, who looked appreciative and didn't move much, disappeared in front of Jiang Yi instantly after swinging Jiang Yi's sword away with one blow.

"So fast!" Jiang Yi's eyes froze.

The opponent's body was like a phantom, retreating under the cover of the wooden box and the saplings.

A moment of panting appeared on his body, but the murderous intent around him became more and more intense.

The stars in the sky are blocked by clouds.

The bright yellow flame on the torch flickers in the night.

The shadows of the objects are intertwined and twisted, the wind blows the candles, the wind blows the leaves, and everything is dark and bright.

Obviously not in an inspiring battle, but Jiang Yi's mental consumption was even greater than during the battle.

Pay attention to the surroundings, pay attention to the gaps in the wooden box.

It seemed that Yula suddenly swung the sword light in every place.

The clothes were covered with criss-crossing red marks, the sword wounded the flesh but not the bones, but the bruising and swelling became more prominent.

Jiang Yi started to jump onto the wooden box and headed for a high place.

But Yura leaped from the ground to the highest point and slashed down with her sword.

Juli took Jiang Yi back.

As the night grew darker, the torches went out.

The attack like a storm turned the collision of wooden swords into a fierce symphony.

In the dark, his vision was lost, his ears became more and more sensitive, and Jiang Yi began to hear footsteps and the sound of sword blades in the wind.

Noisy notes seem to be diverted.

As time passed, Jiang Yi's breathing was dazzled, and for the first time he felt the soreness in his arms.

But from the cracks in his body, there was a burst of strength that made him persevere.

The clouds parted from under the stars and the moon.

The pale silver moonlight flows like water.

Yula's cold eyes are always watching Jiang Yi's figure.

The round sword flashed with a sharp arc.

The slender legs are not fighting, but dancing.

Beautiful, atmospheric, elegant, noble!

Distant, perfect, unattainable!

Yura's sword is a two-handed sword in West Wind Swordsmanship, and the swing of most moves is different from that of a one-handed sword.

The ultimate move of the two-handed sword is four sections, two sections of oblique slash in different directions, one section of sweeping and one section of downward chop, which is powerful and heavy.

But Yula's west wind swordsmanship, with a strong personal style, has evolved from two-handed swordsmanship again, faster, faster, and has a five-stage ultimate move.

The unique dance step of the Lawrence family, "Flickering Candlelight", is a sacrificial dance of the old aristocrats, and the most important solo dance in the third act.

The indescribable beauty of rhythm and rhythm, as well as the artistic quality of dance, are flowing in Yura's sword skills at this moment.

The blade of the big sword is lifted high, and the dancing steps under the moon are spinning, bringing up the long sword flying high.

Jiang Yi was stunned!

The blade has been drawn to the throat.

"Two hours are up! The instruction is over!"

Chapter 54 Treatment of the wounded, duel trainers

Sometimes, the communication between sword and sword is clearer than words.

Naturally, there is no need for complicated language for embellishment.

"Thank you! I have gained a lot!" Jiang Yi clasped his fists together, his face was ashamed, but his eyes were bright, and he was not discouraged.

Although it appeared to be a severe beating, it was actually a severe beating.

However, it is a universal truth to practice martial arts to be beaten first before you can become stronger.

"The guerrilla team's secret medicine!" Yula inserted the big sword into a wooden box and threw a bottle of wound medicine to Jiang Yi.

"External application will take effect quickly, change clothes, and then go to see Amber."

Jiang Yi imitated the example and thrust the long sword aside.

Looking at his distressed upper body, there are very few places that have not been cut, except for the heart and head, it is basically red!

There are also many scars on the thigh.

"Can't apply it to the back?" Jiang Yi wiped the wound on the front and looked at Yula.

"Take off your clothes!" Yura's expression was still as cold as ever.

"That's so embarrassing!" Jiang Yi took off the outer robe and pulled it up, Yula picked up the wound medicine and wiped Jiang Yi's back quickly.

The feeling of refreshing and cooling quickly subsides swelling.

It feels like adding ice fog flowers.

Although Jiang Yi went to take a bath and jumped into the lake to heal his injuries with the "protection of the spring spirit", but who is so stupid?

To lick the wound by myself.

"Hey! Come back tomorrow!" Jiang Yi changed his clothes, bid farewell to Yula, and went out to take a carriage.

Review the two-hour battle, conduct a review, and summarize the experience.

Amber, who was at home, breathed a sigh of relief seeing Jiang Yi who came over intact.

It seems that Yura's guidance is very gentle!

Sure enough, it is much more reliable than Kaia.

If Jiang Yi really had to remember the promise he made when he signed up and ask Kaiya for advice, he might be injured all over when he came back.

tired!Open the window, drink two sips of the northwest wind, and practice the west wind knight breathing method.

After half an hour, I fell asleep directly.

Jiang Yi felt that Yula was still holding a sword in his dream, and he was outputting.

But he fought back fiercely, cutting Yura red with his long sword.