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

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"First one, come up!"

Jiang Yi mopped the ground with his Wufeng sword, casually slashing across the unswept sawdust on the ground.

"I come!"

A two-handed sword trainer, a big man walked out. He and Jiang Yi had no grievances, and it didn't matter whether he cleaned the venue or not.It's just that I chose a labor-saving one before.

This time, I am sincerely asking for advice.

The sword moves are different, but the two-handed and one-handed sword intent and sword soul are the same.

All to protect Mond.

"You shoot first!" Jiang Yi remembered this one, who was quite good in his performance just now, and he was considered one of the best.

The opponent didn't talk nonsense, he swung his training sword and charged forward.

One blow was simple and unpretentious, a horizontal slash with the sound of wind howling.

The arm muscles are agitated, and the legs are firmly in a horse stance.

A row of five large wooden stakes can be divided into two with this trick.

Jiang Yi raised his sword.

Added some force to the blade.

The slender non-edged sword easily blocked the wide and heavy training sword.

And, between shakes, pop it off.

He slammed it across the opponent's face, scratching the hair next to his ear.

Close hand!

"Continue!" With fluttering clothes and an outstanding figure, he directly gave all the trainers of two-handed swords a blow.

The big man's face darkened slightly, and he slashed again.

Jiang Yi turned his body slightly, blocked with the blade of his sword, and did not move his footsteps.

He even closed his eyes and felt the swordsmanship style of the two-handed sword.

Yula is too strong, and after merging dance steps, his personal logo is too thick, which makes him unable to see the characteristics of two-handed swords.

Now, ordinary people only feel the appearance of the original version when they use it.

The same is the West Wind swordsmanship.

If it is said: a one-handed sword is the ubiquitous breeze on the grassland, and a two-handed sword is the gust of wind constantly surging in the canyon.

The big man used his steps to continuously slash around Jiang Yi.

No hold back!

Jiang Yi's contempt makes people irritated, but his strength makes people admire.

In the original sparring, everyone used this sharpened sword to fear blood and broken arms, so they would restrain their hands and feet, and only attack the opponent's sword and unimportant body parts to determine the winner.

Now, the trainer of the two-handed sword has no scruples at all, and some moves are completely aimed at fatal injuries.

The watching instructor frowned, took out his notebook, and wrote down a few men who went too far.

The trainer who attacked Jiang Yi changed one after another.

Every time after fifty strokes, the blade will be thrown away.

As for Jiang Yi, he also felt that when he and Yula practiced against each other, he had achieved a small achievement in "listening to the wind and distinguishing positions".

When the gusts of wind are surging, they will be heard by the ears and sensed by the fluff on the skin.

His body will react first, and fight back with the wind.

After fifty games,

Jiang Yi began to practice the ability to focus on two tasks, and to watch chess on the field.

Be on the field, read outside the field.

In front of him are not only two-handed sword trainers attacking madly, but also instructors not far away to rescue at any time; one-handed sword trainers applauding happily; onlookers whispering two-handed swords.

Look at Noelle, who sometimes wanders away, suddenly becomes critical and worried.

It's a very strange feeling.

It seems that all the surrounding information is stored in my mind because of my photographic memory, and then I construct a scene exactly like the one around me in my mind.

The people and objects in the scene are in motion, and I am in the center of the scene, resisting the storm.

I move carefully within the scope of the scene, but the map in my mind is difficult to enlarge, like the border of a chessboard.

The mental drain was unprecedented.

After a hundred battles, my head is bulging like a paste.

The mind is overrun!

In the evening, eat something to replenish your brain!

Chapter 64 Jiang Yi, who eats alone, enters the noble

"The sparring is over, everyone returns to their original places and thinks about what they have learned!"

The instructor blows the whistle.

The trainers began to gesticulate sword moves to consolidate gains and losses.

Those who have won just now, think about how to win more beautifully, and defeat the opponent with less swords and less force.

For those who failed just now, think about how to resist, how to counterattack, how to win, how to use your own advantages, and guide the opponent's shortcomings...

Jiang Yi sat cross-legged on the wooden box, his eyes still diverging, recording everything he saw.

The body's nutrition and Qi and blood are supplied to the fully loaded brain.

Noelle handed him a glass of water.

"Thank you!" Jiang Yi drank it in one gulp, adding a little breath of life.

"What happened to you just now? Behind, it doesn't look like your strength at all, and you were almost hit by the training sword?" Noelle was a little angry, "When they were sparring, they didn't hold back at all."

"This way, can we break through, right?" Jiang Yi said indifferently.

"Hmph! You told me to cherish my life in the morning, and you don't care about my safety in the afternoon!" Noelle was very dissatisfied.

"I'm sure!" Jiang Yi rubbed his temples to soothe his head.

"I'm sure too!" Noelle objected.

"No! You're not sure!" Jiang Yi retorted when he opened his mouth.

"You're not sure!" Noelle showed her temperament for a girl of her age for the first time.

Jiang Yi listened to the argument between the two, and suddenly smiled.

"Actually, this should be normal. It's not a maid, not a knight, but a cute girl who can quarrel with others."

"Isn't it good to break through the practice of etiquette and words once in a while and be yourself?"

"Remember that in my world, a child like you is still in school!"

"Although there is no extraordinary power in my world, the peace of the motherland allows most children to enjoy education and enjoy a little bit of entertainment."

"Children of Tevat, life is too heavy."

Jiang Yi suddenly talked about his own world, and Noelle became quiet for a while.

What is the different world like?

What kind of mood does a person appear in a different world?

As the perfect maid, it's her habit to think a lot about everything.

"I feel that life is very happy now, Captain Youqin and everyone, even if there is a crisis like Fengmolong, they will get through it."

"My life is not heavy!"

"Helping others makes me happy."

Noelle walked behind Jiang Yi, "As a reward for my guidance, let me rub it for you!"

"Are you tired and have a headache, or are you sick?"

Jiang Yi squinted his eyes comfortably: "It is the world and the people in the world that fill the brain! It has your weight in it."

"However, my physique is amazing, drink plenty of water, and I can recover!"

"Bah!" The two-handed sword suddenly saw this scene.

"This kid wants to eat alone!"

"Aren't you telling Noelle yourself!"

"Sooner or later, report to the Knights of the West Wind to seduce the girl!"

The person next to him said weakly, "But..."

"The instructor is a member of the West Wind Knights."

"Besides, that foreigner lives with the Scout Knight, and it is rumored that he goes to Spray Knight's house every night, and he is appreciated by Captain Qin."

"In the morning, I was praised by the Knights of the West Wind for my meritorious service."

"He himself will pass the formal selection of knights before us and become a knight of the West Wind!"

"No one will offend him!"

"Hiss—" the man had a toothache, "It's all right! Why hasn't this foreigner been here for a long time? He seems to have a brighter future than us nobles."

Regarding Jiang Yi's matter, he backed down a bit.

"We can't forget it like this! Our two-handed sword has been extremely embarrassing, we must get back the place! If we don't teach him a lesson, I'm afraid we won't have a chance in the future!" said a face-saving two-handed sword trainer.

These people all have aristocratic backgrounds.