MTL - Kendo True Explanation-v4 Chapter 466 causal one

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  In a forest somewhere in the southwestern province of China.

  The breeze blows, bringing waves of trees.

  Falling leaves.

  Not far in front of Lin Fei, Yan Shi stood quietly in front of a tombstone.

   Neither of them spoke,

  This is the ruins of the Feiyan family. But now, all that remains is the former Feiyan Tomb. Everything else has long since disappeared. It is said that several mudslides completely buried everything.

   After a long time, Yan Shi turned around.

   "What did you bring me here for?"

   "This is the ruins of the former Feiyan. It is also the place where you and Jiu'er disappeared together." Lin Fei smiled. "Did you ever think that there would be such a day to come here again to see your own tombstone?"

  Yan Shi's expression was dull.

   "Although you have some of my memories and gained some basics of swordsmanship, my willpower has not succeeded. You and I have long since owed each other."

   "I don't think so." Lin Fei calmed down.

   "So what do you want?"

   "Let's fight. Pure swordsmanship. You and I will not hide our will and determination." Lin Fei's eyes glowed with golden light, shining brightly in the forest. "Perhaps in this world, only your sword is the last thing I want to miss."

  Lin Fei could feel a sense of threat from Yan Shi. This unprecedented feeling made him feel like his whole body was boiling. He had a premonition that perhaps this battle would be far more important to him than any previous battle.

   Yan Shi closed his eyes. There was a moment of silence.

   "The sword is not all I have."

   "I have my reasons." Lin Fei stretched out his hand flatly. A gray-white demon sword slowly condensed in his hand. Point at each other.

   "Battle, what you and Jiu'er carried back then were heavy shackles that were too heavy to breathe. But now, these things don't exist anymore. But Jiu'er is long gone..."

   "There is a kind of swordsmanship!" Yan Shi interrupted suddenly.

   "There is a kind of swordsmanship that can transcend time!" He opened his eyes, and the light blue in his eyes slowly flowed.

   "Oh? You also know?" Lin Fei was really surprised this time. Yan Shi did not inherit the sword canon, but he was able to comprehend this level and see the hope in the legend. It has to be said that the horror of his talent can be seen.

   "It doesn't matter if you are really unwilling or not. If you are here now, then everything will be empty." Lin Fei smiled.

  Yan Shi's eyes froze.

   Hiss....

  He slowly drew out his long sword. Strands of blue air escaped from the scabbard along with the sword body. Float in the surrounding air.

   "This battle between you and me, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose." Lin Fei chuckled, and with a shake of the demon sword, he walked over slowly.

   "Just want to survive."

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   "Ahem..."

  Lin Fei walked out of the forest with difficulty.

   On his right chest, a huge blood hole can almost see the ground behind him. The blood was stuck around the wound out of thin air, and the flesh and blood were wriggling, constantly repairing the injury.

  But the excessive blood consumption also made him almost dying.

   "This is the real battle..." Lin Fei laughed nervously. There was a look of superciliousness in his eyes.

   "Yan Shi... has become the past, from now on, only Yan Fei." Lin Fei pressed her chest tightly. "It's only close, if your persistence is stronger. Maybe it's me who si."

  He turned his head and took one last look behind him.

  In the forest there, there was only one long sword quietly inserted into the ground.

  An inexplicable realization quietly surfaced in my heart. Lin Fei suddenly felt a faint sense of relief.

   Luo Yun followed behind his friend and walked into the hall. …

   Keep scanning the furnishings inside with both eyes.

  The empty hall is dominated by clean white. Some people in different clothes kept walking in it, and it seemed that there were all kinds of people.

   Some service staff shuttle back and forth among them.

   "This is the swordsmanship club?" She asked with some doubts.

At the front desk, a friend who was signing up for a visit card turned around and smiled, "That's right. This is the place where the World's Strongest Swordsman Contest will be held soon. As fans of martial arts since childhood, it is absolutely impossible for us to experience such a grand event. Let it go."

   "It's probably just a good publicity. Anyway, it's not the same as those previous competitions. It's all a show." Luo Yun said indifferently.

   "Hey, you were wrong this time." Good friend Ning Yunyun walked up to her, swiped and took out a poster from behind. "Clang clang clang clang! What do you look at?"

  Luo Yun took the poster in doubt. Take a look.

  Below the colorful animation effects, there are two head portraits, and then the text description: In the first split match, South Korea's returned swordsmanship disciple Jin Xiangquan played against Huaguo Caiyun Swordsman Qi Wushuang.

  The following is a more detailed introduction.

  Luo Yun read slowly. The eyes are getting bigger and bigger.

   "No...isn't it!?? This Jin Xiangquan can stab five swords in one second? Qi Wushuang claims to have a 360-degree full-body defense without si angles?! This nima... have you read too many martial arts novels?"

"Hey, you don't know about this." My good friend Ning Yunyun said triumphantly, "Caiyun swordsmanship is a school of swordsmanship under the swordsmanship club. It's definitely not that simple. If you don't believe me, you can go and see it." Watch the swordsmanship promotional video. Nowadays, there is another name for the swordsmanship society among the people, do you know what it is?"

"what?"

  Ning Yunyun looked forward to saying: "That is, Wanjian Shenzong!"

   "Hiss..." Luo Yun gasped. "Yunyun, you haven't woken up yet?"

   "No, she's right."

  A magnetic male voice suddenly interrupted.

  The two looked at the sound at the same time.

  A middle-aged man with a shaggy beard, wearing a black suit and red tie, looked at the two of them with a smile.

"Wanjian Shenzong. It means that there are ten thousand kinds of swordsmanship in the swordsmanship club, which is of course an exaggeration. And Shenzong means that the strongest in the swordsmanship club is enough to reach the **** level. Although it is also an exaggeration, it is also very sufficient. It reflects the current momentum and status of the swordsmanship club. However, these things are the most famous in the world where ordinary people can't touch them. Not many ordinary people know about them. But the holding of this competition also caused the swordsmanship club's statement to begin to spread among the public. circulated."

   "Uncle, how do you know so much?" Ning Yunyun asked curiously.

   "Because I joined here because of this, and I just became one of the internal students of the swordsmanship club." The uncle said with a smile. "If you can pass the test to be promoted to a core student immediately, then you have a bright future. It's a pity... Forget it, let's talk first."

  He turned and walked towards a woman who was waiting for him on the other side.

   Luo Yun and the two looked at him blankly.

   Somehow, Luo Yun saw a gloomy look on that man's face.

  The woman saw the uncle approaching and said a few words.

  Luo Yun vaguely heard it.

   "Are you really determined to take the core exam?"

   "Well, I have no other choice." The uncle nodded.

   "In the last session, four were crazy, twenty-three people died, and very few passed. The assessment is getting more and more difficult, so you still want to participate?"

   Luo Yun froze.

   "Four crazy?! Killed twenty-three people!? This... What kind of assessment is this!" She felt a chill in her heart. …

   Ning Yunyun on one side also heard the voice.

  The two of them are too close to the uncle. In addition to the undisguised speech of the two, they could be heard clearly.

   But there were quite a few people around who heard it, but no one seemed surprised. Everyone has a normal expression on their faces.

   "Luo Yun....I heard correctly just now..." Ning Yunyun turned pale and asked in a low voice.

   "No..." Luo Yun lowered his head and said, "You heard me right."

  The uncle said a few words and left. On the contrary, the woman seemed to see Luo Yun and the two of them. come over.

   "Hehe, two kids, this is not the place for you to come."

   "We...we just came to see...hehe...hehe..." Ning Yunyun smiled dryly.

"In order to become a core student, enter the legendary place of trial and achieve legendary swordsmanship. Every student who joins the swordsmanship club joins with this mentality and ideal. This is a real opportunity for the martial arts community in China. Since there are opportunities, there will naturally be risks. Not everyone has the potential. Not everyone has enough determination."

  The woman seemed to be in a good mood, knowing that the two had heard the conversation just now, and explained it in detail.

   "My swordsmanship club, adhering to the concept of Lord Yan Fei, the Shadow Sword Saint, aims to pursue the most powerful state. Anyone who wants to become a core student must have such determination and will."

   "Master Yanfei, the Shadow Sword Saint?" Ning Yunyun immediately forgot his fear and became very interested. "Cool! Why is he called Shadow Shadow Sword Master?"

  The woman looked at Ning Yunyun's cute little face, and reached out to pinch her cheek. It caused the other party to struggle for a while.

   "It is said that Master Yanfei has a sword that is faster than the shadow."

   "Faster than a shadow!!"

  Luo Yun bowed his head deeply, his heart was shocked.

   "Isn't that swordsmanship that can surpass light? Should it be an exaggeration?" She raised her head and asked.

   "I don't know if it's an exaggeration, but this name was passed down by several other adults." The woman smiled.

   "How many other adults?"

"That's right, Broken Star Sword, Master Yuehua Sword, Master Tianluo Mingyue Sword, and the Golden Clothes Sword are handed down among the four masters. These four masters are members of my swordsmanship club except Master Yan Fei, the sword master. the strongest."

  The woman patiently explained. She couldn't help pinching Ning Yunyun's face again.

   "I've wanted a sister like you for a long time, so cute~~~"

  Ning Yunyun rolled his eyes decisively. Loudly said: "Sister!"

   "Oh." The woman's cheeks flushed suddenly.

  The two of them suddenly reached a new level of intimacy.

  Luo Yun felt a little unbelievable, she always felt that what this woman said was too exaggerated.

   "Get out!"

  Suddenly, a man's voice sounded at the door, cold and bone-chilling.

   "Are you talking about me?" A feminine male voice responded. "Nanyang Suzaku swordsman Lu Xianyang, this is not your Suzaku dojo."

   "I don't care about others, only you. I once said that as long as you stand in front of me again, I will kill you." The ice-cold voice said.

   "Tsk tsk, it's so fierce~~ This is the entrance of the head office of fencing. Do you dare to fight here?" The feminine man's words were full of provocation.

  The two confronted each other and refused to give in to each other.

  Luo Yun followed the voice and looked. I saw the street at the gate.

  Two men stood facing each other. One holds a white long sword, has a cold temperament, and is dressed in white.

  The other person was dressed in black, with a long silver sword hanging from his waist. Smiling. . ).