~： The first year story 037, The Guardian's Sword The Destroyer's Sword

The delicate hand rested on the shoulder of the idiot. Looking up, you can see a gentle smile under the cloak again. And his right hand... seems to be able to stay on his body?

"Oh, master, are you too bad-hearted? Don't you feel cruel to use this method to test him?"

"Woo...Sister, you...you talk so unceremoniously...but you will...but you will..."

The girl did not speak. But at some point, there were two little girls around the girl who were about the same age as an idiot, but only the size of a palm. The two little girls also wore the same white cloaks as the young girl, and hung in the air like guardian elves. One of the mouths under the cloak showed a confident smile, and the other was panicked with a little panic.

I am afraid that ordinary people have never seen such a situation in their lives. If there is a stone vertical master who knows how to manipulate the guiding stone, he might be so real to the two textures that appear in front of him, as if there really are ordinary "bodyguard elves", so I can't close my mouth in surprise.

The idiot doesn't understand this knowledge, he just feels that what happened in this cave overnight seems to have exceeded the thinking ability of his brain. While desperately calming down and sorting out her thoughts, a "elf" in a white cloak landed on the girl's shoulder and said leisurely: "Congratulations, my master has not accepted any disciples for thousands of years. You. Can be considered the first one! Why don't you hurry up and knelt down?"

What the little girl said was just a joke, and of course the idiot could hear this in her relaxed tone. But he didn't understand why he hesitated, but he was the most correct answer?

"My boy, are the two roads I just showed you unfair? One road will make you cry, and the other will deprive you of everything. But I think you should already know that the world itself is unfair. The unfair choice is also a matter of course."

The girl slowly sat down again, and the two "elves" also sat on the girl's shoulders, and the one on the left said: "Boy, the first way, to put it bluntly, is a bait. If you choose this way, it means You have given up this child, your sense of responsibility as a person, and the "last kindness" in your heart. If you really choose this path, then my master will definitely take this little baby girl without hesitation Take it away, and teach you something casually, and then let you, a guy who has completely fallen, go out, waiting to be killed by some strong man in the name of justice."

The one on the right continued; "But...the...the second way is also a trap. Because no one will choose this way...if...if you choose, then it can only mean...you ...Very hypocritical. So hypocritical that even the feelings for this baby girl... can be used as a bargaining chip. If this is the case, my master will still **** her, and then... let you here... live by yourself Self-destructive... Master, you are so cruel..."

The idiot's face slowly turned pale, although he still didn't have the slightest expression, but a trace of fear was already entrenched in his heart.

"However, before such an easy-to-choose question, you hesitated." The girl smiled and said, "The desire for power and the reluctance for children have become the two ends of the balance in your heart. They tilt up and down, but cannot Let one party produce real weight. This hesitation and perseverance is exactly what a most basic "person" should have."

"Humans will be greedy, angry, and hateful. But in contrast, people will also realize that there are things in their lives that are hard to part with and must be paid for without asking for anything in return. Child, you are not a slumber. Ditch Mouse, you are a person. Just because you are a person, I will help you."

Did not see the girl straight up, nor did she see her move. Like a ghost, her body floated backward. When she stood beside the giant wolf again, she was already about five meters away from the idiot.

"Child, stand up. Now I want to teach you something. You may not know the origin of the sword that is entangled in your hand. In the future, I am afraid you will be affected by its words time and time again. Confused with power. I want to teach you how to control it, and tell you how to draw its power out and become your own thing!"

The blood pupil opened instantly and shouted: Unknown) Wu·Shen·Ji! You broke the promise——!!!"

The girl didn't even look at Diane, but looked directly at the idiot who was still sitting. Her hand was volleyed, and the idiot felt a gentle force under her body gently supporting his body. Immediately afterwards, the girl stretched out an index finger and pointed to his forehead.

"If divided by the current strength of humans, they divide the strong into seven areas. In the first stage, humans can gain a certain combat power by exercising their bodies, and strong farmers who have undergone general training can reach this stage. Brief summary It is called forged body."

"In the second stage, the training of skills can be carried out based on physical training. Advanced combat techniques and weapon manipulation techniques have begun to enter the sight of human combat effectiveness. Most ordinary soldiers belong to this class, which are called scorching skills. ."

"In the third stage, the skills are different from human thinking, personality, living environment, world outlook, etc. It is also from this stage that a personal combat character will be born. Hard, soft, dare, timid, blunt, Sharp, mad, quiet, etc.. These people who have their own thinking ability and integrate unified planning combat skills into their actual combat are called heart training. The strength of these people can not only be in the'scorching skill' Among them, they are outstanding, and more importantly, they already know how to fight with their brains and their own character, rather than just rampaging. To describe it...I am afraid that they both obey the orders of their superiors and know how to adapt themselves. It can be called this kind."

"The fourth stage is called pure spirit. The character of this kind of person has been completely integrated into their battle. It can be said that their whole body has become a weapon. It is definitely not a whisper to say one enemy to ten. Rich. Fighting experience and strong physique combined with proficient skills, even if singled out a five-level beast, I am afraid that it will not be impossible to win. As far as I know, the world now enters the fourth stage of the pure spirit level. , One in a thousand."

"The fifth stage mortar. After the fourth stage, the limit of human beings has reached a bottleneck. Whether it is mental or physical, there will be a hurdle that cannot be passed no matter how much exercise. Unless it is comprehensible. The method of re-training the body is to have your own bones and blood beaten in a mortar before you can reach this state. As far as I know, there are no more than fifty people in the world."

"In the sixth stage, this kind of person has basically become the strongest pronoun in the world today. The temper of the body has reached the extreme, and the exercise of the spirit has exceeded the realm that the human body can perceive. It is not impossible for a class of people. But even if they reach this level, that person may already be in old age and can only enjoy the honor of these few years. As for the seventh stage, it is called burn. The soul of the strong, so far, I am afraid that it is only recorded in history books."

After briefly introducing these basic concepts, the girl's fingers curled up to signal the idiot to come over. After the idiot thought about it, he lifted his left foot and moved forward...

Before putting her feet down, the girl's fingers had lightly touched his forehead.

"You have to protect yourself. If you want to control the power of this sword, you must learn how to use the sword. Fortunately, I know a set of swordsmanship is very suitable for you to use. This set of swordsmanship was created in the last era, and just now The hand I held against your forehead is the first sword among them-Shang."

Idiotly looked ahead, and it was not until the girl finished speaking that he was shocked to realize that the other party's fingers had touched his eyebrows. If she is not using fingers, but a dagger, a sharp knife...

The idiot couldn't help taking a step back, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The girl smiled slightly, retracted her finger, and said, "The founder of this sword technique is a genius, and his successor is not the weak. At that time, there was no so-called concept of the strong person level, so this sword technique is not subject to any hierarchy. Framework restrictions."

"However, not being restricted by the framework is a good thing, and it is also a bad thing. I have seen this set of swordsmanship passed down for hundreds of generations, but apart from the founder and the first successor, no one can learn it anymore. This whole set of swordsmanship. Even if this is the initial sword move, many beginners are shut out."

The idiot took another two steps, exhaling, cold sweat bursting out of his forehead. But who knew that he had just stepped back two steps, and the girl's fingertips did not know when he touched his forehead again. The pink nails lightly crossed the idiot's eyebrows. There was a time when an idiot could calm down even in a dangerous situation, but now he can't think of any way to get rid of this fear of death.

"The main point of this sword is speed. It is named 殇, which means that the opponent has already been killed before the sword move is fully deployed. The swordsmanship ends early, of course it is 殇. It seems plain and simple, but in fact the simpler it is, killing. The power becomes stronger. Now I do it again in slow motion. You have to see my movements and the way I use my sword."

The girl retracted her fingers and demonstrated the first sword from beginning to end again. The idiot saw this girl as if she really wanted to teach herself something, and after looking at the dim on her arm, she finally settled down and silently remembered every movement described by the girl.