Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with kendo

Chapter 50 The legend of that night
"Do you need a break?!"

Li Qingmeng said, the crisp voice has the vigor of a girl, but it also has a bit of gentleness, mixed together, it's very nice.

"No, in a short time, you won't be able to recover much mental and physical strength."

Zhao Cheng responded.

After the third battle, he never took the initiative to stop breathing visualization.

Because once it is over, it means that the breath is gone, and the mental and physical strength will drop sharply at that time, and it cannot be recovered in a short time.

And now, although he can't sustain high-intensity battles for long, at least he's still at his peak!

Li Qingmeng heard the words and stopped talking.

She is not a very enthusiastic person. What she said before was just out of respect for her opponent.

Of course, she was also surprised in her current state of mind. She never expected that the other party would be able to stand in front of her on the first day.

This is no longer a mere talent of a sword ghost, it can be done.

From the other party's not tall, even somewhat thin body, she felt a powerful spiritual force.

The strength of strength is only temporary, and only the strength of the mind is eternal, which can be called true strength.

Therefore, she couldn't help but wonder in her heart, what kind of experience this ordinary young man, gentle and sunny at first glance, has experienced in the past to forge such a strong spiritual will.

It is said that suffering makes people grow, but what kind of suffering can make the other party so strong at his age? !
In an instant, many words flashed through her mind, some words she heard from her classmates on weekdays, such as the death of both parents, a ten-year agreement, brother killing the whole family...

So many kinds!

However, her mood came and went quickly. With Zhao Cheng's horizontal sword, in an instant, she also cut off all distracting thoughts, and entered the state of breathing concept blessing while breathing.

When swordsmanship reaches lv7, that is, the proficient stage, there is no need for preparation time in the state of blessing.

And at this moment, when he really faced Zhao Cheng, Li Qingmeng suddenly understood why those people from before seemed a little strange in their sword moves, and their hands were tied.

Although the edge of the body is light, but at the critical moment of the battle, it is very likely to influence the battle situation.

Although her swordsmanship has been subtle and proficient, she has not been able to develop such a swordsmanship in her heart.

At the same time, she can be sure that if the opponent's swordsmanship is at the same level as hers, she will have no chance of winning.

As for now, swordsmanship is at a higher level, and there is no record of such a counter-attack across history.

And Zhao Cheng, at this moment, was indeed trembling slightly in the face of the strongest enemy he had encountered today.

Not fear, but excitement.

The effect of battle blood is like this, the stronger the enemy is, the more active the spirit is, triggering positive spiritual feedback.

Of course, boxing masters are excluded.

With a height of more than three meters and a fist as big as a wax gourd, facing this kind of enemy, he would die too quickly, and on the contrary, it would easily cause psychological shadows.

Under the heart lake, the heart lake is clear, but the long sword hanging above the heart lake is surging with blood at this moment.

boom!
When the two swords collided, Zhao Cheng felt that he was slashing on a solid and immovable stone, and the huge counter-shock force came, making his arms numb.

With this sword, Zhao Chengcheng judged that the opponent's swordsmanship was close to lv8.

The subtlety and delicacy of the power movement is not comparable to myself.

At the same time, he does not have an advantage in terms of speed or explosive power.

As for the other party, the only thing inferior to him was that his fighting consciousness had not yet been liberated, nor had he developed the sharpness of a sword in his heart.

But this alone is not enough to smooth the gap between the two.

Therefore, Shi Tianyi will only talk about actual combat ability, and it is difficult to make up for the gap in basic quality.

This is an objective fact.

But it is impossible for Zhao Chengcheng to give up.

Because I feel that I can't fight, I don't fight. Such a sword is too weak.

Of course, if it was a real life-and-death fight, Zhao Cheng would have run away long ago and waited until his sword skills were higher.

Different situations require different responses.

People must have a flexible moral bottom line.

It is impossible to give up.

They all said that they were going to die, but they had never died before, so how could they survive? !
Zhao Chengcheng understood this truth when he was about to be beaten to death by a boxing master.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng's sword became more fierce. He didn't try to score points, but swayed the sword, aiming at places like the face and forehead.

As long as Li Qingmeng is more cruel and makes Zhao Cheng lose face, Zhao Cheng loses.

Just as a girl, as a beautiful girl, how could she be so cruel to herself? !

At the same time, she couldn't turn around and hit Zhao Cheng in the face. Once she did, she would be fouled out.

Such a tactic is rogue, but it does work.

Li Qingmeng was very clear about her position. She practiced sword not to fight bravely and become number one in the world, but to cultivate herself and protect herself.

Therefore, although she was not injured, she felt aggrieved for a while.

As for Zhao Cheng, if he hadn't used this kind of tactic that almost directly caught the weak point several times, he would have lost long ago.

After 32 moves, Zhao Cheng still had no chance to reverse the situation, and at this moment, his physical and mental strength had reached their limits.

Immediately, the path of the sword slowed down by more than a beat.

Immediately afterwards, he was blocked by a sword.

In fact, Li Qingmeng could have sent Zhao Cheng's sword flying, but perhaps in the mood of revenge, he used Zhao Cheng's best sword to seal his throat.

After Zhao Cheng was defeated, many students breathed a sigh of relief, but they were also faintly disappointed.

Disappointed, after all, still failed to witness the birth of the myth.

But at the same time, Qingyuan's kendo class was not penetrated overnight by the freshmen.

Of course, getting to third place in one night is quite a mystery.

It was just because I thought that the other party might penetrate the kendo class, but now I didn't, because of the window theory, so my mood was not so excited.

Until now, seeing that Zhao Cheng was almost out of strength, everyone suddenly realized that Zhao Cheng is also a human being, and will get tired, not some tireless god of war.

As for Zhao Cheng, although he failed to complete the achievement and broke through the kendo class overnight, his final failure did not affect his mood.

Although failure will indeed cause psychological shadows, such a small shadow, even if it happens ten thousand times, it is afraid that it will not be able to withstand the punch of a boxing master that is like throwing sand.

For Zhao Cheng, who had experienced that kind of scene, the failure in front of him was no different from playing house.

If he did a few simulations, his biggest gain would not be the improvement of swordsmanship, but his vision and mood would be broadened.

It used to be difficult for the sea.

Having seen the big scene, Qingyuan's sword test in front of him is actually closer to a small game like playing house.

(End of this chapter)