Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with kendo

Chapter 97 A Sword (Fifth)
"Please!"

Zhao Cheng also responded with a horizontal sword.

Chen Feng thought that he had made sufficient preparations and had done a lot of targeted training. He thought that he was strong enough, and he was not afraid of Zhao Cheng hitting him on the head.

But when he really faced Zhao Cheng, he was still taken by Zhao Cheng's aura.

Even if you know that it's just a competition, even if you know that the opponent is using a wooden sword, there will be no danger to your life, but there are some things that you can't be afraid of just because you don't fear them.

Sharp!

At this time, in his feeling, the wooden sword in the opponent's hand seemed to have lost its wood, and turned into a sharp weapon capable of cutting gold and iron.

He knew that it was a kind of mental illusion, but he knew it and wanted to overcome it, but it was a very difficult thing.

At the same time, he finally understood that he still underestimated the other party.

He also knew that Zhao Cheng's spiritual world had already given birth to a sharp edge, but he had discussed it with his friends who had dealt with Zhao. According to the other party's remarks, this mental illusion was not difficult to overcome if he was prepared.

It wasn't until now, when he faced it personally, that he realized how wrong he was.

At the same time, he also felt that his friend was a bit inflated, so you call this not difficult to overcome? !
He almost believed it!

How did he know that for the past ten days or so, Zhao Cheng had to fight four times every night to sharpen his edge, which is a joy.

At the same time, on the spiritual level, the basic swordsmanship has broken through the limit of level ten and entered the domain of the master. Not only is the spirit further refined, but the sword theory in the spiritual world is also more refined and subtle.

Adding all these things together, Zhao Cheng's sharpness in the quiet room half a month ago and half a month later are no longer the same thing.

Half a month ago, he at most made people feel like a thorn in his back. As for now, ordinary people, if they have not stepped into the threshold of cultivation, would never have the courage to draw a sword in the face of him.

In a sense, he already had the feeling of being defeated without fighting.

Fortunately, Chen Feng is not an ordinary person. He has practiced sword all the year round, and his will is firm. Even at this moment, all the feelings in his heart are reminding him of danger.

But he still has the courage to draw his sword.

It is one thing to beat or not, but it is another thing to dare to use the sword.

call out!
Chen Feng took the lead to strike the sword, and at this moment, Zhao Cheng's energy and spirit suddenly gathered to the peak, and then directly surpassed the peak.

The battle blood is on!Sensation is on!
The pressure Chen Feng brought to Zhao Cheng was not enough to make Zhao Cheng's eyes bloodshot, but Zhao Cheng's eyes were still a little red.

At the same time, the world became extremely slow in an instant. In Zhao Cheng's eyes, Chen Feng's sword was full of flaws.

Zhao Cheng drew out his sword. His sword was obviously not much faster than Chen Feng's, but he did it first.

crackle!

At this moment, Chen Feng felt a flash of light, it seemed to be moonlight, and it seemed to be sword light, but in the stadium, where did the moonlight come from, and where did the wooden sword get the sword light? !

Afterwards, he felt a numbness in his neck, and his whole brain was empty at this moment.

"My head was chopped off?!"

He seemed to be thinking, but felt that his thoughts seemed to be unable to turn.

"what?"

At this moment, every student outside the venue was also a little stunned at this moment.

With just one move, Chen Feng was blocked by a sword and lost instantly. Such a result was beyond everyone's expectation.

Everyone thought that facing the prepared Chen Feng, Zhao Cheng would face a tough battle.

But the reality is that one move will determine the winner.

"what?!"

The students watched the excitement, but the instructors saw the way.

Because we were talking about Zhao Cheng before, so when Zhao Cheng came on stage, all the teachers paid more attention, and then they really saw the astonishing scene just now.

When seeing this scene, many instructors couldn't help but tremble.

Fortunately, they were all standing. If they were sitting, they would all stand up from their chairs in shock.

"Proficient in swordsmanship?!"

"Half a month from beginner to proficiency, where is this monster?!"

"What's more astonishing, isn't it his prediction? The speed is obviously similar, but he managed to strike first, avoiding the opponent's sword by a hair, and sealed his throat with one sword, just like a rehearsed .”

"This kind of vision, this kind of prediction, it's off the hook!"

The instructors started talking in low voices, and their heartbeats accelerated a little at this moment.

It's not that they haven't seen a big scene, but this scene, they really haven't seen it.

They saw Zhao Cheng's performance half a month ago.

The style of play is extremely sharp, and to a certain extent, even completely conceals various flaws, but going slanted with the sword is not a long-term solution after all, it is just a momentary prestige.

But this time, in just half a month, Zhao Cheng's style of fighting has changed. It is no longer a slanted sword when his strength is insufficient, but is upright and upright, using pure swordsmanship to suppress the opponent.

"That's why I'm apprentice Zhao Cheng, I have the posture of a swordsman!"

At this time, Wu Nian's heart was beating a little too fast.

During this period of time, he was aware of Zhao Cheng's progress. He knew that Zhao Cheng's swordsmanship had already reached proficiency.

From the evil way to the kingly way, it only took half a month!
The improvement of swordsmanship is nothing more than the transformation of this fighting style is the most commendable.

The progress of swordsmanship can only be said to be good talent, and the change of style can show a person's heart.

Many people, when their strength is insufficient, their swords are slanted. This is true, but when their strength is sufficient, they still cannot change, and they still have this style, which is a big problem.

"Okay! The winner has already been decided, the students on the field, let's go down first."

In the end, it was Shi Tian who spoke, which stopped everyone's discussion, and at the same time awakened Chen Feng on the field, allowing the trial of the sword to continue.

And this time, he immediately made the original preparation, if Chen Feng lost, he would challenge Zhao Cheng's No. 7, and immediately put off the challenge.

The gap is too big, his swordsmanship is only at the same level as Chen Feng's, and their wins and losses are usually between June and Four, he is six, and Chen Feng is four.

Chen Feng was defeated by one move, and it would be the same for him.

Not everyone, like Qin Tailai, has the mind to do what he knows he can't do.

Knowing how to advance and retreat is actually not bad, as long as you master the speed and master it well, it is no worse than knowing what you can't do.

The worst thing is to do great things and cherish your life, and to see small gains and forget your righteousness.

The sword test continued, but at this time, most people's attention was no longer on the field, but on Zhao Cheng.

They can't help wondering, can there really be such a big gap between people? !

At the same time, I was also thinking about whether it would be possible for Li Qingmeng, the strongest in the kendo class, to do this.

As for the answer, obviously no.

(End of this chapter)