After going into the sea, I met the witch lady

Chapter 163 Hey, Mr. Lane, is my swordsmanship okay? (A -word chapter, please subscribe)

The morning light comes from the east, bringing the breath of life to all things.

On the first floor of the hotel, in the restaurant.

Ryan, Freni and Cecilia sat opposite each other and had breakfast together.

This morning's food was simple fruit salad and soft white bread.

While Ryan was symbolically coping with the two mouthfuls, this thing was completely unable to satisfy his gluttonous desire, while using the corner of his eye to observe Miss Witch, who seemed unhappy for some reason.

Soon, Ryan looked back.

The captain's mood is like the ever-changing weather. Although it is bright and sunny most of the time, it can sometimes become cloudy and overcast.

At this time, there is no need for his comfort. You just need to let time pass naturally, and the cloudy days will return to sunny days.

This is a true knowledge that Ryan gained through practice.

On both sides of the street are stone houses built of long strips of rock bricks.

After breakfast, Ryan stood up and said, "Captain, I'm going to take a look at the sword platform."

However, when she thought of the 10 souls she lost last night, she felt so distressed that it was difficult to even breathe.

"Useless traveler, huh."

"It's a core disciple I've never seen before."

Facts have proved that the core disciples of Tianqing Kendo Hall are indeed very strong.

The opening hours of the sword platform are from 9 am to 12 noon every day.

Influenced by many kendo clubs, most of the residents on Tianqing Island are martial artists and have high respect for those with superb swordsmanship.

At this moment, anyone can challenge the master of the sword platform. Although it is stipulated that the master can not accept any challenge as long as he fights once a day, but as the host, the sword platform guarded by the core disciples of Tianqing Kendo Hall can only be played on the platform. During the opening period of the sword platform, any challenger is welcome to show off its majesty.

Therefore, over time, the sword platform guarded by the core disciples of Tianqing Kendo Hall has become very few challengers.

Staring in the direction of Ryan's disappearing back, Freni sighed inwardly.

Although I don’t want to go into details, lest I get into trouble, it is also a good thing to see the swordsmanship of the famous Azure Kendo Hall disciples.

Although her strength is now somewhat unable to keep up with Mr. Lane's footsteps, the witch's magic power can do many things that are beyond the reach of spiritual beings.

Her strength has fallen behind Mr. Lane, and she doesn't want to be lower than Mr. Lane.

There are only five core disciples in Tianqing Kendo Hall, and there are as many as ten sword platforms. There is no need to eat such hard bones.

Ryan strolled leisurely on the main street, which was large enough for eight carriages to run parallel.

According to the information that Ryan had heard, Field was good at wind-type swordsmanship and was known for his speed. Before the first few challengers could react, they were broken out of their stance and the sword tip was pressed against their throats before they surrendered.

"Ah."

Ryan was a little concerned about what the sword rebel Durland said.

Ryan nodded slightly.

The only person I haven't seen before is the person in front of me.

There are only five core disciples of Tianqing Kendo Hall, and he met four of them last night.

After all, the leader of the Azure Kendo Hall started his career with wind attribute swordsmanship.

There was a long sword lying across his knees, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating.

"Only 160728 spiritual essences are left..."

It has to be said that the residential environment on Tianqing Island is indeed better than that on the outlying islands. The special geographical location has attracted a large number of chambers of commerce to invest here, and hundreds of years of construction have led to the current situation.

In fact, among the five core disciples of the Azure Kendo Hall, except for the contemporary Chief Azure, the other four core disciples all practice wind attribute swordsmanship.

——Hurricane Swordsman Walters.

A red carpet was laid out on the circular sword platform made of iron wood, and in the center of the red carpet sat a stern man dressed in white with blue stripes and long hair hanging casually on his shoulders.

……

The reason why he chose this place was that, on the one hand, he liked the number 6, and on the other hand, the current owner of sword platform No. 6 was a core disciple of the Tianqing Kendo Hall.

Although the last experience made her realize that if you want to make good use of the Augustus family's heirlooms, you need to have a normal mind.

Cecilia, who was following Freni, remained quiet, but her determined eyes showed her inner thoughts.

Ryan thought silently in his mind.

When Ryan came to Sword Platform No. 6, what he saw was such a deserted scene.

The girl's thoughts went back and forth, and finally, Freni stood up and walked back to the room.

"Well..." After hearing this, Freni, who was a little distracted at first, came back to her senses and said with a serious expression: "Be careful. If anything unusual happens, contact us in time."

During the search for information yesterday, she collected a lot of books related to astrology and needed to read them as soon as possible in order to improve her career fit.

Those who can come out to guard the stage, without exception, are all fourth-level extraordinary professionals.

It's not that the fourth level went to challenge without a strong head, but it just ended, which is not very good.

Ryan's goal for this trip is Sword Platform No. 6 located on the east side of the inner ring area.

As for why the contemporary Chief Tianqing is good at ice attribute swordsmanship, Ryan has no idea.

Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Regarding the information about the "Hurricane Swordsman", Ryan still wants to observe it with his own eyes.

Near the end of the preliminary round, compared to the deserted situation in the early and mid-term, even the sword platform guarded by the core disciples of Tianqing Kendo Hall had many challengers gathered around it.

Of course, most of them did not come to challenge with the idea of ​​becoming the master of the stage, but wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to compete with fourth-level swordsmen to improve their swordsmanship.

If you want to get the guidance of a fourth-level swordsman, you must at least have a third-level level.

Ryan didn't have to wait long before a third-level pirate came up to challenge him.

The one-handed sword is also a weapon commonly used among pirates, and those who can be promoted to the third level are basically at a good level in weapon training.

The third level challenges the fourth level. Obviously, the purpose of this pirate is not to win, but to hone his sword skills.

Ryan sat in the audience and watched quietly. Sitting not far from him was a female swordsman who looked like she had baby fat cheeks.

She was wearing a relatively loose white swordsman's uniform, but it still couldn't hide her outline inside.

She looked at Ryan curiously and said crisply: "Hey, are you here to challenge too? New here? I don't think I have seen you on Tianqing Island."

The girl's voice made Ryan tilt his head slightly and looked at the other party's childish face. He estimated that he was just eighteen years old. As for the spiritual fluctuations in his body, it was only around the third level.

Ryan said in a gentle tone: "I just arrived yesterday, come and take a look today."

"As expected." The girl smiled brightly: "There is no one on this island who is better informed than me."

"My name is Noel, what's yours?"

"Just call me Ryan." The code name Zifeng was already used last night, so today it was natural to restart Ryan's vest.

In this world, the phenomenon of duplicate names is very serious, and people are mainly distinguished by their surnames. Therefore, a single name cannot mean anything at all.

"Mr. Ryan..." Noelle, the young swordsman in white, chuckled: "How long do you think this person can last?"

"I don't know." Ryan shook his head slightly. Rank does not represent actual combat power. He himself is the most obvious example. Therefore, he will not make judgments easily.

"Tsk." Noelle said with a gasp: "You are so boring... Forget it, let's not talk about it for now. Let's take a look first."

As the challenger entered the stage, the hurricane swordsman Field in the center of the sword stand stood up.

"Are you ready?"

A voice inaudible of joy and anger came from the mouth of the hurricane swordsman Field. As the challenger nodded, the next moment, green light passed over the sword platform. Professionals below the fourth level did not see the movement clearly, and the tip of the sword moved. It has stopped in front of the challenger's throat.

"Gulu..."

The challenger swallowed instinctively and said bitterly: "I admit defeat..."

After hearing this, Hurricane Swordsman Field put down his sword and walked back to the original place. Then, he said in a cold voice: "For the finals the day after tomorrow, challengers below level four should not waste my time."

"I will show no mercy to anyone who overestimates their own capabilities."

The spiritual pressure belonging to a fourth-level extraordinary professional swept across all directions, making the scene extremely quiet.

Seeing the light in the eyes of the challengers who were originally preparing to take the stage dim, Hurricane Swordsman Field nodded slightly with satisfaction.

At the beginning, he competed with swordsmen of various different styles. Although they were weak, he still gained something.

However, this kind of harvest soon became saturated. As the finals approached, he wanted to fight with real swordsman masters to improve his level.

Although he knows very well that it is impossible to win the championship with his own strength, but he must at least be ranked higher. Otherwise, how will he be able to hold his head high in front of his brothers in the future?

Just when Hurricane Swordsman Field was about to sit down again and close his eyes to meditate, suddenly, a clear sound of footsteps came into his ears.

I saw a young man with an extremely ordinary face and wearing slender clothes stepping on the steps and walking up to the sword platform step by step.

Under the attention of a large number of spectators, he chuckled and said: "I will be your opponent."

"You..." Hurricane Swordsman Field frowned. This man's spirituality was a little weird, but after he sensed his personality, he was shocked to find that he was only at the second level.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party stood up. He was either a fool bent on seeking death, or a swordsman who was absolutely confident in his own strength.

The former is too unlikely, and the latter...

Looking directly into the young man's eyes, Field felt a vague sense of danger inexplicably, which made him take back the words he wanted to denounce angrily and instead said:

"...Where is your sword?"

As a swordsman, it is the basic rule to never leave the body with the sword, but Field did not see the sword on this young man.

"Here it is." Ryan smiled, and with the light of the space ring flashing, the weapon was in his hand: "Sorry, my one-handed long sword is not convenient to carry, so it is stored in the space ring."

Seeing the huge black and red sword in Ryan's hand, not only the surrounding audience, but also Field was stunned. Three seconds later, his eyes widened: "Wait, you call this a one-handed long sword? Isn’t this a giant sword?!”

"That's right, this is a one-handed long sword." Ryan said matter-of-factly: "Just tell me if I'm holding it with one hand, is this a sword?"

Field was choked and speechless.

The opponent is indeed holding it with one hand, and this is indeed a sword, but this...

In the audience, Noelle looked at Ryan holding a big sword, his mouth slightly opened.

This was the first time she had seen such a "novel" one-handed long sword. A few seconds later, a smile broke out on her face: "...it seems that Mr. Lane is not so boring after all."

"call……"

After taking a breath, Field said in a deep voice: "...Okay, even if you have a one-handed sword."

"But are you sure you want to use this weapon to challenge me?"

There is no doubt that the destructive power of the big sword is very strong, but it also depends on the situation. If it is a situation like the battlefield that requires large-scale opening and closing, the big sword is far stronger than the long sword, but in a one-on-one duel, A long sword is better than a broad sword.

After all, as long as a weak human flesh and blood body is hit in a critical area, it will basically end up with serious injuries or even death. There is no essential difference between cutting the throat with a long sword and smashing the throat and the entire neck to pieces with a big sword. , and using a long sword can save more energy, and holding a light weapon will make your own movements faster.

It's not like you're facing a huge monster, so why bother using a thankless weapon like a big sword?

"Of course." The smile on Ryan's face remained unchanged: "Mr. Field, can we start?"

After just watching the battle between the third-level challenger and the hurricane swordsman Field in the audience, Ryan understood that no matter how long he watched in the audience, he would not gain much - in his perception, the challengers around him did not There are fourth-level professionals, but the strength gap between the third-level and fourth-level ones is too terrifying, and it is impossible to see the specific swordsmanship, nor the strength of Field.

Simply, Ryan went straight to the stage.

"...You are ready and can start at any time." Field said solemnly after adjusting his emotions and regaining his composure.

Although he didn't know why he felt the crisis in a mere second-level elite professional, this did not prevent him from taking it seriously.

Cyan spirituality rose from Field's body and turned into thick spiritual pressure, covering the entire sword platform.

"Then, here I come."

While speaking, Ryan held the big sword in one hand and walked towards Field step by step.

His speed is not fast. It can even be said that he is pitifully slow. Not to mention professionals, even ordinary people can run faster than him.

But Field, his opponent, didn't think so.

Whenever he wanted to take action, his instinct as a swordsman would issue an early warning, as if any movement he made would result in a devastating blow. This inexplicable feeling made Field's heart beat faster and heavier unconsciously, and he instinctively did not dare to take any action.

But the audience who didn't know why saw Field standing in the middle of the sword platform with an indifferent expression, seemingly disdainful of the young man with the big sword walking towards him step by step.

"The second level dares to challenge the fourth level. Does this person think that the hurricane swordsman has a good temper?"

"There's a good show to watch..."

Sounds of gloating about misfortune circulated among the audience, and as a fourth-level extraordinary professional, Field's hearing was so sensitive that he naturally heard all these whispers.

But at this moment, he had no intention and no ability to explain.

As the distance between the two parties got closer, the strange sense of threat became stronger, causing Field's heartbeat to intensify. In the end, all he could hear was the sound of his own heartbeat.

This won't work!

"drink!"

Field shouted low, suppressing the warning in his heart. The cyan spirituality around him suddenly surged, and his body turned into a straight line. The sharp long sword cut through the sky and struck directly at the face of the young man with the big sword opposite.

He had to take action. If he didn't take action, he felt that he would be unable to move due to this sense of threat.

The cyan sword light, like a real flowing wind, arrived in front of Ryan in an instant.

The strong wind blew his hair back slightly, and the cyan light spots in his pupils continued to expand.

This sword is a combination of secret techniques and professional skills. It is extremely fast. With Field's senior level 4 spiritual strength, even if it is the same level of being, a careless move may cause him to suffer hatred on the spot.

The tip of the sword was getting closer and closer to Ryan's eyebrows. However, when the distance between the two parties was only one meter, Field saw a strange look in the other party's eyes.

Before Field could understand the meaning, the next moment he was shaken all over.

A force he couldn't understand acted on his body, causing his right hand holding the sword to lose consciousness instantly. In shock, he had no time to retreat, and a black and red sword was already pressed against his shoulder, not far from his neck. , only a slight difference.

The heavy sword made Firpo's shoulders extremely painful.

He stared blankly at the smiling young man in front of him, truly unable to understand what kind of freak he must be to be able to hold such an exaggeratedly heavy "giant sword" with one hand.

The sharp edge of the sword made goosebumps rise on the skin of his neck.

After a brief silence, just when Field was about to bitterly admit defeat, he felt a lightness on his shoulder.

The young man with the big sword in front of him had already put the big sword behind his back, turned around and walked towards the sword platform.

"I surrender."

The light voice reached Field's ears, leaving him stunned and speechless.

He...this is...

It wasn't until Ryan's figure completely disappeared that Field, who was belatedly aware of it, realized that he was being looked down upon.

The strange look in the eyes of the young man with a big sword just now, looking back now, should be disappointment...

An unprecedented sense of humiliation burst out from my heart.

It's not that he can't accept defeat, but this act of not caring about admitting defeat and leaving after easily defeating himself has undoubtedly crushed his self-esteem to the ground.

Field was furious.

But the anger was mixed with fear and powerlessness that he himself didn't want to admit.

So, he who should have roared out in anger ended up just standing silently on the sword platform, like a poor puppy abandoned in the rain.

……

After leaving the sword platform, Ryan quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

With his skills and his desire to leave, even if these third-level spectators follow him carefully, they will soon lose him, not to mention that these people are still immersed in shock and unable to extricate themselves.

A man was walking on the street. After a while, he left Tianqing City and came to a cliff near the sea.

Sitting cross-legged next to the cliff, looking at the surging seawater in the distance, Ryan sighed: "Alas..."

Ryan expressed disappointment with the swordsmanship level of Hurricane Swordsman Field.

Originally, he was a fourth-level senior and a core disciple of the Tianqing Kendo Hall. With the blessings of these titles, Field's swordsmanship must be good.

Ryan was still looking forward to a satisfying sparring session.

however.

Although Field's speed is fast, his swordsmanship level, if divided by the level on the panel, is probably between proficient and master.

It's a bit stronger than the proficient level, but still far away from the master level.

When Ryan mastered the "True Charged Slash", he had already upgraded his storm swordsmanship to the "master level", not to mention that after subsequent training, he had gone a long way to the master level.

Although a big sword is different from a long sword, as weapons, there are always similarities. The huge gap in swordsmanship level makes the opponent's movements full of loopholes in his eyes.

And this level of swordsmanship could not show one ten thousandth of the charm of the swordsmanship used by the leader of the Azure Kendo Hall that he had seen in the Lingying performance.

For a moment, Ryan didn't know whether he was too strong or whether the core disciples of Tianqing Sword Gym were too low.

With this core disciple's level so high, it seems likely that the other three would not be much better.

We can only look forward to the level of Chief Tianqing.

However, the words to challenge Chief Tianqing were too conspicuous. After much thought, Ryan finally decided to give up.

Rather than taking this risk, he might as well have a more passionate solo with the corpse dragon while traveling at night.

While Ryan was deep in thought.

Suddenly, a crisp voice appeared in his ear: "You seem disappointed?"

"!"

Ryan was horrified. In his perception, there was no aura of anyone around him. Not only his spiritual perception, but also the precise perception derived from [Physique], he did not notice any presence around him.

Looking in the direction where the sound came from, on the branch of a big tree, a girl in white clothes with baby fat on her cheeks swayed her white feet and looked at him with a sweet smile.

"It's you?!"

Ryan's eyes narrowed.

The person who appeared here without him noticing it was actually the girl next to where he was sitting in the auditorium of Sword Stage No. 6 just now—Noelle!

"Who are you anyway?"

With a serious expression on his face, Ryan slowly stood up and at the same time raised his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword behind him.

"Pfft, the big sword is also a one-handed sword, right? I'm laughing so hard, hahaha..." On the branch, the girl swayed her crystal feet and smiled without any image. After a few seconds, the laughter gradually died down, and she The movements jump lightly, and the whole process gives people an extremely elegant and smooth feeling.

"Mr. Lane, didn't I tell you who I am from the beginning?" the girl Noelle said with a smile.

"Looking at you, you seem to be disappointed with that guy Field's swordsmanship."

"But it's true that his swordsmanship is terrible."

"It's been the same for so many years."

"Then, Mr. Lane, how about using this place as a sword platform and letting me show you some real Azure swordsmanship?"

The girl's voice was clear and moving, mixed with the whisper of the wind.

Ryan didn't speak, his expression was extremely serious, and he clenched the hilt of the sword to show his attitude through actions.

"You attack first."

Noelle pulled out the weapon at her waist. Compared with Ryan's "one-handed long sword", her weapon was an extremely standard one-handed long sword. In terms of quality, it was only a mid-level rare item.

It's not bad, but it's not at the level of a mid-level rare item.

But Ryan's expression showed no sign of relaxation.

The other party can approach him without him noticing, either because of his amazing concealment skills, or because his strength far exceeds his.

No matter what the situation is, Ryan has no conditions to underestimate the enemy.

Facing an enemy whose strength was unknown, Ryan used his full strength as soon as he took action.

Spirituality flourishes and power surges.

[Storm Battle Body] and "Third Phase" started almost at the same time, and [Food War] also started, causing a dense black light to appear on the surface of the great sword.

"Blade Heart" is consumed, and [Special Sword Skill·Attack Crash] directly evolves into [Special Sword Skill·Charge Crash], giving Ryan extreme speed.

Now, the attribute blessing range of his [Tide of Pain] has reached 100%, making his [Spiritual] and [Physical] reach 54 and 100 respectively!

100 attribute points is the limit for a fourth-level professional, and it is also the upper limit that the [Tide of Pain] skill can support.

The skills of a second-level profession can reach this level, which can no longer be described as "terrifying".

With the blessing of [Special Sword Skill·Charge], the air in Ryan's senses has become viscous like liquid, allowing him to enter the subsonic realm.

The Traveling Clone can exceed the speed of sound by using [Special Sword Skill: Crash and Crash], but the main body can only reach subsonic speeds because its physical strength is far inferior to that of the Traveling Clone.

But this is scary enough.

The sword with great power struck directly at Noel's neck, showing no mercy at all.

Faced with the "Three Ignorances" personnel with unknown strength, unknown origin, and unknown purpose, Ryan showed no mercy when he took action.

"Amazing……"

There was a bright light in the eyes of the girl Noelle, which was the joy of the swordsmanship style that she had never seen before.

The long sword in her hand was pointed diagonally forward, seemingly moving slowly but quickly into a somewhat strange posture.

When Ryan's [Crown Dragon-Slaying Sword] fell on her, Ryan seemed to hear a crisp "ding" sound. Then, his sword went directly through the girl's translucent body and landed on her. on the ground.

"Boom!"

The earth cracked and sank, and a terrifying pit appeared.

In the smoke and dust, a ray of blue light cut through the layers of smoke and stayed next to Ryan's neck, less than half a centimeter away from his skin.

This situation is like a replay of the previous battle between Ryan and Hurricane Swordsman Field on Sword Stage No. 6.

The only difference is that the roles of the winning and losing sides have been reversed.

The long sword was retracted and sheathed with a clang. Noelle had a sly smile on his face: "Hey, Mr. Lane, is my swordsmanship okay?"

"The Azure Swordsmanship probably didn't disappoint you too much."

Ryan was silent. After a few seconds, he said, "What do you want to do?"

He looked at the girl in front of him, and for a moment, he couldn't understand her purpose.

This girl who calls herself "Noelle" is far superior to him in her swordsmanship and strength.

In the battle just now, the opponent only used his fourth-level spirituality, which was about 30 points, to easily neutralize his full sword and defeat him.

If they want to take his life, the opponent only needs to move the sword forward a few points to easily cut his throat.

And if it can slit the throat, it can also pierce the heart or brain.

The gap between the two sides is too big.

Although Ryan still had some means that he had not resorted to, it could not change the final defeat. At most, it would allow him to persist a little longer.

"What do you want to do?"

Hearing Ryan's words, Noelle blinked: "If I said that I just followed because I was interested, would you believe it?"

Ryan was silent and did not answer.

"Well... I have it!"

Suddenly, the girl's eyes lit up, she looked at Ryan, and said with interest:

"How about I teach you swordsmanship?"

"I'm very curious about what it will look like when you use your 'one-handed long sword' with Azure Sword Technique, haha."

(End of this chapter)