House Witch

   Accompanied by the seismic waves that could be clearly felt throughout Dongying Island, this unequal duel came to an end.

  Besides guarding the pavilion that day, all the witches were stunned at the tall and majestic dragon king who looked like a god. Most of them have not recovered from the shock.

no? What about the earth-shattering battle we are looking forward to? How did this end? Is that really Minamoto Raimitsu, the number one samurai in Japan? really? Isn't this too weak?

  One question mark after another popped up in everyone's mind.

   Minamoto Laiguang, as the number one warrior in Japan, her name, the shadow of a tree, her strength is well known to the local people in Japan.

This Onimusha is not a swindler with a vain name. Her name is based on countless brilliant achievements. What this Onimusha used to like most was to challenge the strong everywhere, and then sign life and death certificates with each other to gamble. A duel for life.

  Her murderous aura was not about massacring the weak, but for winning by quantity. In fact, none of the weak people died at her hands, and almost all of them were once famous warriors.

   It is precisely because of this that Minamoto Yorimitsu, who has been engaged in a life-and-death battle but survived until the end, won the title of the number one warrior of Dongying Island.

  Many Japanese witches present have watched Minamoto Raimiko's battles in the past, and their swordsmanship and strength are recognized by everyone as strong.

  But the battle just now made everyone blind.

  They only saw Minamoto Raimitsu rushing forward, and Minamoto Raimitsu made a blow, which was blocked by the demolition team drawing their swords, and the handsome-looking Dragon King raised his sword and stabbed, and Onimusha shot gg.

   Well, everything is that simple, the whole process seems to add up to less than a second, and the battle is over.

   This is a real instant kill.

  Therefore, many melon-eating witches who were watching nearby were a little confused.

   "Hey, hey, did Minamoto Raimitsu let go of the water just now? This doesn't match her usual behavior."

   "No way, use life to release water?"

   "But the guy from the demolition team was really slow in drawing his sword just now. I feel like I can dodge it, but Minamoto Raimitsu, the number one samurai, can't dodge it?"

   "Then hurry up, you will be the number one samurai in Japan after you really become one."

   "Forget it, this name looks unlucky, I disdain it."

   People talking about Eat Melon Road.

  Even in the security bureau, Konoe Marin was a little puzzled.

   "Sister, that sword was so slow just now, why didn't Master Minamoto Raimitsu hide?"

  The little policewoman also didn't understand, she couldn't help but look at her sister beside her.

  However, as soon as she turned her head, she saw her sister's face was shocked, and her eyes were even obsessed.

   "No thought, no thought, this is the realm of one sword."

  The director-general muttered to himself in a daze.

  As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the way. Konoe Maki obviously saw more things, and it is precisely because of this that she was even more shocked.

   And her younger sister's ignorant inquiry also woke her up from the shock, and she looked at her stupid younger sister with some indignation.

   "How long has this battle been going on in total?"

   Konoe Maki asked her younger sister like this.

   "Sixteen moments in one instant."

  The little policewoman also said quite accurately.

  One moment is one thought, twenty thoughts are one moment, twenty moments are one snap of the fingers.

   This is the time unit passed down by the immortal that Dongying Island has continued to use. (A moment in reality is about 0.018 seconds. Tsk, it doesn’t feel fast enough, but let’s just use it. Who makes milliseconds, microseconds, and picoseconds sound unreasonable? You just think that the moment in it is running with the idea of ​​​​a fairy Speed ​​is the benchmark.)

   After saying this, Marin Konoe was stunned, and then her delicate little face turned crimson.

  Although she is a flower growing in a greenhouse, she is not a real idiot after all. Now she has realized how stupid the question she just asked was.

  As a Chinese, her swordsmanship has been a compulsory course since she was a child, and her swordsmanship can be considered excellent among her peers, but even today, her swordsmanship is not worthy of being measured in units of instants.

  A mortal's swordsmanship can only be described in seconds, and being able to cut several swords in a second is already the limit of a mortal.

  Witches are extraordinary races, and their bodies are much higher than ordinary people. Even ordinary witches who have never practiced swordsmanship can easily wield more than a dozen swords in one second, easily surpassing the limit of ordinary people.

  But the difficulty of this thing increases geometrically as it goes on. Even a witch who has studied swordsmanship seriously can't easily do dozens or hundreds of swords in a second.

   After all, a witch is not a god, and a witch has a limit. Once she reaches that limit, the difficulty of every small breakthrough may be several times that of the previous one.

  It seems that the gap between the first place and tens of thousands of popular racing games in the late stage may be a small difference of several digits after the decimal point.

  That gap seems to be negligible, but only those who have checked the records know how painful those countless restarts are.

   Moreover, such a pure and simple sword speed is meaningless to a swordsman. After all, this simple speed has no practical value. Swordsmanship emphasizes fast, accurate and ruthless.

  For swordsman masters, the uncontrollable sword is actually an invalid attack, which has no meaning, and is just giving the opponent an opening in vain.

  Of course, there are also sword moves with hundreds of thousands of swords per second, but those are generally advanced swordsmanship, and the learning threshold is extremely high, but the effect is very rubbish.

  If it is a duel with swordsmen of the same level, everyone's moves will actually become unpretentious.

  So, the truly effective sword speed statistics should actually be carried out on the premise that you can still maintain perfect control over the sword, but accurate sword throwing will inevitably slow down your sword speed.

You may swing dozens of swords in a second, but if you take it seriously, there may be only a few swords left in a second, and if you consider the complicated factors in actual combat, in a real battle, you can cut a sword in a second. Both swords are considered powerful.

  One thought is one moment. If swordsmanship enters the moment stage, it means that your sword speed has basically caught up with the speed of thought, which is the legendary unity of heart and sword, from heart to sword.

  So, even for a witch, the sword speed in actual combat can be calculated in units of instants, which is quite powerful. Although it sounds pretty hip, a mortal swordsman can do it.

But you have to consider that the power and difficulty of extraordinary sword skills are not comparable to ordinary sword skills. The physical fitness of witches is stronger than ordinary people, but their sword skills are also much more complicated and profound than ordinary sword skills. The two should be relatively balanced. , everyone's speed is actually about the same.

  If you want the witch to use mortal swordsmanship, then everyone can easily show you a super high-speed sword, but this is really meaningless except for looking good.

   Once the swordsmanship enters the instant state, he is already a swordsman with the unity of heart and sword.

  As for surpassing the momentary state and reaching the speed that the sword is faster than the heart, then

  In the tens of thousands of years of Dongying Island’s history, there is only one person whose swordsmanship has reached this level, and that is the creator of the Ichi no Tachi, the swordsman among the swordsmen of Dongying—Isshin Tsukahara.

  Without thoughts and thoughts, you can go beyond the limit and let the sword be faster than your thoughts. This is also the ultimate state of swords that all swordsmen strive for.

  So, when Konoe Marin recalled the battle just now

  The battle always lasts for 16 seconds, of which Minamoto Raikou is moving for 15 seconds, and the abominable pork chop rice witch only moves at the last moment.

  She is not even a sword, but a sword of the body, and a sword of the **** of war.

so.

   "No thoughts, no thoughts? The pork chop girl turned out to be a great swordsman?"

  The little policewoman's eyes widened in disbelief.

  All sword learners in Dongying Island regard Tsukahara Isshin as a god, and Konoe Marin is no exception.

  Then Pork Chop Girl equals Tsukahara Isshin equals God

  Kami Sama (Lord God) actually loves pork chop rice?

  The little policewoman's brain is a little overloaded, and she is about to shut down.

   "Emmm, you kid can't live with pork chop rice, right? And don't look down on pork chop rice, that's the most proud feature in our bureau. Xiaohui is a disciple of God of Cooking, you're so stupid."

   Konoe Maki was a little speechless, she couldn't bear it anymore and punched this silly **** the head with her fist, and then said so.

   "But sister, why did the big swordsman with the pork chop look so slow when he drew his sword just now?"

  The little policewoman was covered by her sister's iron fist, but she was still very puzzled.

  Master Tsukahara Isshin has been living in seclusion for many years, Konoe Marin naturally has never seen the legendary great swordsman make a sword, but his elder sister is also a swordsman, she has seen her sister practice swords.

   There is one thing to say, her sister's swordsmanship is already so fast that she can hardly see clearly in her eyes. If she is observing her sister's battle, her eyes may not be able to keep up with her sister's speed.

But just now, she saw every detail of the sword that the great pork chop swordsman made. She even felt as if she was watching a slow-motion close-up, but in fact it was very fast. The contradiction of reality made the little policewoman very confused.

   "Probably because of calmness."

  Actually, Mrs. Director didn’t understand very well, but she was too embarrassed to show timidity in front of her younger sister, so she had no choice but to express her guess.

  As a swordsman, her guess still has some reference value.

   "Calm?"

  The little policewoman was even more puzzled.

"Well, you think Lady Dorothy draws her sword slowly, that's because this kind of speed is really just a casual sword for her, and it's not like she is serious about drawing a sword, so the casual and lazy sword is for you. The perception is slow."

   Konoe Maki said so, but seeing her sister half-understood, she thought about it again.

   "Does the tortoise know? In fact, the tortoise can climb super fast, but when it comes to the tortoise, people always subconsciously think that it is very slow."

   "That's it."

  Under the wonderful metaphor of her sister, Marin Konoe suddenly realized, and then she realized something, her beautiful big eyes widened again.

   "Sister, that means, that pork chop swordsman can actually be faster?"

   Ah, isn't two swords in one instant the limit? What is the limit of this guy?

  The little policewoman was a little terrified.

   Then she suffered another iron fist of love from her elder sister.

   "Give me some respect for Lady Dorothy, otherwise you deserve it if someone slashes you with a sword. I can't stop that sword."

   Konoe Maki reprimanded this stupid sister angrily.

   Then, she raised her head and looked at Dorothy over there with complicated eyes.

  Actually, she is also very curious about what the limit of this foreign great swordsman is, and is it really without thoughts? In fact, she has seen Master Tsukahara Isshin's sword before, it doesn't seem so mysterious.

  How should I put it, if swordsmanship is divided into sword skills and sword intent, then Tsukahara Isshin-sama’s Wunian Wuxiang Ichi no Tachi is already the pinnacle of sword skills, and the sword of Dorothy-sama just now.

  Well, that simple sword is really a bit too simple and unpretentious. It feels like it’s just a simple cut.

  But the horror of this sword is not the sword skill, but the sword intent.

  The idea contained in that sword is too pure and too powerful, just like the power of the sun in the sky, brilliant and unstoppable.

  In the concept of swordsmanship, the pursuit of sword skills is low, and the pursuit of sword intent is high, so

  Maybe, maybe, maybe, this Lord Dorothy has a higher level of swordsmanship than Tsukahara Isshin-sama?

  Thinking of this possibility, Mr. Director couldn't help being taken aback.

   This is a bit outrageous.

  But what did Dorothy-sama mean when she asked Minamoto Yorimitsu at the end?

Do you have a dream?

  Does this sword practice have anything to do with dreams?

   Konoe Maki was a little puzzled, but he vaguely grasped the inspiration.

  A deep feeling told her that the answer to this question was very important and related to her own future.

   So, do I have a dream?

  The director asked himself in this way.

   Then she fell silent.

   Of course she has such things as dreams and ideals, but she doesn't dare to think about them casually, and has been looking for reasons to procrastinate, and she didn't dare to really start pursuing them.

  After all, her dream is a bit outrageous, and there are too many things to worry about, so she really dare not act casually.

   "Is this why I can't break through?"

   Konoe Marin sighed inwardly.

   After a long time, she raised her head again, but there seemed to be fire burning in her eyes.

  Master Director looked gratefully at Lady Dorothy's direction, she thought she had understood everything.

  It is not too late to make up for it.

   It's not too late to start chasing your dreams.

In fact, Konoe Maki is not the only one who is asking himself at this time. The huge movement of the martial arts figure just now has attracted the attention of many Japanese powerhouses, so everyone heard Dorothy's last question, and everyone heard it. in reflection.

   As for the answer to this question, some shook their heads and sighed, some dismissed it, and some, like Konoe Maki, had fire in their eyes.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

   On the other side, Dorothy didn't know what other people were imagining. She just looked at the slowly collapsing castle tower in front of her and cheered in her heart.

  Okay, I’m the one who demolished this building, no one can stop it, so let me ask you what you use to block this thousand-meter sword.

  Although the Fairy King was a bit bored because he couldn't enjoy himself to the fullest, the Otaku Witch was very proud.

  What source Laikou?

  It's just a bug blocking her way of demolition, not worth mentioning.

only

   "Ah, why is there a dungeon here?"

  Warrior Faxiang drew his sword out, and Dorothy frowned as she looked at the scenery in the huge sword pit.

  Hiss, things don't seem to be that simple anymore.

  Her inspiration began to forewarn.

  Qi Bao's eyes are sharp

   I obviously asked for leave on May 1st. It is customary to stretch my hips at the beginning of the month, but in order to continue playing tomorrow, I still stayed up late and coded.