Now.

As Yamashita Jiro loosened the belt around his waist that bound the hilt of the sword.

He raised his left hand slightly and moved his sheath slightly.

Swish!!

When Yamashita Jiro pushed the sword, just a trace of sword light and cold light poured out a large amount of sword intent.

The previous unsheath was fashionable and calm, without a trace of murderous catharsis.

After the set of front postures that can be drawn and slashed is placed, there is only a slight flick of the fingers, and the terrifying winter sword intent from the famous sword blowing snow has been poured into the entire venue.

"That's what the sword means. "

"After the second turn of the swordsman, he basically cultivated to the home and had the rudiments of sword intent, and after the third turn, the sword momentum was completely transformed into sword intent. "

"The difference in attributes varies from person to person. "

"Since Yamashita Jiro is a protégé of the Winter Sword Pavilion, he naturally has the meaning of a frost-attribute sword. "

And the Winter Sword Pavilion was built in an extremely cold environment.

The training environment is demanding.

"I've heard that this Yamashita Jiro is extraordinary. "

"A genius who has accumulated steadily, has been silent for several years, and once became famous!"

Some on the sidelines agreed.

Especially the two disciples of the gate valve who are also from the Sakura Country, they have to admit that this Fusang Hanmen disciple is indeed a bit of a doorway.

"Maybe he has a chance to ......."

Looking at the figure in the field who had already drawn his sword and gathered momentum, one person sighed secretly.

Yamashita Jiro 31 can be called a person who has accumulated a lot of money.

While his peers were busy turning, he was training to draw his knife.

While his peers were busy upgrading their roots and enjoying college life, he was training to draw a knife.

When the pride of the sky of the same age had been successfully promoted to the second turn and made a name for himself, he was still training to draw a knife.

Four years of college are like passing clouds, and they are fleeting.

He doesn't participate in any clubs, has no communication, has no competition, and has no reputation in the battlefield assessment.

One year after graduation......

Equally nameless.

Class reunions, battlefields, and research clubs are all without him.

He went home to practice his sword.

I haven't been out for half a year.

But it's such a young man from Sakura Country who comes from a mediocre background and will only blindly train to draw a sword and slash like a demon, and finally after drawing a sword 100 million times, he has successfully opened up his own kendo.

It is reported that ......

The momentum brewed after drawing the sword 100 million times even alarmed a Winter Sword Saint who visited the next city.

Since then.

There is one more protégé in the Winter Sword Pavilion.

In less than a month, a number of sword halls were successfully kicked by the other party.

In the same year as him, a solo contestant who represented Waseda University in Sakura Country in the global university competition was killed in an instant by one of his moves.

Soon......

With 30 consecutive games in two months, the name of Jiro Yamashita spread throughout Sakura Country.

After being ordered to do things for his Sword Master to Chaser Star Island, his footprints also came to this last fortress of mankind.

In this super-large island full of elites and talents, Yamashita Jiro also won two consecutive battles.

Now.

This is his third challenge.

Just right.

This is also Yunchen's third battle.

When the formless sword intent was rising, it faintly distorted the surrounding void.

Some people also experience a dull pain in their skin.

Many of the staff at the National Pavilion have been sheltered.

I have to say.

Just looking at the action of this Fusang man drawing his sword and gathering momentum, it is indeed very bluffing, and his personal bearing and fighting temperament are much stronger than before.

"I can't see ......"

Due to the characteristics of the Bitter Winter Sword Intent, the surrounding field was gradually covered by a layer of ice blue and pale white frost.

It's hard for the mighty fighting pros.

"What are the odds?"

Seeing that there was a discussion on the sidelines and asking each other, it made some big consultants rise in the hearts of the staff of the National Pavilion.

The referee has counted down.

According to them, the outcome of the duel will be decided in an instant.

Inexplicably, many people's hearts seem to be squeezed in their throats.

It was not only because of the high momentum of the sword intent, but also because they didn't want Yunchen to lose, anyway, in the next second or two, they all looked very nervous.

Some even closed their eyes, not only unwilling to be stung by the sword, but also to calm their suppressed emotions.

"It's coming. "

Someone reminded in the distance.

The three-second countdown ended with the words of the interim referee.

The next second.

The sword intent that was already raising its head in the field rose to its peak, and when it was instantly condensed to the extreme, the surrounding heaven and earth were immediately filled with terrifying frost sword intent.

It was as if every area of air and every airflow was filled with an ice sword that was extremely cold.

Time.

Many onlookers on the sidelines only felt that even breathing was inexplicably painful.

And the sight in front of him was inexplicably chaotic in the next moment.

A froststorm covered everything.

If you don't use the means of penetrating the field of vision, the eyes of the combat professional can't even penetrate this dense sword light.

"This person's sword intent is so terrifying, it's almost touching the sword master's intent!!"

"No! just for a moment!"

But this short moment is enough to kill you.

This is the time.

Many people have already understood at this moment that this sword slash that is ready to be launched to the extreme is already terrifying to such an extent.

No wonder the other party dares to decide the winner in an instant!!

Perhaps it was the frost sword intent that delayed time, and everyone only felt that the flow of time was inexplicably disturbed psychologically, and even objectively in fact.

This moment.

That is, eternity!

That is the ultimate meaning of the Frost Sword Intent!

The ultimate mastery of Yamada's old sword master!

Yamashita Jiro had already touched a threshold. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Qiang!!

With a snap of his fingers, the sound of a formal sheath suddenly sounded.

It sounded like a dragon's groan.

Under the elongation of the strange and unpredictable flow of time, the sound of the unsheathed dragon roar was affected by the surrounding sword intent storm, and the sound that reached everyone's ears was already as terrifying and intimidating as the cry of a god and ghost, and it hit the head and concussed the sea of consciousness.

This time......

Not to mention that the line of sight is disturbed.

Many people on the sidelines only felt that even the sea of spiritual consciousness trembled.

"It's so strong!!"

It's no wonder that the brilliant Yazaki-kun was defeated in an instant.

It is no wonder that the opponent's sword drawing after 100 million times has attracted the favor of Yamada's old sword saint, and he is directly accepted as the chief disciple of the closed door.

This instantaneous sword drawing turned out to be so invincible.

A child of the Sakura Country family who was watching sighed secretly.

You're going to win......

Although very upset with each other.

can also represent the people of the Sakura Country, and it is also a great joy to win this future powerhouse of the Xuanlong Country......

This thought flashed through me.

The momentum of drawing the sword and slashing has poured out.

Jiro Yamashita completely drew his sword.

He blurred all the moves, but he suddenly held the hilt of the sword in his backhand, and then executed the figure in the distance with an even more unexpected downward stroke.

Down-flirting ......

One of the seven forms of juhe.

It is also the most aggressive and risky sword among the seven styles.

The starting style even gave up the frontal defense at the beginning, and the middle door was wide open, allowing the enemy to attack wantonly.

Compared with Yunchen's decent upright hand, Yamashita Jiro is undoubtedly very aggressive.

Under the huge risk, the benefits are naturally even more considerable.

Once the sword move is hit from the bottom to the top, it is really disemboweling.

The competition between the two sides of the duel is the speed of the shot.

"Sure to win!"

"The opponent's agility speed is 210 degrees, and it is impossible to keep up with ......"

At the thought of this, the man from the Sakura Country clenched his fists.

And when this thought flashed through me.

In the middle of the field hidden in the storm of frost sword intent, multiple intertwined sword rays suddenly flickered brightly and darkly.

Fleeting.

Gradually, everything calmed down.

It's over.

"It's over?"

The time that had been slightly disturbed and delayed in the surrounding area has been restored.

Many people on the sidelines have already noticed this.

"Yamashita-kun won?"

"Hmmm......"

"Wait, no!!"

Looking at this previous momentum, everyone felt that when the sword was drawn and the momentum was at the top, it would definitely be Jiro Yamashita who would win the battle.

But now.

When everything calmed down, the storm of sword intent suddenly collapsed and dissipated.

The figure of the big sword hero who also appeared on the left side of the field in the last second, and in the next second, he inexplicably appeared behind Yun Chen.

Even the staff of the National Pavilion, who had no combat experience, had already made up the scene where the two of them raised their swords head-on just now and passed by.

"This ......."

"Who's going to win and who's going to lose?"

The staff could not see the results.

But......

Won?!

Looking at Teacher An Xi who was smiling, Ambassador Yan's heart, which was still being lifted tightly, had been relieved.

Under the almost disgraced looks of the crowd, the tall figure that had never moved a step from beginning to end slowly returned to the sword into its sheath, and withdrew the long sword that gradually converged on the red sword.

When the blade of the sword is completely unsheathed.

Burst!!

Behind him came the sound of falling to the ground.

Yamashita Jiro's figure fell with a bang.

A pool of blood quickly soaked the ground around his body.

PS: Happy New Year's Day, everyone!

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