Extraordinary perception ability, while helping Nolan adapt to the world faster, is not without its disadvantages.

What he saw, or felt, was much more than ordinary people.

Like the sword at the side of my eyes,

If you were an ordinary person, you would at most feel that the air has become colder and your body will feel a little uncomfortable.

But Nuolan's words can leave the thoughts surrounding the blade and present them visually in a way that is close to reality.

Quite exciting.

Waves of invisible evil energy surged in like a tidal wave, making Nuolan couldn't help but take half a step back.

The survival instinct from his body made him subconsciously want to leave the room.

"Da, da."

As if he noticed the changes in Nuo Lan, he tapped his fingertips on the table.

Immediately, like a well-behaved cat that had been reprimanded by the director, the originally violent and violent sword suddenly became silent.

The foul smell disappeared, the resentful spirits subsided, and even the cold air faintly drifted in the air.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just Nolan's hallucination.

Wiping the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead, he looked slightly stiff.

Nolan is certain that if ordinary people stay close to this vicious blade for too long, they will definitely be subtly affected, control their minds, and become cruel evil spirits with a murderous bent.

Right now, I was just standing in front of the fierce sword that had not yet been unsheathed, and I was so shocked by its fierce aura that I was speechless.

He couldn't imagine what a terrifying experience it would be to face a swordsman holding a vicious blade like an opponent and commit septorrhea.

Of course, considering his current strength, this is not an issue worthy of his in-depth discussion.

Instead of thinking about this, he might as well think about what to eat tomorrow morning.

"It's really troublesome." Kabutiri stood up slowly, and lifted the long knife with his skinny arms like tree branches. His face was full of boredom. "If I had known, there wouldn't be any half-month training. After so many years, a person who can see

There are no seedlings."

Yusuke lowered his head and stood respectfully to one side without saying a word.

"Hey, boy over there." Fusukiri glanced at Nuolan, his eyes full of coldness. "Watch it, I'll only demonstrate it once."

Nuolan was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and maximized his perception.

Vision, intelligence, and hearing work together, and the learning mode for observation is instantly activated.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Fukuhara took three faint steps forward,

The footsteps were dull but extremely loud, as if they were stepping on some invisible node.

His originally stooped and thin body seemed to have suddenly become a little shorter.

What follows is its strong sense of presence soaring at an exaggerated speed.

With a height of only 1.6 meters, he became the center of the entire dojo, as if even the surrounding space was being pulled along.

The skinny fingers gently grasped the handle of the knife, and a frightening sharp light suddenly burst out from his tired eyes with a hint of twilight.

Buzz——

The turbulent sky flames that belong only to the strong burst into flames, and the air faintly trembled.

Although the huge disparity in strength made Nuolan's body tremble unconsciously.

But he still forced himself to open his eyes wide and not miss any detail.

High concentration!

"hiss--"

In the dark, there seemed to be the roar of some kind of sinister beast ringing in his ears.

That's a venomous snake.

An illusory, ink-black poisonous snake wrapped around Kakeru's body.

A dark light reflected in his cold vertical pupils, and his cold eyes glanced back and forth over his body.

Cruel, vicious, vicious...

An indescribable cold feeling emerged from Nuolan's heart.

"Uh-huh!!!"

In the spacious and warm dojo, a touch of silvery white horse training disappeared fleetingly.

Like a meteor streaking across the night sky,

The dazzling sword light instantly filled Nolan's sight.

It was the purest sharp light born from the perfect combination of strength and skill.

bursts of air,

The violent sword energy in a straight line slashed through the air, leaving a trail of pale white traces that extended to the end of the room.

The control ability is exquisite,

The powerful slash left not even the faintest scratch on the floor.

The sharp sword energy also dissipated invisible using some unknown technique.

"bite."

Slowly sheathing the sword, the sword collided lightly with the scabbard, making a crisp sound.

Only then did Nuolan dare to lower her eyes and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

undoubtedly,

The sword performed by abdominal dissection just now has transcended the ordinary category and entered the extraordinary realm.

He couldn't describe the feeling that filled his heart at this moment.

Although I had already expected it, I was really surprised when the ancient old man in front of me used an iron sword to create a "special effect".

Nolan could not help but be shocked by it.

Unlike Saitama's simplicity, which cannot be replicated,

The kendo demonstrated by belly-cutting is what I am actually learning.

Although his swordsmanship level is extraordinary, it is something he has a real chance to achieve.

At this moment, Nuolan became more determined towards the extraordinary power itself.

Kaposiri carried his sword, walked back to the low table and sat down cross-legged.

The look of exhaustion on his face was even more intense.

He didn't say anything, he just took a sip of tea and waved to the two of them.

"Thank you, master!"

Yusuke's loud voice sounded from his side,

Nuo Lan came back to her senses, and quickly followed the other person's appearance, bent down and thanked:

"Thank you, host!"

…

On the way back to the elevator, Nuo Lan leaned on the handrail and stared blankly ahead.

He was thinking about the scene just now.

In the final analysis, neither Yusuke nor Kapukuiri paid too much attention to the reward for first place in Yueban Xiaolian.

After all, it is a small sparring competition held once a month, so it is impossible to say how much attention it takes.

The sword strike in the belly-cutting dojo actually has no teaching meaning at all, it is just perfunctory.

Even if he doesn't use all his strength, his posture specifications are not something ordinary people can learn at a glance.

If it were any other student in the class, faced with the exaggerated speed of abdominal dissection that is almost impossible to detect with the naked eye,

I'm afraid I just listened to it, was shocked, and learned nothing at all.

But the one who came here today was Nuo Lan, who had the power of perception.

He was so focused when removing the knife for abdominal incision that he had already completely recorded the action of abdominal dissection into his brain like a computer.

Maybe now he can't perfectly reproduce the opponent's movements.

But after practicing thousands or tens of thousands of times, no matter how bad it is, 30% or 40% of the power should still be achieved.

In your mind, cut the entire set of abdominal dissection actions into hundreds of fragments.

Do it exactly the same way yourself, making sure that every movement of your body is consistent with that of your opponent.

So down,
Chapter completed!