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Chapter 63 Innocent

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"When is she..."

On the big elm tree in the distance, before everyone could react, only Zhao Guang asked this question in a daze.

Maybe he is the only one who can ask this sentence.

The figure of the girl who was waving her sword alone but kept falling clumsyly in the middle of the dense forest at night appeared in front of Zhao Guang.

To him, the figure of this woman wielding a sword is not unfamiliar with it. Perhaps he is the only two people in the world who have seen this woman practice sword for the first time.

But because of this, Zhao Guang could not associate the figure of the long sword in front of him with the figure of the late night in the dense forest.

From that night to now, it has only been more than ten days at most. Zhao Guang couldn't believe his eyes. Why did this girl look like a different person in these ten days?

"She is still her." However, at this moment, a faint voice from a man came from Zhao Guang.

"Second brother?" Zhao Guang suddenly looked sideways, looking at the cold mask that could not see his emotions, and was speechless inside.

He always suspected that his second brother could read minds, but at this time he had no time to pursue this.

"How is this the same?" Zhao Guang stared at Li Ji, "Is her skill much different from that in the woods?"

"It's true," Li Ji looked at him lightly, "but from the beginning she's done that."

Looking at Zhao Guang's confused look, Li Ji had no choice but to explain, "Her sword posture has not changed, it is still chaotic, and there is no structure, just like at the beginning."

Zhao Guang looked closely and seemed to understand something.

If there is anything like the same as before, it is the way the girl in front of me still looks like she is, like she did before, as if she was a child wielding a wooden sword.

But the difference is that the speed of her sword swing is no longer the same.

"Actually, she wanted to wave this way in the woods, but she seemed to be unable to control her body." Li Ji said quietly with a slightly deeper look.

He saw differently from what Zhao Guang saw, he saw the same sword force.

What really changed was her physical ability to control the sword, but not her mental strength.

In other words, the woman knew where to swing the sword from the first time she practiced in the forest, but her body couldn't reach the direction she wanted to swing.

But now, she can do it.

Be able to accurately judge murderous aura and get your sword to that place.

And no one knows how many swords she spent, how many times she practiced, and how much price she paid in order to do all this.

"Someone once told me," Li Ji said quietly, and Zhao Guang understood that it was Li Ji's "she" who once said again.

"There is a memory called muscle memory." Li Ji looked at the slender figure of the girl on the platform and said softly, "There are some things that even if you don't remember anything, the hand holding the sword will remember."

"Muscle Memory..."

"But..." Zhao Guang spoke in shock, looking at Ye Siyuan's sword technique that seemed so exquisite to him. If he was in it, he would only feel surrounded by hundreds of swords, how could he still tell where the sword came from?

"The murderous aura is probably as natural as air to her," Li Ji said lightly.

Zhao Guang opened his eyes wide in shock, but only heard his brother say with no expression on his face, "And her opponent doesn't know how to hide murderous aura at all."

To put it bluntly, I don’t have good skills.

Seeing Ye Siyuan taking action faster and faster on the platform, many disciples from the Fire Court cheered and stamped their feet, but Mr. Haoran's face in the crowd became worse and worse.

"You apprentice, you can only play the wind game," at this time, a sound of owing to him came from beside him. Mr. Zhenshan looked at the old guy with a smile and said, "You can't withstand pressure, you can't fight against the wind game,"

Haven't you ever fought?"

Mr. Haoran did not hear anything, but Chen Zichu understood.

Ye Siyuan is indeed a young strong man, but because of his family background and asxs, he is accustomed to suppressing his opponents on the battlefield and returns home in a desperate situation.

"It's the third move!" Zhao Guang shouted in surprise on the tree. This woman succeeded in the third move!

If the woman takes this move, she will really achieve the students who pass the third move in the second round without passing the first round of perception!

But the next moment, Ye Siyuan's accelerated sword suddenly cut through Ying Baoyue's arm on the side.

"Bright moon!"

Blood splattered, but the girl's face had not changed at all.

"It's not a must, but just now..." Zhao Guang spoke in shock, but the next moment he heard Li Ji beside him suddenly speak.

"She has injuries."

"Is there any injury?" Zhao Guang looked at the girl who was still swinging his sword at extremely fast speed. He didn't understand at all and didn't notice it.

And the injury that can be called by his second brother is generally unwilling to be an ordinary injury.

"She has a wound on her shoulder

"Hmm? Brother, how did you see it?

I'm not your elder brother.

"What is the sword to her?"

But now that his realm is limited, he has entered a meticulous and meticulous close situation where he is dealt with by chance. For a young man like Ye Siyuan, he is unprecedentedly frustrated.

After all, even if the fire sword can be used at level nine, the flame will not have absolute lethality. Ye Siyuan's sword is far from reaching the highest realm, and its power is completely out of reach under the limit of the realm.

Although he would scratch the woman opposite from time to time, Ye Siyuan, who had not made any actual progress, became more and more impatient, and his attack intention was simply naked and straightforward.

Looking at the woman who was so weak in front of him, but with inexplicable means blocking his exquisite sword technique, Ye Siyuan felt an evil fire burning in his heart.

This is not his real strength.

He could clearly step this woman into the dust with one kick, but why did he struggle so hard at this time?

Why?

He was obviously a young genius of level 6, but at this time he was going to foolishly reduce his value and fight with this witch sword?

Just like two young children fighting each other in a close force, how can they use a knives to kill a chicken?

Ye Siyuan suddenly figured it out. He touched the hard object in his sleeves, looked at the girl who was overestimating his abilities on the opposite side, and suddenly grinned and wanted to laugh.

With a mantis arm in a car, maybe this man is still proclaiming himself proud.

Everything just now was just him who asked her.

"It's time to end the trick," Ye Siyuan suddenly spoke in the storm of the sword.

The next moment, his hand changed, and the flames on the sword edge became brighter again!

"It's the third move!" Zhao Guang shouted in surprise on the tree. This woman succeeded in the third move!

If the woman takes this move, she will really achieve the students who pass the third move in the second round without passing the first round of perception!

But the next moment, Ye Siyuan's accelerated sword suddenly cut through Ying Baoyue's arm on the side.

"Bright moon!"

Blood splattered, but the girl's face had not changed at all.

"It's not a must, but just now..." Zhao Guang spoke in shock, but the next moment he heard Li Ji beside him suddenly speak.

"She has injuries."

"Is there any injury?" Zhao Guang looked at the girl who was still swinging his sword at extremely fast speed. He didn't understand at all and didn't notice it.

And the injury that can be called by his second brother is generally unwilling to be an ordinary injury.

"She has a wound on her shoulder

"Hmm? Brother, how did you see it?

I'm not your elder brother.
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