Chapter 113 Jason-style perception and perseverance ~ ask for a monthly ticket~)
Has it been discovered?
Jason frowned, but he immediately chuckled: "Old General Annuo, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand."
"Hey, careful little guy."
"Gerrard and I are very familiar."
"Although you are very similar, your temperaments are still slightly different."
The old general chuckled, paused, and continued: "What's more... Gerald is good at swordsmanship, and the muscles on his back are more slender. You should be good at knife skills such as chopping, and your muscles are more muscular.
Qiu knot."
What are the different muscles caused by swordsmanship and swordsmanship?
Jason was stunned.
This was a question he had never thought about.
In other words, I am not suitable for swordsmanship because my muscles are different.
It seemed that he was aware of Jason's thoughts.
The old general patted Jason hard on the back.
"Don't think about so many useless things!"
"Whether it's swordsmanship or swordsmanship, they are all killing skills!"
"There is no difference in killing skills, there is only one thing: kill the enemy!"
After the old general finished speaking, he released Jason's hands and took a step back. Still with a smile on his face, he said word by word: "Remember! When you draw the sword... go forward without hesitation!"
After saying that, the old general walked towards Little Lid.
"Old General..."
Snap!
Just as the valet was about to say hello, the old general gave him a gentle tap on the back of his head.
However, it is very crisp.
The valet looked at the old general blankly.
The old general laughed and walked into the room.
"Hurry back to Hans Harbor."
"You are still needed there."
The old general's voice came from the room.
One hundred harbor guards accompanied him.
Jason and Little Lid set out on their way back to Hans Harbor.
"General Anno found out?"
In the carriage, Little Lid exclaimed.
The valet's voice was full of disbelief.
For Xiao Li De, it is not unacceptable to be discovered by someone close to him.
However, in his mind, the person who discovered it should be someone like Chief of Staff Sidlin.
It shouldn't be Old General Annuo.
It's not that I have any contempt for the veteran general.
It's just that the old general's usual behavior doesn't really look like a careful person.
"How great is wisdom but foolishness?"
"The intuition of a rough man?"
Little Lid thought blankly.
After Jason made his statement to Little Leed, he stopped paying attention to this.
Such a discovery is not a flaw.
Because the old general is one of our own.
Moreover, Jason was still thinking about what the old general said.
'When you draw the sword... move forward inexorably!'
He felt that what the old general said made sense.
Because every time he draws his sword, no matter who the enemy is in front of him, he doesn't think about anything and just cuts it down with one strike.
If you can't kill him with one blow, just hit him again.
Then, continue to chop.
There is always a knife that works.
No need for defense.
No need to block.
All it takes is one chop.
Jason thought, and a very simple but always forgotten truth came to mind involuntarily -
Be faster than the enemy.
Be more ruthless than your enemy.
More powerful than the enemy.
If you don't have any of these!
Then...
Stronger than the enemy!
At worst, change it!
perish together!
Either you die or I die.
And I am immortal...
Therefore, the enemy must be defeated!
Thinking of this, Jason seemed to open up his heart.
What skills.
What swordsmanship.
What kind of sword skills?
Forget everything.
I just need to remember:
I, Jason, am immortal.
A faint breath began to gather on Jason.
That was an indomitable momentum.
That is the aura of fearlessness of life and death.
The two are mixed together.
Gradually it becomes...
Sharp!
Like an unsheathed knife.
Such a sharp feeling stung Little Lid.
The valet looked at Jason subconsciously, and thought the Viscount saw a tall figure waving a broad-bladed short-handled machete, and felt that his eyes were filled with blood.
Instinctively I closed my eyes.
Then, open it again.
Jason is still Jason.
Sitting there motionless.
That sharp feeling also disappeared.
It seems like everything just now was an illusion.
However, the valet doesn't think so.
"What did you just get?"
Little Leed asked.
"Um."
"The old general's advice is very effective."
Jason nodded without concealment.
"Then do you still need the records of swordsmanship skills mentioned before?"
Little Lid asked.
After breaking through the current stage, the pursuit of the next stage has already changed, and some things that should be applicable will no longer be applicable.
"certainly!"
"I want to prove a point!"
Jason was very vocal.
I broke through the knot in my heart!
I am now...
He must be very good at swordsmanship skills!
Jason thought with great confidence.
This kind of confidence lasted until the next morning, when Jason returned to Hans Harbor, No. 111 Deren Street.
No. 111 Deren Street, fifth floor.
Denise held a bowl of snacks happily and watched Jason practice his sword.
That's right, it's sword training.
In the eyes of the dead girl, every slash struck by Jason was powerful and heavy, as fast as lightning, and breathtaking.
"It's amazing."
"Jason, your sword skills have become stronger."
Denise is someone who doesn't hide herself.
It complimented him very simply.
Jason's movements froze.
Sword skills...
I practice swordsmanship!
In the "Yanbao" inheritance, the swordsmanship is famous for its lightness and speed.
The skill of being able to stab with one sword is as good as three or four swords.
Snap!
Jason walked gently in front of Denise, raised his hand, and patted Denise on the forehead.
Denise tilted her head back, grinning.
Then, Denise stared at Jason fiercely.
It didn't know why Jason hit it.
"Lunch is here."
"Eat meat and bones?"
Jason asked.
"good!"
Denise raised her hands in the air and cheered.
Ever since Jason and others left temporarily, he has been eating alone, which is really lonely.
Now Jason is back.
It is finally no longer lonely.
It needs to be eaten twice.
Without leaving the fifth floor, Jason asked the cook to bring the table.
The fat lady walked in easily, carrying a solid wood table weighing hundreds of kilograms in one hand. Following Jason's instructions, she set the table and placed two pots of meat and bones on the table.
This is all Denise's.
One serving per pot.
The two sides are naturally two pots.
"Sir, what do you want to eat?"
“Are they still those specialty foods?”
"Those prepared for Lord Jason."
"Don't worry, no one will know."
The fat aunt looked at Jason with a smile.
The fat aunt who smiled was very kind, but Jason glanced at the fat aunt silently.
Is my acting so bad?
Will someone close to you find out?
Looking at Jason, the fat aunt laughed and lowered her voice:
"Sir Gerald is good at creating techniques and making up for the secrets."
"But he will never use a sword to perform swordsmanship."
"Although there are people who use swords to perform swordsmanship, they are light swords. It is really difficult to use a heavy sword like yours with a wide blade and thick back, similar to a hatchet."
"You need a sword!"
"However, given your figure, I suggest you continue to use this heavy knife, if you want to change weapons..."
"How about mace?"
"No."
"I'm just trying a little bit."
Jason rejected the fat aunt's kindness.
While the fat aunt was preparing lunch for him, Jason walked to the side room.
This is where Gerald rests.
Importantly, there are swords hanging on the walls.
Jason took it off gently.
The back muscles drive the shoulders, using the shoulders as the conductor, pouring power into the arms, using the wrist as the axis, and stabbing out quickly.
I silently recited the trick I just saw.
Jason raised his sword and struck.
However,
It went overhead in one fell swoop.
Then, chop it down hard.
Woo!
The sound of whistling through the air persisted in the room for a long time.
Jason stood there blankly for two seconds.
Then, he silently hung the sword back on the wall.
I must have missed a meal, had low blood sugar, and mixed up the technique.
Jason thought this way.
It's not self-comfort.
But, fact.
He continued to tell himself, and then quickly returned to the dining table, quietly waiting for his lunch.
At this moment, the son of the Grand Duke of Yanbao paid a sudden visit.
