King's Landing

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The wooden knife in his hand was cut into two pieces. This was already the fifth one. Ye Jian used his light to take a glance at the two more fragile wooden knives and bamboo swords that were left over there.

Qiandong's offensive can be summarized in three sentences: cut like thunder, thorn like a gust of wind, and attack like a waterfall.

There is no genre in her kendo. It is simple and unpretentious, without the slightest extra moves. Each blow looks like a basic split, but the pressure on Ye Jian is far from comparable to the previous ones. Say one heaven and one earth.

Do not stick to the moves, all attacks are played in response.

Relying on the experience accumulated in countless battles, relying on the dynamic vision that is sharper than the eagle falcon.

The duel with Qiandong was not an ordinary fancy kendo game at all, but would remind people of duels and fights on the battlefield.

If Qi is to integrate violence into kendo, then Qiandong is to integrate kendo into killing skills.

This is Qiandong's kendo.

"You are really here! Sister Qiandong! Do you really want to kill me?"

"Take out your true strength, if you only have this level, no one can blame others for dying here."

With a cold tone, Qian Dong made a straight stabbing, but after being avoided by Ye Jian, he slashed backhand again.

The sharp tip of the knife cut Ye Jian's uniform away, but this was far from over. Turning the blade, Qian Dong raised his arms.

The silver-white Taito was like a poisonous snake, biting towards Ye Jian's throat.

"This is the Qiandong sister you forced me!"

Being forced to this level, Ye Jian also had to get serious.

The half-cut wooden sword in his hand swept quickly, but one second before the wooden sword hit the Taito, Qiandong turned the blade again, and the sharp blade collided with the wooden sword.

The price of fending off the sword was to cut off the blade of the wooden sword again.

"It's Sister Qiandong! In that case, I should show some real skills today!"

Stepping back and picking up the last half-remnant wooden knife, Ye Jian closed the knife and stood up, posing.

Seeing this scene, the retaliatory glee on the side immediately froze, and a panic appeared.

"This, this is--"

However, before he had time to speak, Qian Dong had already issued a knife again.

"Drawing a sword!"

Profound meaning-Qianhua falling cherry blossoms!

"Be careful!"

Qi's exclamation fell, Ye Jian and Qian Dong had already passed by.

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In response, Qiandong's kendo suit shattered.

It's just that, unlike what Qi had envisioned, Qiandong's Taoist suit was only broken more than half, not all of it.

Although large areas of whiteness were exposed through the shattered robes, even the black lace and silk bras were clearly displayed in the air.

But unlike the complete burst of the previous Qi, Ye Jian's profound meaning was actually blocked.

And most importantly, Qiandong's Taito did not break.

On the other hand, on Ye Jian's side, the wooden knife in his hand had broken into several pieces and fell to the ground, and the tips of his hair had also been cut off. This was the result of Qian Dong's immediate counterattack.

"Did you use this trick to humiliate Shinano? If you practice drawing swords to this level, she is indeed not your opponent."

Qian Dong, who turned around, ignored the exposure of his body, her deep Danfeng eyes stared at Ye Jian quietly.

"However, it's still too tender. You who have lost your weapon will have only one result in this state."

A little underfoot, shaking the black-haired Qian Dong, holding knives in both hands, he quickly shot at Ye Jian.

Her eyes are like the sharpest point of a knife, and her body is like the strongest blade. With this cut, even Ixia and Qi who are watching can feel the extremely sharp aura, and at the same time their faces have become pale.

Sister Qian Dong is really going to kill him?

"Drawing a sword technique-instant flash!"

A clear voice echoed throughout the dojo, and Ye Jian and Qian Dong staggered again in a moment of confrontation.

The black hair tied up with a ribbon is scattered like a waterfall.

Not only that, the Taito in Qiandong's hand, in a few seconds, unexpectedly broke in two with a'pop'.

At this moment, both Qi and Yi Xia couldn't help being sluggish.

The scene just now happened so quickly that they didn't even see what the two of them did at the moment they crossed.

When he came back to his senses, Qiandong's ribbon and the sword were broken one after another, and Ye Jian also had a bamboo sword in his hand.

That was what Qi could prepare, the most broken of all training swords, and the one that was not cut off at the end.

But when he was in the corner just now, why did he suddenly appear in his hand?

Moreover, with such a broken bamboo sword, how could it be possible to cut off the sword forged by superalloy?

"Ahhh, what a pity, it's Sister Qian Dong, it's impossible to win you."

Ye Jian shook the disconnected bamboo sword with regret, and said with a dry smile.

"Fortunately, Sister Qiandong didn't use her full strength, otherwise I would really have to explain here today."

Ignoring Ye Jian's nonsense, Qian Dong picked up the broken sword on the ground, and then ordered Yixia and Qi, who hadn't recovered.

"You two go back first. Also, what happened today has never happened."

"what?"

"Want me to say it a second time?"

The sharp eyes made the two women shook their heads again and again, then nodded.

Angry Qian Dong, that was super scary.

"Then, Yejiang, let's go first..."

"Ok."

Ye Jian smiled and waved to Yi Xia.

"Huh! What's so good about it, but it's the Weaving Teacher who gave in and laughed so disgustingly!"

With an unhappy and resentful face, he deliberately increased the volume and muttered to himself as he walked.

"Oh, that's right. Shinozhizhi, don't forget what you said yourself, and remember to come back to practice after school tomorrow."

Hearing these words, the Qi who walked to the door staggered and almost went back to fight Ye Jian desperately, but in the end Yi Xia stopped.

"You didn't use all your strength just now, did you?"

When the two women left, Qian Dong stared at Ye Jian with a complicated expression.

"Sister Qiandong isn't it."

"What's the matter with that bamboo sword?"

"China's Tibetan swordsmanship."

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Qian Dong turned and walked towards the locker room.

"I will look for you later when my hands are itchy, and wait five minutes for me to go back and cook."