Summoner of Miracles

Looking at the blade of light in front of her, she didn't even know her history, or even why it appeared in the broken military academy, the white girl looked at herself with no emotion, and she understood completely.

She's serious...!

That's right.

The girl in front of me is serious.

As long as this young girl sees herself as an enemy, she will kill herself with absolute seriousness, with absolutely no mercy.

If you don't deal well with the enemy in front of you, then dying on the spot is what happens to you.

Understanding this, Yi Hui's hand holding the knife had to sweat.

In the past, Yi Hui has faced all kinds of malice.

In the family, due to poor talent, Yi Hui was completely ignored by the people, considered a non-existent person, and thus isolated.

In the school, due to the relationship between the former president and the Black Iron family, they have also been struggling to make Yihui not only not have the opportunity to compete in the "Seven Star Sword Festival" competition, but even fail to attend the real life course, making Yihui waste a year and finally being studied abroad.

Because of the name "Knight of the Drop", Hui suffered many white eyes, contempt and insults, and has endured all kinds of malice from before until now.

But, like this moment, it was the first time to face a purely murderous intent.

In front of her, the girl neither underestimated nor overlooked Hikaru, but merely treated Hikaru as an enemy, intending to oppose her sword or even slaughter him.

And she did it for a simple reason.

“I am neither a mentor nor an enlightener, but a killer, a saboteur, an aggressor. ”

Atila's voice never changed, as if she were talking about her nature.

“So I don't know how to teach people, let alone what they deserve to learn, but if you want to pursue the power of combat on me, the only thing I can show you is my power. ”

That's what happened.

As the destroyer of civilization, the destroyer of the earth, the aggressor of the world, the traitor of life, Atira has no idea how to teach others, let alone what is worth learning about herself.

So, letting Attila teach Yihui swordsmanship is essentially about Tianfang Night Tan.

Not to mention Atila doesn't know much about swordsmanship.

Her power, it's all natural.

Her swordsmanship, all sharpened on the battlefield.

She only knows how to swing her sword efficiently and let her sword kill her enemies.

As for how to teach others how to learn their swords, Attila is unlikely to know, let alone understand.

In that case, Attila simply abandoned what was not right for her and did what she was good at.

That's fighting.

From now on, Attila will show her style, ways and means of battle in front of her and let her bear her sword.

In this case...

“If I have the power you want in my sword, then get it yourself. ”

Attila so declares.

That is, Attila will only show Yi Hui how to fight, and what Yi Hui wants to learn, she will steal and learn from Attila in battle.

This is both what Atila is good at and what Hui is good at.

Isn't that what Yi-Hui said?

“I've been a hater ever since I was a kid, and nobody wanted to teach me any swordsmanship, so I had to watch others learn by stealing. ”

Consequently, because, unconsciously, Hui mastered the ability to "imitate swordsmanship", in just about a minute he could see through most of the swordsmanship and create a higher level of swordsmanship in the battle to compensate for all its flaws.

So you can see how good Ichihui is at stealing.

In that case, now is the time for Yi Hui to fully develop his family skills.

Attila has only one suggestion to give to Yi Hui.

“Don't die. ”

Leaving behind, Attila stomped, and the whole man came out like a shell, so that the sword of the military god in his hand could also be transformed into a myriad of rainbows, like a rehearsal of a road, laying the heavens and the earth in the direction of a glorious place.

“...... ”

Yi Hui could only bite his teeth and raise the "Yin Iron" in his hand to greet Attila's merciless slaughter.

So, a one-sided ravage unfolded here.

............

“Psst...! ”

Numerous rainbow strikes are like electric light in a sharp cracking sound, crossing the space and sweeping in a radiant direction.

“Psst...! ”

The knife's collision sounds suddenly and repeatedly, allowing the sound of the interaction to continue to echo.

In the face of Atilana's merciless slash, Hui tried his best, while constantly retreating, waving his inherent spiritual costume to the smallest extent, as if bathed under a stormy slash, barely bouncing off all incoming slashes.

However, Attila's strikes were rapid, rapid and irregular, all attacked at an angle most likely to kill the enemy, but also tender, sometimes stiff, heavy as a hammer, sometimes soft, flexible as a whipstock, allowing the three-colored lightsaber to continuously cross the sky and become a rainbow rehearsal, attacking from all sides.

With such a focus on efficiency, there is no law, only the sword that exists to kill enemies, which Yi Hui has never encountered.

So...

“Pfft! ”

At a certain moment, Shihui was unable to block each other, allowing his thighs to be scratched by a three-coloured rainbow light, and the flesh instantly peeled open.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft! ”

It was as if a chain reaction had been triggered. Next, the cut of one road went through a glorious defense, rowed across a glorious arm, side belly, or even cheek, leaving a wound on the other road, causing blood to splash.

Yi Hui can only resist desperately, not only with the smallest amount of sword, but also with the body, sometimes with the knife handle, sometimes with the jaw, sometimes with the tip of the knife, in various special ways to block, to maximize the skill of "special defense" before guarding the key and not being chopped with one sword.

Even so, Yi Hui is still scarred, covered in blood, and his appearance has become extremely tragic.

“My lord! ”

Seeing this scene, Shizukuishi finally couldn't help but summon her own intrinsic spiritual costume and prepare to rush forward.

Unfortunately...

“Watch right here. Nobody gets near the past. ”

With such words, a figure appeared in front of Shizukuishi, stopping her from going.

Who else could it be besides Luo Zhen?