Fix your sister's fairy

"Split, Split, Split!"

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"Damn it!"

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"Kusuo ......" Mo Yi stuck out his tongue and panted, the emerald green bamboo in front of him was still standing very upright, Mo Yi's previous attack did not break the defense at all, and even the bloody skin was not peeled off.

"Asi!" Mo Yi was almost crazy, the sword book and the little golden man in his mind obviously did this, how could it be powerless!

Do you really have no future in sword training?

"Slash!" Mo Yi gritted his teeth and raised his long sword to slash down.

"Boom!"

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Looking at the intact bamboo in front of him, Mo Yiqi's teeth itched, he really saw the hell, this bamboo really deserves to be the bamboo of the Lost Forest, and he was unscathed when he did this.

"Rub, don't practice!" Mo Yi raised his long sword and swung it at the bamboo indiscriminately, leaving behind all the basic swordsmanship and slashing, and this sword poured out at once with all the resentment and anger before.

"Rub-" The crisp voice suddenly sounded, and the sense of steady entry made Mo Yi's whole body tremble, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the long sword in his hand had been deeply slashed into the originally indestructible green bamboo.

"This ......" Mo Yi was stunned, he subconsciously let go of his hand, the long sword was still stuck in the bamboo, and the sharp blade did cut through the appearance of the bamboo and was deeply trapped in it.

"What's the situation?" Mo Yi took a closer look, the long sword was stuck in the bamboo, and the split bamboo revealed white bamboo stubble, if Mo Yi's attack had been [-1] before, Mo Yi's unintentional blow would be equivalent to hitting a [-9999] critical hit!

"Faith Crit!?" Mo Yi looked at the long sword and Cuizhu with wide eyes, "It's not like that." "

After hesitating for a while, Mo Yi held the hilt of the sword with both hands and kicked the bamboo a few times before pulling out the stuck long sword.

Although nearly one-third of it was cut open, the bamboo in front of Mo Yi was still upright, and the hideous gap on the bamboo body seemed to be non-existent, and the whole bamboo was not even oblique for half a minute.

If this bamboo can understand people's speech, Mo Yi will definitely admire and appreciate the young man's good concentration, and then scold his mother at the bamboo in various ways.

It's a pity that bamboo doesn't have a mind and can't understand people's speech, so what Mo Yi can do now is to cut it down!

"Slash!" Mo Yi held the sword with one hand and slashed hard with a serious face, from posture to force to subtle movements, Mo Yi completely followed the golden villain in his mind, not a bad point.

I thought I could successfully split the green bamboo again, but things always backfired.

"Qiang-" The long sword was bounced away, and the anti-shock made Mo Yihu's mouth numb, and if he used more force, it was estimated that it would crack and see blood.

"Your sister!" Mo Yi looked at the bamboo in front of him with a look of disgust, could it be that he really hit a blind cat just now when he ran into a dead mouse and slashed out a critical attack?

After a little depression and incomprehension, Mo Yi quickly calmed down his impetuousness again, he knew that blind irritability was an absolutely impossible problem to solve.

After a few breaths, Mo Yi ignored the bamboo and the long sword, but chose to sit down and study the book carefully.

"What was the reason why I was able to cut into the bamboo before? Why did I cut so many times without success, but I just succeeded with a wave of my hand. Mo Yi looked at the gap on the green bamboo and thought quietly.

"Anger, resentment?" Soon, Mo Yi thought of these two keywords, but the next moment he shook his head and vetoed, "Impossible, my anger and resentment were not much worse before, it's not about this." "

Compared with hard work and resentment, what did you do when you cut the sword of success?

Mo Yi thoughtfully recalled his sword full of anger and resentment.

"Catharsis?" Mo Yi suddenly thought of a word.

"Catharsis for what...... Angry? no...... It's not, wait...... It should be ......" Mo Yi seemed to remember something, and immediately studied the sword book carefully, and his eyes fell on every line of the sword book.

In his mind, the little golden man raised his sword again and swung it with all his might, and the movements were used to being hearty, but this time Mo also didn't care about the little golden man's movements, but kept paying attention to the little golden man itself!

Mo Yi's gaze returned to the beginning of the sword spectrum, and the little golden man in his mind adjusted his posture again and raised his sword.........

Just when the little golden man swung his sword! Mo Yi put all his attention on the surface of the little golden man! He finally noticed that the golden light on the little golden man's whole body had strange fluctuations when he swung the sword, as if there was an ability to gush out of the little golden man's body, and then convey it to the sword in his hand with the action of swinging the sword.

"Damn, so that's the case!" Mo Yi was like an enlightenment, and suddenly he understood it and couldn't help but burst into a dirty mouth.

He has been putting the cart before the horse, originally thinking that by perfectly imitating the movements of the little golden man, he would be able to exert that kind of artistic conception and power, but now it seems that Mo Yicheng actually needs another more important thing - mana.

Mo Yi took the sword book into his arms, and stood in front of Cuizhu with the sword in one hand, he looked at Cuizhu with bated breath, holding the long sword in his right hand!

In his mind, the movements of the little golden man kept repeating, every detail, every action was slowly disassembled and analyzed by Mo Yi, and finally when everything felt similar, Mo Yi did it!

Mo Yi held the sword up, from top to bottom straight arm split to the front of the body, the arm and the sword in a straight line, the same height as the shoulder, the strength of the sword!

It's not just an action, while raising the sword, Mo Yi mobilized the mana in his body, and the moment he swung the sword out, the mana poured from the sea of qi into his arm, and then extended to the long sword!

Mana is the foundation of all success! Without mana, the basic sword technique is just an empty shelf!

A perfect arc cut, no dazzling light or stunning special effects, some are just a broken green bamboo.

With the sound of "slapping", the green bamboo that has been strong finally died in a clear light, and the long sword was like a broken bamboo to divide the green bamboo into two!

Mo Yi held the long sword in his hand and looked at the half-cut bamboo lying at his feet and whispered, "This time...... It was I who won. "

The wind blew again, and the bamboo leaves on the ground were blown and fluttered, creating a bleak atmosphere for the scene.

"What did you win?" Just when Mo Yi was still immersed in the realm of the unbearable cold in the heights, a voice suddenly sounded, and he subconsciously looked back.

At the door of the bamboo house, Mo Luoxue frowned and looked at Mo Yi in the distance, with the half-cut bamboo lying under his feet, "What are you doing destroying the bamboo forest when you have nothing to do? Aren't you afraid of the teacher's reproach? Also, what's the matter with you being dirty?"

"You may not believe it...... Mo Yishi Shiran bent down and picked up half of the bamboo on the ground, "It was the bamboo that moved first!"

"The sword will return to me. Mo Luoxue had a concerned expression on her face, "I said you can't touch my things at will. "

"Oh......" Mo Yi decisively admitted.