My Daughter in Two-Dimensional

Meng Tian looked over and saw the first two sentences that read:

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goushuang Xueming. The silver saddle illuminates the white horse, rustling like a meteor

He thought to himself, well, this is the image of a knight. Could this person steal the sword of His Majesty the First Emperor because he had such a heroic dream in his heart?

That behavior really made many people admire the world.

The third sentence appeared at this time.

When Meng Tian went to see it again, he couldn't help feeling stunned.

The heroic aura was enough to make his heart burn with boiling blood.

Luo Wang's six sword slaves moved at this moment.

Although they didn't have anyone to speak, they couldn't help thinking: a big tone.

Surrounded by them, I still don't believe anyone can escape safely. This person even dared to say that no one can stop him within a thousand miles, even if it wasn't for Zhao Gao's instructions, for his own face, he would never let him go.

Six Sword Slaves are assassins, all of them are killer moves.

And the six in one, the coordination is perfect. Rao is Jingyu's responsiveness, and under their combined attacks from all directions, they can deal with it in a hurry.

It was the first time that he faced six opponents of this level at the same time.

But after he had dealt with the first round of combined attack, Liu Jiannu was already surprised.

The six people paused their attack and retreated around, still surrounding him.

Jingyu quickly replayed the battle just now in the 973 in his mind. His brain is running much faster than ordinary people. In just a moment, he replayed the scene several times. Then came to a conclusion, with his own hands

Duan-Do not use super powers, do not use Demon square metal auxiliary, if you want to see the tricks, you will definitely be at a disadvantage.

He couldn't be more sophisticated in his moves.

"Then you hit you, I hit mine!"

He smiled and said such a sentence.

Without waiting for Six Sword Slaves to attack again, he really took the lead in swinging his sword. Not attacking any one of the six sword slaves, but writing new verses on the wall.

But the first word was just three pictures, and Liu Jiannu rushed up again.

This time, they understood the meaning of Jingyu's words. Jing Pinyu was not responding at all, nor was it changing his moves based on their attacks, as if he was practicing swords himself.

At this time, in Jingyu's mind, even after a hundred moves, he had already figured out what to do.

Since Six Sword Slaves were assassins, they would stare at the gaps in the gaps and attack. What flaws and gaps in his moves must be understood best by himself. Change your moves immediately before the flaw becomes the fatal blow of being attacked.

Dozens of tricks, hundreds of tricks The brain constantly re-imagines the new 100 tricks, without repeating a single trick.

What surprised Liu Jian Slave and the bystanders Meng Tian and Zhao Gao was that even in such a fast-paced offensive and defensive, he could still take the time to swing a sword on the wall, making it a stroke of the word.

Fourth sentence, fifth sentence, sixth sentence

Lines of poems were written.

When the seventh sentence was reached, Liu Jiannu's offensive style suddenly changed. They no longer just stare at the empty courtyard, but the front of the Lord Zhen Gang begins to create gaps for others - Zhen Gang's broad-bladed sword keeps colliding with Jingyu's sword.

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Change the trend of Jingyu's moves, and the others will attack again.

The flaws in smooth moves are the least, and as long as there is a pause, there will be flaws in the left, right and rear.

There seemed to be another self in Jingyu's mind, overlooking the battle. He saw himself and Zhen Gang, and saw the positions of the other six sword slaves. Where will they be in the next second, and what will be the next second.

The picture below is stagnant, but there are phantoms constantly changing.

This is the calculation!

The time spent fighting Liujian Slaves was enough to build up some information about Liujian Slaves in his mind. Their speed and habit of making moves are objectively filed and input into the calculation model.

(aief) From it, find a way out.

Jingyu has a sense of intuition similar to that of Altolia. He can instinctively know whether the result of the calculation in his mind is correct. Recalculate the wrong ones, and use the correct ones.

He hasn't been in this world all these years. The goddess said that he would send him to complete some tasks, and he has already received a lot of rewards from it.

He himself didn't realize how great he had become.

For example, a person can carry two hundred catties of heavy objects, but usually only let him weigh ten catties and eight catties. It has always been like this, he will forget what it feels like to carry two hundred catties.

His time in this world is really long.

Six sword slaves are awakening his potential, or rather, awakening the power he has obtained.

One of them is the computing speed of the brain.

In the case of constant erroneous results and constant overthrowing and recalculation, he can still think of thirty tricks in advance. And as the time of fighting with Six Sword Slaves has increased, the 30 moves have changed into 35 moves and 40 moves.

He started writing on the wall again.

Zhao Gao's brows frowned, Star Soul was secretly amazed, and Meng Tian's forehead was already in cold sweat.

The three people unanimously thought in their hearts, who the hell is this person.

In the next half a quarter of an hour, the two sides maintained the delicate balance of "Six Sword Slaves couldn't hold Jingyu, Jingyu had no intention of fighting them to death".

Then, "Who can tell your Excellency, Baishou Lu Chunqiu."

Jingyu wrote the last word of the poem. After thinking about it, he added the title of "Xia Ke Xing", and suddenly jumped out of the battle group and jumped onto a nearby roof.

"We had a great time playing today, and we will play again later." He waved his hand at Liujian Slave, and winked his eyes at two of the girls.

Liu Jiannu jumped out of pursuit with Zhen Gang, but Jingyu's escape speed was far beyond their reach. He turned into a black shadow, meandering several times, and then disappeared on the streets of Songhai City with a lot of sky light.

Because of Jingyu, the curfew in this area has not been lifted.

Fusu and Li Si received a report of the enemy's escape from a distance, and both walked over. Accompanied by Meng Tian, ​​Zhao Gao, and Xinghun, he stood in front of the wall that said "Xia Ke Xing".

"My son, what should I do with this wall?" Meng Tian asked.

As the enemy's rebellious minister and thief, it should be ruined. However, because he is not at odds with the other party, he can't help but feel that it is a pity to destroy the poem.

However, you can't just stay here.

Fusu and Meng Tian thought about the same, but he was worried that the poem would be unhappy for his father, so he asked Li Si, who is the best at figuring out the holy intentions.

"What do you think of Lord Li?"

Li Si said: "My son, it's better to let someone print a copy. After you bring it back, you can study it to see if you can find out the person's true origin."

Fusu's eyes lit up. Yes, this is really a good excuse.

Xia Kexing was passed on.

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