The devil in the United States and the universe

Once he mastered the powerful technique, it gave Miles great confidence and made him think that practicing the Earth Sha Technique was so simple.

So I planned to break through to the second level of swordsmanship in one go.

He excitedly rushed to the swordsmanship plane. The sword came out as fast as lightning, moved as vigorously as a dragon, and shuttled as complicatedly as a dancing phoenix.Demonstrating the ultimate application of swordsmanship, it is both deadly and gorgeous.

It's a pity that no matter whether it is the vigorous movement or the gorgeous sword moves, they are all defeated by the figure in the space by one move.

why

Miles couldn't accept it. He had already fully utilized his swordsmanship, and integrated all the swordsmanship and swordsmanship inherited and taught by Ms. Siwa into one, developing his own style, and even reaching the point where he did not stick to the sword itself. With his own level, how could he not defeat the figure in the space?

Unwilling to admit defeat, he rushed into the space again and again, trying his best to use various moves he had learned, other earth evil techniques, and even once he directly used the powerful technique combined with the Nongwan technique to throw the sword in his hand, but he failed to win.

what am i missing

Miles asked himself.

I don’t lack strength, skills, and even spells, so why can’t I win?

What was the reason? He asked himself over and over again.Reviewing the process of learning swordsmanship over and over again, he asked himself why he failed again and again even though he had achieved the ultimate in swordsmanship.

When Dick came to ask him for dinner, he saw Miles sitting there with disheveled hair and muttered to himself.

Ever since Dick saw Miles in Gotham, he had always been in high spirits. Even if he was occasionally depressed, he would come over quickly. This had never happened before. He hurriedly stepped forward, shook him and asked: "You What’s going on?”

"Why why? Where am I missing? Where am I missing?" Miles grabbed Dick's collar in despair, and suddenly went from mumbling to loudly shouting: "Why?"

Dick, who was stunned by the yelling, wiped the spit from his face and looked at the crazy Miles, a little hard to understand what happened to his gaffe.

He hurriedly left Miles behind and went to ask Bruce, who was also a martial arts master. Bruce, who was on the hospital bed, insisted on being carried to Miles's room. When he saw Miles's sloppy appearance, as a martial arts master, Bruce As a master of psychology, he could tell Miles' state at a glance.

He lay on the bed, stretched out his hand to touch his stubble with difficulty, and said: "If there is anyone in this world who can solve his problem, then this person is Ms. Siwa. As the strongest martial artist in the world, she You must have known about this situation.”

Dick asked: "Who is the strongest martial artist in the world? Can she really solve Miles' problem?"

"This title is not given by anyone. It is recognized by all famous martial arts practitioners in the world. Countless successful martial artists are proud to die in her hands," Bruce said. "And she is most famous for her bare-handed fighting skills." Beat them to death using the method they are best at, without exception, and no one is spared. This has earned her the title of the world's number one martial artist and one of the strongest people in the Assassin's League."

"Looking at Miles's state of constantly asking questions, he must have encountered some serious problem. Although I have never encountered this situation, I have heard that it is an obstacle to breakthrough. People who encounter this state "Either you sit there for more than ten years and suddenly have an epiphany, or you become a withered skeleton."

Dick looked at Miles' still slovenly appearance and said anxiously to Bruce, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and contact that Ms. Siwa."

"What's the rush? Alfred has already gone to get the phone," Bruce shouted to Dick calmly.

After Bruce took the phone to communicate with Ms. Siwa, Ms. Siwa pondered for a moment and said: "Although I knew that Miles had an amazing talent for learning swordsmanship, I didn't expect that he could reach this point in such a short period of time. I thought. In order to get through this step, I went through countless bloody storms and countless fights, and finally I had an epiphany."

Hearing this, Bruce couldn't help but ask: "You mean, if Miles wants to break through, he has to undergo a baptism of killing like you, and then have an epiphany in the killing?"

Upon hearing this, Ms. Siwa immediately denied: "No, no, no, our situations are different. No one showed me the way at that time, so I had no choice but to use killing to promote the progress of my martial arts. I hope I can escape that state." But he is different. He refuses to accept innocent killings, so I can only tell him about his shortcomings in the hope that he can break through."

"What shortcomings?" Bruce asked.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Siwa directly chased them away: "You all go out. If you want to talk about this kind of thing, you can only tell him himself, and you have no right to know without his consent."

Dick listened and silently carried Bruce with Alfred and pulled Catwoman Selina out of the room.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Ms. Siwa's words to Miles were immediately heard on the other end of the phone: "From the first day I taught you, I discovered that you always use it intentionally or unintentionally. You use more cumbersome and more gorgeous moves to fight the enemy. And you have been absorbing all kinds of gorgeous moves for your own use in battle after battle, which makes your swordsmanship very enjoyable to watch."

"But you are too lost in this kind of complicated and gorgeous moves, thinking that the more complicated the moves, the better, and the more gorgeous the better. This is not right. The essence of swordsmanship is to fight against the enemy. When you master the ultimate complexity and gorgeousness, you will definitely lose Simplicity and simplicity are the reasons why I didn’t choose to teach you any advanced and complicated moves. So I chose simple and efficient techniques to show you the other side of swordsmanship. Unfortunately, you have never thought about why I am so ignorant. teach you"

Ms. Siwa's voice continued to ring from the phone, occasionally accompanied by the stimulating sound of electricity: "You have mastered enough moves. No matter how much you continue to do it, you will have no room for improvement. If you really want to Continue to improve and do subtraction in swordsmanship."

"Improvement, subtraction, improvement of subtraction, subtraction of swordsmanship." Hearing these words, Myers was a little excited and said: "Just like the last palm of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it is the fusion of all the moves, right, Ms. Siwa?"

Ms. Siwa smiled with relief. She had always treated Miles as her close disciple. When she heard Miles’ question, she said, “Although I don’t know what the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon are, but you It’s right to understand it this way. If you fuse the moves together, it will naturally be the time when you use your maximum attack power.”

After hanging up the phone with Ms. Siwa, Miles thought for a long time. Ms. Siwa may be right, I can give it a try, Miles thought.

For the next half a mile, Miles was everywhere in the training room of Wayne Group. In addition to eating normally and dressing up as Batman, he almost always tried to combine sword moves.

Finally, half a month later, a sword that combined all of Miles' sword moves killed the man in the space.

As the person in the space turned into dots of fluorescence, these fluorescences rushed towards him.