Genshin Impact: The evil eye eroded me at the beginning, and I became an immortal in a hundred battl

Kitagawa Changguang nodded, twenty rounds.

He looked at the eight soldiers accompanying him and found that many of them had lowered their heads. ,

It was obviously a very low requirement, to endure twenty rounds in front of a person who was several years younger than myself.

But no one has the confidence to do it anymore.

It's humiliating, isn't it.

After arriving here, all the reputation and prestige they had in the resistance army turned into smoke. They faced a swordsman genius who was younger and stronger than them.

Their own pride will be shattered, and some people will begin to have doubts about their past lives.

But this is growth.

Only by getting through it can you become stronger.

Kitagawa Changguang glanced at Takeda Ruins, and the big man gritted his teeth.

Kentaro Uchida was sweating on his forehead.

Mitsumura Changyu clasped his hands.

Their mentality needs to be adjusted. Compared with physical hardships, mental difficulties are more difficult to overcome because you don’t know where the right path is and no one can guide you.

Only by overcoming this hurdle, accepting your own shortcomings, and letting go of your arrogance can you make faster progress and grow faster.

Beichuan Changguang shook his head and looked away again.

He looked at He Chuan...

Beichuan Changguang was stunned.

He Chuan is... closing his eyes to rest?

Doesn't he feel ashamed? I have been practicing for so long and my time has been wasted. Isn't he sad?

He Chuan didn't know what Kitagawa Changmitsu was thinking. He was still thinking about Junye's actions, comparing in his mind the difference between Junye's second realm and what Kitichuan Changguang had shown before.

"Just follow what the head of the Araki family said." Kitagawa Changguang said casually.

He couldn't figure out He Chuan's thoughts now. The so-called good teacher should teach students according to their aptitude. Among these eight people, he could teach the other seven, but He Chuan seemed to be a little different from what he expected.

After a while, the two men finally started fighting on the stage, with swords and swords flashing, and deafening cheers and cheers ringing around them.

The short-headed young man Nodori faced Junya, but he did not lose at all. He also showed the second level of Araki style, and the two sides fought back and forth.

Compared with Mingjing Shisui's solid offensive and defensive skills and neutral neutrality, Araki Ryu has shown a strong ability to stimulate potential.

Nozheng's swordsmanship is like a gust of wind, flexible and sharp. Every time he takes a shot, he pursues faster speed and stronger attack.

However, unlike Takedagu's squandering of power, Norimasa showed extreme restraint.

He seemed to cherish every bit of his strength to the point of being stingy. He would not take any action that could be omitted. Even when the tip of Junya's sword slipped across his forehead, he did not retreat even one inch.

This extremely desperate fighting style made everyone around him sweat, and seemed to be more nervous than Nori Masa himself.

Even the head of the Tumen family couldn't sit still. In competitions and discussions, friendship comes first, victory and defeat come second. Norimasa doesn't take his own life seriously. If something happens, it will be difficult for him to deal with it.

"Master Araki, this is just an ordinary sparring match. There is no need to fight so hard." Domon Ichiro said.

"Haha, Norimasa is the most suitable candidate for Araki style among our two generations. His style of play has always been like this. Don't worry, I will take responsibility for any problems and I won't cause any trouble to you." Atsushi Araki seemed to have known this for a long time. Facts, laughed and said.

Seeing Araki Atsushi so confident, Domon Ichiro said nothing more, but carefully observed Noshimasa's playing style.

There is no doubt that his behavior was very risky, like the tip of a knife licking blood.

But similarly, this guy is the one who has made the fastest progress. He puts tremendous pressure on himself every minute to fully unleash his potential.

Moreover, when a person is accustomed to this sense of crisis that is close at hand, when he actually faces danger in the future, he will be more calm than ordinary people.

He Chuan didn't know when he had opened his eyes and looked at the battle in the audience, his eyes flickering.

He felt that Nozheng's current state was exactly what he needed.

The Will of the Wind has never had the option of defense. Extreme damage and extreme offense are his goals.

The more enemies I have, the happier I am. Being able to maneuver among thousands of armies with ease, harvesting lives at an extremely fast speed every time the sword is drawn, this is the Gale Wind Sword Technique.

However, in previous training and exploration, he could never find this state.

Now he has a glimmer of understanding. Perhaps, if he wants his shots to be able to abandon all defensive postures, kill the enemy with the ultimate offense, and take the wrong edge, he must hone his skills between life and death, and face each other again and again. Progress among the enemy.

Blindly working behind closed doors will never achieve the results you really want.

Thinking of this, extremely fierce fighting spirit radiated from He Chuan.

Beichuan Changguang in front seemed to notice something, turned around and glanced at He Chuan.

He had a feeling that He Chuan was not knowledgeable enough at the beginning, which was why his training failed to meet his expectations.

Geniuses first have an idea in their heads, and then slowly let the idea take shape in reality.

The most important factor in shaping this idea is accumulation.

"This guy, just standing there, seems to be transforming." Beichuan Changguang secretly marveled.

He suddenly began to look forward to He Chuan playing.

On the stage, the winner gradually became clear. Norishima won with a slight advantage. His level in the second realm of Araki Ryu was actually one point inferior to Junya's second realm in Mingjing Shisui. However, his desperate fighting style was This made Junya even more constrained.

This kind of squeezing of himself makes Nozheng's efficiency infinitely higher in every attack. As a result, even with a pure and watertight defense, it is difficult to find opportunities for counterattack. On the contrary, the probability of his own mistakes is even greater.

Finally, when he was distracted and made a mistake, Junya secretly said that something was wrong. When he tried to remedy the situation, Noshimasa had already put the sword against his chest.

"Brother, I accept the concession." Nori's face was calm, completely different from his fighting state, and he did not show the joy of victory.

"I lost." Junya sighed and replied.

"Oh!" Several Araki-ryu disciples standing next to Araki Atsushi shouted excitedly, while Mingjing Shisui's disciples were a little unhappy because their senior brother was defeated.

"This Noshimasa is really suitable for training your Araki-ryu. Congratulations, Master Araki." As for the outcome of the battle between the two, Domon Ichiro knew it halfway. Both sides ended decently, and he had no dissatisfaction.

"Hahaha, luck, just luck." Atsushi Araki smiled happily. He was the kind of person who couldn't hide his inner thoughts at all. He talked about luck, but in fact his laughter betrayed what he was thinking.

"Take a short rest and prepare for the next battle." He said to his proud disciple.