Gileno frowned when he heard that and was about to speak when he saw Alan move in his sight.
I saw the fingers he raised in front of his face shift and move slowly.
Pointed at his neck.
It is exactly fifteen centimeters outside the left side of the neck.
Gileno's pupils shrank.
Then I heard Alan speak.
"Don't cut here."
He continued to move his fingers horizontally until his fingertips poked the skin of his neck.
"Cut here."
"Once the sword of light is held back, its power will inevitably decrease. I have studied swordsmanship for a year, and now I understand how much you held back, Gileno."
"Such a competition is meaningless."
Gileno looked at Allen, then after a while he squinted and smiled.
"Alan, your Water God Style has improved so much compared to a year ago. You can even judge where my blade will land in an instant."
Alan smiled back.
"Because the Sword God Style requires one to charge forward without hesitation and kill with one strike, you restrain your power and deliberately control the landing point. Even if it is the most restrained sword-drawing style, in my fully mastered 'Sense Style'..."
He moved his fingertips up again, pointing towards his eyes.
Even through the morning mist.
The gray-black pupils are still bright.
"It's too obvious."
"Not 'fitting' for me a year later."
Well, the second half of the next chapter will continue with other plots, and I won't write a whole chapter about this scene.
Also, I haven't written anything pretentious for a long time. It took me a long time to find the feeling today. 0 0.
Ah, does today's book feel watery? Just now a book friend commented that it was watery. I seem to have lacked some tension in the information, but the information from Rudy and Alice is useful, but I may have given too much.
Saury, tomorrow will be a little tighter, and there will be a lot of information tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)
210. Chapter 204 The Uncrowned King
210.
"Not 'fitting' for me a year later."
Alan pointed his index finger at his face.
"Me today."
"It will be very strong."
The words fell.
Outside the gate of the mansion, Sylphy pinched her fingers to calm herself down.
Trust Alan. He's not going to shoot without a purpose.
Moreover, before going to bed last night, Sylphy thought about the history of correspondence between her and her teacher, and after corroborating it with what Alan had been doing this year, she suddenly realized that Alan's stagnation of "desire" might be related to herself. Although when this "possible" thought came up, she buried her head in the pillow for a while, too shy to raise her head.
But her sixth sense told her that something might have happened when Allen brought her to Roya.
Now the 'problem' has been perfectly solved.
Then, there is no doubt that he will be stronger.
Stronger than a year ago!
Madam, teacher, myself, Rudy, Alice, Gileno! Everyone's 'efforts', everyone's 'emotions', everyone's sincere hearts towards Alan.
They all pushed him forward!
So this time.
The 'blade' won't break!
Even if Gileno swung the sword with all his strength, Alan could definitely catch it!
Alice raised her brows and looked at Alan. In her sight, Alan's figure seemed to be floating in the morning breeze and thick fog.
It falls into the pupil, yet remains solid.
The flames are waiting for firewood to be added.
——
Gileno stared at Alan for a while, and after a while, his eyes lit up with an extremely bright color.
She didn't have too many expectations for Allen's Light Sword just now, because the duel between Light Swords often depends on who takes the first move and whose sword is faster!
There is no back-up plan, only the determination to move forward.
Whoever delivers the blade to the other first.
Whoever wins will be the winner.
Just one strike can determine victory or defeat.
And Alan still followed the practice he had done a few months ago and asked her to take the initiative.
Therefore, Gileno subconsciously believed that Alan should still focus on the Water God Style, and the Sword of Light could only be the icing on the cake mixed in the "gaps" of the sword's moves.
But now it seems that this is not the case.
Because although Alan's Five Secrets of the Water God Style - 'Sensation Style' is amazing, it is not enough to capture the light sword that Gileno, the only king-level in the Sword God Style, is using with all his strength.
So here comes the question.
Why he said that is very simple.
Because he was sure that he could block this plan with the sword of light.
Could it be.
Light Return?!
".Alan, you are amazing"
"So."
She dropped her eyes.
Bend forward.
Slightly sideways.
Raise your hand, grasp the handle of the knife, and twist your wrist.
Look up!
Along with Alan's slightly frowning expression, the voice exploded in the courtyard!
"Light Sword!"
This moment.
In Alan's constricted pupils and overloaded senses.
The morning mist stagnated.
No, it's not the morning fog.
But, the knife was too fast!
How can the wind catch up with Gilenu's sword of light? !
Can the knife wind blow away the fog?
able!
But the fog was so heavy, rolling and tumbling in the courtyard, so sticky that it seemed to have a solid shape.
How can it be blown away by the 'light'?
How can it be worthy of being blown away by the "light"?
The light pierced straight through the fog, tearing a huge hole!
Under Alan's dynamic vision that was like a highly slow-motion motion, the white lines drawn by the knife light and murderous intent had already floated on the side of Alan's face!
However.
In this split second.
Allen's pupils were still shifted, and the white traces of murderous intent were jumping inside his pupils. It was not because of his extreme reaction ability, but the moment the blade was swung out with murderous intent, he had already judged the landing point of the blade in advance.
The pupils moved along with the knife.
The white lines condensed into one point were reflected in his pupils.
He saw it.
The point where the blade lands.
On the side of the face.
Very close!
So clear enough!
Alan raised a hint of smile on his lips. The thoughts that emerged while Gileno was speaking were still echoing in his mind and had not stopped yet. Based on the experience of the duels between the Sword Gods, the Sword of Light could not be caught. Either one had to avoid the attack range or use Light Return to deal with it. Light Return was nothing more than using a faster Sword of Light to destroy the opponent's opening move before the Sword of Light was released.
Is it necessary? Do I need to learn it specially?
There's really no need for that.
Alan is not a pure sword god.
Since we can capture the murderous intent in advance!
I will break the attacking blade into pieces with one blow!
Why ruin the starting gesture in advance? !
The moment the sword of light attacked, the mind was in the 'inertia'.
Alan had leaned forward slightly.
Raise your wrist! Raise your knife!
The eyes are here! The knife is here!
I see! I kill!
Late
Arrive first!
The long-awaited sword of light finally roared out of its sheath at this moment!
The sharp sound of the knife pierced through the air again, exploding into the ears of Sylphy and Alice. In just a moment, they lost their hearing.
Allen can capture Gilena's killing intent by squeezing his sense flow to the extreme! But how can their senses compare to Allen's? How can they keep up with Gilena's movements?
In the dynamic vision of normal flow rate, they saw that Gilenu suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the dust on the ground exploded in the air! Before they could catch Gilenu's figure again.
The fog in the courtyard expanded and collapsed rapidly in an instant!
Buzz!!!
The high-pitched sound waves that pierce the eardrums vibrate the air!
Bang!!!
A transparent shock wave came from Alan's position, which was also the point where Gileno's sword of light landed, and exploded visibly with the naked eye!
The sound had just reached their ears! They had just opened their eyes that were subconsciously squinting because of the fog hitting their faces.
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