The only way to get rid of that illusion is to learn his sword technique and use his own way to control himself.

A deep pain came from his waist, and mu Hanyan hurt his opponent's sword again.

The opponent's swordsmanship is too delicate and complicated. If Mu Hanyan is right, there are 108 moves in this complete set of swordsmanship, which can be understood in a short time.

And the other side didn't give her time to rest at all. If she got the sword, she would attack immediately.

However, in this illusion, time seems to become very slow. Mu Hanyan feels that he has been struggling for a long time, at least far more than half a quarter of an hour, but the assessment has not ended.

Mu Hanyan understood that this illusion was actually an independent space-time, and the passage of time was much slower than that of the outside. Unless he died under the sword of the opponent, he would have enough time to understand his opponent's sword skills. Of course, the death here is not the real death, but the mental breakdown and serious injury like the previous losers.

Since there is no need to worry about the time, mu Hanyan is not in a hurry. He is struggling with his opponent's fierce attack like a flood of water, while trying to figure out his opponent's swordsmanship.

Mu Hanyan didn't know how long it had been or how many scars she had left on her body. The pain of drilling her heart into the marrow again and again almost pushed her to the edge of the collapse of her mind.

Fortunately, in the last fight with guijumie, her will has already experienced a lot of tempering, far more resolute than ordinary people, and persisted time and again.

Finally, every move of the other side, every change, is deeply imprinted in her heart.

The long sword passed like lightning, penetrating the heart of the man.

With a flash of light and shadow, the man disappeared from his eyes.

All around also become a dead silence, but still full of tragic and tragic atmosphere.

Mu Hanyan stood there quietly. With the last sword coming out, her mind was empty. Although her strength didn't improve, she obviously felt that she had a new understanding of the sword technique, or the whole kendo. Some of the difficulties in the past practice were solved at this moment.

Mu Hanyan knows that these insights may not be of great use now, but with the deepening of cultivation, they will bring great benefits to himself.

Previously, she felt that those young swordsmen who had to leave the field due to mental breakdown and serious injuries were pitiful. They not only failed to pass the examination, but also lost months of time to cultivate. Now she doesn't think so. Even if they can't pass the examination successfully, these insights will benefit them a lot. They are not comparable to those months of cultivation.

On the contrary, those young people who quit in the middle of the way have missed a good opportunity. When they know the benefits in the future, they will regret for life.

"You have passed the test. Do you want to continue?" In my mind, a distant voice sounded, as if it came from another world nine days away.

"Go on." Mu Hanyan said without hesitation.

Since she knew that the examination itself was a rare opportunity, how could she give up so early.

As soon as the words fell, a young swordsman in blue armor appeared in front of him, and a sword stabbed at mu Hanyan.

The sword came so suddenly and so fast that it was hard to dodge even though mu Hanyan was a man of two generations.

Fortunately, countless tests on the verge of collapse have not been in vain. Mu Hanyan's emergency response and kendo perception have been improved by more than one notch. In a critical moment, his body instinctively dodges the opponent's deadly sword.

The edge of the sword still cut her arm and brought out a cloud of blood. At the same time, it also brought pain deep into the bone marrow, which was even more intense than the previous pain.

If it wasn't for mu Hanyan's strong will when she was fighting with the ghost, if it wasn't for her previous understanding of the hundred moves sword technique, she had already suffered too much pain. I'm afraid that this sword will be enough to make her break down.

Mu Hanyan bites the tip of his tongue, makes himself fall into a short blank brain because of extreme pain, wakes up instantly, and attacks the other side with a sword.

The opponent's sword technique has only ten moves, but these ten moves are far more exquisite than the previous hundred moves. Each move is like a magic stroke, containing endless mystery.

The cold edge of the sword swept over the body again and again, bringing out bright red blood. Although we know that everything is illusory, but the pain is so real.

"I didn't expect that mu Hanyan still has some strength. He has persisted until now." Outside, looking at mu Hanyan's painful face full of cold sweat, someone said in surprise.

Although the illusion is equivalent to an independent time, the time passes very slowly, but it is not completely static. At this time, half a quarter of an hour has passed. After the four young swordsmen have been carried out, there are still six people who hold on to the present. Mu Hanyan, who was not optimistic about before, is among them.

"Yes, this mu dandy is a bit unexpected, but this group is really powerful. Besides mu Hanyan, there are five people who insist on it. What's the origin of those people?" Next to a person said with emotion, and then asked."Three of them are Hua Yue, Zi Rong and Jiang Yuzhe. They are all the bodyguards of Mu Hanyan. Another two are Ling Baobao and Tang Bufan. They are also friends of Mu Hanyan." The person who answered looked strange.

After listening to him, other people's looks became strange.

The previous assessment is still fresh in my mind. There are ten people in each group. It's not easy for one person to pass the assessment in the end. There are six people in this group. The most surprising thing is that among the six people, except mu Hanyan himself, the other five are all related to him. Three are his personal guards and two are his friends.

The first dandy in Beijing is really popular.

"How do I feel that the hardest one among the six people is mu Hanyan?" Someone carefully looked at the six people on the field, said doubtfully.

"If you don't say that I haven't found it yet, it seems that mu Hanyan is much harder than others." Someone echoed.

At this time, Hua Yue and Zi Rong are also trying their best to understand the meaning of sword. They are also sweating. However, even Tang Bufan and Ling Baobao, who are the least powerful, seem to be much more relaxed than mu Hanyan.

"What's so strange about that? How many of these aristocratic dandies have real abilities? If it wasn't for the support of the family, a gang of dog legs, and a gang of fox friends, what a storm they could have caused. " Someone said with disdain.

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