For He Ma, after he was full, He Ma decided to try to see how fierce his level 12 combat was.
Before 5 actual combats, you can use your teeth to poke all kinds of strong men into the air. Now that you have reached level 12 actual combat, it is estimated that you can poke people to the ceiling, leaving a human-shaped hole—yes, just like the exaggerated ones in the animation Human Hole.
Kazuma picked up the bamboo knife that Chiyoko used to beat Bando and others just now, and posed in the middle of holding the sword.
After posing properly, he suddenly recalled the feeling when he just held the Bizen Osafune Ichimonji Authentic.
Obviously, the bamboo sword should be much lighter than the real sword, but now Kazuma feels that the real sword that can make a knife sound with a slight shake feels lighter in the hand.
Kazuma waved the wooden knife in his hand casually, and as a result, he missed the feel of the beloved knife he just acquired even more.
I don't know how long it will take for the so-called "going to the forensic department to go through a process" by the Metropolitan Police Department.
Hema couldn't wait to pick it up again, practicing Juhe cut or something.
Of course, there are also things like practicing swords under the cherry blossom tree, and then the petals are cut in half by flying over the blade. This kind of thing must be done.
So far, Kazuma has personally confirmed that there are two ways to strengthen the world, which are temporary and permanent.
Temporary ones are more complicated. Doing things with a sense of ritual can get temporary BUFF, and emotional outbursts on the spot can also gain benefits, and past experiences may also provide temporary BUFF.
So in this world, you must have a life, and you can't hold your head down. If you hold back your level and end up with no life, you can't get angry on the spot, and you may be killed by someone with a lower level than yourself.
To be honest, this made He Ma a little uncomfortable. He read online articles in his previous life, and he was used to the kind of stories where he could hold his head for three thousand years and come out for a second. He usually likes to find a place to practice and level up when he plays games. Boss trouble.
There must be a life now—but after thinking about it with Ma, in the swordsman’s story, don’t those swordsmans like to travel in order to become stronger, and their feelings are accumulating life so as to provide temporary BUFF...
Therefore, he and Ma Hou have to work harder in life, sweating and embracing youth to the fullest.
This is not a problem.
And the way to permanently improve the strength once and for all, one is the permanent entry, and now He Ma already has it. Although it seems to be a BUFF with the restriction of "cannot form a team with others", as long as you don't form a team, it should be very easy. powerful.
You have to find a chance to try it out to know how strong it is.
The second is the various skill levels.
Hema took a look at his new current sword skills, and the experience bar didn't increase much. It seemed that he had to fight someone with high kendo skills in kendo, so that the experience value increased quickly.
As for the actual combat, this feeling doesn’t need to be practiced specially—no, it should be that if you can’t practice, don’t force yourself to practice. After all, the actual combat of life and death will kill people.
He Ma didn't want to go through this kind of thing today with the awareness that there will be no return.
Recall that there were many dangerous moments today, and one of them died due to bad luck.
In addition to entries and skill levels, there is also a permanent way to become stronger, and Hema only confirmed its existence today.
That is the knife, the weapon.
When Tsuda Masaaki picked up Bizen Osafune's samurai, the black and green arrogance on his body seemed to be desperately trying to escape from the sword.
He Ma is sure that he is not mistaken, not a hallucination.
This knife is not compatible with Tsuda Masaaki, so Tsuda did not exert its full performance at all.
Kazuma looked down at his hand, let go of the bamboo knife with his right hand, palm up, and repeated the process of grasping and releasing in the air, reminiscing about the authentic grip of a word.
The tactility of the text pattern on the handle of the knife is not known why it is very prominent, and Kazuma can't help but think about the feeling when his fingers danced the pattern.
Mr. He Ma feels that as long as he holds this knife, his combat power will increase by a few percent out of thin air. The disadvantage is that he may not be able to cut the vital point.
But now that He Ma is planning to take the police route, this may not be a disadvantage.
Moreover, when it comes to killing, it is estimated that Hema can still kill if he wants to.
Maybe in the future, we will meet the kind of enemies who are so evil that they are only good if they are cut. At that time, this Bizen Osafune will make a happy sword cry and tell Kazuma: "It's time to go."
—Ah, my pocket knife, when will it go through the process and return to my hand!
He Ma's current mood is similar to that when he made up the balance and waited for his favorite figure to arrive.
When the knife comes back, Kazuma will definitely lick it, just like he licked his hand.
At this time, Chiyoko entered the dojo. Seeing Kazuma's expression, she hesitated for a moment, and then she took a step back in fear: "Brother, what are you doing? Take my bamboo knife and go crazy? Me, me and Mikako Sister sue!"
He Ma was taken aback, and quickly closed his smirk.
"No no, you misunderstood, I was just reminiscing how I felt when I killed the formation just now, I was just a little immersed."
In fact, it was recalling the feeling of cutting people with a snatched knife, and Kazuma didn't tell Chiyoko the truth.
Chiyoko put down the tea and snacks in her hand, ran to the storage room next to the dojo, took out a bamboo knife and ran back.
"Brother, show me how you kill the formation. Come on, treat me as a member of the Tsuda group."
He Ma shook his head: "No, no, I'm afraid I'll break you."
Now with the blessing of actual combat at level 12, with the same teeth as the horse, maybe Chiyoko can be crippled.
"Let me tell you about the specific process. I stood at the gate of the Tsuda-gumi office like this, and first recited the poem Fifty Years in the World..."
Chiyoko: "Why?"
"Pray for the protection of Lord Nobunaga, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, and obtain the ultimate intention of Ozazama." Kazuma talked nonsense, and he couldn't tell Chiyoko that he had a system.
Chiyoko couldn't speak, and Kazuma took the opportunity to continue the demonstration: "Then, a guy just went out like this and started yelling at me, so my teeth popped..."
He posed with the horse, and as soon as he exerted his strength, the person rushed out like a bullet.
Chiyoko opened her mouth wide: "What the hell? Wait a minute, brother! You, you just had an afterimage, do you know that?"
He Ma: "Illusion, it should be because the lights in our dojo are too old, and the flicker frequency is low, so it looks like there is an afterimage."
Chiyoko thought for a while: "Oh, that's it... Are you bluffing me?"
I'm just bluffing you!
He Ma said seriously: "No, it must be like this. You will also learn relevant knowledge when you go to high school. This involves the principle of the human eye..."
Facing Chiyoko with the horse is just a fool.
**
In the small living room next to the entrance, Bando and a few Ruozhong sat and ate instant noodles for supper. Originally, they could have bought better things, but because the Kiryu brothers and sisters said they wanted to have supper too, they had no choice but to spend most of their expenses It was used to buy supper for the Tongsheng brothers and sisters, and a group of jiudao could only huddle in the small living room and eat noodles.
This group of people are all dressed in standard extreme style, but now several big men are crowded together, surrounded by a water bottle, each with a Nissin plastic instant noodle bowl, the scene is a bit funny.
"Eat well, and then we will be divided into the following shifts to stand guard at night." Bando said.
A younger brother frowned and complained: "Why did the Tsuda group knock down the gate and ask us to guard it?"
Bando waved his hand and slapped the little boy on the head: "Idiot, from tonight onwards, there will be no more Tsuda-gumi."
The younger brother who was slapped on the head nodded: "That's right."
The other younger brother muttered: "Have you heard what I said just now, there is an afterimage sword skill, I want to see it too."
"It's fake, why is there an afterimage?"
Bandong listened to the little brothers chatting, and didn't try to stop him, but just concentrated on talking.
In Japan, it is impolite to eat noodles, otherwise it is impolite, especially when the chef is around, there must be a rambunctious sound.
Although there is no chef here, everyone is still chattering very vigorously, and it is natural to get used to it.
At this moment, Bando heard the sound of a car braking far away from outside.
"Wait a minute!" Bandong yelled in a low voice to stop his men's noodle-smacking movements, and then he listened carefully, "There are cars, parked not far away, three to four. Don't eat, let's go, go to the door and line up Row!"
After finishing speaking, he put the instant noodles on the table, stood up and strode out of the completely destroyed porch to the road outside.
In the distance, several high-end black cars had their headlights on, forcing Bando to squint his eyes.
His younger brothers all ran out and gathered behind him at this moment.
One of them asked, "How?"
"Go back to the office and call someone, and the others will line up with me and guard the gate!"
Bando ordered as if he was facing a big enemy.