was discovered
Jason frowned, but immediately laughed softly: "Old General Annuo, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand."
"Oh, cautious little guy."
"I know Gerrard too well."
"Although you are very similar, your temperament is still slightly different."
The old general chuckled, paused, and continued: "What's more... Gerald is good at swordsmanship, and the muscles on his back are more slender. You should be good at chopping and other knives, and your muscles are more slender. Knot."
Are the muscles caused by swordsmanship and swordsmanship different
Jason was taken aback.
It was a question he had never thought about.
In other words, I am not suitable for swordsmanship because of the different parts of my muscles.
It seemed that he had sensed Jason's thoughts.
The old general patted Jason on the back hard.
"Don't think so much useless!"
"Whether it is sword technique or knife technique, it is a killing technique!"
"There is no distinction between superior and inferior killing skills, it only has one point: kill the enemy!"
After the old general finished speaking, he let go of Jason with his hands, and took a step back, still with a smile on his face, he said word by word: "Remember! When you use the knife... go forward!"
After finishing speaking, the old general walked towards Xiao Lide.
"Old General..."
Snapped!
Just as the valet was about to greet him, the old general gave him a light slap on the back of his head.
However, it is very crisp.
The personal servant looked at the old general in a daze.
The old general laughed and walked into the room.
"Hurry back to Hans Harbor."
"You are still needed there."
The voice of the old general came from the room.
A hundred harbor guards accompanied them.
Jason and Lide embarked on the journey back to Hans Harbor.
"General Annuo found out?"
In the carriage, Xiao Lide exclaimed.
The valet's voice was full of disbelief.
For Xiao Lide, being discovered by someone close to him is not unacceptable.
However, in his mind, the person who discovered it should be someone like Chief of Staff Sidling.
It shouldn't be General Annuo.
It's not that there is any contempt for the old general.
It's just that the old general's usual behavior doesn't seem like a careful person.
"Wisdom like a fool?"
"The intuition of a rough man?"
Little Lide thought blankly.
After Jason made a statement to Lide, he didn't pay attention to these things.
Such a discovery is not a mistake.
Because the old general is one of his own.
Moreover, Jason was still thinking about what the old general said.
'When the knife is out... go forward! '
He felt that what the old general said made sense.
Because, every time he slashed out, no matter who the enemy in front of him was, he didn't think about anything, just slashed down.
If you can't kill him with one blow, just strike again.
Then, continue chopping.
There is always a knife that can bear fruit.
No need to defend.
No need to block.
It only needs to be cut with a knife.
As Jason thought about it, a very simple but always forgotten truth appeared in his mind involuntarily—
Be faster than the enemy.
Be tougher than the enemy.
be stronger than the enemy.
If none of these!
then...
Stronger than the vitality of the enemy!
It's a big deal and change it!
perish together!
Either you die or I die.
And I am immortal...
Therefore, the defeated must be the enemy!
Thinking of this, Jason seemed to have opened up his heart knot.
what a trick.
What fencing.
What knife skills.
All forgotten.
I just have to remember:
I, Jason, am immortal.
A faint breath began to condense on Jason.
It was an indomitable momentum.
That was the aura of not fearing life and death.
The two are mixed together.
gradually become...
sharp!
Like an unsheathed knife.
Such a sense of sharpness stung Xiao Lide.
The valet looked at Jason subconsciously. He felt that the Viscount saw a tall figure wielding a machete with a wide blade and short handle, and felt that his eyes were bloodshot.
Close your eyes instinctively.
Then, open it again.
Jason is still Jason.
Sitting there motionless.
That sharp feeling has also disappeared.
It seems that everything just now was an illusion.
However, the valet doesn't think so.
"You just got something?"
Little Leed asked.
"Um."
"The old general's advice is very effective."
Jason nodded without hiding it.
"Then do you still need the sword skills records mentioned earlier?"
Little Leed asked.
After breaking through the current stage, the pursuit of the next stage has already changed, and some things that should be applicable will no longer be applicable.
"certainly!"
"I want to prove something!"
Jason spoke loudly.
I broke through the knot!
me now...
For swordsmanship skills, it must be easy to grasp!
Jason thought very confidently.
And this kind of confidence lasted until the next morning, when Jason returned to Hans Harbor, 111 Deren Street.
111 Durham Street, fifth floor.
Denise happily held a bowl of snacks and watched Jason practice the knife.
That's right, practicing knives.
In the eyes of the dead girl, every time Jason slashed, he was powerful, fast as lightning, and breathtaking.
"awesome."
"Jason, your knife skills have become stronger."
Denise is someone who doesn't hide herself.
It praised it very simply.
Jason froze.
Knife...
I practice swordsmanship!
In the inheritance of 'Yanbao', the swordsmanship is famous for its lightness and quickness.
Able to stab with one sword like three or four sword skills.
Snapped!
Jason walked gently in front of Denise, raised his hand, and patted Denise on the forehead.
Denise threw back her grinning head.
Then, Denise stared at Jason fiercely.
It didn't know why Jason hit it.
"It's lunch time."
"Eat meat and bones?"
Jason asked.
"good!"
Denise raised her hands and cheered.
Since Jason and the others left temporarily, it ate alone, it was really lonely.
Now Jason is back.
It is finally no longer lonely.
It takes double servings.
Without leaving the fifth floor, Jason asked the cook to move the table.
The fat aunt walked in with a heavy wooden table in one hand. According to Jason's instructions, after setting the table, two pots of meat and bones were placed on the table.
It's all Denise's.
One pot per serving.
The two sides are naturally two pots.
"My lord, what do you want to eat?"
"Is it still those special foods?"
"The ones prepared for Master Jason."
"Don't worry, no one will know."
The fat aunt looked at Jason with a smile.
The fat aunt who laughed was very kind, but Jason silently glanced at the fat aunt.
Is my acting that bad
Is a close person will find out
Looking at Jason, the fat aunt laughed and lowered her voice:
"Master Gerald is good at creating skills and making up secrets."
"However, he will definitely not use a knife to perform sword skills."
"Although there are also swords used to perform swordsmanship, but they are light knives. It is really difficult for a heavy knife like yours with a wide blade and thick back like a hatchet."
"You need a sword!"
"However, with your stature, I recommend that you continue to use this heavy knife, if you want to change weapons..."
"Mace, how about it?"
"No."
"I'm just trying a little bit."
Jason rejected the fat aunt's offer.
While the fat aunt was preparing lunch for him, Jason walked to the side room.
This is where Gerrard rests.
Importantly, there are swords hanging on the walls.
Jason took it off lightly.
The back muscles drive the shoulders, using the shoulders as the conduction, pouring power into the arms, and the wrists as the axis, stabbing out quickly.
Meditate on the trick you just saw.
Jason raised his sword and stabbed.
However,
Over the top in one fell swoop.
Then, chop it down hard.
Woo!
The whistling sound of piercing the air continued for a long time in the room.
Jason stood there blankly for two seconds.
Then, silently hung the long sword back on the wall.
I must have skipped a meal, had hypoglycemia, and confused the techniques.
Jason thought so.
Not self-soothing.
Rather, the truth.
He continued to tell himself, and then quickly returned to the dining table, quietly waiting for his lunch.
But at this moment, the son of the grand duke of 'Yanbao' came to pay a sudden visit.
and…
With an angry face.