MTL - Kendo True Explanation-v4 Chapter 462 referee one

  Fight to determine the strongest swordsman in the world!

   This is Lin Fei's goal now.

  In the name of Yan Fei, while gaining the title of the strongest in the entire Hua Kingdom in name, the most important thing is to take the opportunity to practice her own swordsmanship realm. Now he can already feel that he is more and more trapped in an inexplicable time.

   This is a wonderful feeling.

  He is immersed in the time of cultivation every moment, without boredom or exhaustion, it is just a habit, a matter of course. As if he had lived like this from the beginning.

  Cultivate the sword, purify, gather demon power, cultivate the sword, cultivate the sword, cultivate the sword...  

  Battles in the Sword Code always gave him a feeling of being unscrupulous.

  Because, in the Sword Code, he will not die.

   This is what he wants to fight in reality.

  In the Sword Code, at most, the mind will be damaged, the difference is only the difference of size.

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  Sword Code Space

  Boom!

  A group of orange-red flames exploded suddenly.

  Lin Fei jumped away and stood in the distance. Quietly looking at the direction of the flame.

   "This is spiritual swordsmanship?" He raised the demon sword flatly. With a whoosh, blue-purple flames shot out and attached to the sword.

  The entire sword was constantly burning with blue-purple flames, but it didn't have the slightest temperature.

   "That's all." The flame dissipated immediately, eliminating the remaining spiritual power on the sword.

  ‘The sword master wins. Please select an option: 1. Resurrection of the defeated. Second, obtain one of the sword skills of the defeated. '

  Jiandian's voice came coldly.

   "Choose two." The demon sword in Lin Fei's hand slowly dissipated. The white robe fluttered, almost completely covering the body like a cloak.

  In an instant, a stream of complicated information flowed into his mind continuously. The content is impressively the content of the swordsman who was killed just now.

  'Do you want to play off? The opponent, Alexander the Great of the Silver Empire. '

"no."

  Lin Fei looked down at the metal fragments that were slowly dissipating on the ground.

   Those were the body fragments of the semi-mechanized swordsman that he chopped into pieces just now. For such cyborg swordsmen, he already had a general understanding of their attack methods. The difference after that is nothing more than faster attack power and attack speed. The other is the spiritual swordsmanship used. For Lin Fei, hallucinations were meaningless. Whether it is demon power or real power, they all have the induction effect of breaking the illusion.

   "So far, I have fought hundreds of times, and every time the opponent is no lower than B-level. Sixty to seventy percent of the opponents are A-level. This kind of battle is meaningless." Lin Fei said softly. "I have enough knowledge of swordsmanship. But I still can only stay where I am. What is missing?"

  "If you don't know the answer. Then fight, keep fighting. If there is no opponent, then go to find the limit. This is my original choice."

  An indifferent voice sounded from the depths of Jiandian space.

   "Limit?" Lin Fei was thoughtful.

"Regardless of the royal court or my star field, there is no war for no reason. Back then, I took the initiative to open the plane channel and connect the space of the royal court. Even if we are all lost now, I still have no regrets." The voice continued, without any regrets. No emotional fluctuations.

   "Wang Ting killed my family, my friends, and destroyed everything. But when I fight, I don't go for revenge. Do you understand why?"

  Lin Fei was silent for a while.

   "As a sword cultivator, I have lost the will to move forward. That is just the sword holder. So we will not have any fetters. I understand what you said."

"Your sister, your parents, those insignificant things, insignificant family affection. All of them will fade with the passage of time. The only thing that can accompany you forever is our front. Choose a path and keep walking forever. No regrets. Because regret means stepping back, and everything before is in vain.”….

   "You want to say, no matter what, the only thing that can accompany me is my sword?" Lin Fei said lightly.

  “No thinking means forgetting to think. Forget about the present.

  No thought, just thought. Nostalgia, that is the past.

  No thought is the future, imagination. Forget about the present past and the future. This is the top three sword realms of the Sword Code. Maybe it won't be the strongest, but it must be the most difficult to achieve. That is the key that opens the way to the High. "

  Lin Fei laughed.

   "Forget everything, then what is the meaning of self?"

   "Only by forgetting time and space can my heart be immortal. That is the mark of will that transcends time and space. It is the only way to live forever."

   "Then you can understand this, why was you still defeated by Wang Ting?" Lin Fei asked suddenly.

  The voice stopped abruptly.

  Lin Fei smiled slightly.

   "Whether it is correct or not, who can say clearly. Right or wrong is just a collection of opinions of the majority of people. It is the opinion of others. It is not mine."

  He turned around and instantly turned into countless golden sands.

   "How do you know that my current path is wrong?"

  The golden sand slowly dissipated.

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  Provence, France

  Papal Palace

  Under the afternoon sun, the entire palace was glowing a pale red. That's the color the bricks reflect sunlight.

  The Pope's Palace once lived seven popes successively.

  The former glory, the former glory, are gradually receding under the corrosion of the years.

   This fortress-like palace is now nothing but a relic of the past.

  The top of the uppermost wall of the palace.

  A white figure of one month stood quietly, holding a white wooden staff in his hand that was higher than his head. Wearing a white robe, the whole person is hidden in a white light.

   None of the tourists who came in and out of the lower part noticed the figure above. As if he was just an illusory existence.

   "It's opened, the second seal." The figure said softly, his voice old and dry.

   "My lord, I obey your will, and I am willing to take this responsibility." A tall knight in gold armor and a white cloak slowly appeared in front of the figure, kneeling on one knee.

   "Caesar, your lifespan has reached its limit?" Yuebai figure said calmly.

  The knight's golden helmet nodded slightly.

   "I will be in these times. Finally fight for your will."

"No need, speed up. Let the seal be released faster. I can feel that the seal is really completely released this time. There are countless elemental forces floating in the air that are becoming more and more active. That is only the blood of the Holy Spirit." Only the owner has the ability to unblock." The voice of the figure became more and more subtle.

   "Yes..." The knight responded in a low voice.

   "Give the Holy Spirit faster and stronger desire, the desire for strength, this is the way to speed up. Cut off her fetters. Remove her worries and retreat."

   "Defeat her, but don't kill her. Humiliation, sadness, resentment, hatred, only original sin is the biggest fire of lust." The figure kept talking almost like raving.

   "Cesar. As the Pope, you should know what to do?"

  The half-kneeling body of the knight moved slightly.

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  Huaguo Kyoto

  Fencing Club Headquarters

  Lin Fei stood in front of the window in the hall. Holding crystal clear green tea in his hand. A faint tea fragrance permeated the air.

  Ning Que leaned halfway on the side table, playing with a small black pen in his hand.

  Xi Yueqing was bored and kept pressing her phone.

   "Your power is becoming more and more pure." Ning Que suddenly glanced at Lin Fei and said.

   "In just a few months, the sword intent has reached this level of perfection. Presumably no one wants to have an enemy like you."

   Indeed, if Lin Fei really wants to divide his strength now. In the whole world, except for the **** level, maybe only Griffin and the unknown S-level of the pantheon can be at the same level as him. …

  Even Ning Que himself was no match for Lin Fei under the suppression of the planet's suppression. Perhaps only when the body is complete can there be a tie.

   "Even if our Yuehua Sword Sect has been established for tens of thousands of years, no one can compare with Lord Sword Master," Xi Yueqing sneered. "Is there anything else you need to say?"

   For some reason, he just disliked Ning Que. Isn't it just a little bit stronger than him? In front of the sword master, he actually had a calm expression.

  Lin Fei looked at the sunset outside the window.

   "For some reason, I feel that perfecting the sword intent is not so unattainable. It matches me very well."

"For a genius with stronger talent, it is easier to practice perfecting sword intent. Although no one has succeeded, all geniuses progress very quickly in this aspect of practice. At your level, it is natural faster." Ning Que smiled and said, "My star domain master must have already told you? To be able to talk to the domain master on an equal footing. This means that he has recognized you, my lord, and will definitely become a strong man at his level in the future. By."

   "Forget it. Let's not talk about this." Lin Fei turned around. His face fell into shadow in the sun.

   "How is the competition going?"

"It's ready to start. The death battlefield space built with the evolution rate of the Temple of Extinction seems to be integrated with this world, but in fact it is completely in a different time and space. The excess power escapes and rushes into the void of the universe at most." When Xi Yueqing talked about business, he also became serious.

   "According to the arrangement of the competition, if someone can defeat one of the two of us, then he will be eligible to challenge you. And the winner will be the real strongest swordsman in the world!"

"But presumably no one can really do this. Although we won't use any extra power, we will only fight with swordsmanship and use our body to drive sword intent. But even so, your plan may come to nothing, sir." Xi Yueqing laughed.

   "Maybe there will be surprises?" Lin Fei was noncommittal.

   "There are still three days until the competition starts. The two members of Heretic Fate Roulette held this year's new blood selection competition, which will last for exactly three days. We invite you to be the chief referee." Ning Que said.

   "Chief referee? I remember there were three? Who are the other two?"

   "One is the Tower Master of the Conquest of Magic, and the other is the Great Elder of the Hand of Light, who is also one of the monarchs of the Dark Alliance. They are acquaintances." Ning Que replied.

   "Speaking of the Dark Alliance, the relationship with us is starting to become tense now. It must be that we have not fulfilled our promise to open the Alisa Gate, which makes them dissatisfied." Xi Yueqing laughed.

   "Go and have a look." Lin Fei nodded.

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