aircannonsinc Chapter 257 Sword Fight
Chapter 257 Sword Fight
For three hundred years, the sun rises and sets without stopping.
Thunderclouds covered Mingshen Island. After a few muffled noises, heavy rain fell, washing the land, nourishing all things in the world, and also nourishing the creatures on the land.
On the small hill, Lei Dianying was holding a knife with a black handle and tip, and purple in the middle of the blade. The blade was not sharpened, so it should not be used for combat, at least not at the moment.
Ten steps away from her, Mo Ran was also holding a knife. It was a knife condensed from the element of rock. The blade was golden and domineering, simple and majestic.
"Lei Dianying is here to participate in the swordsmanship created by the demon god Baalzeb of Inazuma Thunder!" Lei Dianying holds the knife in one hand and raises it above his head. It is not impossible to perform swordsmanship with the knife.
Hearing this slightly long name, Mo Ran swung his sword into a sword flower and said casually, "There is no way or skill. I, the founder of Benxin Style, Mo Ran, accept the challenge!"
"Puchi, hahahaha..." Kitsai Palace was kneeling under the eaves. He couldn't help laughing when he heard the self-introductions of the man and the demon god.
Sasa Yuri, who was sitting upright next to her, was also laughing quietly, but she was not laughing like the white-haired fox, who was shaking with laughter.
Two figures were reflected in Lei Dianzhen's purple eyes, and he said gently: "Then, the first round of sword competition, the battle, begins!"
At the command, the battle began immediately.
Lei Dianying took the initiative, waving Mengxiang Yixin and rushing towards the man in black. At this moment, the tip of the knife moved forward, pointing directly at his heart.
The action was completed almost instantly, but Mo Ran had experienced countless life-and-death battles after all, so he was not panicked. He held the knife horizontally in front of him, trying to block the attack directly.
However, Lei Dianying smiled slightly, and when the two knives were about to collide, he suddenly retracted his force and changed the direction of the knives. The original straight stabbing move turned into a downward chopping move.
"Good idea." Mo Ran praised after dodging sideways, and swung the knife in his hand diagonally towards Lei Dianying. If the knife hit him directly, his head would fall to the ground.
Sonorous!
The sound of heavy weapons striking each other was heard, like an iron pickaxe that was not digging very fast, hitting the rock that even time could not erode.
Lei Dianying held the knife with both hands, blocked the attack horizontally, and then took several steps back before stopping. He said with difficulty: "Come on!"
The rain soaked their clothes and slid off the tips of the blades of the weapons in their hands. After looking at each other, they raised their swords and rushed forward again. The swords flashed and shadows flashed. If there were any mortals here, they would be frightened by the swordsmanship of this Thunder God.
What would be even more shocking is that the young man in black swung his sword casually, but each strike was just right, landing where it should fall.
After hundreds of moves, Lei Dianying dodged the opponent's knife by moving his body downward when the knife was raised, and the tip of the knife stopped at Mo Ran's heart.
Before she could laugh and celebrate her victory, she felt the gleaming blade on her neck. If it moved even slightly, Lei Dianying would be beheaded and die on the spot.
"It's a draw, both sides put down their swords and make peace politely!" Lei Dianzhen took his reporting work seriously and responsibly.
"It's boring. After more than a hundred years of revisions and decades of sword fighting, we're still tied." Lei Dianying stood up and looked at the Dream in his hand, wondering what was missing.
Mo Ran dispersed his rock blade, glanced at her unhappily, and said dimly: "Compared to decades ago when you were defeated within ten moves every time, you have made rapid progress!"
"What's the use? I still can't beat you. Well, why is it that my brother's swordsmanship is obviously disorganized, but I can always defend and counterattack well?" Lei Dianying asked another question that he always asked after each battle.
Whenever this happened, Mo Ran would spread his hands and say, "I've told you many times, Ying, I don't know swordsmanship. What I just did was just normal behavior of seeking benefits and avoiding harm."
"I knew you would say that. I really want to know where you learned these skills of seeking profit and avoiding harm!" Not getting the answer he wanted, Lei Dianying looked depressed.
"If you really want to know, I can tell you." Mo Ran walked under the eaves and dried his body and clothes instantly. He felt like he had just taken a hot bath and was extremely comfortable and satisfied.
Lei Dianying hurriedly followed and asked him to help dry it for him. Then he sat down carelessly, picked up a piece of dessert and put it in his mouth, his eyes full of anticipation.
When the three people next to him heard Mo Ran was about to talk about his past again, they pricked up their ears, not wanting to miss a single word, because for someone like him, his past was really too curious.
Mo Ran held a cup of tea and said slowly: "Seeking benefits and avoiding harm, to put it simply, is to only choose things that are beneficial to yourself."
"When we were fighting just now, I had only one idea in mind: to ensure that I would not get hurt while maximizing my advantage. I also needed to pay attention to the next step, or even the action within five steps, before making any moves."
"That's why Ying felt increasingly exhausted during the battle, and eventually lost the battle."
Hu Zhaigong's eyelids jumped, and he covered his mouth and said, "If a normal person fought like this, he would have been chopped down by someone."
"I'm just a human with elven blood. In the battle just now, I didn't use my real strength. I only condensed a sword. The rest was based on what I saw and heard, as well as my combat experience to decide whether to draw the sword or dodge." Mo Ran took a sip of tea and explained.
Sasayuri looked curious and asked, "You have the blood of an elf? But, what is an elf?"
"They are similar to Inazuma's monsters and the Oni tribe. They have human bodies but have the characteristics of their own race, just like the two of you. One of you has fox ears, and the other one is wearing a Tengu headdress."
"Elves have a pair of pointed ears." Mo Ran spoke a little lighter than usual.
Since Lei Yingdian was thinking about the battle just now and the strategy of seeking benefits and avoiding harm, Hu Zhaigong continued to ask: "But you don't have such characteristics?"
"My mother and sister are elves, but my father should be a human, otherwise I would not look like a human." Mo Ran said without thinking.
"Who called me?" Lei Dianying asked in confusion. Then she realized that everyone was looking at her. She became even more confused and asked, "What's wrong?"
Raidenjin smiled softly and said, "It's nothing. We were just talking about my brother's family and Ying just happened to interrupt."
"Then what? What's so funny?" Lei Dianying scratched her head. This explanation did not make her suddenly enlightened. Instead, it made her even more confused.
Kitsai Palace laughed and said, "Because I'm talking about your brother's blood-related sister, not you!"
"Is that so... wait, the brother has a biological sister!" Lei Dianying realized it belatedly, and suddenly all the things about swordsmanship in his head became idle, and the scenes of the original family members bullying their adopted sons came to his mind.
What should I do? What if his family comes and doesn't accept my sister and me? If that happens, my brother will be caught in the middle. Will it be difficult? If he is sad because he doesn't recognize his biological sister...
It’s scary just thinking about it. Lei Dianying, whose mind was not occupied by martial arts, immediately directed and acted out a big drama in his mind, and there were even no less than three endings.
The four people around her saw the wavering look on her face and had already guessed what was going on, because Lei Dianying had recently become obsessed with the novels that Mo Ran brought.
Although he brought many types of books, Lei Dianying just liked to read those novels with love plots. One of them was about how an adopted daughter of a wealthy family was bullied and her resistance was futile, leading to the tragic death of both the protagonist and the other.
After watching the movie, Lei threw himself into his sister's arms and cried heart-wrenchingly. While feeling sad, he also cursed the author, showing how grief-stricken and angry he was.
"Ahem." Mo Ran cleared his throat, looked at Lei Dianying, sighed slightly, and said, "Don't bring up the plots of those bloody novels. My family is very good and will not reject you and Zhen."
"Really?" Lei Dianying blinked his purple eyes, still feeling a lingering fear.
"Of course, it is said that what a person is like will probably determine what his family is like. Do you think I am that kind of person?" Mo Ran said slowly.
"No." Lei Dianying did not hesitate. Comparing this brother's behavior, personality and attitude towards them, there was nothing to say.
Lei Dianzhen also spoke up at this time: "So, don't worry, Ying. Novels are generally fictional, but the feelings between you, me and my brother are all real!"
"Since it's not fake, nor does it exist out of thin air, it really does exist. My brother has also made it clear, so what is there to worry about?"
"That's right." Lei Dianying nodded.
Hu Zhaigong closed his eyes slightly, looked at Lei Dianzhen with some unusual meaning, and said: "Zhen, what you said just now seems to be very problematic."
Lei Dianzhen laughed and said, "No, it's just that you pay too much attention to the choice of words and not the expression. It's normal to make some mistakes in the choice of words occasionally."
"Brother, what do you think?" Mo Ran, who was suddenly mentioned by Lei Dianzhen, said casually: "Instead of arguing about this, it is better to think about the influence of those novels."
Hearing this, Lei Dianying raised his arms and shouted, "Don't take it back. Don't take the novel back!"
"Don't worry, I didn't say to put it away. As the saying goes, it is better to guide than to block. As long as I give you the correct concept first, you won't be affected anymore in the future." Mo Ran patted her shoulder and comforted her.
"That's good." Lei Dianying stroked his chest which had grown a little bit, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's just a novel. Is it necessary to touch yourself to comfort yourself as if you were going through a life-and-death catastrophe? Ying is too weak!" Kitsaigong snorted and laughed.
"The importance of novels to a reader is something that you, a fox who doesn't read novels, will never understand. The brilliant world depicted in the books, the ups and downs of life, the characters standing vividly before you... there are so many things worth talking about." Lei Dianying's eyes were full of longing, like two dazzling stars.
Kitsaigong rolled his eyes at her and said, "Ying can actually say something like that. It seems that reading novels is indeed useful!"
"Haha." Mo Ran chuckled, "Every author paints the world with his pen, adding ink to add human feelings. What we read is not just the story, but also the spirit that the author wants to express."
"The characters in the book are like that, maybe the author himself is like that, or maybe it's the prototype of one of the characters. Although it may not be accurate, it is at least 80% correct!"