The blindfolded life made Allen very uncomfortable. Walking, eating and even his daily routine were very difficult.

But Allen was extremely adaptable and could act freely in just a few days.

Whoosh.

Cyrus held the stick in his hand, rushed towards Allen, and pulled it out with a stick.

"You're here."

Listening to the wind driven by the wooden stick, Alan held the great sword of disaster in his hand, turned around and slashed towards Cyrus.

call.

The great sword flew away, but the wooden stick in Cyrus's hand twitched on Alan's shoulder.

"Don't lift your right elbow so high when waving your weapon."

Cyrus spoke, saying, "When waving a weapon, do not use your own strength to stop the weapon. Instead, judge the landing point at the moment of attack and use the appropriate power. This will save at least half of the power."

"I see."

Allen held the Great Sword of Disaster and continued to swing the sword according to his method, correcting his sword movements.

I learn swordsmanship and domineeringness at the same time.

I ignored the obstacles of my vision in my dreams and started over again, and even my swordsmanship was adjusted.

Cyrus did not learn systematic kendo, but he had natural power and extremely powerful perception. In the three thousand battles in the arena, he mastered the domineering spirit of seeing and hearing, and improved his sword skills to the most accurate battle.

The easiest and most direct defeat of your opponent.

Cyrus kept attacking Alan with a wooden stick, and whipped Alan one after another.

One morning, Allen was sobbed that he had six wooden sticks broken, and under the huge force of Cyrus, his body was bruised.

"I think you can take off the cloth from your eyes when you eat or do other things."

Cyrus handed the barbecue to Allen and said, "Just put it on during the battle."

"That would still be confused by vision."

Allen took the barbecue, put it in his mouth and took a bite, and said, "I want to exercise my perception ability every moment."

"You're too anxious."

Cyrus shook his head and said, "But it does work, as long as you can hold on."

"Don't worry."

Alan ate the barbecue in big mouthfuls, swallowed it and said, "Behind the third house, there is a raised on the ground, Mr. Cyrus, you can pull it out."

"oh?"

Cyrus stood up and came to the back of the house according to Allen's words. He saw a dirty iron rod extending from the ground. He walked over and removed the soil on it, and found that it was a thick hilt of sword.

He held the hilt of the sword and pulled it up hard, and a big sword was pulled out of the ground.

"This sword..."

Cyrus stared at the sword. Although it was stained with a lot of soil, he could still feel the thickness of the sword.

"It's thicker and wider than my sword."

Cyrus held the big sword and slashed a sword in the distance, and released the chopping waves and cut open the trees.

"Very sharp, what a good sword."

Cyrus held the sword and walked back to Alan and handed it to Alan, "For you."

"I destroyed Mr. Cyrus' sword."

Allen raised his head, looked in the direction of Cyrus, and said, "This sword will be loaned to Mr. Cyrus for the time being. However, because this is the relic of my friend's master, I cannot give it to Mr. Cyrus. So if I have the chance, I will compensate Mr. Cyrus for a better sword."

"Forget compensation, it's just an ordinary sword."

Cyrus looked at the sword in his hand, stroked the sword body, and asked, "The relics of an outstanding swordsman, does this sword have a name?"

"twilight!"

Allen said: "This sword is called Twilight."

When I left here and went to Dresrosa, I decided to leave.

At that time, the two swords of Destruction and Twilight were no longer suitable for me. I had already planned to build a suitable sword, so the two swords were of little use to me.

It’s okay to throw away the destruction, but the twilight belongs to Alex and cannot be thrown away by himself, so he put it here.

When they met again, they took out the sword again. Now Cyrus has no sword, so he happened to use it temporarily.

At that time, I will prepare a better sword for Cyrus to replace it.

...

"Die me."

With a loud shout, a sexy figure turned his left foot inward, his body rotated, and his right leg slashed towards the rear, "Spin the Round Slash."

At the end of the leg was a sharp blade that instantly struck through the chest, leaving a deep trace of bone visible.

puff.

Blood spurted out and landed on the figure, especially on the beautiful face, with blood all over it.

"Bab5 wins, congratulations to her once again defeating an opponent and getting the last qualification to participate in the monthly victory conference. She will fight against the heavy hitter Noska in three days."

The commentator's voice sounded, and cheers rang out in the entire arena.

"Bab5 won again and entered the monthly conference, it's amazing."

"This is her first time in the Monthly Conference, right? It turns out that she was defeated by the enemy in the semi-finals."

"I don't know if Bab5 can win this time, the enemy is the winner of the monthly conference for three consecutive months."

There were sounds one after another around, but Bab5 turned a deaf ear and dragged his injured body toward the distance.

"Quick, hurry, send it to the operating room for treatment."

Bab5 entered the lounge, and immediately a doctor carried the stretcher onto the stretcher, carried the bab5 onto the stretcher, sent it to the infirmary, and carried it to the operating table. Then the doctor checked the injuries and said, "There are four wounds, and the wound needs to be sutured. Quickly, prepare for local anesthesia."

"Don't get anesthesia injection."

Bab5's voice sounded, with a hint of stubbornness, and said, "Just stitch it for me like this."

"But the wound is long and requires a lot of needles."

The doctor said, "Sir bab5, I think..."

"I said, no anesthesia."

Bab5's voice was cold.

"Okay, okay."

The doctor was not saying anything, just sutured it for bab5, but bab5 didn't say a word, his lips were pursed, and his hands were clenched into fists.

When the sewing was completed, Bab5's face was a little pale and his face was covered with sweat.

"It's basically okay."

After the doctor asked the nurse to bandage, he said, "Next, you need to rest and walk in one day."

But after speaking, Bab5 had already sat up and was about to get off the operating table.

"Sir bab5, it's better not to move now."

The doctor said, but Bab5 turned a deaf ear and walked out of the infirmary, left the Arena of Dresrosa, and returned to the King's Heights in a carriage.

"Another enemy that can break through my defense."

Bab5 returned to the room and lay on the bed and said, "If you are eligible for the semi-finals, my defense is not very useful in front of them."

Bab5 can turn the body into various weapons, which is stronger than steel's defense, but the semi-finalist of the Monthly Conference can already break her defense.

"You also need to improve your defense."

Bab5 thought that some alloys are harder than steel now, so it is best for you to reach this hardness.

"It can already defeat the opponents of 8,500 bounty Bailey, and the progress has been much faster than before, but it is not enough."

Bab5 thought, "That guy Alan, at the age of seventeen, could already defeat 120 million Bailey's opponents, and I'm still far from it."

"The next one is the heavy hitter Nokas, the enemy of 103 million Bailey."

Bab5 has a strong fighting spirit in his heart, and he must be defeated.

Bab5's eyes fell in the distance, where there was a gray sword.

The heavy sword "destroyed"

The great sword left by Allen was taken in by Bab5. Like himself, it was a 'weapon' that Allen gave up

Not needed or valued, just give up easily.

You must regret it!
Chapter completed!