Yaerlin's eyes narrowed slightly into a thin line. His eyes were as sharp as a knife gouging out a glance at Sauron, and the data unit of (1, 1) appeared on his retina.

A quality unit with a sufficient amount of 1 point. The data can't fully explain everything, but it is enough to prove from the side that this man who is full of beast-like danger is very powerful, and everyone he has ever encountered is stronger than Arlin.

But Yaerlin didn't take his mind off. He wouldn't fight the opponent for no reason because the opponent was strong. He and Sauron were two completely different people. Sauron could not seek to fight for any benefit. Enjoy the thrill of battle; Yaerin would never do such a thing, and every battle of his must have a strong purpose and utility.

In other words, Sauron enjoys the process of fighting, while Yaerlin pursues the outcome of the battle, and fighting and killing are just means to an end.

"Do you know what you are doing? Who gave you the courage to provoke the Navy?" A cold light flashed in Yaerlin's squinted eyes. Frost Moon Island is also the area where the Navy's 153 branch guards and patrols, and he Erlin is absolutely not allowed to have uncontrolled armed organizations within his jurisdiction.

And Roronoa Zoro's actions at the moment, in the eyes of Yaerlin, are not only his personal impulses, but also represent the attitude of the dojo, at least some kind of connivance, and lack of respect for the navy. Heart.

"I can understand it as Yixin Dojo's provocation of the 153rd branch of the Navy." Yaerlin showed a faint killing intent, and the corners of his mouth twitched in a dignified arc.

Zoro stared at the navy on the bow in a stunned manner. Following Yaerlin's words, they all raised their guns and aimed them at him. A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he half-squatted on his feet to be on guard. The two knives were already blocking his chest, and even more so. The strange thing is that there is a sharp blade in his mouth.

Mito stream!

"Strange knife-wielding posture!" Yaerlin's pupils shrank slightly, the hairs on his chest exploded slightly, and he felt as if he was locked by a ferocious killing intent. Even surrounded by the protection of a group of navies, he still instinctively noticed a trace of it. threaten.

The left hand was raised, and the navy on both sides received the order to slowly lower the **** of their guns, but still stared at Sauron with a solemn expression, Yaerlin looked at Sauron indifferently, and suddenly raised his foot and landed three times in front of Sauron. step distance.

"I agreed to your challenge!" Yaerlin showed an intriguing sneer on his face: "But not here, let's go to Yixin Dojo."

Sauron was alert in his heart, and had a feeling similar to Kabbah just now, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake. He looked at the weird smile on Yaerlin's face, and was suddenly in a dilemma.

"Let Kaba come down and lead the way!"

Yaerlin ignored Sauron's silence, the deck of the warship lowered the ladder, Kaba put on a brand new military uniform and walked down pale, walking past Sauron towards the direction of Yixin Dojo.

Sauron gritted his teeth, sheathed his sword, turned his head over Kabbah, and hurried back toward the dojo. He had a premonition that his impulse this time might break the long-term tranquility of Yixin Dojo. That second lieutenant in the navy was not a good person.

Two rows of fully-armed navy soldiers exuding a shrewd vibe were clearing the way ahead. Yaerlin was wearing white gloves with a grim expression. All the residents in the town stared at the marching navy with astonished eyes. The sound of his footsteps stomping on everyone's heartbeat.

Disgust, awe, worship, yearning... All kinds of strange eyes converge, the only thing that is the same is that no one dares to approach, the noisy town seems to become quiet for a moment, and it is not until the navy lined up that the noise resumes. And more lively voices than ever.

Yixin Dojo is located in the corner of Shuangyue Town. It covers a very large area. At this moment, Koushiro put down the teacup with the same expression on his face, and slowly got up and walked towards the door. Zoro followed behind him with a slightly annoyed expression.

"Sauron, Frostmoon Town is too small. To become the world's number one swordsman, you not only need to temper the sword in your hand, but also your heart. You need to experience all kinds of cruel battles. After seeing all kinds of characters, only with a clear and mellow state of mind, can the sword in your hand truly become a part of your body, sending and receiving from your heart!"

"A true swordsman should know why he draws his sword. There is nothing in the world that cannot be cut off by the sword in his hand; but he should also understand that when it is necessary to hide the sword, the softest thing in the world is the sword, like breathing. , brushed over the willow leaves without hurting them in the slightest."

"Only if you know how to hide the sword can you hear the breath of the sword!"

Zoro frowned. He couldn't understand Koushiro's words. Those things were too profound and boring. His understanding of kendo was to be violent and fierce.

Koushiro looked at Zoro's expression, and knew that he didn't listen at all, and sighed: "Zuoro, you have an enviable talent, similar to the instinct of a beast, in that case, follow your instinct to pursue it. ."

What is the instinct of beasts, that is, natural selection, the strong survive, and obtain the nutrients for survival and strength in the battle of life and death.

The wooden door of the dojo was pushed open, and the navy lined up came in. An aura full of discipline and killing spread throughout the dojo~lightnovelpub.net~ This is a kind of completely different and even opposite to individual freedom and agility. Power, it is full of chilling and heavy depression.

If it is said that the extreme of personal force is the sword that aspires to open up mountains and seas, then the collective strength that is gathered by discipline and organization is the mountain standing in the sky, the sea abyss that surrounds the land, and the mountains and seas themselves.

If it was said that the group of navy stood on the side of the ship just now, Sauron didn't have a special feeling, then now this group of uninvited guests rushed into his territory, the kind of severe and heavy coercion shocked him. Especially when he was looking at the navy lieutenant who walked in, he wanted to challenge the opponent, and he suddenly felt that the opponent was not alone. There seemed to be a majestic behemoth behind it, and the momentum of those navies seemed to be taken condensed on the body.

"You are going to challenge me, and now I'm here at the invitation!" Yaerlin stood in the center of the dojo. He glanced at the Yixin Dojo. All the students around him who were looking at him were dodging their eyes unconsciously. He sneered, his eyes cold. Staring at Roronoa Zoro, and finally fixed on Koushiro with a gentle smile on his face, his pupils shrank imperceptibly.

That calm face didn't have the slightest bit of viciousness, but Yaerlin felt a chill in his heart. His two life experience has long passed the superficiality of looking at people's skin, but he couldn't even see the light-hearted man in front of him. Through, he couldn't read the other party's inner thoughts at the moment under that gentle expression, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of joy and anger.

And the strange annotation (?, 1) on the retina is also confirming Yaerlin's judgment, the inestimable depth of the master of the opposite dojo.

There was no change in his face. He just stayed on Koushiro's face for a moment, then calmly moved away and returned to Zoro's face. He said coldly, "Roronoa Zoro, you can draw your sword."