"Goo! Cough! "
From Ichiro's throat, the most painful and heavy muffled sound so far rang.
Attila's merciless slash slashed Ichiro's body, who had no time to dodge.
A hideous wound extended from Ichiro's shoulder to his side abdomen, causing a lot of blood to gush out.
This was undoubtedly a fatal wound.
"Zheng"
The blue flame-like glow on Ichiro's body suddenly disappeared.
"Bang"
With a muffled sound, Ichiro's body could no longer support itself and slowly fell.
Blood dyed the ground under Ichiro's body red, like a pool of blood, constantly spreading around Ichiro's body.
"Brother-sama!"
Seeing this scene, Zhurou finally couldn't help it anymore and rushed directly to this side.
This time, Rozen no longer stopped her, allowing Zhurou and the others to pass by him and rush in Ichiro's direction.
As for Rozen, a talisman appeared in his hand without batting an eyelid.
"As urgent as an order."
While chanting in a low voice, the talisman in Rozen's hand was quietly launched, and the moment it swept out, it disappeared as if it was invisible.
However, there was an extremely obscure green radiance slowly flickering on Yi Hui's body.
Rozen used the invisibility spell to hide the existence of the healing talisman, so that the healing talisman was attached to Ichiro's body and healed him.
Zhurou, who didn't know that, rushed to Ichiro's side in a panic.
"Brother-sama! Brother-sama! "
Zhurou resisted the panic and pressed her small hand on Ichiro's body, letting her hands fluctuate with magical power.
Generally speaking, Water Warlocks would know how to release healing powers, because the human body was basically composed of water. If one could freely manipulate the water in the human body, it would not be difficult to think of healing effects. In theory, one could even achieve miracles like resurrection.
Although Zhu Ying hadn't reached that level yet, with the highest level of magic control, Zhu Ying also knew how to use healing spells. She had no problem helping people with some injuries.
Of course, Pearl couldn't heal the fatal wound yet, so she panicked.
However, Zhu Ying didn't know that she wasn't the only one being healed. There were also invisible healing talismans taking effect.
Under the two-pronged approach, Yi Hui finally coughed a few times and moved his body.
"Elder Brother!"
Zhu Mei cried tears of joy.
"Wu!"
Yi Hui could only groan in agony.
Under such circumstances
"This is your current limit."
Attila said coldly in front of Yi Hui, who was lying in a pool of blood.
"Your swordsmanship is better than mine, and your realm is also higher than mine, but you are still not good at fighting."
Yes.
In Attila's eyes, Yihui was someone who was not good at fighting.
"Your sword does not exist for battle," Attila said coldly. "I am a warrior, so you are no match for me."
That was the only thing Attila could express.
In China, there was a fable about a butcher dismembering an ox.
It referred to a chef who persistently repeated the work of dissecting beef, and in the end, honed the most exquisite dissection skills after more than ten years of repetitive work. He was clearly a chef, but the ox knife in his hand seemed to be able to display the most exquisite knife skills, dissecting an entire ox into distinct pieces.
This was the so-called practice makes perfect.
There was no need for a brilliant knife technique, nor was there a need for powerful martial arts. As long as one continuously focused on doing one thing, the accumulated experience would eventually turn into flesh and blood, allowing even a chef like Pao Ding to learn without a teacher. Even if one was not a knife user, one would surpass a knife user.
Attila was the same. She did not have brilliant swordsmanship, nor did she have amazing sword skills. What she had was innate strength and the sword honed by constantly killing, ravaging, and destroying enemies on the battlefield. So even if she did not have brilliant swordsmanship or sword skills, she was still a swordsman. Her sword was strong, and even if there was a better swordsman, Attila's sword would not lose to the other party.
Of course, the factor of strength was also inevitable.
The reason why Attila was so strong was not only her superb combat ability, but her innate strength could not be ignored.
For example, Attila's Ability Value had reached A-rank or even above after Rozen solved the problem of magical power. With such extraordinary Ability Value, coupled with the sword honed on the battlefield, Attila was naturally ridiculously strong, not to mention Attila's skills.
To put it bluntly, even if Attila's special attack power against the world and civilization was not counted, she could compete with Skaha, Karna, and other servants, and even surpassed them.
In the face of such Attila, even if Yi Hui used One Blade Asura and the seven secret swords, he still couldn't win.
However, if only counting Ability Value, in fact, even if Yi Hui who used One Blade Asura was worse than Attila, the gap was not too big.
After all, Yi Hui had gone all out, while Attila didn't even use magical power. From the beginning to the end, she only swung her sword with her own Ability Value.
In this way, the reason why Yi Hui lost to Attila was not because of the difference in Ability Value, but because of the two's skills, or rather, the difference in nature.
"Although your sword is exquisite, sometimes you don't need to be so skilled in combat. As long as you can defeat the enemy, that's enough."
Attila said.
It was precisely because of this that Yi Hui lost to Attila.
In short, although Yi Hui was superior to Attila in terms of skills and realm, Attila was far superior to Yi Hui in terms of practicality and actual combat ability.
Just like Rozen, he had been practicing hard in the past to improve his skills and means, but in the end, after traveling in this world for ten years, he accumulated a lot of actual combat experience and greatly increased his strength.
Yi Hui was only strong in skills, realm, and means, but the reason why people were strong was not only the skills and realm, but also the experience, spirit, and heart.
Only those who were first-rate in heart, technique, and physique could be considered as true experts.
Yi Hui's swordsmanship was comparable to a first-class servant, but if he fought against a real first-class servant, whether he could win or not, there was a big suspense.
And that was what Attila could teach Yi Hui.
Yi Hui's skills were enough, and the realm was enough. What he lacked was just fighting.
"Fight."
So Attila declared.
"As long as you keep fighting, you can become stronger."
Leaving such words, Attila turned around, and his figure disappeared like a mist.
"Wait!"
Shinsomiji Kurenai and Saikyo Ningin wanted to stop Attila, but it was too late.
"Sigh …"
Rozen also looked at Attila, who didn't hesitate to cancel his materialization, and sighed.
Only Yi Hui's moans could be heard on the scene, which lasted for a long time.
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