Chapter 1586

"That's not how you use a blade."

Toma Kazusa felt a bit tired.

Ogiso Setsuna really had no combat ability at all.

When that blade went down, her hands were shaking; how could you expect the long blade not to get a nick?

Taking a kitchen knife as a metaphor, a clean and decisive cut through bone might not damage the blade.

However, if the person wielding the blade has unsteady hands and the cut isn't decisive, even the best bone-chopping knife can have its edge broken.

Ogiso Setsuna swung the blade over a dozen times to kill that one zombie.

The first dozen swings were simply too painful to watch; only in the last few swings, as she got the hang of it, did the cutting become decisive.

With this method of swinging a blade, let alone a long blade stamped out on an assembly line, even a blade carefully crafted by a master couldn't withstand the abuse.

"I don't know how!" Ogiso Setsuna said, feeling a bit embarrassed, "I'm not like classmate Toma, a sword saint hidden in the school."

"Sword saint?" Toma Kazusa was taken aback, "Me?"

Just how many labels had Ogiso Setsuna added to her in her heart?

What kind of nonsense sword saint!

She was just an ordinary musician!

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not!" Toma Kazusa was speechless, "I've only practiced with a crowbar for a few days. Give me the blade, I'll teach you a move."

Although she didn't know any blade techniques.

However, the Four Styles of the Crowbar were not just simple moves; they contained extremely advanced techniques for exerting force.

"Like this!"

Toma Kazusa raised the blade and then slashed down.

Cold light flashed like lightning, with a piercing hiss.

At this moment, the edge of the long blade seemed to have broken the sound barrier.

Ogiso Setsuna was dazzled and mesmerized: "So amazing, and you still say you're not a sword saint!"

This kind of terrifying slashing technique couldn't even be performed by the sword saints invited by television stations.

Recalling the famous sword saints who performed on TV, Ogiso Setsuna compared them to Toma Kazusa and immediately labeled those masters as all flash and no substance.

"I already said I'm not a sword saint. Learn quickly, once you've learned it, we'll go fight zombies."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Ogiso Setsuna didn't argue, stepped forward to take the blade, and began to practice according to Toma Kazusa's instructions.

"Wrong, hands higher!"

"The waist, pay attention, you'll sprain your waist like that."

"You have to see yourself as a whole, exert force together, only then can you unleash the power of your entire body."

Ogiso Setsuna adjusted her posture while swinging the long blade, her face miserable: "This is so hard!"

"It's supposed to be hard. Since when is the art of combat simple!"

After half an hour, Ogiso Setsuna finally had some combat ability.

Toma Kazusa muttered to herself: "It seems my ability to teach others is far worse than the Daoist Lord's. Teaching face-to-face isn't even as good as the Daoist Lord's verbal guidance."

Ogiso Setsuna breathed a sigh of relief.

Half an hour felt incredibly long to her.

Classmate Toma was too strict.

How could she possibly manage to slash out that kind of supersonic blade light like her?

Impossible!

Ogiso Setsuna was just a mortal; she simply couldn't do such a thing.

"Let's go. We're going to kill zombies. Be careful, don't get grabbed by the zombies. According to the descriptions in biohazard movies, if you get grabbed, you'll be infected."

"Mm."

Ogiso Setsuna's eyes lit up, eager to try.

Having learned one blade technique, she naturally wanted to test the results of her cultivation.

Just as she was thinking this, she saw a zombie rush out in front of them.

Toma Kazusa nimbly stepped back: "Ogiso, go!"

Ogiso Setsuna took a deep breath, her eyes focused, and held the long blade diagonally.

The next moment, her feet, arms, and waist exerted force.

Cold light flashed like lightning, passing by in an instant.

Crack!

With a soft sound, the zombie's neck was severed like tofu, and the head rolled to the ground with a thud.

"So amazing!"

"I'm now a disciple of a sword saint too!"

Ogiso Setsuna's eyes shone, her mood uplifted.

This was the first time she had killed an enemy entirely on her own since entering the Nightmare Space!

Others wouldn't understand this kind of achievement.

She felt her blood boiling, her heart pounding, and her eyes scanned around, looking for the next opponent.

Bang!

Just then, a soft sound came from the side.

Ogiso Setsuna looked over and saw Toma Kazusa skillfully using the crowbar to kill a zombie, then looking back: "Pay attention to watching in all directions and listening to everything."

Ogiso Setsuna: "Yes, Master!"

Toma Kazusa rolled her eyes: "Let's go."

As the battle continued, Ogiso Setsuna's slashing technique became increasingly proficient, and the efficiency of killing zombies greatly increased...

Tempering through blood and fire is the easiest way to improve martial arts.

Swinging a blade in such a highly tense environment is more useful than practicing a hundred or a thousand slashes in ordinary training.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

But this great terror is also the easiest way to stimulate one's potential and make one advance by leaps and bounds.

In traditional martial arts, this method of cultivation is called "stealing the heavenly secret."

Practitioners of traditional martial arts often seek out dangerous places to hone their martial arts.

Under the stimulation of danger, they improve their cultivation.

But how could this kind of cultivation be as direct as the biohazard crisis where one faces death at every moment?

Chat Group.

Su Xiao: "Ogiso's talent is also quite good. Although she only knows one move now, I reckon she could already beat all the sword technique masters in Japan."