Chapter 113 Jason's Perception and Persistence

Found out?

Jason frowned, but he immediately laughed softly: "General Anno, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand."

"Oh, cautious little fellow."

"I know Gerald too well."

"Although you are very similar, your temperament is still slightly different."

The old general chuckled lightly, his words paused, and he continued: "What's more...Gerald is good at swordsmanship, and the muscles on his back are more slender, you should be good at swordsmanship such as chopping, and your muscles are more slender. Qiu knot."

The muscles caused by swordsmanship and swordsmanship are different?

Jason was taken aback.

It was a question he had never thought about.

In other words, I am not suitable for swordsmanship because of the different muscle development parts.

Seems to be aware of Jason's thoughts.

The old general patted Jason's back hard.

"Don't think so much useless!"

"Whether it is swordsmanship or swordsmanship, it is a killing technique!"

"There is no difference in killing skills, it only has one point: kill the enemy!"

After the old general finished speaking, he let go of Jason with both hands and took a step back. He still had a smile on his face, and he said word by word, "Remember!

After that, the old general walked to Little Lid.

"Old General..."

Snapped!

Just as the valet was about to greet him, the old general gave him a light touch on the back of his head.

However, it is very crisp.

The valet looked at the old general blankly.

The old general laughed and walked into the room.

"Hurry back to Hans Harbour.

"

"You are still needed there."

The old general's voice came from the room.

One hundred harbour guards accompanied them.

Jason and Little Lid set out on their way back to Hans Harbour.

"General Anno found out?"

In the carriage, Little Lid exclaimed.

The valet's voice was full of disbelief.

For Little Lid, it is not unacceptable to be discovered by those close to him.

However, in his mind, the person who discovered it should be someone like Chief of Staff Sidling.

Shouldn't be old General Anno.

It's not that there is any contempt for the old general.

It's just that the old general's usual performance doesn't seem like a careful person.

"Dazhi Ruoyu?"

"The intuition of a rude man?"

Little Lid thought blankly.

Jason didn't pay attention to this after he made his statement to Little Lied.

Such a finding is not a mistake.

Because the old general is his own.

Moreover, Jason was still thinking about what the old general said at the moment.

'When the knife is fired... go ahead! ’

He felt that what the old general said was very reasonable.

Because, every time he slashes, no matter who the enemy in front is, he doesn't think about anything, just slashes down.

If you can't kill it with one knife, you can hit it again.

Then, keep hacking.

There is always a knife that works.

No defense is required.

Blocking is not required.

Just cut it down with a knife.

Jason thought, and a very simple, but always forgotten truth emerged in his mind involuntarily—

faster than the enemy.

tougher than the enemy.

stronger than the enemy.

If none of these!

Then...

Stronger than the enemy's vitality!

It's a big deal to change it!

perish together!

Either you die or I die.

And I am immortal...

Therefore, the defeated must be the enemy!

Thinking of this, Jason seemed to open his heart.

what a trick.

What swordsmanship.

What a knife technique.

Totally forget.

I just have to remember:

I, Jason, are immortal.

A faint breath began to condense on Jason.

It was an unstoppable momentum.

That is the momentum of fearless life and death.

The two are mixed together.

gradually become...

Sharp!

Like an unsheathed knife.

Such a sharp feeling stings Little Lid.

The valet looked at Jason subconsciously, only to think that the Viscount saw a tall figure, waving a machete with a wide blade and a short handle, only to feel that his eyes were blood red.

Close your eyes instinctively.

Then, open it again.

Jason is still Jason.

Sitting there motionless.

That sharp feeling has also disappeared.

It seems that everything just now is an illusion.

But the valet didn't think so.

"You just got something?"

Little Lid asked.

"Um."

"The old general's guidance is very effective."

Jason nodded without concealment.

"Then do you still need the record of swordsmanship skills mentioned earlier?"

Little Lid asked.

After breaking through the current stage, the pursuit of the next stage has already changed, and some things that should be applicable will no longer be applicable.

"certainly!"

"I want to prove a point!"

Jason was loud.

I broke through the knot!

I am now...

For swordsmanship skills, it must also be grasped!

Jason thought with great confidence.

And this confidence lasted until the next morning, when Jason returned to Hans Harbour, 111 Durham Street.

111 Durham Street, fifth floor.

Denise happily held a bowl of snacks and watched Jason practice the knife.

That's right, it's a knives practice.

In the eyes of the deceased girl, every time Jason slashed, it was powerful, fast as lightning, and breathtaking.

"awesome."

"Jason, your knife skills have become stronger."

Denise is someone who doesn't hide herself.

It's flatteringly complimented.

Jason froze.

knives...

I practice swordsmanship!

In the inheritance of 'Yanbao', the swordsmanship is famous for its lightness and swiftness.

Able to stab with three or four sword-like skills.

Snapped!

Jason walked gently in front of Denise, raised his hand, and patted Denise on the forehead.

Denise's grinning head fell back.

Then, Denise stared wickedly at Jason.

It doesn't know why Jason hit it.

"Lunch is here."

"Do you eat meat and bones?"

Jason asked.

"it is good!"

Denise raised her hands in cheers.

Since Jason left temporarily, it has been eating alone, which is really lonely.

Now Jason is back.

It is finally not lonely anymore.

It's going to be double.

Without leaving the fifth floor, Jason directly asked the cook to bring the table.

The fat lady easily walked in with a solid wood table weighing hundreds of pounds in one hand. Following Jason's instructions, after setting the table, two pots of meat and bones were placed on the table.

It's all Denise's.

A pot.

The two sides are naturally two pots.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?"

"Is it still those special foods?"

"Those for Lord Jason."

"Don't worry, no one will know."

The fat aunt looked at Jason with a smile.

The fat aunt who laughed was very kind, but Jason glanced at the fat aunt silently.

Is my acting so bad?

Is a close person will find out?

Looking at Jason, the fat aunt laughed and lowered her voice:

"Sir Gerald is good at creating skills and making up secrets."

"However, he will never use a knife to perform swordsmanship."

"Although there are also swordsmen who use knives to perform swordsmanship, they are light knives. A heavy knife like yours with a wide blade and a thick back, similar to a hatchet, is really difficult."

"You need a sword!"

"However, with your stature, I suggest you continue to use this heavy knife, if you want to change weapons..."

"Mace, how's it going?"

"No."

"I'm just trying a little."

Jason rejected the fat aunt's kindness.

While the fat aunt was preparing lunch for him, Jason walked to the next room.

This is where Gerald rests.

Importantly, there are swords hanging on the walls.

Jason took it down gently.

The back muscles drive the shoulders, and the shoulders are used as the transmission to pour the force into the arms, and the wrists are the axis to stab out quickly.

Silently meditating on the trick I just saw.

Jason raised his sword and stabbed.

However,

Overhead in one fell swoop.

Then, chop down hard.

Woo!

The whistling sound of breaking through the air lingered in the room for a long time.

Jason stood there blankly for two seconds.

Then, he silently hung the long sword back on the wall.

I must have skipped meals, had low blood sugar, and mixed up the techniques.

Jason thought about it.

Not self-comfort.

Rather, the facts.

He continued to tell himself, and then hurried back to the dining table, quietly waiting for his lunch.

And at this moment, the son of the Duke of Yan Castle suddenly visited.

and……

Angry.