"Everyone be careful, there are enemies approaching."

Jiang Zhiwei said loudly, and as soon as she finished speaking, a black shadow appeared in front of them and flew towards everyone.

The black shadow was like a ghost and never touched the ground, like a spirit or evil ghost demanding life.

But in the next moment, a white light suddenly lit up, and a sharp sword intent was swung out at a position three feet above the evil ghost's head.

With a loud bang, the black shadow fell straight to the ground. It turned out that the so-called suspension just now was just a trick of the sliding rod connected to the stone wall.

Jiang Zhiwei cut the rope and stared at her sword in a daze.

Just after I swung the sword, a sword shadow appeared in my mind.

That was myself, with the same appearance and the same level of strength, but the way I attacked was completely different.

In the mind, the sword in his hand was sharp and fierce, with an extremely powerful sword intent, and he pierced the brain of the "evil ghost" in front of him with a sword that was almost divine.

It was an extremely sharp and stunning sword. Although it was full of murderous intent, it was like a fairy descending to the mortal world. She, who loved swords like her life, couldn't help but be obsessed with them.

"I should be able to strike that sword just now." Jiang Zhiwei thought to herself.

Because the sword she had just used in her mind did not exceed the scope of her understanding, and the power and skills she used were theoretically within her realm.

The image that emerged in her mind made her arm holding the sword itch. She wanted to imitate that scene and swing the sword once, ten times, or even a hundred times.

"Senior, is this phantom in my mind created by you?" Jiang Zhiwei asked.

"Of course, since I said I would teach you, let's start with the most basic techniques."

Bai Ye sat on the girl's shoulder and propped up his head, saying, "When you can kill Waijing with the strength of Yiqiao, you will be considered to have entered the realm of entry."

'Kill Waijing with just one move...' Even though Jiang Zhiwei had confidence in herself, she couldn't help but feel that this request was outrageous.

"Don't be dazed. Do you want to try again?" Bai Ye said from the side.

"Do it again?" Jiang Zhiwei asked doubtfully.

When she came to her senses, she saw that the black shadow that had fallen to the ground had disappeared, and the red dot on the minimap had refreshed.

In the distance, a black shadow suddenly approached. Subconsciously, she thrust out the sword in her hand and chopped down the black shadow in front of her again.

Then the sword that just happened reappeared in her mind.

The phantom sword in the mind still killed with one blow, just as immortal or demonic, with murderous intent.

The only difference is that the original brain piercing is changed to heart piercing.

"Because this is not the real world, there aren't so many powerful people involved, so I can let you replay each battle and hone your skills."

Bai Ye said slowly, which made Jiang Zhiwei feel surprised. He could go back in time at will. Is this the power of the mythical being?

Bai Ye's voice beside Jiang Zhiwei was like a devil's temptation: "So, Zhiwei, do you want to come for the third time?"

"...Come." Jiang Zhiwei said decisively after hesitating for a moment.

The next moment, everything in front of him changed again. The black shadow that fell to the ground appeared again from a distance and approached again from a distance.

Recalling the two swords in different postures in the previous illusion, Jiang Zhiwei tried to imitate them, trying to bring out a hint of the charm of fantasy on the sword.

'laugh!'

He still used a sword to cut the rope in front of him, causing the black shadow to fall to the ground.

"Jiang Zhiwei, you are born to practice swordsmanship. During your practice, you have hidden your deepest devotion to the way of the sword. For you, practicing swordsmanship every day is as ordinary as eating and drinking water."

"This sword is not bad. Do you want to continue to trace it back?"

Bai Ye's voice continued to ring in Jiang Zhiwei's ears, making her eyes glow with determination as she said, "Although this sword is good, it can be better. Please help me trace it back."

"Very good." Bai Ye said these two words lightly, and the whole world turned back to the past. In front of him was the black shadow that was still unaware of him.

"laugh!"

With a swing of the sword, the black shadow in front of him fell to the ground again, and Jiang Zhiwei felt what she had gained from the sword.

"You've tried the easy mode, why don't you try the normal difficulty?" Bai Ye's voice sounded in her ears again, like a salesman.

"Normal difficulty?" Jiang Zhiwei asked puzzledly.

"Yes, the easy difficulty means that only you can backtrack, so you only need to memorize the board, but you lose the trick of changing it."

"As for the normal difficulty, all the red-named enemies you defeat will gain the ability to rewind. Each time you will face enemies of the same strength but with different reactions."

"Of course, this is just my suggestion. If you don't want to, you don't have to raise the difficulty."

Bai Ye said casually, but immediately received a positive answer from Jiang Zhiwei: "Senior, please increase the difficulty."

"Very good." Bai Ye chuckled twice with ill intentions, and was very satisfied with his identity as a personal grandfather.

The next moment, everything went back to the past, but the difference this time was that the black shadow in front of Jiang Zhiwei also gained memory.

'Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?'

The black shadow in the air swung towards Jiang Zhiwei like Tarzan.

The memory in his mind was still the pain of falling face to the ground after the rope he was holding on to was cut by the girl.

But in the next moment, the sword light in front of him lit up again, and it was still the familiar face hitting the ground, and it was still the familiar feeling of pain.

When he came back again, he found himself back on the rope, with the sword-holding girl in front of him eager to try.

Finally, this time the black shadow came to his senses. Looking at the long sword that was about to be swung, his arm showed a sharp axe and swung towards the sword.

Without any collision, the long sword drew an arc in the air, bypassed the axe, and hit the rope again, followed by weightlessness and pain in the face.

"Sure enough, there has been a change." Jiang Zhiwei's eyes were burning. Although it was just the same enemy, the sword moves in her illusion were different, which could inspire her and help her improve.

After that, there were dozens of sword swings and retracings. Jiang Zhiwei imitated the way the sword was drawn in her mind with a solemn expression, trying to make the black shadow fall faster and faster.

As for the black shadow, his expression had become completely numb after suffering facial pain dozens of times in a row, and his face was numb from the fall.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't just pick this one monster to fight. There are hundreds more waiting for you behind. And you're not going to kill this one?"

Bai Ye urged from the side: "Hurry up and kill this one and move on. The change of one person's retrospection is too small."

"When you complete the entire dungeon, I will create a difficult mode and let everyone in the entire dungeon go back together to surround and kill you. This will also help train your group combat ability." Bai Ye said on the side.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiwei raised her sword lightly and cut the rope of the shadow in front of her, thinking: "This is the best, thank you, Senior Bai."

(End of this chapter)