The Swift Sword is the prototype of modern fencing. It has a slender body and a hard texture. It was developed from the medieval armor-piercing sword.

The swordsmanship learned by Faust is called "Card of Truth". It is based on a circular map filled with complex geometric lines. Every movement, every attack and defense are carried out according to the calculated lines. We strive to hit the opponent at the fastest speed at the most clever angle, without being hit by the opponent.

Simply put, the "True Cardinal" sword technique is a sword technique that relies on geometry and trigonometric functions to duel!

Do you know functions? Do you know geometry? If you know mathematics, you are good at swordsmanship!

This kind of swordsmanship that relies on mathematical calculations only has one or two postures and standing postures. It can be mastered through short-term learning, but it has particularly high requirements for mathematical ability.

The original second-generation ancestor "Faust" may not be able to use this sword technique well, but for Faust, who had broken through 1,000 questions about Zhang Yu's postgraduate entrance examination mathematics, using this sword technique is a piece of cake.

"Can the two line segments be solved with equal lead angles? Have you done the incision circle matching poles? You can't even know geometry and trigonometric functions, and you can learn to practice swords?"

This is a saying that Faust's swordsman often talks. As long as the quick sword is in hand, all things in front of Faust will be conceptualized by him as circles and lines.

"Offline footwork...attack angle...maximum stretching distance...touch range...target area..."

He focused his attention and focused all his attention on the slender and strong blade of the Swift Sword. The monsters that flew over were just like gray dots and lines, and a gray moth suddenly flashed in Faust's mind.

moth.

"Wild and dangerous, it is the criterion of chaos and desire."

In an instant, Faust finally understood what the "Sex: Moth" on the sticky note paper means. This is the power of chaos, darkness, deception, and transformation...

It belongs to the devil, or to be more precise, it belongs to the power of the evil god.

This time Faust didn't need a metal toad, and the words on the sticky note appeared in his surging mind:

【Name: Witt von Faust

Person: t9 soldier

Source Theory: Arrogance

Source quality: 39%

Nature: A layer of moth mark

Rank: Barber

Soul: 99/100

Contract product: Original fire (t0 Contract product: awakens the nature of others.); Prosperous beauty (t2 Contract product: beautiful boys.)]

[Barber: Enhance the speed of movement and calculation ability, and give the extraordinary ability to change facial features.]

Faust leaned over his body, his left hand hangs on the other side of his body, and his right hand leans forward with a sword in his hand.

His brain quickly expanded the function calculation, racing against time, combining the Swift Sword's stabbing and slashing, accurately knocking down the little thief dragon that was flying over, and using the Swift Sword's guard to block the attack of the toes and claws.

At the same moment as he set out his sword, Faust saw the "moth" he had seen in his dream in his pupils. Cold sweat suddenly dripped from his forehead and his spine became cold, as if he had seen something he feared the most, and he felt a sense of fear that penetrated his bones.

But the power brought by the "moth" was also immediate. For the first time, Faust felt that the swift sword in his hand was so light. The complex trigonometric function calculations of the "True Cardinal" sword school suddenly turned into a simple arithmetic problem like one plus.

The sword edge can reach the point where the heart thinks, and Faust's quick sword has never been so obedient!

"What, my sword technique is quite accurate."

Faust said this with a smile, when the dinosaur, which was more than four meters long, rushed out of the corridor of the cell, and his highly developed toe claws slashed over like a scythe.

The body of the Swift Sword is particularly strong. Even so, when Faust blocked the attack with his sword body and his guard, he was still knocked away by the huge power of the Dinosaur.

He was personally photographed on the wall of the police station, with overwhelmed wails in his back and spine, and then slid from the wall to the floor with a plop.

But while Faust was also shot away, he tried his best to cut off the two toes of the Dinosaur. His body was sore, but his mind was extremely clear. The cool touch that flowed out from the frontal lobe from time to time was also helping Faust maintain a focused calculation state.

Faust barely supported his body with a swift sword. There was no light in the police station, but the luminous light of the outdoor gas street light shone in through the gaps in the window.

He saw a man in a cloak in the darkness.

"Who is it?"

The man took off his cape and revealed a hideous black goat head.

He smiled coldly and said, "Take the things out."

Faust spat and spit out a mouthful of blood. His left hand was hanging beside him, and his quick sword pointed at the enemy, as he still acted against the enemy.

The lights of the gas street outside the police station flashed and disappeared. Suddenly, the luminous light went out completely, and the police station re-entered the darkness.

The man in a cloak grabbed a night light from behind and lighted it up. The smell of whale oil floated over, and the faint glow illuminated the goat's head. This time Faust finally saw it clearly. It was a goat's head hood.

The cloaked man slowly raised the night light, and the light gradually shone towards Faust. He felt aroused his heart and immediately thought of the string of words "barber" that had just flashed through his mind. At the same time as the thought arose, the eyebrows, eyes, ears, nose, and mouth had subtle changes at the same time.

When the night light of the cape man illuminated Faust, he saw an ordinary public face.

After the cape man exclaimed, he made another gloomy voice:

"I thought it was a Ming Qingke... It turned out to be a worshiper? Hand over the things!"

With his left hand, the huge dinosaur and dozens of remaining thief dragons rushed over at the same time. There was too little room for evacuation in the narrow police station. Faust tightened the hilt of the sword, and he was ready to be bitten by the group of beasts until death.

But... hand over something? What exactly is it...

Thinking of this in his heart, Faust said completely differently. Before the Dinosaur rushed forward, he quickly let out a burst of crazy laughter, stared at the cape man and sneered:

"Things are not here of course."

When the group of beasts approached and was only half a meter away from Faust, the caped man's left hand suddenly raised, and the beasts of the lizard-shaped class stopped raiding.

"You don't have to die if you hand over the things."

He really wants to kill someone!? Faust couldn't help swallowing his saliva and quietly took a few steps back, but soon hit the wall of the police station.

This is a desperate situation...

What else can you do besides continuing to install and apply for batching?

"Do you really understand what that thing means?" Faust smiled quietly, "If you want that thing, your sacrifice is far from enough."

【Source quality 3%】

“What’s the price?”

There was confusion in the cloaked man's voice, but before he could figure out that Faust was pretending, he broke the deadlock with a loud bang.

Boom--Room--!

Before Faust could answer, the wall on the man's right was broken by a huge robotic arm. Amid the thunderous rumbling sound, a power armor rushed in with the creaking sound of the gears.

The steam engine rumbling, the engine rotated rapidly, and the metal robot arm smashed the head of the man in the cloak with a punch like a hammer.

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Sir, times have changed.
Chapter completed!