"Actually, there wasn't much to explain. In sword duels, apart from those cases where the gap was as vast as heaven and earth and could hardly be called a 'duel,' it was always my sharp blade piercing your weakness. Each successful thrust built toward victory; killing with a thrust decided victory. Sword arts also had all sorts of labels, such as striking first and arriving first, or striking later and arriving first. But whether one struck first or later, 'arriving first' never changed. In other words, the ultimate goal was to stab the enemy dead beneath one's sword. Without achieving that, everything else was empty. Even if you beat your opponent until they were riddled with wounds, as long as the enemy still had one breath left, if they stabbed you dead with a single sword, then there was nothing more to discuss. The reason I so often won in sword duels was that I could always accomplish this one step before the other side. And the reason I could do so was that when others watched the momentum of victory, I seized the chance of victory; when others saw the chance of victory, I had already gripped it tight!" Bao Yun shot him a smiling, coquettish glare. Her pupils gleamed with bloody light, carrying a strange and bewitching beauty. "All right, all you mean is that you always see one step farther than everyone else." Yu Ci laughed. "It sounded simple, but there were many things within it: reaction, judgment, calculation, movement, positioning, and so on. It was only because I had spent years dueling with swords, wandering along the Life and Death Line, that I had integrated all these things into my instincts. I no longer needed to divide my attention elsewhere. I only needed to seize the
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