The tremor of the collision came from the tip of the knife toward the tiger's mouth. The two sides looked at each other, and then in unison, they withdrew their swords and cut again.

Swords fight, swords and halberds clash!

No one present could tell how many swords the two sides had just exchanged, and even the sound that could be picked up by the ears was only one sound, but the eyes clearly saw the fire of several swords fighting in mid-air.

The exchange without ventilation lasted for several seconds before the two sides separated.

The boy and the girl looked at each other, both of them had the same conclusion hidden in their eyes. Even the Crow and Yasha who were watching could vaguely guess it without them saying it themselves -

"Hey, how about we throw away the knife and fight with our bare hands?"

"Do I look like a fool?"

Seeing that the other party was not fooled, Fujimaru Ritsuka clicked his tongue.

Although it seemed like they were evenly matched just now, in fact.

——If you fight with a knife, you will lose.

This is the conclusion Fujimaru Ritsuka came to in the duel just now.

The reason why they are able to fight seemingly on the same level is because of Fujimaru Ritsuka's monster-like observation and brute strength.

Of course, this is neither an Iai slash in the traditional sense, nor does it even have a scabbard to match it.

Really, couldn’t Mr. Musashi teach him more?

Wait, Musashi-chan?

The other party was stunned at first, and then his eyes changed. Of course he understood that this was a move to determine the outcome. Although it was not good for him, he did not choose to refuse for some reason.

"Fierce ghosts, Dragon King." The young warrior said dryly after hesitating for a moment.

"Kazema Ruri."

Who, Miyamoto Musashi?

When did I meet Miyamoto Musashi? After the conquest of Goetia?

While pondering, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly realized that this might be the first time in her life that she encountered a mysterious enemy who was stronger than herself.

But the huge force still directly made him feel the dislocation of his elbow. After reluctantly releasing the force, the man weighing dozens of kilograms still flew straight into the air, and was forced to distance himself.

Although I have learned a little bit from heroic spirits who specialize in swordsmanship, it is really not enough.

(There are still four minutes away from the five minutes that Senior Crow said, but to be honest, it won’t make any difference at all if we continue fighting like this. There is a high probability that we will not be able to break the move.)

There was no way, even though she was stronger than her opponent, Fujimaru Ritsuka's swordsmanship was not that good because she didn't practice for long enough.

This is the first time he has used a knife to fight except for the school's kendo club, and his experience in the kendo club can be said to be completely useless. Compared with the person in front of him, his swordsmanship is no more than a mayfly shaking a tree.

"Sheqi Hachiya, working girl, Fujimaru Ritsuka."

Although he was rated as a super hybrid by Minamoto, the opponent was obviously of the same level, and even more terrifying. Fujimaru Ritsuka also understood this, and he lowered the tip of the knife into a posture, taking the opportunity to breathe while also

Thinking.

And I always feel that there is a sense of inconsistency on the other side. It's not that I'm being disrespectful, but I feel like I'm hiding some trump card.

His vision was obscured by dust spraying from bottom to top, his eyeballs were scratched by gravel, his hearing was obscured by the violent cracking sound, and the five senses constructed from the body's senses of touch, smell, and even taste were completely cut off at this moment.

No, that's not wrong.

But luckily, she had plenty of experience with this in her previous life.

He silently stared at the enemy opposite him. The boy, who was not much older than him, still hadn't wiped the blood from his eyes. His hanging arm was shaking constantly, and he looked like he thought he was a man-eating monster with red eyes.

Treat the sick - although he really wanted to say this, Fujimaru Ritsuka thought about it and decided to say something that suited the atmosphere.

boom!!!--

This knife will be faster than the opponent!

Sure enough, an afterimage emerged from the back of the knife, and the blades of both sides were attacking each other's vital points. Fujimaru Ritsuka's knife was aimed at Kazama Ruri's head, while the opponent's knife was aiming to cut the girl in half.

But at this moment, changes occurred!

"By the way, your personality has changed a lot since the fight started, right? Do you have a dual personality?"

The teachers she was familiar with, whether it was Chiron, Master Li, or a certain Iron Fist Saint, seemed to be better at teaching pure hand-to-hand martial arts. Others like Teacher Scathach either taught spearmanship or simply physical training, and swordsmanship involved more

few.

And the other party seems to have discovered this.

In Kazama Ruri's dull eyes, the girl who was confronting him did not cut off the knife. The almost deafening explosion just now was actually caused by the loud noise made by the collision between her feet and the floor tiles when she stepped on the ground and exerted force?

!

That's almost putting the cart before the horse. Rather than chopping, it's more about trampling the ground.

Is it meant to trample on the ground?

"This is the awakening of mankind!"

The next moment, the sword suddenly appeared!

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath and took a big step. He held the knife with both hands firmly by the handle, with great force and heavy force, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food. It was as if the huge pressure was falling out of thin air, making people unable to lift their heads to look up at the falling white.

mango.

At this moment, due to her poor knife skills, the knife she grabbed from the opposite side had become tattered and full of gaps. God knows when it would be completely shattered. She also had several criss-crossing shallow stab wounds on her body.

Fujimaru Ritsuka intended to retort, but he didn't know if this sentence offended the other party's bottom line. His expression flashed and he immediately approached violently. The storm of blades swept over, and the girl could only reluctantly cooperate with him and keep slashing.

But Kazama Ruri had no intention of raising his head from the beginning. His eyes couldn't even be seen to be focused. He was completely immersed in the sword. The touch from his palm told him clearly——

But there is no doubt that his next blow will be faster and more deadly than before.

The girl did not take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack. She just watched the fierce ghost dragon king breathing heavily, his golden eyes gleaming, and the veins popping out in the hand holding the knife.

He looked at the girl's whole body and knew that her movements at this moment were just a very simple chopping knife.

The battle has reached this point, and Kazama Ruri has forgotten the purpose before the battle started. His heart is swallowed up by bloodthirsty desire, and he has no regard for the girl's life.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't use any of these techniques. This girl didn't seem to be proficient in kendo at all. Although she quickly completed the part of raising the sword and moving sideways with brute force, her feet were about to touch the ground, but the sword was still in the air, and her own

The Iai Slash has almost reached her waist.

As he expected, his blade would touch the opponent faster!

"Hey, hey, that's a terrible thing to say. Can't you at least say it's an awesome ability?!"

My sister, I have never fought against an opponent weaker than me before!

She licked her lips and once again used brute force to push the knife away a few centimeters. Then she suddenly lowered her weight and lost her position. Then she kicked out. She performed a high forward kick and stepped forward with one foot as a pivot. She raised her knees and turned her hips and legs.

He came out and drew an arc of the full moon through the air. The opponent's expression changed slightly, and he quickly retracted his sword and spiral arm. The handle of the knife barely blocked his face before the resistant shoe kicked him to pieces.

Hold the knife above your head with both hands, raise one foot slightly off the ground, lean forward and move your chest forward and sideways, with the center of gravity from top to bottom, and finally sink your waist and step on the ground to chop the knife in the face, that's all.

If it is a close combat, Fujimaru Ritsuka is absolutely confident that he will beat the opponent until he can't find his molars, but it will be very troublesome to fight with a knife with bare hands. Not only will he lose, but it also adds a lot of variables, and both sides hold

The same goes for the sword, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who is half-assed, really can't find a chance to break the move.

Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly shook off the doubts. Although she knew that her memory had always been vague, she could not be distracted at this moment and had to calm down and analyze the situation again.

"I've heard about your super powers of observation before I came here, but I didn't know until I actually experienced it." Mr. Dragon King of the Fierce Ghosts slashed his sword across his face and smiled horribly. "You really have a disgusting ability."

The girl raised her lips wantonly, and Fengjian Liuli's pupils suddenly widened. The danger he instinctively sensed was like cold bones clinging to his waist, as if to drag him into the dim light of the Acheron River Styx.

middle.

Both parties adjusted their breathing, with no fear or worry on their faces.

what did i do

Hey, by the way, Miyamoto Musashi turned out to be a woman?

The girl's eyes gradually calmed down, and she slowly raised the knife above her head.

Raise the sword and raise the foot, step on the ground to exert force, and slash in front of the face. After swinging the sword in mid-air, the foot touches the ground to exert force for the second stage of acceleration. It is said that the ancient swordsman will also change the gesture of holding the sword, for example, only holding the sword with several fingers, which is more convenient.

Further speed up the slashing.

Unlike Fujimaru Ritsuka, the young man named Kazama Ruri placed the handle of the sword on his waist, making an Iai-slashing gesture. With his right hand, he held the blade of the sword upward, with the handle in front and the tip of the sword hanging downward and backward.

carrying.

But the battle and the dragon's blood in his body were warning him frantically, telling him that the attack had surrounded his whole body.

It was an airflow path that led to all its vital points from all directions. It was a metal storm composed of countless sharp blades, and it arrived in an instant using the turbulence generated by the explosion as a cover.

"Miss Sakura!!"

Yanling. Yinliu!
Chapter completed!