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 times the two sides had just slashed at each other. Even the sound that their ears could catch was only one sound, but their eyes clearly saw the firelight of several swords fighting in mid-air.

The exchange of breathless exchanges lasted for several seconds before the two sides separated.

The boy and girl looked at each other, with the same conclusion hidden in their eyes. Even the Crow and Yasha who were watching could vaguely guess it without them speaking personally——

"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 smacked 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.

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

Thinking.

This is the first time I have fought with a knife except for the school's kendo club, and my experience in the kendo club can be said to be completely useless. Compared with the person in front of me, my swordsmanship is no more than a mayfly shaking a tree.

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.

And the other party seems to have discovered this.

"I've heard about your super powers of observation before I came here, but I don't know until I actually experience it..." Mr. Dragon King of the Fierce Ghosts slashed his sword and smiled horribly. "It's really disgusting.

Ability."

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

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

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.

(There are still four minutes left 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 is no way. Although she is stronger than her opponent, Fujimaru Ritsuka's swordsmanship is not very good because she has not practiced for long enough.

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

Less.

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

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.

Really, couldn’t Mr. Musashi teach you more...

Wait, Musashi-chan?

Who, Miyamoto Musashi?

When did I meet Miyamoto Musashi? After the battle against Goetia?

What did I do...

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

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, so she had to calm down and analyze the situation again.

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 swords. Fujimaru Ritsuka, who is half-assed, really can't find a chance to break the move.

And...I always feel that there is some dissonance on the other side. It’s not that I’m being disrespectful, but I just feel like I’m hiding some trump card.

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

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 other party's face changed slightly, and he quickly retracted his sword and spiral arm. The handle of the sword barely blocked his face before the durable shoe kicked him to pieces.

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.

Silently staring at the enemy opposite him, the boy who was not much older than himself 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.

No, that’s not wrong.

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

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

"Sheqi Hachiya, working girl, Fujimaru Ritsuka."

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

The other party was startled for a moment, 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

"Fengjian Liuli."

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.

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

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

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

The next moment, the sword suddenly appeared!

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

Mang.

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——

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.

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

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

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 into the face, that's all.

Raise the sword and raise the foot, step on the ground to exert force, and slash head-on. 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 ancient swordsmen will also change the gesture of holding the sword, for example, only holding the sword with several fingers, which is convenient

Further speed up the slashing.

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 mid-air, and her own

The Iai Slash has almost reached her waist.

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

But at this moment, changes occurred!

Bang!!!——

In Kazama Ruri's dull eyes, the girl who was confronting him did not cut off the knife. The almost deafening explosion just now... actually came from the moment when she stepped on the ground and exerted her strength, her feet collided with the floor tiles.

What a loud noise?!

It was almost putting the cart before the horse in a way of exerting force. Rather than chopping, it was more about trampling the ground....

Is this meant to trample on the ground?

"This is the awakening of mankind!"

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.

in.

The line of sight was obscured by the dust spewing from bottom to top, the eyeballs were scratched by gravel, the 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.
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But the battle and the dragon blood in his body were frantically warning 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. It arrived in an instant using the turbulence generated by the explosion as a cover.

"Miss Sakura!!"
Chapter completed!