I formed the strongest swordsman group.

Chapter 481 [Ding!Eternal Talent·The Hachiman of Invincibility, activate! 】【Leopard 7000】

The two, who were only a few steps away, put on a posture of living together with similarities and minor differences.

The motionless man and the knife both exuded a frightening sharpness!
"...Your knife is good."

Raksha suddenly said softly.

"King Ni, I haven't seen you for more than an hour. Where did you get such a good knife?"

Qingdeng remained silent.

Raksha continued on his own.

"Drawing the sword is a nirvana that generates speed and explosive power by drawing the back of the sword across the scabbard."

"The knife in your hand is not only longer than ordinary swords, it just fits a tall man, and the blade has a large curvature... It is really a good knife that is very suitable for Iai."

"However... I can see that it should be the first time you hold this knife to kill people, right?"

Speaking of this, Luo Sha cast a teasing look at Qing Deng.

"Can you fully display the power of this knife?"

Qingdeng, who had been silent since he made Liu Guang's starting gesture, finally spoke at this moment.

"Can I control it—you can use your own body to experience it later." He said.

Raksha sneered and said nothing more.

His sharp eyes wandered in the air.

It is obvious that the knives of both sides have not yet been unsheathed, but their eyes are like unsheathed sharp swords, piercing the air in the room rustling.

The sword technique used by Rakshasa is the dream style of the famous Hayashizaki Myojin.

This is a genre created by Hayashizaki Jinsuke, the founder of sword drawing.

To put it bluntly, Hayashizaki Myojin Dream Ryu is the patriarch of all Iaido schools in Japan.

Although the status of "Patriarch" does not mean that he is the strongest, his power is definitely beyond doubt.

Qingdeng has already experienced in the previous "Battle of the Factory" how exquisite and powerful the sword-drawing technique of Raksha, who has cultivated Hayashizaki Myojin's dream style to the pinnacle, is.

Qingdeng's lips tried his best to coordinate with his breathing.

But in reality, his whole body was already as hot as magma in a volcano.

In the eyes of onlookers, Qingdeng and Luosha, who were covered in bruises, did not look like they could move again and continue to unleash powerful attacks.

But Qingdeng could clearly feel... Luosha's mental concentration had reached an unrivaled level!

His whole body exudes a strong sense of oppression.

If Qingdeng didn't tense all his nerves and muscles to stand up against the pressure, he would feel as if he was completely suppressed by the other party.

There is no doubt - Luosha's legs, his Changyang Zhengzong hidden in the sheath, have amazing explosive power!
Rakshasa's next Juhe slash... will be the most powerful blow Qingdeng has ever seen!
"call……!"

A translucent turbid breath leaked out from between Qingdeng's teeth.

When he said goodbye to Sanako, he said to her: I thought of a way to defeat Rakshasa—this is not a lie.

In terms of power and speed only, his and Luo Sha's sword drawing skills are only on par.

The real strength of Luo Sha is his reaction speed and eyesight.

The moment he saw through Qingdeng's knife path, he changed his starting position with lightning speed, changing the original "drawing the knife with a forward grip" to "drawing the knife with a reverse grip", jumped to Qingdeng's side, and melted away. With most of Qingdeng's strength, Qingdeng's knife was broken with one blow.

So... just make a slash that Rakshasa can't even react to!

If you want to raise your cutting speed to a new height in a short period of time, the only way is to concentrate your mind and strength!Explode all the potential in the body in one go!
Qing Deng stared at Luo Sha in front of him, without blinking his eyes, holding his breath and concentrating on it.

The talent "gathering gods" has already been activated.

The familiar sense of tranquility enveloped Qingdeng's brain.

However, Qingdeng gritted his teeth dissatisfied.

not enough!
This level of concentration is not enough to make my slashing even better!

Qingdeng's breathing became heavy.

Focus... and more focus!
Concentrate all the remaining strength and emotions in the body into the next knife!
Concentrate...concentrate...!
Perhaps this is the so-called "haste makes waste".

The more Qingdeng wanted to concentrate, the more messy thoughts came to his mind more frequently.

Which direction will Rakshasa's knife come from?Will my feet still move smoothly?Is Rakshasa targeting my body this time, or is he aiming at my knife like last time?

His mind even flew to the distance unconsciously, to Sanako and the others who were not here.

I also want to know that in such a state, it is impossible to perform a slash that surpasses oneself!
In the midst of this anxiety... for some reason, the voice of Boss Kiryu suddenly sounded in Qingdeng's mind:
……

(Don't be confused. The knife is out of the sheath, it's all right; if the knife is out of the sheath, you need to unite your mind and mind)

……

This happened not so long ago.

……

(The so-called "unity of mind and mind" is not only focused attention, the most important thing is to maintain a high degree of unity of will and emotion, to achieve a state of not thinking about anything except "cutting off the things in front of you")
On that day, he sat side by side with Boss Kiryu on the porch of the Qianshiya, humbly asking for advice on how to achieve the state of "cutting things that ordinary people can't cut".

……

(Mr. Ju, if you find it troublesome, you can forget everything I just said, and just remember this sentence - "control your emotions". The will to fight is harder than a rock, and if you don't cut something The unstoppable purpose of things, as long as you have these two powers, you can split everything within the reach of the sword.)
……

"Don't be confused...Maintain a high degree of unity of will and emotion...A will to fight that is harder to shake than a rock...A firm purpose that will never stop until something is cut off..."

Qingdeng seemed to be chewing every word, and softly repeated the teachings of Kiryu's boss at a volume that only he could hear clearly.

After a while, he "huh..." turned all kinds of emotions in his heart into voices.

Then—he no longer made any demands on his immediate state of mind.

Stop thinking in words... he said to himself.

Let your consciousness run through your mind.

Let your thoughts soar above the night sky of Edo!

At this moment, Qingdeng seemed to understand a little bit of Boss Kiryu's teaching.

He felt... he was entering a very wonderful state.

bet my all...

The dark clouds that originally permeated Qingdeng's mind had dissipated, and the field of vision suddenly became broad and bright.

All the sounds gradually moved away from the surroundings, and only the "buzzing" noise could be heard in the ears.

Bet my all.

After hearing, even sight and touch began to move away from Qingdeng.

At this time, Qingdeng could no longer see the enemy in front of him, nor could he see himself...or he could not feel his own existence.

He felt that he was like inconspicuous dust, floating lightly.

Bet my all!
The sound disappeared.

The Night Breeze around him also disappeared.

Qingdeng felt that he was standing in a quiet space without the slightest breeze...not even air.

His body, his spirit, all turned into nothingness.

In his world...the only thing left is the knife in his waist!

……

From Luo Sha's point of view, the current changes in Qingdeng's body really surprised him.

I saw that Qingdeng's eyes became clear and transparent as if they had been washed.

Although there is still a twinkle in the eyes, but can not feel the slightest emotion.

Suddenly, Rakshasa's expression showed an uncontrollable astonishment.

Until just now, the man in front of him has always exuded a disturbed atmosphere, and even the knife in its sheath is full of strong restlessness.

But at this moment, the traces of anxiety and anxiety are completely gone!

At this time, Qingdeng is like a piece of steel that has endured thousands of tempering but returned to its original nature.

The surface is warm and flexible, but the inside reveals unparalleled rigidity and strength, containing awe-inspiring murderous aura!
Rakshasa felt like the hairs were standing on end all over his body...he didn't hate this feeling.

A knowing smile appeared on his face.

Don't tarnish this tranquility - Luo Sha silently added in his heart.

He subconsciously slowed down his breathing, raised his left thumb that was close to the blade, held it against the blade, and pushed the authentic blade of Changyang out of the sheath by more than an inch.

The two stared at each other... No, Qingdeng's eyes were so calm that even using the word "stare" to describe it seemed too intense and inappropriate.

"..."

"..."

Silence enveloped the space.

It was as quiet as frozen in time.

Then - Rakshasa, move!

Choke lang lang lang lang lang lang lang——!
Raksha released the sharp blade at his waist.

According to legend, the evil ghost named "Raksha" has supernatural powers, can fly in the sky, or speed on the ground, and is a vicious and fearful ghost.

This moment, this moment!This man is really like his incarnation, striking out an indestructible knife!

Changyang Zhengzong made a loud noise, and the huge flash cut Qingdeng's vision!
Almost at the same moment when Luo Sha made his move...Qingdeng also released his own attack!

At the moment when the lives of the two suddenly shrank and then suddenly enlarged, Qingdeng unleashed his knife-drawing technique——Liuguang!
In an instant, Qingdeng's will spread to the tip of the knife.

As if trying to attract the surrounding darkness, the blade suddenly popped out of the sheath!It emits a piercing and dazzling purple cold light.

With the vibration of the knife blade, the tip of the knife makes a crisp knife sound.

With the flash of the white blade, Qingdeng's eyes exuded a magnificent and dazzling brilliance like the dawn light!

In the back of my mind, the cold voice proclaimed:

【Ding!Eternal Talent·The Hachiman of Invincibility, activate! 】

A whole new world unfolds in front of Qingdeng's blade!

A shining white rainbow filled Rakshasa's field of vision and filled this space!

Wherever Baihong passes, even if it is the blue sky and the yellow spring, it is only a short distance from the end of the world!
The sword light piercing through the atmosphere penetrated deeply into Raksha's sword and body, and then shot straight into the clouds, reaching a place beyond the reach of the moon!
……

Luo Sha stared nonchalantly at Qing Deng, who was still maintaining the saber-stretching posture in front of him.

clang.

The front half of Changyang Zhengzong's blade fell to the ground, and the fracture was unbelievably neat.

He smiled.

Surprise, regret, unwillingness, three kinds of emotions are beautifully mixed together in a strange smile.

"Niou...well done...beautiful...!"

Before he finished speaking, his smile became distorted in an instant.

The color of pain climbed up his cheeks, and the other half of the knife fell from his hand.

He subconsciously raised his left hand and pressed his right shoulder.

There was the sound of something blooming in the air.

There was a small opening on Luosha's right shoulder, and then the crack became longer and longer, slanting across his entire upper body, and getting deeper and deeper, with clearly visible blood lines slowly emerging.

"Master Orochi... I'm sorry... I can't... fight with you anymore... I have to... go ahead..."

The blood line that got deeper and longer finally covered the scar Takashi Tachibana left on his right collarbone——

Puchi!

Blood arrows splashed into the sky like a fountain.

Raksha's upper body was like his knife, sliding down the extremely smooth incision and falling onto the tatami.

Blood like a waterfall spewed out continuously from the cross section of his lower body that was firmly attached to the ground.

【Ding!Scan to talent]

[Successfully copied talent: "Lock Blood +7"]

[Talent introduction: high blood vitality, strong hematopoietic function; activate red blood cell metabolism, increase the oxygen saturation of hemoglobin, enhance the utilization of oxygen and ATP by body tissues; activate the body's immune system, enhance phagocytosis; blood loss accounts for the total blood volume Only 50% of the total blood volume will cause physical discomfort, and the blood loss will account for 70% of the total blood volume to cause severe shock or death]

"Hoo... ph... ph... ph... um...!"

Qingdeng let out a dull cry of pain, and fell to the ground on the spot with a knife.

Vision, hearing, and touch returned to his body one by one.

"Is this...the Hachiman of Infinity..."

Although he had just entered the physical and mental state of "ignoring, hearing, and thinking", he still vaguely felt the sound of the system sound.

He couldn't remember how he swung the knife just now.

He only vaguely remembered that he saw Rakshasa draw his sword, so he followed suit... That's all, he only remembered so much.

Ever since he copied this talent from Boss Kiryu's body, he has never activated it, so Qingdeng almost forgot its existence.

However, because it was the first eternal talent possessed by Qingdeng, and its ability was too domineering and impressive, Qingdeng always clearly remembered its talent effect.

When the mind and mind are united and there is no doubt in the heart, you will be able to make a powerful blow like the possession of Hachiman Daimyo.There is no hesitation in the heart, and there is no hesitation in the sword!
Qingdeng squinted his eyes, looking at Changyang Zhengzong and Luocha who were divided into two.

Such power...it is indeed like the possession of Hachiman Daimyo!

Slap, slap, slap, slap...

At this moment, Qingdeng heard the sound of unhurried footsteps coming from his side.

He looked around, and saw an old man wearing glasses walking towards him at a leisurely pace.

"Boss Kiryu...how come you are like the officials of Huofu Thief Kai and the "Three Returns" of the Enforcement Office, always arriving late after the battle is over?"

"Sorry, there are still a lot of enemy forces remaining in the Qingshui mansion, and it will take some time to mow the grass."

While talking, Kiryu shook the knife in his hand to shake off the blood on the knife - the blade he is holding now is a very common high-end product, and he probably picked it up from some Yakuza's corpse yes.

"...Mr. Orange, you are doing very well."

Kiryu looked at Qingdeng who was still lying on the ground, and then looked at the body of Raksha not far away, and said with a slight smile.

"Sure enough, you have reached the realm of 'can cut things that mortals can't'."

When Qing Deng heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Boss Kiryu, how do you know that I have reached this state?"

"I know this kind of thing just by looking at it."

After that, he stretched out his hand towards Qingdeng, wanting to give Qingdeng a hand.

However, Qingdeng shook his head.

"Boss Kiryu, no need, I can get up by myself."

As he spoke, he leaned on the ground with his knife, slowly stood up, and then went straight to the door next to him.

Seeing this, Kiryu couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Do you still have the strength? Don't you need me to support you?"

"unnecessary."

Qingdeng replied without thinking.

"Since you came here standing upright, you should leave standing upright."

After speaking, he flipped his right wrist, held a saber flower, shook off the blood on the saber, and put Vairocana back into the sheath around his waist.

Kiryu was startled for a moment, and then changed into a mixed expression of helplessness:
"Are you sure? Do you really need me to accompany you for a ride?"

Qingdeng smiled freely.

"The wind and the moon are with me."

He went through the door and down the stairs.

Along the way, strange faces came into view.

From the outside, they don't look like the Yakuza of the Shimizu clan.

Presumably, it should be the people from Kiryu and Mucun.

A bloody swordsman suddenly appeared in front of them. These people were stunned for a moment, and then quickly put on a fighting posture.

At this time, Kiryu's voice came:

"Don't move, he is 'King Ni', a friendly army."

Nioh——Hearing this word, their expressions were immediately dominated by emotions such as shock, curiosity, and admiration.

Obviously no one ordered them to do this, but they all put away their weapons at the same time and dodged to the side of the road.

"Mr. Orange? You, are you okay?"

When leaving Qingshui Pagoda, Qingdeng met Mucun who hurried towards him.

"I'm fine. Not only in good health, but also in a good mood."

After that, he bypassed the pastoral village and continued on his way.

Mu Cun stood there blankly, staring dumbfounded at Qingdeng's receding back.

"Mr. Orange, where are you going now?"

Qing Deng was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, familiar faces appeared in his mind.

Sanako, Zouji, Kinoshita Mai, Tianzhangyuan, Ai Luodi, Erzhong sisters, partners in the test hall...

"...I will now return to those who are waiting for my return."

With a comfortable and sunny smile on his face, Qingdeng strode forward with his head held high.

Mucun looked at Qingdeng who was gradually going away, with a look of incredulity on his face.

Scarred and bruised... It is not difficult to see that Qingdeng has just experienced an extremely fierce decisive battle.

At the cost of "heavily wounded", he struggled to win the battle, but he did not immerse himself in the aftertaste of victory, nor did he lie on the ground waiting for rescue from others, but stepped on the clouds and the wind lightly. Walking at a leisurely pace, he left the battlefield alone.

As if the death fight he just experienced was just a trivial matter.

Rao has lived in the world for more than 90 years, and he can be regarded as a well-informed pastoral village, and he has never seen such a scene.

At this moment, Mucun inexplicably felt that Qingdeng's back overlapped with the figures of two old friends he knew well.

Of those two old friends, one is old and the other is unparalleled in the world.

Thinking of this, Mu Cun's heart trembled, he couldn't help but straighten his back, stood in place, watched Qingdeng with solemn eyes.

Soon, Qingdeng returned to the door that he had shattered.

At this moment, outside the gate of Qingshui Mansion, there was a lot of noise.

The noise made by Qingdeng has already alarmed the nearby residents and government officials.

The melon-eating crowd who came to watch the excitement, the local officials who maintained order, and the officials of the prefecture who were ordered to investigate the situation but dared not enter the Qingshui Mansion...Men, women, old and young, scholars, farmers, businessmen, huddled together

The flow of people is like a tide, shoulder to shoulder.

"Look! Someone's coming out!"

"It's 'Nioh'! 'Nioh' is green!"

"Ju Qingdeng? So the person who single-handedly charged into the Shimizu mansion was King Ni?"

"No way... He actually accepted the invitation from the Qingshui Clan..."

"So what's the situation now? Now that Ju Qing has come out, does that mean...he won?"

"He, is he... still alive?"

……

Qing Deng stopped in his tracks, and his calm gaze swept across the dark crowd in front of him.

"Step aside."

Although his voice was not loud, it suppressed all the movements on the scene.

People looked at each other and looked at each other.

Then--

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...

Just like the sound of the fields blown by the wind, no matter whether it is an official or a white body, everyone is scrambling to separate to the left and right to make way for a straight road.

Qingdeng stepped forward without hesitation, and walked straight forward under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

They don't know what Qing Deng has experienced in recent days.

I don't even know what an exaggerated historical achievement Qingdeng just created.

However, they saw that Qing Deng had a sense of coercion at this time, and his gestures exuded a sacred and inviolable atmosphere.

When Qing Deng issued a brief order, their legs moved involuntarily, and they retreated to the side of the street, their eyes uncontrollably casting awed and cowering gazes at them.

The moonlight hit the road ahead of him, laying a gorgeous carpet for him.

The night wind blew by his side, sending him humble attendants.

Just like a triumphant king.

Qingdeng felt in a great mood, and his steps became more and more brisk.

Not only because I have just completed the majestic feat of "sweeping holes in the courtyard and defeating the enemy", but also because I can return to my friends and lovers.

Thinking of this, Qing Deng inexplicably wanted to sing something.

At this time, he somewhat understood why the ancients wanted to write poems and recite poems every time there were important events such as funerals and weddings.

Because when people's interest is rushing and their thoughts are boiling, they really need to say something and do something to express their emotions.

Of course Qingdeng doesn't have the ability to compose poems in seven steps.

However, he suddenly recalled a Tang poem that he liked very much in his previous life.

In a moment, all the people crowded on both sides of the road heard a melodious male voice that melted into the deep night——

"It's so expensive that people can't come freely, and it's hard to stop the dragon and the phoenix."

"Three thousand guests are full of flowers and drunk, and one sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states."

"Gujiao Jie Tianjia is cold, the wind is turbulent, the sea and mountains are in autumn."

"He was named Lingyun Pavilion in his early years, how could he envy the ten thousand households at that time?"

His figure was drawn so long, so long, that it pressed down on the street and everyone's hearts like a mountain.

When the moon shines on it, there is a brilliant color between silver and sword light.

……

……

Just when Qingdeng was about to leave Dounan Town——

Bone Lu Lu Lu Lu ...

He suddenly heard the sound of wheels turning from far to near in front of him.

Looking intently, a very familiar carriage broke into his field of vision.

"Gauze weight?"

Qingdeng couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

At the same time that Qingdeng discovered Shazhong, Shazhong also discovered Qingdeng.

"Mr. Orange?"

Sha Zhong hastily pulled the carriage to a stop.

Before the carriage came to a complete stop, a beautiful figure rushed out of the carriage, and rushed to Qingdeng's front in three steps at a time.

Qingdeng was startled, showing a surprised expression, which soon changed into an apologetic and hesitant expression, and finally changed into a gratified smile that seemed to feel at ease.

Although no one explained the ins and outs to him, he roughly guessed what happened.

Zuo Nazi opened his eyes wide, and looked at Qingdeng repeatedly from head to toe.

It was as if he was confirming whether the person in front of him was really Qingdeng.

Is it because of the drawbridge effect?Qingdeng always feels that Sanazi at this time is far more beautiful, charming and endearing than usual, so he really wants to rub her into his arms.

"Zona..."

Qingdeng spoke softly, wanting to take the initiative to break the atmosphere of silence.

But at this moment, unexpectedly, a gust of fragrant wind rushed into his arms.

Zuo Nazi stretched out his hands, wrapped his left hand around his neck and his right hand around his head.

Immediately afterwards...he felt a reassuring warmth covering his lips.

Qingdeng blinked his eyes, looking at the slender eyelashes in front of him that were almost touching his eyebrows in surprise.

The beautiful eyelashes that trembled with the body were gradually wetted, and large drops of water hung on them.

At this moment, Qingdeng felt that all the strength in his body was drained.

Without any hesitation - he closed his eyes, hugged Sanako's soft waist with his backhand, and enjoyed the warmth that made him want to be intoxicated forever as if no one else was there.

……

……

As the night veil covering the earth slowly faded, the eastern sky ushered in the dawn first, and gradually changed from pitch black to Beijing blue, indigo blue, and light green onion.

In the end, a piece of fish-belly white rose slightly from behind the mountains in the east.

A new day has arrived.

History continues.

The legend continues.

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