death of hope

Chapter 804: Wild Growth (220) Lion Splashing Ink

As Naomi's limbs became more and more deformed, she looked like a nobody. Some timid audience members hunched over and shrank behind the front seats, trembling in fear, but no one ran away.

These ferocious-looking spectators were all representatives sent by the city's underworld to watch the action. They were at least the leaders of the neighborhood, and each of them was a well-known figure.

When you are out there, you have to fight for your reputation. If you run away in a hurry now, you will definitely be laughed at as a coward when you look back.

There's no other way. I have to fight for this little bit of face and I have to watch it despite myself.

(Have those guys from the Sanno Clan gone crazy?! They brought a monster to compete with them... What if it loses control and attacks us?!)
Kondo Toranosuke's bald head turned pale with fear. He stood up and pretended to go to the bathroom, but in fact he wanted to sneak out of the venue through the fire escape to smoke a cigarette and avoid the limelight.

Just as Toranosuke was about to run away, he felt a sharp gaze from behind. He turned around and saw his father Kondo Isao with his eyes wide open, glaring at him.

The sharp eyes and frowning brows were clearly scolding me:
(You coward! You’re not even afraid of the old lady senator! How can you run away when you’re in your prime and the heir of the Kyokushin Group?!
Don't embarrass me! Otherwise, the position of heir should be left to your sister Yae!)
Under the pressure of his father's absolute authority, Toranosuke sat back obediently, swallowed his saliva, and watched with gritted teeth.

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At this time, in the martial arts competition circle,
Shimazu Seiichiro stood there carrying a heavy sword, steady as a rock.

The rough man with a stubble on his face looked calm and composed, as if he was facing only a pug wagging its tail and begging for mercy, rather than a grinning genetically mutated monster.

"What courage! As expected of you, the heir of the Shimazu family."

Musashi clapped his hands in praise. "If I were to come face to face with this monster, I would probably be scared to death."

"Why is our sword master still picking his nose? Is he tired of living?" Toranosuke asked tremblingly.

"No, Mr. Shimazu is confident and doesn't take the opponent seriously at all," Musashi replied.

It was not until the genetically mutated monster swung its claws and pounced on him that Shimazu Seiichiro put down the finger that was digging his nose.
Holding the end of the handle with both hands, he used the length of the blade to the fullest extent, sinking the tip of the knife to only an inch from the ground;
"All you demons and monsters, retreat!"

As Shimazu shouted angrily, the sword flashed,

A slash from bottom to top was made, the sharp blade cutting into the tough mutant bones and muscles, as smooth as a hot knife cutting wax.
A thick mutant arm with countless eyeballs, spikes and claws slammed heavily to the ground.

As the blood no longer circulates, it rapidly rots at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning black and emitting an unpleasant smell of ammonia.

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"What?! The density of those muscles and bones is three times that of humans, and they were cut off so easily?!"

Saito Rinrinka widened her eyes in shock and looked down at her precious sword:

"What a sharp knife. It doesn't get stuck in the meat at all. It's as sharp as my 'Nanbutsu'.
Could it be that... that Nodachi is the 'Demon Slayer Sword King' that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Shimazu family? ! "

"It's undoubtedly the original. That guy actually brought out a family heirloom to chop it up. It's a big deal."

Compared to the shock of others, Chen Xing's reaction seemed much calmer. He considered himself a genius, and extremely proud of himself. This was quite rare, and he gave Shimazu Seiichiro a high evaluation:

"The knife is a good one,

The accuracy and power are also commendable.

This counter-attack cut accurately into the joint, severing the tough fascia and brittle bones, removing the entire arm.

Even a genius like me can't find fault with him, this guy's 'tenth level of swordsmanship' is not just a boast~"

As she spoke, Naomi's arms quickly grew multiple limbs and tentacles.

It used its sharp claws and poisonous stingers to launch a dense attack like raindrops, but was immediately cut off by the wild sword, and then continued to multiply and mutate.
The high-power water pump implanted in the back of the cyborg is pumping a large amount of high-concentration nutrient solution to various parts of the body. Under the catalytic stimulation of various chemical agents, the metabolic rate is increased by tens of thousands of times to heal all wounds and supplement and strengthen the mutant structure.

Every time she was killed, the head maid Naomi's power increased.
The number of limbs, tentacles, stingers, claws, and eyeballs increased exponentially. After more than a dozen cuts, they finally accumulated to an insane level.

Shimazu Seiichiro could no longer calmly deal with this raging wave-like attack.

Finally, the nodachi was stuck by the ever-growing calcified exoskeleton spikes, and the smooth attack was interrupted. The hairy calf was scratched by the sharp claws, leaving a shallow cut.

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"Great job! This is the strength that Mitsubishi's flagship product should have!"

Yamagami Tetsuya clenched his fists excitedly: "If we keep using our strength like this, we will definitely win!"

Chen Xing was about to agree with him, but suddenly, he noticed the change in the Sword Master's eyes, from casual to serious.

Shimazu Seiichiro jumped backwards continuously, and the position of his hands changed from the end of the handle to the position close to the blade guard. This subtle change did not escape Chen Xing's sharp eyes.

He knew that this meant changing the battle strategy, giving up the length advantage, no longer seeking stability, and instead pursuing extreme speed, accuracy and power.

"Watch out, that uncle is going to show his real skills. Victory or defeat depends on this one strike."

Chen Hong nodded and agreed with her brother's point of view: "Miss Naomi is really amazing. She has forced the Sword Master into a desperate situation so quickly."

"Go! Fighting maid! Tear that sloppy old man into pieces!" Saito Rinrinka shouted, "The first victory depends on you!"

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Naomi has mutated to the point where she no longer looks like a human.

From the upright two-legged Homo sapiens, it changed to the primitive structure of quadrupeds, with wildly proliferating bone spurs and mutated glands covering the entire body.

If you really want to compare, she now looks like a skinned giant cat.

Intelligence has almost diminished to zero, leaving only the strange strength and violence of the hunting instinct.

The monks at the scene struck wooden fishes one after another, tapped the Buddhist beads with their fingers, and trembled as they prayed to the gods and Buddhas they believed in.

An old monk thought shudderingly: (If there really is a blazing hell, the demons there would look like this...)
Shimazu Seiichiro closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the mutant creature that was gradually approaching, and raised his family heirloom sword, the Demon Slayer Sword Emperor, high above his head.
This posture is very similar to the "Thunderbolt Opening" in Florentine swordsmanship.
It looks like just an ordinary 'Suzhen' that is repeatedly practiced by kendo beginners, but in fact it reflects the practicality of Satsuma Shigenryu as a battlefield swordsmanship;
Simple, direct, and highly efficient killing technique.

“Great wisdom is like stupidity, great skill is like simplicity, a clear mirror is like still water, and a heavy weight is like lightness…”

Shimazu Seiichiro recited his family's swordsmanship in a low voice.
At the moment when the monster's sharp claws pierced his heart, the sloppy swordsman suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly;

"The Samādhiṣṭhāna stream,

Secret!

Lion splashes ink! "

The five-foot-long wild sword 'Demon Slayer Sword King' slashed vertically with strong wind and huge force.
The genetically mutated monster was suddenly cut into two pieces.

Hard skull, flexible fascia, thick muscles, artificially implanted chip circuits, optical fiber wires and water pumps,

None of them could stop this mighty blow that could split mountains and cut off peaks.
The large amount of slimy mutant organs and the foul-smelling biochemical tissue fluid contained in the monster's body were instantly splashed out.

Relying on the potential energy of the force, it moved forward a little further, and then fell to the ground with a "crash", piling up into a large, disgusting, stinking hill...