I have a Zanpakutō

Chapter 523, Sword Intent

"Hehehehe... You seem to be very strong. For some reason, facing you, my body feels a feeling that I have never experienced before, as if I am confronting a huge creature again!"

Holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, Ryoma slowly drew the knife, and continued, "An incredible and inexplicable excitement is flowing in the body, as if it is about to dance!"

"It's a pity, you are just a zombie, I really want to fight with you when you were alive!"

The transparent fruit had been devoured, and Zhang Han also drew his sword in his hand, with a faint domineering air wrapped around it, and the dark red blade rose with a purple-black mist, and his momentum surged.

The dragon horse stopped talking, waved the autumn water, stepped on clogs, flew over from the opposite roof, and slashed at Zhang Han's neck.

Ding!
Zhang Han held his saber in front of him, blocking the opponent's slash.

Suddenly, a stern look appeared in his eyes, and his body sank, only to see dozens of gaps spread out in the wall under his feet, all of which were traces of invisible sword energy!
Boom!

The two of them withdrew their knives and retreated at the same time. The masonry on the wall cracked and turned into countless large or small stones.

Although Brook's shadow was not strong enough to hold Ryoma back, there was still a faint sword intent remaining on that body.It is conceivable that Longma's strength during his lifetime was definitely at the level of a top swordsman, or even a great swordsman!

"Alba, straight stab!"

The dragon horse stepped on the broken wall, his body flashed, the human sword merged into one, and stabbed straight like a stream of light.

Facing the quick stabbing attack, Zhang Han did not dodge or dodge, and waved Zanpakuto to meet him.

Ding!
One red and one black, the tips of the two swords collided with each other, suddenly bursting out sword lights, entangled and collided with each other, and scattered in all directions.The half of the building under the feet was neatly transformed into dozens of parts by the scattered sword light, and collapsed suddenly.

The confrontation between the two ended in a draw again.

"Hehehehe... You can withstand two slashes from Hei Dao Qiu Shui. Your sword is very good! Is it also one of the 21 Da Kuai Dao?" Long Ma did not swing the sword to attack, but stopped and asked .

It seems that he is very interested in the Zanpakuto in Zhang Han's hand.

"no!"

Zhang Han shook his head, and said lightly, "This Sen Luo Wan Xiang is a very special knife, it does not belong to any of the big fast knife and the supreme big fast knife."

In his heart, no matter how sharp a tangible and qualitative knife is, it is only forged from metal. How can it compare to Zanpakuto condensed with soul?

There is no comparison between the two.

"Really!"

Without getting the answer he wanted, Ryoma didn't show any expression, and flew up again, standing up and stabbing, "Revolutionary dance music, assault!"

Sensing the grand sword intent emanating from the opponent, Zhang Han shook his head and sighed inwardly.

Heidao Qiushui was already much heavier than ordinary knives, and only with such a knives could he display stronger power in slashing.From this point alone, it can be seen that Long Ma was similar to Zhang Han before his death, and he should take the route of using strength to overcome ingenuity.

However, Brook's knife is a long and thin knife, which is usually held in his hand like a crutch. His martial arts are more inclined to stabbing, taking the light and agile route, which is quite different from Ryoma's swordsmanship.

The light stabbing has a heavy momentum, which feels a little uncoordinated, and one can imagine how powerful it can be!
No wonder in the original book, Sauron defeated him with only two swords, and he was definitely dragged down by Brook's shadow!
Zhang Han stepped heavily on the ground with both feet, as quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit!Facing the stabbing sword glow, he rushed straight up.

In an instant, the figures of the two passed by each other.

Two faint sword shadows still appeared in the air, one went straight into the distant building, and the other drew a semicircle, with half of a sleeve appearing at the end, slowly falling down.

"blocked?!"

Even though he had cut off a part of Longma's sleeve, Zhang Han was still very surprised and his face was stunned.

Although he hasn't studied kendo very seriously, most of the moves he knows are copied Zanpakuto's skills.And did not use spiritual pressure and real energy, only physical strength and armed color.

However, with his own strength, the power of slashing casually is not small, but unexpectedly, he was blocked by half-baked zombies!

Obviously, the strength of his physical body is not as good as his own, and his body is still the shadow of others. Logically speaking, it is impossible to block his own slash.

However, the opponent clearly blocked it again!
This strange feeling haunted Zhang Han, and he stood there in a daze, frowning and thinking hard.

What went wrong?
"Is this... sword intent?"

Recalling the moment when Baiju passed the gap just now, Zhang Han suddenly woke up, and finally noticed something strange.He also reacted suddenly, what he has been neglecting all this time——Sword Intent!
Does Zhang Han have sword intent?

Of course!
Not only there, but also very strong!

However, he has never seriously thought about this abstract thing, and he only used it instinctively when fighting.It never occurred to him that he would condense his own sword intent into one and release it together with the slash.

I don't know if Yueya Tianchong is using it too much, his own swordsmanship tends to use strength to break skill, and he believes in absolute speed and absolute power.

As long as the speed is so fast that the enemy can't touch you, as long as the strength is so strong that the enemy can't stop it, everything will become easy!
However, the scene just now shook his long-standing cognition.

Obviously not strong, but able to block his own slash, the effect of the sword is really so powerful?

So, where is my own sword intent hidden?And how to use it?
Zhang Han turned his back to Longma, lowered his head and fell into deep thought, without saying a word.

On the other side, Ryoma seemed to be aware of his strangeness, but insisted on the warrior spirit, and did not take the opportunity to attack him.

"Hahaha……!"

After a long time, Zhang Han suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly. There was a violent explosion over the quiet manor, and it swayed far away.The laughter was desolate, with a little sense of generosity and heroism, as if even the heavy fog above the head had been dispelled by the laughter.

When the laughter fell, Zhang Han's momentum erupted, like an unsheathed sword, straight into the sky.Suddenly, bursts of hurricanes blew up around, spinning and rushing into the sky.

"You have become stronger!"

Long Ma stared at Zhang Han deeply, his tone was inexplicable, with a hint of admiration.

The laughter stopped, Zhang Han suddenly turned around, domineering entwined on the blade, thick as purple smoke, whirled and rolled endlessly.

"Just figured out something!"

The momentary vacillation just now aroused the obsession in his heart. Since he has chosen to take the path of absolute speed and strength, then he has to go all the way!

As for the result, does it matter?

The momentary epiphany made him feel refreshed, and the dust was swept away, as if his body became a little lighter.The original scattered sword intent gradually condensed, and the aura climbed higher and higher, with Ling Ran's domineering aura, coercing the entire manor.

(End of this chapter)