Reaper's Ultimate Enhancement

Chapter 112

While Kong Moe was still lamenting whether he had accidentally turned into a sword bone archer, Epidemic Poetry did not take the opportunity to sneak attack, but quietly waited for Kong Moe to act.

What I have to say is that everything in the spiritual world cannot be measured by common sense. Originally, in Sora's memory, Ichigo also held the Zanyue Broadsword when fighting Zanyue, but he was unable to complete this The miraculous move of holding Zhanyue and Zhanyue, because at this time, let alone the poem of arousing the epidemic, even the Zanpakuto that was originally located at his waist has long since disappeared.

Until this time, he finally understood the true meaning of "these knives are at your disposal" in Epidemic Poetry.

Simply Kongmo no longer hesitated, just picked up a Zanpakutao closest to him and rushed towards the Poetry of Epidemic, Zanpakutao is just the most common form of shallow strikes, the only feature is probably that the hand guard is not common Round rather than diamond-shaped.

"So how can I count as my victory?" While talking, Kong Moe kept slashing down with a knife in his hand, but unexpectedly, Epidemic Poetry didn't make any movements at all, and the whole person flew straight back in a completely unscientific posture. Let the knife not even touch the edge.

"Of course until I'm defeated." Epidemic Poetry's voice sounded completely devoid of worry.

"I don't care if I get hurt."

Although this knife was just a test, the evasion method of Epidemic Poetry was already eaten by Kong Mo, but it didn't linger for too long, and the left hand picked up a Zanpakuto from the ground again, and the two swords chased after him in a pincer attack. .

Although he has never used the double-knife style before, it is as if he has practiced it countless times at this time. His mind is extremely clear and he knows how to make it smooth.

"Don't worry, I won't die here, only you will die."

"Tch, it's really an unfair game."

Epidemic Poetry chuckled, but instead of hiding, she stretched her slender fingers forward, and immediately saw the familiar five dark red blades appear on her fingers, and her frivolous fingers instantly Remove the two knives that Kong Moe had cut in the past.

Looking at the Poem wearing the Poetry in his hands, Kong Mo also felt a burst of confusion and said, "Tsk, what is this, is it a tongue twister?"

"This is just a part of me." Epidemic Shi tilted his head and smiled, and then saw his fingers move slightly, and several dark red Lingzi saber energy compressed to the extreme flew towards the sky.

The saber air is very thin and small, but it has a rich color like blood. It cuts like pieces of flying blades. Kong Mo quickly swung his two knives to resist, but he was still cut by one of the saber air on the cheek.

"To be honest, you haven't even fully grasped my power. It's not a wise choice to want to master the Swastika now." Epidemic Poetry didn't continue to chase, but shook his head regretfully.

Kong Moe naturally knew that his development of Epidemic Poetry was still not enough, at least he would never be able to use moves like the one just now, but there were some things he couldn't help.

"I don't want to, but now there is no time for me to dawdle slowly. It's good to fix the foundation after it's not stable. How can there be anyone in the world who waits for you to get everything ready before you come back."

Once again, he fought against Epidemic Poetry a few times, but he didn't take advantage of it at all. Obviously the opponent's spiritual pressure was comparable to his own, but Kong Que couldn't break through the opponent's defense no matter what.

Following a horizontal slash, Epidemic Poetry did not dodge but stretched out his palm to grab the blade easily, and as a dark red light flashed between his fingers, the blade of the Zanpakuto held by Kong Mo unexpectedly was cut off directly.

At this time, Kong Que was already a little out of breath, but Epidemic Poetry was no longer blushing and heart-beating, and even his breath didn't change a bit, not to mention that weird almost levitating displacement ability made Kong Que even more difficult to deal with.

And as the battle progressed, Kong Mo also discovered some problems. Although the fighting methods that suddenly appeared in his mind gave him years of experience in studying sword techniques, they were closer to the ones that were forcibly implanted in his mind. Like a library, there is no problem with following the scriptures, but in fact he doesn't understand the details at all.

Throwing away the blade that had been shattered all over the place, he pulled out a new Zanpakutō again, and Kong Mo pounced on it again. The Zanpakuto everywhere were all Zanpakutō carried by people he had strengthened with the Poem of Plague. Soul swords, but most of them are the swords of the gods of death who he came into contact with when he was still groping for the ability of the poem of epidemics.

"No problem, just like a certain swordsman said, one knife can't beat two, and two can't beat three!"

With a fierce kick, he kicked up the nearest Zanpakutō, opened his mouth and bit the handle without hesitation, turned around and attacked Epidemic Poetry.

"Tiger hunting!"

With the knife in his mouth, he moved forward fiercely and blocked Epidemic Poetry's action route for a while, and after raising his hands high, he slashed down with the knife, attacking Epidemic Poetry from three directions at the same time.

Not surprisingly, because the front and left and right retreats were blocked, the Poetry of Epidemic floated backward again, but Kong Moe showed a sneer, and his two knives spun, and the whole person rushed towards the Poem like a spiral. poetry.

"hunting!"

It seemed that even Epidemic Poetry was not prepared for this sudden blow, and could only stretch out his hands to form a shield of spiritual power in front of him to resist.

Following this wave of confrontation, Epidemic Poetry's hair was messed up for the first time, and Kong Moe suddenly reacted.

"Is this what you did?" Recalling the three-sword sword move that he subconsciously performed just now that he should never have known, Kong Ke understood it after careful thought.

A long time ago, he knew that Poems of Plague could capture some of his memories, and after gaining the ability to read souls, he discovered that these things that originally only existed in his memory could also be analyzed by Poems of Plagues. This is also the reason why he can teach Saraki Kenpachi and their spiral pills.

Perhaps it was because the time in the spiritual world was too boring, after that, Epidemic Poetry began to look at things related to combat in Kong Mo's memory, and tried to record the moves in it.

However, because most things need to be supported by a special energy system, even Kong Mo never thought that she would be able to analyze so many things one day.

"How? Do you still like this gift?" Epidemic Poetry smiled slightly, and then put his hands together in a prayer posture. When he separated again, he wore dark red blades on both hands.

"Now that you've found out, I'm going to get serious."
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Thanks for the 12 rewards from 100 under the sunset.

It was discovered in an instant that this name comes from the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse →_→ I underestimated you
The words about Tianqi mainly borrowed the name, um, although there are some hidden meanings, you can guess~
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