Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Amamiya Mahiru's answer caused Su Ruoli to fall into silence for half a minute.

They are both charming and beautiful women, very intelligent, and it is not difficult to detect each other's intentions from a few conversations.

Mahiru Amemiya’s subtext is clear.

She did this just to win Bai Yu's favor.

Only about 50% of what Amemiya Mahiru said was true, and the other 50% was probably true... But Su Ruoli had no way of judging this.

She skipped the topic.

The two of them had already arrived at the Shinto Geninryu gym. There were disciples practicing in the gym. When they saw Amemiya Mahiru, they immediately stopped all movements and saluted respectfully. Fuso pays great attention to the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Her parents are It is the heaven of children; the heaven of superiors is the heaven of subordinates; the heaven of masters is also the heaven of apprentices.

Following her gentle instructions, only a few people remained in the previously crowded venue.

"Do you mind letting them watch?" Amamiya Mahiru asked: "They are all my true disciples, with good strength and foundation. I don't want to miss this rare opportunity to improve my eyesight."

"I don't mind." Su Ruoli shook his head and replied.

Amamiya Mahiru gave instructions to his disciples in Fuso language, so Su Ruoli didn't understand what he was saying.

Soon a disciple with short bangs and a high ponytail approached, knelt on his knees in front of Su Ruoli, and raised a sword above his head: "Longquan Sword, Susama, please."

"I prefer the real sword to win or lose. In the sparring between real disciples, wooden swords and unopened swords are never used." Amemiya Mahiru also took another sword handed by his disciple: "This sword is called Although Kotetsu is a famous sword, it is just a mass product. It is the same as the sword in Miss Su’s hand. You don’t need to worry about it...if the sword breaks, the sparring is over, okay?”

Su Ruoli held the Longquan Sword, looked at the fifteen-year-old girl with low eyebrows, and asked, "Can she speak Daxia dialect?"

"They have all studied for more than five years. Except for their oral English, which needs time and environment to slowly correct, there is no problem in integrating directly into Daxia in other aspects... Cultural courses are also compulsory here. I personally hope to send them to study abroad in Daxia. Even if you can’t go to Penglai College, you can still go to an institution of higher learning.”

"You take good care of them."

"How can a master not take care of his disciples? They are not only my hard work, but also the signature of my dojo, and my heritage." Amemiya Mahiru said quietly, answering all questions.

"But the purpose is not pure." Su Ruoli raised his sword and pointed it at Amamiya Mahiru: "Are you sure you don't regard them as tools?"

"Sorry, I don't understand what you mean." Amamiya Mahiru tilted her head slightly: "All Fuso swordsmen are tools, and the swords are born to be unsheathed for their masters."

"Absurd...the sword is in your own hand!"

"Miss Su holds the sword in her own hand, but we are different." Mahiru Amamiya corrected her politely with a smile: "People who usually draw swords at will for their own selfish desires are called ronin in Fuso. Having no place to belong, unable to return to my hometown, being wanted for wandering, and possessing nothing except a murderous sword... Why don't you ask Saki next to you if she is willing to become a ronin? "

The girl with short bangs immediately said: "I would rather die than that."

"We live in different countries...even the world is different." Amamiya Mahiru said calmly: "So I don't have the margin that Miss Su has. I can only do my best to seize the small happiness that belongs to me. No matter how much it costs.”

"If it's just a sword, that's it." Su Ruoli continued to ask: "Why are all your true disciples such beautiful young girls? Isn't this really a place to train the next generation of oirans?"

She raised her voice deliberately and was observing the expressions of the girls around her.

However, the six true disciples present just sat on their knees solemnly, their expressions did not change at all, and their eyes did not waver in the slightest.

It can be seen that Amemiya Mahiru's status in the eyes of these true disciples cannot be easily shaken by Su Ruoli's words.

"Chang Letian has gone bankrupt. Currently, the Hakuho Group does not need to run this kind of business of selling laughs and selling meat, so we are all girls. Because we are all women, we are naturally more inclined to teach women swordsmanship." Amemiya Mahiru explained tirelessly. He said: "Their figures and physiques are similar to mine, so they are most suitable for learning my swordsmanship. As for their appearance, perhaps they are better born with their genes."

She couldn't help but smile: "Is Miss Su afraid of these children? Oh... you are so cute."

Su Ruoli secretly thought that that might not be the case... Amamiya Mahiru would be willing to pack up her sister and send her away, but a few true disciples might not be willing to part with her.

So she asked: "Have you ever thought about whether what you did is fair to your sister?"

This sentence was a bit jumpy, but Mahiru immediately understood what Su Ruoli meant, referring to the unfinished conversation before taking over.

"If she doesn't want to, I won't force it. After all, there are many suitable candidates." Mahiru lifted her hair from her temples and combed it behind her ears: "Besides, Shiori agrees...she is different from these children. "

"Really?" Su Ruoli held the Longquan Sword, and the green sword energy poured into the sword like flowing water.

The invisible sword energy overflowed with chilling force.

Several true girls retreated to both sides of the wall, with their backs pressed straight against the wall, staring unblinkingly at the two great swordsmen in the scene who had reached the master level. Even if they could see the ensuing confrontation, Knowing one and a half of these moves, and being able to imitate cats and tigers will be a huge wealth in this life.

The lights suddenly dimmed for a moment.

No, there are actually no lights here. The light comes from the fences on both sides and the skylight on the top, but the light dimmed when the two sides swung their swords for the first time.

The first move of Amamiya Mahiru was the Iai Slash, which is called the Speed ​​Slash. Her Iai Slash has already reached the realm of the ultimate Iai, so fast that the sound can't catch up, and it can poetically cut rocks and water, and cut cherry blossoms and landscape poems.

However, this knife seemed to Su Ruoli to be "very fast", but that was all.

Before the blade arrived, the Longquan Sword cut off the direction of the knife, forcing Amamiya Mahiru to change the sword path from Iai, and the knife lights crossed and flashed by.

Both sides restrained their strength and concentrated on the blades. There was not even a spark when they collided, only a sound like that produced by the impact of hard shell cardboard.

Amamiya Mahiru changed to holding the sword with both hands, and chopped down three sections in a row, the upper section... This kind of swordsmanship requires a very strong physique, usually combined with the dachi to chop down, but the swordsman can skip the physical step and directly mobilize the power of heaven and earth in the sword domain to bless. If the power of this sword escapes, even if it is one percent, the entire gym will be cut into two sections.

However, they controlled it very well. The swords of Kotetsu and Longquan intertwined and entangled, and Su Ruoli fought and fled. Her swordsmanship has never been confined to moves, but changed as she wanted. The ever-changing swordsmanship has never been seen, because it is difficult to change the essence, and the opponent will see the key. The so-called no moves are better than moves is just a beautiful idea, but Su Ruoli has achieved a high degree of unity. Her swordsmanship seems to have no rules, but it continuously intercepts the direction of Amamiya Mahiru's swordsmanship.

Even when facing the same moves, she still uses different ways to crack it, just like showing off her skills.

If Amamiya Mahiru's swordsmanship is extremely strict, like a regular script with every stroke being extremely neat; then Su Ruoli's swordsmanship is a freehand cursive script.

The confrontation between the sword masters made several true disciples hold their breath and be fascinated, and they dared not blink even when the sweat flowed into their eyes.

The confrontation stopped when the 27th sword fell, and a drop of blood flew out and splashed on the cheek of the true disciple Kaga.

Amamiya Mahiru looked at the sword mark on the back of his hand and asked in surprise: "Are you good at dealing with Fuso's swordsmanship?"

"It's the first time I've seen it, but your intentions are easy to see through." Su Ruoli replied: "Just like you."

"Oh? Then, what kind of person am I?" Amamiya Mahiru pointed at himself and asked with interest.

"A soul that has gone crazy because of its desire to be loved." Su Ruoli commented lightly: "You spent a long time preparing these, from the Baifeng Group to its subordinate industries, to yourself, your sister, the head of the Baifeng family, and even your disciples... They are all gifts for him, right?"

It was a question, but the tone was very firm.

Amamiya Mahiru stretched out her tongue and gently licked the bloody wound on the back of her hand, and her smile became more charming.

"Very correct."

"Miss Su, no, please allow me to call you Ruoli, okay?"

"Few people can see through my true heart so quickly... Shiori knows this, but she never says it, but acquiesces to it; Naomi longs to be wrapped as a gift, so she won't say it either, but waits with joy."

"If others don't know about the gift I prepared so carefully, it will really make people sad."

Su Ruoli looked at her and emphasized: "My evaluation is not to praise you, but to say that you are crazy."

"Crazy is not a derogatory word, but a neutral word."

Amamiya Mahiru took a step forward with the knife and changed the sword's momentum: "How can you live without being crazy?"

Dang——!

The swords crossed.

Su Ruoli looked at this seemingly rational soul that was ignited by the flame of love: "You are simply unreasonable."

"You can scold me more harshly, saying that I am a dependent person, a poor creature who can't live without love, or simply scold me for being mean and cheap? In order to possess the man you love, you even don't hesitate to put on a sharing gesture, just to increase your weight in the other person's heart?"

Su Ruoli's mood changed slightly, and the next moment, a knife light penetrated her defense and cut off a section of her hair.

The two of them resisted each other's weapons and grabbed each other's wrists at the same time. In a small space, they did not give in.

In the fierce confrontation, the blade of Hu Che was bumpy, and the side of Longquan Sword was covered with jagged gaps.

"You are quite self-aware." Su Ruoli's tone remained calm.

"You are just as confident as in your letter, but... you shouldn't casually judge me and our decision."

Amemiya Mahiru suddenly moved closer and headbutted Su Ruoli. After the swords separated, they collided, bounced, intertwined, and burst out again...

"I never thought that I did anything wrong."

"The lives of everyone here, the hope for the future, the dignity of being born as a human being... were originally given to us by him!"

"How much do you know about Fuso, and how much do you know about our past?"

"You don't know the panic and despair of walking alone in the dark."

"You don't know the loneliness of leaving your home after being abandoned by your loved ones."

"You don't know how it feels to be forced to smile to your enemies while bearing the lives of hundreds of people alone."

"You don't know how difficult it is to live upright and like a human being in this cruel world of cannibalism!"

She suddenly pressed down the heavy sword, smashing Su Ruoli and the sword against the wall.

Amamiya Mahiru opened her eyes, deep as the abyss, and her emotions flowed silently.

"That's not a gift, Miss Su."

"That's the reward he deserves."