I formed the strongest swordsman group

Just like Prajna before, Qingdeng's "momentum" has undergone a qualitative change.

From a turbulent torrent to a calm and deep lake.

Although it won't make people feel suffocated, it is daunting!

Prajna's eyes widened, and her cheeks showed surprise, as if she saw something rare in the world.

Not far away, Boss Kiryu was also unable to suppress the shock in his heart, and his expression was dominated by strong surprise and surprise.

Putting aside Boss Kiryu, Prajna quickly came to her senses - because a knife with purple light was slashing towards her head like thunder!

Prajna's pupils shrank slightly, and her body responded before her brain did, swinging the knife upwards and knocking open Vairocana.

Qingdeng's offensive did not stop because of this.

I saw his heels raising light dust, changing his steps, his body and the knife in his hand sinking together, and then like a waterfall against the current, he bounced up with the knife and attacked Prajna's waist and abdomen.

Swish...

The sound of skin and flesh tearing apart was heard. Prajna, who was unable to dodge, had a new, bloody wound on her waist and abdomen.

Although it was not fatal, the wound, which was more than two inches long, looked particularly horrifying.

Prajna took advantage of the momentum of dodging and did several backflips backwards, moving away from Qingdeng and pulling away from him in one breath.

After he stepped firmly on his feet, he immediately raised his sight and stared at Qingdeng fiercely:

"It's really the 'selfless realm'...!"

The speed of attack, the power of swinging the sword, the agility of dodging... No matter from which aspect, Qingdeng was not inferior to the current Prajna.

There is no doubt that he also comprehended this legendary martial arts realm!

After a brief shock, Prajna's facial expression gradually became complicated.

Resentment, resentment, regret, jealousy... Most of the negative emotions of human beings can be found on his face.

He probably never thought that Tachibana Qingdeng, whom he had always looked down on, could break through himself in battle like him!

His hatred and disgust for Qing Deng had reached an extreme point.

"Hmph! That's fine!"

After a while, he snorted coldly, his fighting spirit burning:

"As long as I defeat you, my strength will definitely rise to a higher level! You just become my nutrients obediently!"

Qing Deng raised his head slightly, looked down on the other party, and his momentum was boiling:

"Then what are you waiting for? Come on."

The two of them spread their feet at the same time and got ready for battle.

The confrontation between the "selfless realm" and the "selfless realm"... Such a scene is extremely rare even in the long history!

In the forest wind, the confrontation between the two sides made the air on the scene extremely heavy, as if an invisible barrier was pulled out, so that irrelevant people dared not approach.

Two pairs of eyes that also flashed with strange light filled the surrounding space with sharp sights of fast wandering and fierce confrontation.

Prajna moved the tip of the knife and provoked slightly.

Qing Deng ignored it and his body did not move at all.

The opportunity to turn from stillness to movement came very suddenly.

In an instant, the two swords both burst into amazing movement!

Prajna rushed forward first, and her body rushed straight towards Qingdeng like a cannonball.

Qingdeng's sword immediately rose up at lightning speed and hit Prajna's right wrist.

Prajna's move was fake, and the trick was real.

He pretended to swing the sword to chop, but in fact it was just to expose Qingdeng's flaw.

In a flash, he used exquisite skills to retract his wrists and blade, so that Qingdeng's slash was empty.

The next moment, he handed the sword forward, the blade rang, and Chang Zeng Mihu Che drew a tricky arc in the air and hit Qingdeng's chest directly.

If it was just now, Qingdeng might not be able to resist this attack.

But now--

Dang! ! !

Qingdeng quickly pulled the sword back to his hand, steadied it, and easily blocked the opponent's slash.

The two men's swords were against each other, competing with each other.

You exert some force, I push back some force.

Because the strength is equal, the two formed a balance, and neither could do anything to the other.

But if you look closely, you can see that they both cracked the ground under their feet, and their hind feet stepped out a long groove like a shovel.

It is not difficult to imagine how much force they exerted!

In an instant, Qingdeng suddenly unloaded the force horizontally, trying to use his specialty of "suddenly withdrawing force to make people lose balance".

But who knew that Prajna noticed his intention first and unloaded the force in the same direction.

In this way, the two kept the posture of holding the swords together and ran out to the east together.

In a moment, they left the open space and broke into a dense forest.

Looking around, the dense tree trunks cut the horizon.

Prajna seized the opportunity, pushed Qingdeng's knife away, and then made a sharp stab.

Qing Deng twisted and dodged, and Chang Zeng Mihutetsu pierced the tree behind him with great force, with the tip of the knife sticking out, as easy as piercing paper.

The next breath, Prajna shouted fiercely, exerted force horizontally - a muffled sound was heard, and he directly cut off the tree! Then he pulled the knife back to his hand, leaving no flaws.

The tree fell, and the branches and leaves flew.

At this time, it was Qing Deng's turn to take the initiative.

He stepped back a little, and then rushed towards the opponent like an arrow from a bow, and a fierce attack was launched immediately.

Prajna stretched out his arms and did not give in.

Sometimes defending, sometimes dodging, changing his steps, cleverly dissolving the opponent's attack into nothingness.

Sometimes slashing, sometimes stabbing, the surrounding environment has been completely changed like a typhoon passing through!

The ground was trampled with potholes.

Countless trees were chopped into pieces, including some ancient trees that could only be hugged by multiple adults.

Screaming angrily, the swords clashed with each other.

People who don't know it would probably think that there are two monsters wreaking havoc here!

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Qingdeng had never experienced this feeling before.

The body is exceptionally light, with almost no fatigue or pain, and the limbs are full of explosive power.

His concentration was terrifying. There were obviously countless thoughts in his mind, and there were obviously a lot of emotions surging in his chest, but he just felt calm inside and nothing could affect him.

This kind of concentration is far beyond what the talent "Gathering God" can match!

——Is this the "state of no-self"...!

Although it is very different from the "invincible state" of seeing through the world that I accidentally came into contact with yesterday, it is still extremely powerful!

Only after personal experience did Qingden finally understand why the "state of selflessness" is the lifelong pursuit of many warriors.

As his heart surged, Qingdeng became more and more courageous as he fought, and his sword energy surged!

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Until this moment, Boss Kiryu still had a clearly visible look of surprise on his face.

Looking at Qingden who was fighting with Prajna inextricably, he somehow suddenly recalled the scenes when he was chatting with his old friends a long time ago——

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"Kuroro, what does it feel like to 'accept a disciple'?"

Boss Kiryu looked at Kinoshita Rin with a strange expression.

"Huh? Master, why do you ask this suddenly?"

"It's nothing, it's just a whim. I have never had an apprentice, so I am suddenly curious, what is it like to have an apprentice?"

As soon as Kinoshita Rin finished speaking, Makimura Yahachi on the side chuckled a few times:

"Although I have never had an apprentice, I must be very happy to see my beloved apprentice become successful day by day."

Boss Kiryu heard this and nodded gently:

"Indeed. It is indeed very gratifying to see your beloved disciple become successful."

Having said this, he paused and put on a calm smile:

"However, for me, the most gratifying thing in the process of cultivating disciples...or the happiest thing is not when the disciples' growth becomes more and more in line with my expectations."

"It's when the disciple grows beyond my imagination."

"It's a pity that so far, Keji has not met my standards."

"Perhaps one day in the future, Keji...or one of my new disciples can bring me this kind of happiness."

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clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!

The combat power of the two has become indistinguishable because they have also entered the "state of selflessness".

The sound of steel knives clashing one after another and the attack showing no sign of slowing down made one wonder whether the two of them would fight forever.

At this moment, as if they had agreed in advance, the heels of the two of them both raised light dust, as if they had been scalded by boiling water, and they retreated at the same time, leaving a distance of nearly twenty meters.

The reason for the sudden stop was not that the two were unable to fight anymore.

None of them lacked physical strength, and they all had the confidence and ability to fight for another 300 rounds.

It's just...the knives in their hands can't hold on any longer.

The offensive like a storm caused serious damage to the swords of both sides.

Whether it is Qingden's Vairochana or Prajna's Choso Mihu Tetsu, they are all scarred.

The edge is covered with large and small gaps, as straight as a saw.

Looking back on the past, Qingden often used Vairocana to chop hard objects such as bones, stones, steel, and even tried to chop boats.

But no matter how hard it was, Vairocana was always as good as new, without even a crack.

To be able to injure a great sword of this level like this... One can only imagine how terrifying the duel between Qingden and Prajna was!

This also proves that the genuine Nagaso Ni Kotetsu really lives up to the reputation of "the twelve greatest products of great industry".

Qingden and Prajna are both experienced top swordsmen.

Just by the feel of the knife when swinging it, you can intuitively feel the condition of the knife in your palm.

Therefore, they all have the same judgment at this time: the blade in their hands has reached its limit! A few more rounds and it will be over!

If the sword is gone, they can only decide the outcome with their fists like primitive people.

"...Ju Qingden, it's time for a showdown!"

After Prajna screamed like this, he slowly lowered his waist, flipped his right wrist, held the handle of the knife upside down, and slowly put the knife back into its sheath with a "choking, licking, licking, licking" sound.

"This is my strongest move... and also the last move my master taught me!"

"The secret of Feiyan Zanshin-ryu is also the secret of Batojutsu flow-Setsuna!"

"I will use my remaining strength and will!"

"If you have the guts, take my move!"

The sword was not unsheathed, but the aura he had when he was charging up had already made Qingden's face sink.

Taking advantage of the fact that the sword is not broken yet and still has some remaining strength, one move can determine the outcome - Qingdeng had exactly this intention!

He did not respond vocally, only responded silently with actions——

With a "click" sound, Qingdeng pulled his left foot back, allowing his body to sink naturally. Then he flipped his right wrist, changed his grip to a supinated grip, and then slowly sheathed the knife.

The movements of the two are almost identical, like two sides of a mirror.

Seeing Qingdeng's actions, Prajna grinned, revealing a twisted and excited grin.

"Very good! Just what I want!"

"Since we are brothers in the same discipline, let us use the same tricks to decide the outcome!"

The more Prajna continued to speak, the more terrifying his expression became, and the more passionate and excited his tone became...or in other words, crazy.

The lines on his face were extremely distorted, not resembling a human form, but more like the ghost tattooed on his back.

"The one who wins in the end must be me!!"

"I will definitely defeat you! Prove to the master that I am the best successor to the master!!"

The moment he finished speaking, the storm-like sword energy centered on him, like a natural tree emerging from the ground, rising into the sky!

Instant...the ultimate secret of Liuguang.

Squeeze all the energy in the body and rush towards the opponent at the fastest speed, integrating all the muscle strength, own body weight and the potential energy of the charge to maximize the power of the slash.

The key to this move is whether you can maintain the stability of your sword-drawing posture while running at full speed, and whether you can draw the sword at the best moment in a fleeting moment.

It's a pity... Qingdeng has not been able to fully master this move until now.

According to Kiryu's boss, Prajna was completely proficient in Liuguang and learned the secrets long before he betrayed his master.

Although Aoden has not witnessed Hannya's accomplishments in sword-drawing skills with his own eyes, judging from his impressive record of "defeating Souji" and "making Kiryu's boss break his sword", his sword-drawing skills have definitely reached a state of perfection!

What's more, when he subdued Souji and Boss Kiryu, he didn't use "Setsuna", just an ordinary "Liu Guang".

In this way, it is really difficult to imagine how powerful the "moment" he activated in the "selfless realm" would be...

Whether he could block Prajna's attack and defeat the enemy... To be honest, Qingdeng was not sure.

——Only "Setsuna" can fight against "Setsuna"!

At this thought, Qingdeng lowered his eyelids, showed a stern look on his face, and his sword energy erupted.

You know without trying that "Streaming Light" is absolutely unable to compete with its profound meaning.

Although he had never successfully used "Snap" before, at this point, he had no choice but to fight to the death.

Just when Qingdeng made up his mind and secretly gathered strength... Suddenly, he felt a warm breath coming from behind him.

"Ji Jun, calm down."

"Boss Kiryu...?"

Qingden subconsciously tilted his head and looked at Boss Kiryu behind him.

Boss Kiryu was seen supporting his weak body and standing directly behind Qingden. Two large and generous hands came out from both sides of Qingden's body. His left hand was resting on Vairocana's sheath, and his right hand was covering Qingden's body. Go to the back of the right hand that is holding the knife.

"Don't relax, your opponent hasn't fallen yet, go see your opponent."

Upon hearing this, Qingden immediately withdrew his gaze and looked at Prajna opposite him again.

The two masters and disciples just stood in a front-to-back position with "back to chest", assuming the same Iai posture, and looked directly at Hannya who had turned into a demon.

"Jijun, you don't have to worry too much."

“Winning or losing, success or failure, all are forgotten.”

"Just follow your own heart and swing the sword according to your own ideas."

Having said this, Boss Kiryu smiled peacefully.

"Let this evil ghost who can only look at himself see how powerful our master and apprentice can be when we join forces."

"Don't worry, I will always be behind you."

After Qingdeng listened, a peaceful expression slowly appeared on his cheeks, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

I saw him slowly closing his eyes... When he opened them again, his eyes seemed to have been cleansed, like the clear sky after the rain.

The subtle changes in Qingdeng's body were clearly reflected in Prajna's eyes.

Until just now, the guy in front of him had always exuded an aura of anxiety, giving people a sense of unrest, but it all dissipated after this moment.

Qingdeng felt as if he was standing in a quiet space with no breeze and nothing.

This feeling... I haven't seen it for a long time.

During the duel with Rakshasa, he once had such a state, where his spirit and body completely turned into a clear and transparent void.

Apart from the knife in his palm, nothing else can be felt.

Looking at Boss Aoto and Kiryu standing in front of and behind each other, holding the same sword in the same Iai posture, Hannya fell into a brief daze.

His vision suddenly felt blurry... He saw Boss Kiryu changing his appearance.

The white hair on his head gradually turned black and turned into shiny black hair in the blink of an eye.

The wrinkles that once covered the skin disappeared.

His figure is no longer skinny, and his brows are full of majestic heroic spirit.

The old man disappeared...standing there was a young swordsman in his prime!

Prajna, whose expression was dominated by strong shock, couldn't help but whisper the name that had once intimidated our enemies and ourselves:

"Liuguang...Hachiman...!"

At this moment, the knife at Qingdeng's waist emitted a hint of cold light.

At the same moment, Qingdeng's eyes were like the morning star at night, emitting dazzling light!

Boss Kiryu seemed to feel something, and gently let go of the knife held by Aoto.

"Tangerine-kun, come on."

he said softly.

The next moment... Qingden was standing in front of Prajna, posing as if he was wielding a sword.

Behind him was a series of footprints and light dust kicked up by the kick.

A line of blood emerged on Prajna's chest, deepened rapidly, and finally burst open like a shell, dripping with blood.

In the rain of blood, Qingdeng murmured word by word:

"Mysterious meaning... Setsuna!"

Although it was only for a moment, Prajna did see - the secret of the flowing light "Snap", and the boundless Hachiman!

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Master and disciple slashing each other… You can think of the “father and son Kamehameha” in Dragon Ball. I created this whole volume just to write this scene.