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"Ju Qingden, you look much more normal today than yesterday."

"Yesterday you were like a bloodthirsty, hungry beast. It once made me wonder if this was really the Tachibana Aoden I know?"

Faced with Takasugi Shinsaku's ridicule, Ayoto retorted without showing any weakness:

"Takasugi Shinsaku, you look much weaker today than yesterday."

"It's really hard for you to force yourself to go to the front line even though you're covered in wounds."

Takasugi Shinsaku smiled calmly:

"There are some battles you can't escape - I'm sure you can relate to that."

After that, he took out the red pills he had prepared early in the morning.

Qingdeng saw this and said calmly:

"It seems that you are already prepared to die."

Last night, Kageyama Katsura, who was captured by the Shinsengumi, told Ayoto and others clearly: "Decisive Battle of Yodo" will cause great harm to the human body! If you take it continuously in a short period of time, you may die suddenly!

Based on the opponent's various performances yesterday, Qingteng was certain that Takasugi Shinsaku had taken the "Decisive Battle of Yodo" yesterday, and then he had the ability to fight him.

"Oh? Judging from your tone, you seem to already know what this thing in my hand is."

Although Takasugi Shinsaku put on a surprised expression, there was no hint of surprise in his tone.

"Sima Qian once said: 'Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai, or it may be lighter than a feather.'"

"We are warriors who 'live by the sword and die by the sword', and death is always with us."

"You have to die sooner or later anyway, so why not die more heroically and meaningfully?"

Having said this, Takasugi Shinsaku suddenly bowed his head and raised his left hand to cover his mouth and nose.

"Cough! Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough cough cough!!"

Along with a violent cough, drops of bright red blood trickled down his fingers.

Qingdeng has rich experience in the aspect of "injury".

He immediately saw that this was not coughing up blood caused by internal injuries.

Strangely enough, even though he was in the center of the battlefield, with the enemy's general in front of him, Qingdeng didn't feel any nervousness at all. Instead, he asked aloud:

"Are you seriously ill?"

Takasugi Shinsaku wiped the blood from his mouth and chuckled a few times:

"Haha...you saw it."

"It's a 'blood cough'. A red terminal disease that cannot be cured by medicine or stone."

"Only when death is approaching, people will truly understand what they want - I am ashamed to say that it was not until I suffered from a 'blood cough' that I realized this truth belatedly."

"God has treated me well."

"Not only has such a magnificent decisive battle site been set up for me."

He said, kicking the snow at his feet.

"And he has prepared the best opponent for me!"

He raised his gaze and cast a fiery glance at Qingden.

"At this moment, my heart is filled with gratitude!"

The moment he finished speaking, he put the "Decisive Lake" in his hand into his mouth without hesitation.

Seeing Shinsaku Takasugi exuding astonishing aura, Aomori didn't say anything more.

He clamped the blade of Ding Guishen's sword with the crook of his left arm, wiped off the remaining blood on the blade, and then raised his chin to the right.

Takasugi Shinsaku nodded understandingly.

Then, as if they had agreed in advance, they both walked towards the open space not far away.

After heavy snowfall, this open space has been dyed with dazzling white.

As they moved, they always faced each other and stared at each other.

Their feet dragged two long marks on the white snow.

After a while, after arriving at the two sides of the center of the open space, they all stopped and steadied themselves.

Qingdeng spread his legs, raised the tip of his sword to fix ghosts and gods, and picked up the clouds.

"Naturally Rishin flow"

"Tachibana Aoden!"

Takasugi Shinsaku raised Muramasa high and assumed a eight-pair stance.

"Shinto Wu Nian Ryu"

"Takasugi Shinsaku!"

After loudly announcing the next breath of their home, two handfuls of snow splashed out - they kicked the ground hard and rushed towards each other like cannonballs!

clang! !

The blades of the knives meet, and the knives and tangs offset each other.

Terrifying slashes and terrifying collisions, like two giant beasts!

Qingdeng put the knife back unexpectedly, and the door in his body opened wide.

Takasugi Shinsaku could tell at a glance that Aoto was deliberately showing off his flaws.

However, he still chose to take advantage of the situation and slashed Qingdeng's Tianling Gai with his sword.

This strike was as fast as thunder and as heavy as a mountain, but Aomori was prepared for it. He calmly raised the Dingkishin above his head and deflected Takasugi Shinsaku's slash.

Immediately afterwards, he slid forward like a loach, and the knife in his hand slashed diagonally towards Takasugi Shinsaku's waist and abdomen.

Just like a "scene replay", a similar scene happened again, but this time, the roles of both parties were reversed.

The attacker becomes Aoto and the defender becomes Shinsaku Takasugi.

Although he was reluctant, Takasugi Shinsaku pulled the knife back to his hand in time, and with a "clang" sound, he blocked Aoden's slashing attack. Then, with the help of the reaction force of the slashing, he jumped back to widen the distance.

Qingteng immediately handed out the second knife, but the speed was half a minute slower, and the tip of the knife was a little farther away. It only grazed Takasugi Shinsaku's sleeve, and the small half of the sleeve hung down boringly.

In fact, Qingdeng's current state is far from good.

Yesterday's state of "integration with the world" seemed to cause great consumption to the body.

Even after a whole night's rest and the blessings of a series of talents such as "Sleeping God", "Strengthening Essence +4", "Yuan Yang +6" and so on, the body could not fully recover.

The muscles are a little stiff and the body is a little bulky... According to Qingdeng's own estimation, he now only has 70% of the power he had in his prime.

On the other hand, Takasugi Shinsaku...

"Decisive Lake" made all the pain in his body disappear, and even the annoying cough stopped.

On this basis, his strong determination to "die here today" greatly strengthened his strength!

As we all know, martial arts is very particular about momentum.

No matter which school or sect you belong to, any school that focuses on actual combat will list "aura" as the most important combat quality.

Physical fitness, skills, etc., are secondary.

The awareness of "seeing death as home" brought Shinsaku Takasugi's combat power to an extreme beyond imagination!

If not, he wouldn't be able to exert such combat power at all!

In a matter of seconds, the two people who had just been separated collided with each other again.

Qingdeng launched a surprise attack and rushed forward instantly.

Almost at the same time, Takasugi Shinsaku jumped up.

If there is a third person present, the two figures can be seen merging into one at the speed of teleportation.

Aomori's sword struck Takasugi Shinsaku's waist and abdomen.

Takasugi Shinsaku's knife stabbed Aomori's chest.

Both of them delivered fatal blows, and both used clever techniques to avoid danger.

The momentum of their sprint was extremely fierce. After passing each other, they ran forward a few steps without losing any momentum.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them stepped on their heels in no particular order, turned around and attacked again. Immediately, the clangs of "dang", "dang" and "dang" were heard as the steel knives collided.

Suddenly, a soft "hissing" sound was heard - Takasugi Shinsaku took a deep breath to gather strength.

In the next breath, powerful strength and superb skills bounced from his arms, and he swung dozens of knives in one breath, striking Qingdeng's vital points with precision.

Qingdeng dexterously changed his steps, moved left and right without panic, and skillfully neutralized the opponent's attack.

There is a gap in every hundred meters - after launching such a violent series of slashes, Takasugi Shinsaku's muscles inevitably became tired and his movements slowed down.

Seizing this opportunity, Aomori kicked off his hind legs, moved forward like a whirlwind, swung his sword from bottom to top, and used the back of the sword to knock open Takasugi Shinsaku's sword.

The next moment the tip of the knife pointed at the sky, he slashed down with all his strength, and a silver line fell like a meteor, straight towards Takasugi Shinsaku's chest.

Takasugi Shinsaku leaned back quickly, but his movements were still half a minute too slow.

The tip of Ding Guishen's knife swept across his chest, blood lines appeared, and then burst like a shell.

Being injured by a knife... This is a pain that cannot be ignored for anyone.

But for Takasugi Shinsaku, the pain is not only not scary, but also helps him!

Don't forget, Aoto's talent "Berserker" was copied from Takasugi Shinsaku!

[Note to Berserker: The tolerance to pain and blood loss is greatly improved. The more pain you feel, the more you can unleash the power hidden in your body. However, when the damage sustained exceeds the physiological limit of the body, this effect is invalid. 】

The constant pain coming from his chest and the drops of blood flowing down the wound did not make Takasugi Shinsaku timid, but instead aroused his bloodiness.

He gave a short cry and thrust the knife forward.

Qingden twisted slightly to avoid his attack.

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He rushed forward, turned around, and approached Qingdeng again, and immediately launched a fierce attack.

Pasha, pasha, pasha... handfuls after handfuls of snow were kicked and trampled by the two men, sending clouds of snow mist flying upwards.

In the snow and fog that was rising violently, the two of them ran quickly, passing each other repeatedly, waving the knife in their hands, and shouting briefly.

The cold light flashes, and the gold and iron clang.

Compared to just now, Takasugi Shinsaku's slashes were a little faster and his movements were much more agile.

With a good knife in hand, the battle situation is indeed very different.

The knife in Qingdeng's hand was no longer the same as yesterday, it was cut off quickly.

But... instead, both of their knives were wearing out rapidly!

Whether it is the Sadukishin in Aoto's palm or the Muramasa in Takasugi Shinsaku's palm, they are changing into a saw-like shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There are large and small gaps all over the blade... Every time the two knives collide, elven-like dazzling sparks and tiny blade fragments will burst out.

After countless rounds of confrontation, Takasugi Shinsaku suddenly sank to his waist, then bounced up like a ball! He slashed Qingdeng's face with his sword.

Qingdeng raised the Dingguishen in his hand without hesitation and took the blow forcefully.

With a clang, the two steel knives made a loud noise in mid-air.

Suddenly, the two cooperated tacitly again.

As if being bounced away, both parties retreated in unison, their four feet dragging four long marks on the snow.

Qingdeng: "Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh..."

Takasugi Shinsaku "Whoosh...! Whoosh...! Whoosh...!"

Boiling heat spurted out from their bodies, and the translucent steam was faintly visible against the windy and snowy sky.

The snowflakes falling on their heads and shoulders melted into snow water in the blink of an eye, mixing with sweat and flowing down.

If the duel is allowed to continue, both sides can fight for many more rounds.

It's just that... their bodies can still hold on, but the knives in their hands can't!

Both Dingguishen and Muramasa are now in a state of "on the verge of being broken."

The blade is full of gaps, so it’s not surprising that it breaks whenever it happens!

Since the sword in his hand was about to fail, they could not continue to fight.

So, Qing Deng and Gao Shanjinsaku made the same decision: one move to decide the outcome!

Gao Shanjinsaku slowly raised the Muramasa in his hand, and raised the sword to the upper part.

He practiced the Shinto Munen-ryu, and was best at heavy slashing from top to bottom!

At the same time, Qing Deng also took a stance.

The most powerful sword skill Qing Deng learned was naturally that move-

He adjusted his breath, turned his right wrist, danced a chic sword flower, changed his grip from the right to the reverse grip, and slowly put the sword away with a "clang clang clang", then lowered his waist, stepped firmly, held the mouth of the sheath with his left hand, and lightly placed his right hand on the handle of the sword.

Instantly, a tense atmosphere filled the air between them!

The fierce and sharp aura wandered in the air.

Against the backdrop of this atmosphere, the flow of time seemed to speed up.

The confrontation between the two seemed to last for one or two hours... In fact, only three or four seconds had passed!

Ka-- Suddenly, a crow flapped its wings and flew high from the bushes not far away! It flew over the heads of the two people with a cry.

At the moment when the bird's cry startled, the static scene became dynamic!

Pasha!

Pasha!

Two footsteps that kicked the snow were heard at the same time!

Although there was no signal gun, Qing Deng and Gao Shanjinsaku made the same action at the same time-rushing towards each other!

Qing Deng's body was pressed very low, and his entire upper body seemed to be sticking to the ground.

Gao Shanjinsaku shouted and strode forward, using the power of kicking the ground and the potential energy of the charge to accumulate all the strength of his body into the Muramasa in his hand!

Just before their bodies were about to collide with each other, two silver snakes flew out and hit each other heavily in the air!

The confrontation happened in an instant.

The birth of the ending also happened in an instant.

A bluish-white flame suddenly burst out in the air, and then there was a sharp sound of metal breaking.

Dingguishen and Muramasa - the two swords broke apart with the collision as the center.

The two broken blades flew into the air and fell to the side in a parabola.

Qing Deng and Takasugi Shinsaku crossed their sleeves under the action of inertia, and passed each other.

As soon as they passed each other, they immediately stepped firmly on their heels as soon as they took a step! Then they turned around like lightning!

Neither of them shouted... They just silently used the centrifugal force of the rotation to fiercely push the broken blades in their hands into each other's bodies!

Puff!

The sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh...

Snap, snap... The two broken blades that were chopped off fell back to the ground at this time.

Qing Deng and Takasugi Shinsaku were close together, their upper bodies were pressed against each other, and they could hang their chins on each other's shoulders by slightly lowering their heads.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick... a little bit of blood flowed down from between them.

First it was a few drops of blood, and soon it turned into a gurgling blood stream.

Qing Deng maintained his stabbing posture.

And Takasugi Shinsaku...

"..."

He groaned silently, his body softened, and the whole person hung on Qing Deng's body.

Looking closely, I saw that the half-broken blade in Qing Deng's hand stabbed into Takasugi Shinsaku's belly, all the way to the blade guard.

On the other hand, Takasugi Shinsaku... the half-broken blade in his hand was about half an inch away from Qing Deng's waist and abdomen.

This small half-inch distance symbolizes the obvious difference in strength.

A slight difference leads to a huge loss - this is the way of martial arts.

People who are often stabbed with knives know that after the sharp blade enters the body, the body will have an extremely strong stress response! The strength of the whole body will disappear instantly, let alone fighting back, even shouting can't be done.

Even Takasugi Shinsaku, who possessed the gift of "Berserker", could not resist the damage caused by "being stabbed in the belly".

Crack... Qing Deng turned the broken blade in his hand, separated the muscles that clamped the blade, and then suddenly pulled the broken blade back to his hand.

Crash! Instantly, blood gushed out of his wound like a spring.

After shaking a few times, Takasugi Shinsaku fell heavily to the ground.

However, he quickly adjusted his posture, changing from kneeling in a mess to sitting upright in a serious manner, with his hands naturally placed on his legs, his head held high, and his pale face without any expression.

There was no sadness or regret, only calmness.

"Tachibana Qing Deng... do it...!"

He said.

Qing Deng said nothing, quietly moved to his right side, raised his knife in the eight-pair configuration, and then chopped it down diagonally! Hitting Takasugi Shinsaku's back neck.

The blade flashed, and the head, which was only connected by a trace of flesh and blood, slid down and fell into his arms.

Holding the head... the most technically demanding beheading, and also the highest level of beheading.

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PS: Poor Takasugi Shinsaku, poor Ding Guishen, they did not live to 2025.