The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

Chiba Sanako lowered her head and walked silently. She walked very slowly, and every step was moved. As she walked, there was a blue welt on her calf hidden under the long skirt.

Injuries are unavoidable in sparring with wooden knives, even if there is any accident, it is normal, and this is not the first time she has been injured.

But...she was clutching her wrist, it was very painful, maybe she would have cried in pain before, but now she really wants to cry, but she is no longer a child in the past, and she can't cry so easily, even if she still loses.

She was not convinced, since she lost to Souji Okita for the first time, she worked hard to practice Beichen's one-sword style knife technique, and even learned the secrets, and was recognized by the strict teacher...but she still couldn't win this girl.

"What am I missing..." She leaned on the wall and walked step by step, feeling very depressed.

At this time, there was a voice in the darkness, and her keen five senses made her instantly aware of who was following behind her. She held the small Karasuma sword with her left hand, and slowly pulled out half of it: "Who is it?"

In the dim light, a figure with disheveled hair appeared, and he stared at Chiba Sanako: "It's you... It's not in vain that I've been squatting for so long, you stinky bitch, you let me meet you!" .”

Qianye recognized him from his clothes: "You are, the rascal during the day..."

Holding the knife, she watched the other party take a few steps closer, and soon smelled a strong smell of blood. A large area of ​​the other party's skirt was dyed bright red, and even the corner of his mouth seemed to be dripping with blood.

"It's Lao Tzu." The disheveled figure seemed to be chewing something, slurring his words, he spat out something, bounced along the ground several times and landed at Chiba's feet.

She looked down, her pupils constricted, she hurriedly covered her lips and took a few steps back. It was a human finger bone with half of the flesh remaining.

"Are you eating people?" Chiba Sanako felt a chill run down his spine.

"What's so strange about cannibalism? I'm a ghost now. Isn't it justified for ghosts to eat people?" He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs. Out of blue gray: "These two bastards left Lao Tzu and ran away together, and made Lao Tzu's supper at night."

"Man-eating ghost..." Chiba Sanazi heard it from his uncle and father, but every time he asked about it, he would be evaded: "It actually exists...but you are still a human being during the day."

"My eggs have been kicked into pieces. What's the difference between being dead? The lord looked at me pitifully and gave me a drop of blood. This drop of blood made me reborn." The ogre licked his lips, staring at me. Looking at Chiba: "Although I ate for two people, I still can't get enough. I'm still very hungry... You look delicious too... So beautiful, the meat must be sweet."

Chiba Sanako pulled out Karasuma, she knew that there was nothing to say, this person was already an ogre, she had to choose to run away, or to fight to the death, there was no other choice.

Her foot was injured and her wrist was unable to use force. She was in a very poor state and could hardly escape, so she had to draw her sword and counterattack.

"That knife looks terrible, but..." the ogre grinned, "You can't run away anymore!"

It pressed its hands on the ground and galloped like a wild beast. This movement looked very powerful, but it was actually a completely layman's movement. It seemed that this kind of hooligan only knew how to fight, and didn't know how to deal with opponents holding weapons correctly.

……still have a chance.

Chiba's left hand held Karasuma backhand, and his eyes fixed on the position between the ogre's eyebrows.

But before seeing the evil ghost kill, the girl jumped up with one foot, twirled in the air and turned over, and passed over the head of the ogre, Karasuma backhanded the knife, and with only one knife, it pierced the back of the evil ghost's head, and the weapon directly penetrated the brain , burst from the mouth.

Beichen One Sword Style · Bird Crossing.

The essence of Beichen's Yidao style is that the master swordsman is instantaneous, and his heart and energy are consistent.

Heart means looking at the enemy with a wide field of vision; Qi means quickly concentrating on one point; force means attacking that point with force or fiercely.

The founder, Chiba Shusaku, traveled around the world and practiced martial arts. Every time he competed with someone and hit forward, he always tried his best to stab the point two or three feet behind the opponent's body as a bullseye.It is said that this is the truth of swordsmanship that he has realized through experience, and only by injecting such a degree of momentum and strength can he stab the original target.

Beichen's one-sword style is not only one sword, but one sword to defeat the enemy, so it requires super-high swordsmanship skills and precise attack on weak points. For samurai, one sword is often enough to determine the outcome. It is easy to learn and practical.

After landing on the ground, Qianye's feet were unstable, and her physical strength was empty. One foot hit the ground one after another, and she staggered forward, jumping a few times in a row before she managed to stabilize herself and not fall down.

She touched her calf, but it was still very painful.

"You're unlucky, it's the first time I've killed someone..." Qianye didn't look back, and it was reasonable to think that the ghost was dead. After all, the back of the head was shot through, so what creature wouldn't die?

When she just turned around, one hand was already strangling her neck, her body was floating in the air, and a strong sense of suffocation came.

She couldn't believe it, it was clear that the knife was still stuck in the head, but the opponent could ignore the shackles of the biological structure, even with half of the head missing, he could still move his limbs.

"I've said it all, you can't kill me. Ghosts don't have the weakness of humans. They are perfect creatures." The ogre grabbed the girl by the neck and lifted her up with one hand: "Usually a swordsman like you can kill me dozens of times." Hundreds of times, but it's a pity that you are going to be my dish today... If it weren't for me, I don't have balls anymore, I have to 'eat' you first and then eat."

With five fingers, he tried to pinch her neck.

After becoming a ghost, he no longer has human emotions and perceptions, and his mutation speed is comparable to that of Dior, who is not lazy.

... Am I going to die here...

Chiba's consciousness began to gradually blur.

Just before she was about to fall into a coma, a voice leaped out from the darkness, kicked the evil spirit's head, twisted his head and turned it around two and a half times, and at the same time drew out the small sword, and chopped it off at the arm.

Blood was scattered, her arms fell, Qianye took a deep breath, leaving a bluish-purple five-finger mark on her fair neck, she coughed several times, and then looked at the petite figure standing in front of her.

"You, why are you here..." Her voice was a little hoarse: "Shoji Okita."

"Your hands and feet are injured, and I'm worried about your safety." Director Okita turned around and smiled shyly: "I didn't know what to do. The master also said that Edo is not peaceful, so let me send you off. That's how it came up."

Chiba Sanako was in a very complicated mood at this time, not only was defeated by this little girl, but also saved her life, she was not happy, but rather disappointed, is she so useless?

Director Okita didn't pay attention to the change of Chiba's mood, he stared at the ghost whose head was twisting and repairing: "This is a ghost, it's the first time I've seen it, it won't die like this, it's really scary."

She said it was scary, but the cherry-haired girl was really excited, as if the depression deep in her heart had been released, she was very happy, and she didn't know if it was the excitement when she touched a real knife for the first time, or because it was the first time to cut a knife. Excited to kill, looking at the other party's dripping blood, and the smell of steel, her whole temperament is sublimated and qualitatively changed.

"Natural mental flow, Souji Okita! Please advise!"

The girl breathed lightly, she did not resist the desire in her heart, but obeyed this desire, drew her sword and slashed at the evil spirit.

She is not used to wielding a Kodachi, perhaps because of her petite stature, the sword speed is three points faster. This relatively narrow terrain and weapons of suitable length, coupled with her short stature, is the most suitable place for battle.

The fuchsia long dress fluttered and fluctuated with her movements, just like Montat in the hands of a matador. The passionate and heroic dance slowly unfolded in front of her eyes, fierce, wild, brutal...but full of a little bit of delicacy.

Clearly full of bloody killings, it is gorgeous and pleasing to the eye.

Qianye didn't understand why this girl was not afraid, but was actually enjoying the atmosphere of fighting ghosts with swords and swords. She was indeed smiling, letting the blood splatter, and the blade chopped off the evil ghosts piece by piece like a meat grinder The screams continued, but her knife did not stop.