The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

She didn't want him to come... it came from kindness.

She wanted him to come too... It was a survival instinct.

She knew that she shouldn't think about relying on Su Bai, but she couldn't stop thinking about it.

This kind of contradictory psychology further shook Chiba Sanako's heart, causing her mental pressure to increase unabated. She was always in silence, and she could only grit her teeth silently when she caught a glimpse of the evil spirit's ridicule. bear the weight.

At this moment, she could no longer maintain the calmness she had before, nor could she continue to meditate. Even if she folded her hands and offered prayers to the gods and Buddhas, she didn't know what to pray...whether she hoped for Su Bai to come, or begged him not to come. Come?Can she rely on this benefactor who once saved her life, and expect him to care a little bit?

If the other party really came, should she hug him with tears of joy, or would she feel deeply guilty because of the selfishness under the joy?

But what if he doesn't come... Even if he knows that he might be in danger, what if he doesn't come?

Chiba Sanako bit her lip, her emotions depressed for a while, her chest felt tight, she couldn't think of an answer.

An answer she couldn't think of.

In the eyes of another person, it is only a momentary hesitation.

Su Bai walked around, centered on the pitch-black crow, with his palm resting on the handle of the knife.

He walked, and Heishi Mou also started to walk.

One is calm and calm, and the other is slow and leisurely.

The aura of confrontation that was interrupted just now has been rebuilt, and it is more violent, more dangerous, and sharper than the last time.

One person and one ghost circled the black crow, drawing a perfect arc, just like the challenger and the defending champion around the arena in a western knight duel, but there is no audience here, and each other only has this opponent in their eyes.

Hei Si Mou spoke softly. This indifferent swordsman was a bit talkative, and there was a touch of humanity in his words that was not there in the past.

"Before I draw the knife, I want to apologize to you."

"Oh?" Su Bai didn't stop walking: "Don't you think it's too hypocritical to say these things now?"

"It's very hypocritical. It is clear that I am the one who is looking forward to this battle the most, but I use various methods to interfere with this duel and interfere with your mind. I even hope that you can deal with all trivial matters before showing up again. In front of my eyes." Hei Si Mou's voice was misty, somewhat unreal: "But, but... since you came here, it is impossible for me to let you go."

Blood-red flames were almost burning in the six eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Even though I know that your mind has been disturbed, your sword is hard to draw, and your fatigue is obvious, I still can't restrain my excitement... From the moment I saw you three hundred years ago, I have been thinking... I must have a hearty fight with you."

"But I was too weak in the past, and you were too strong in the past, but now is the most suitable time..."

He bent the corners of his lips, and slowly opened his posture. At this time, the distance between the two sides was drawn to a very close and very dangerous distance. Its eyes were full of eagerness, and it couldn't wait.

I just want to draw my sword and cut it down, and try whose sword is sharper, who... is stronger!

It doesn't matter what Ghost Dance Tsuji is scheming!

Twelve ghost moons, one of the top strings is temporarily abandoned!

It's not because of any feelings of hatred and sorrow, nor is it because of the special standpoint of some human evil spirit, nor is it because of some deep and simple calculations, but just standing here as a swordsman, to use the sword in his hand to distinguish between the superior and the inferior!

After nearly three hundred years, he was able to regain this feeling.

Really... look at it this way...

"It seems that I am the challenger."

Hei Si Mou felt that he had really changed a bit. For this duel, he picked up the things he had abandoned for a long time, and even began to think about the time to draw his sword. He used to be like a vulture, but now he is like a falcon... Noble, because while respecting the opponent, he is also respecting his own sword.

Suddenly, he stood abruptly, his body tensed up like a bowstring.

"Come on!" Hei Simou shouted in a low voice, "Draw out the sword!"

"Draw the knife..."

What responded to him was an almost silent sound.

Eyeing, breathing, mouthing, drawing the knife, chopping down, vibrating blood, receiving the knife... all done in one go.

Knife-drawing technique · Silent Juhe ultimate intention!

The advantage of Juhe sword technique is that it is fast, as fast as lightning, and it is impossible to defend against. In theory, it is a kind of assassination sword technique, and it pays attention to preemptive strikes.

However, in a one-on-one duel, Hei Si Mou had prepared [-] points in advance. No matter how Su Bai used his sword, the first blow must be the sword drawing technique. Therefore, as long as he stared at Su Bai's wrist, he could Judging the opponent's attack route in advance... Except for the original two eyes, the other four eyes are not for display. He can see the operation of every muscle of Su Bai, and naturally he can predict his sword drawing in advance. trajectory of surgery.

Just like that, Juhe Jiyi was dodged by Heishimou, and the two rubbed shoulders.

Just when Heishi Mouzheng was about to draw his sword to fight back, he took a sideways glance and noticed that Juhe drawing his sword this time was different from the previous one... It only had one more movement, but... it made the original only one sword The offensive turned to the second blow.

Su Bai put his hand on the handle of the saber, just because he drew the saber in advance, so he can use the second time to draw the saber.

"Jihe Jiyi·Erlian!"

The reincarnated man swung his saber out of its sheath, with a gleam of cold light, cutting into the wind, the speed of the saber was faster than the first round, as if he had saved his energy in advance, for the second saber of lore, this saber came from behind , It needs to turn from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and then from extreme stillness to extreme movement. Every force must be properly circulated in the body, and finally supports the second round of drawing the knife.

It is simple to say, it is equivalent to using the body as a trampoline to reverse the flow of power, but to do this, you need not only skills, but also strong control and physical strength. The previous physique was not enough to support Su Bai's two consecutive swords were drawn, but now he can!

Controlling the flow of 'power' is exactly the personal style that Su Bai summed up and comprehended from his rich combat experience. It is not only suitable for swordsmanship, but also for close combat.

This is the second meaning of Wushengjuhe. Not only is there no sound when drawing the knife, the blade does not rub against the mouth of the carp, but even the sound of swinging the knife no longer spreads. For the blade.

... what a fast knife!

Hei Si Mou couldn't see clearly for an instant, only the moment Su Bai drew the saber, his six eyes couldn't capture the trajectory of the saber, he missed the direction of the slash, and there was a wind cutting through the air in front of his breath, sharp A cold light passed under the line of sight, and there was even a burnt smell in the air.

This knife rubbed against the air at a speed exceeding the specification, breaking through the sound barrier, faster than the sound, so the pitch-black blade also rubbed against the atmosphere, leaving a blazing white scar, like a burning black light.

The knife was too fast, it was impossible to block it without damage.