Inside, Kurashiki Kurashiki sat cross-legged on the floor without any imagination.

His group of younger brothers were also staggering around, forming a circle around Kurashiki Kuroto in various shapes.

"You didn't make me wait in vain. It seems that this rotten woman finally has some value."

The moment he saw the figures of Makoto Haramura and Ikki Kurotetsu, Kurashiki lowered his head and then raised it. The corners of his mouth were even more upward, revealing the sharp and somewhat ferocious shark teeth inside.

"Do you only have the trait of being unforgiving?"

"How about you show me your strength, Zai Zai."

Taking a step forward to block the intimidating aura exuded by Kurashiki Kurashiki, Haramura Makoto showed a contemptuous smile at Kurashiki Kurashiki.

"Or what?"

"You who like to use force to pressure others and use force to force others have now turned into a loser who only talks about showing off your power?"

From the moment he entered the room, with just a few words, the air in the room instantly became cold, and a solemn atmosphere enveloped it.

"Hahaha……"

"Yes, that's the momentum, that's what it needs to be."

Kurashiki Kuroto was not angry but smiling, smiling heartily and freely, so loudly that it could be heard even outside the room.

He supported his knees with his hands and stood up slowly.

"I did talk a bit too much today. You're right. I only like to use violence to oppress others."

"Then let's start now."

"I've been waiting impatiently for a long time."

The Ugetsu that Haramura Makoto had on his shoulders naturally dropped to his waist, displaying a posture that had been tempered during this period.

"Sorry, Ikki!"

"Originally, it doesn't matter if I leave today's affairs to you."

"But I have made an agreement here. Sitting back and enjoying the gains is against my creed and is not my style of conduct."

"So I'll ask you to wait nearby for a while."

Kuroyuki Ikki smiled cheerfully, and stood in the corner with Stella, Kuroyukizu Shizuku and Ayatsuji Tsunase.

"Promises are still important. If you fail, leave it to me."

"Ikki, you can also make some silly jokes now."

Kurashiki Kuroto's gang of boys quickly cleared away the garbage in the dojo, leaving a place that was barely suitable for a competition.

Haramura Makoto saw Kurashiki Kuroto's younger brother take out a student handbook, as if he was preparing to record the battle.

"Although you were sworn when you said it yesterday, you seem to have been warned."

"It was actually done so formally today."

"Just dealing with that old guy."

Kurashiki stood about 20 meters away from Haramura Makoto, and then turned around.

"He can't punish me anyway, can he?"

That's pretty much it.

Why does Kurashiki Tibetan dare to be so arrogant outside the academy, but he is never afraid of punishment within the school.

It's because although he is only a C-level knight, he is indeed the strongest student in this class of Greedy Wolf Academy.

Last year's Seven Stars Sword Dance Festival also relied on the talent of Kurashiki Kurashiki to win the No. 8 result.

Without Kurashiki Kurashiki, Tanlang Academy would basically be useless.

"——Chase the enemy, Orochimaru!"

Kurashiki Kuroto cracked open a mouthful of vicious shark teeth, raised his left hand with a ferocious expression, and a bone-shaped Odachi appeared directly in his hand.

This is a white bone blade with distinct joints. It looks just like real bones. There are bone spurs protruding from the gaps between each joint. Just looking at the appearance, it is an extremely vicious weapon.

"Now let's start fighting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kurashiki Zangito swung the bone blade with his left hand and slashed at Haramura Makoto at a speed that caught him off guard.

This is not a fantasy, it is an attack that condenses the spiritual equipment into a real image.

(However, it is a bit like the Shebimaru used by Renji in Bleach.)

Haramura Makoto's actions were not slow at all.

When the sound of breaking the air struck and the bone blade aimed at his neck, Haramura Makoto's wrist had already been turned up.

"Chong-"

Haramura Makoto's Ugetsu accurately stuck on the joint between the snake head and the first joint of the White Bone Odachi.

This sharp blow from Kurashiki Kuroto was in vain.

(That is to say.)

The attack was blocked, and the surprised smile on Kurashiki's face only became more triumphant.

"drink--"

Kurashiki Kuroto shouted loudly, flicked his wrist hard, and the bone sword changed its form directly. The snake head embedded at the front was now truly stretched out like a living thing, extending a certain distance, and continued to move towards Haramura Makoto's neck. Comes biting.

"boom--"

The dark muzzle burst into blue flames, and the bullet accurately hit the snake's head.

The furious attack, the sudden attack that could have been fatal in one blow, came to an abrupt end.

"cut--"

Kurashiki Kuroto spat, moved his steps, and pushed out a few meters away. The white bone sword in his hand also returned to its original appearance.

(As expected, it is a spiritual device that can be freely retracted.)

From yesterday until now, Makoto Haramura really hasn't looked for any videos of Kurashiki Kurashiki. He really didn't know that Kurashiki Kurashiki's spiritual equipment can change forms.

If he hadn't been more careful, this attack mode would have been quite effective for Chu Jian Kill.

"Again, the close combat with the swordsman is indeed the most pleasant thing."

Kurashiki Kuroto didn't say anything more, and approached him again with a crazy and happy expression.

To him, attacks like that just now were just routine.

For people who don't know him, the effect is indeed remarkable. Even if it cannot kill with one blow, it can still leave injuries.

But since he won the eighth place in the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival last time, this trick has rarely been effective.

He hit the hilt of the sword with a forceful hand, and the sword body and tip snaked directly into the air, like a hunting python, wrapping up Haramura Makoto's entire body.

"I'm going to attack continuously. If you don't fight back, you're doomed."

Normally, wielding this weapon should be difficult.

After all, it is different in length, so it is difficult to control it perfectly.

But Kurashiki Kuroto used this weapon like an arm, as if his arm had been completely integrated with his inherent spiritual equipment, like a real one, ready to hunt the giant snake at any time.

"Chong-"

The snake body made of white bones was moving irregularly, and at the same time, bone spurs were constantly stabbing Haramura Makoto.

Haramura Makoto's hands were waving faster and faster.

Even now, even the residual image of the arm is no longer visible, only a bloody sword net can be seen, and sparks are constantly scattered from the air.

"Qiangqiang-"

"Humph--"

Haramura Makoto snorted coldly, and the raised arm accelerated instantly. The inertia caused by the instant acceleration directly sent the huge bone sword flying.

The moment the encirclement net was broken through, Haramura Makoto's lips moved and he leaned forward in a slashing posture.

"Extreme speed, flash!"

"Zheng-"

The dark blue magic light emerged directly from Haramura Makoto's body, instantly strengthening Haramura Makoto's body.

"Bam—"

The sound of explosions followed closely.

In the blink of an eye, Haramura Makoto was in front of Kurashiki Kurashiki, and the bloody light that instantly appeared directly swallowed Kurashiki Kurashiki's vision.

"Chong-"

This sword-drawing slash, which was almost beyond the extreme speed, was actually blocked by Kurashiki Kuroto under such circumstances.

"It's really fast. Even I can barely block this sword."

"Also, it's so heavy."

Kurashiki looked at Haramura Makoto with burning eyes, as if he was seeing a treasure that had not been seen for thousands of years.

But what he blocked was indeed as he said, very reluctantly.

It can only be said that he forcibly raised the last joint of the bone sword and used that part to block Haramura Makoto's attack.

The next moment, the stretched out snake god suddenly retracted, and in just a short moment, through the retracted angle, it had already slashed at Haramura Makoto's waist.

"A juggling act."

Haramura Makoto seemed to leap into the air, maintaining a backflip posture, and used the left hand holding the gun to slam the butt of the gun on the bone sword.

A battle that took place within two seconds ended like this.

This time it was Haramura Makoto who distanced himself.

"Your reflexes are indeed excellent."

Normally, the nerve reflex of an average person is about 0.3 seconds. It can be shortened through exercise, but it will never be shortened to the range of 0.1 seconds.

This is already the limit of human beings and a fixed shackles.

Only someone with innate talent like Haramura Makoto can compress it to less than 0.1 seconds.

But like Haramura Makoto, it’s only about 0.05 seconds.

But Kurashiki Kuroto's reflex speed is definitely within 0.05 seconds.

For example, Haramura Makoto's sword strike just now, from the moment he took the stance to the moment he slashed out the sword, the entire process was compressed into one second.

Therefore, Kurashiki Tibetan can only explain this phenomenon if he is faster.

Such quick reflexes are Kurashiki's greatest asset in becoming a swordsman killer.

He could easily block the swords swung by other swordsmen, and the sword he swung could use his inherent spiritual equipment and reflex nerves to make the sword moves even more bizarre and changeable.

"So, are you scared?"

At this moment, Kurashiki Kuroto was like a great white shark that chooses people to eat. He showed a ferocious and violent look. At the same time, he swung the Orochimaru in his hand again. Under the strong wind, it immediately turned into four ferocious snake shadows. , shooting towards Haramura Makoto rapidly.

"Are you dreaming? Rubbish!"

Chapter 078 Yan Return

In fact, the so-called rapid reflex is not only able to respond to supplies faster when facing attacks.

The effects on attacks are also the same.

After all, electrical signals are transmitted from the brain to one's limbs. Each knife is 0.01 seconds faster than others. Four knifes are 0.04 seconds. The more the number accumulated, the more terrifying the effect will be.

There are limits to human dynamic vision.

When the limit of sight-capturing ability was exceeded, these four swordswomen seemed to come directly in front of Haramura Makoto in an instant.

Normally, it would be very difficult to resist such a rapid sword.

But Haramura Makoto cannot be considered normal.

(Give up thinking and leave the movements to your body’s instinct.)

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