The speed of the two people fighting fiercely exceeded the limit of human eyes. The whistling air and the tearing wind sound, scattered in the clusters of sword energy, the battle beyond the standard was enough to make any human despair.
The sword energy was like rain, plowing out crisscrossing gullies in the potholes on all sides. The spider web cracks spreading from the center were violently crushed and shattered, and then divided into fragments of varying sizes by the sword energy, which were scattered to both sides in the strong wind. The flat surface was shaved off layer by layer, and the cables and water pipes buried deep underground burst, adding a bit of tragedy.
The young Kamijou and the red-haired priest, who were watching from a distance, were forced to run away again due to the increasingly fierce aftermath of the battle. Especially the young Kamijou, his worldview was refreshed, and he began to redefine the creature as a human being.
Are they really human?
"No, no, no, this is absolutely impossible. If they are human, then what is the fragile Mr. Kamijou? A paramecium?" The young Kamijou was unwilling to accept the reality of his miserable life. He would rather believe that the warring parties were mythical creatures in human skin.
"What are you mumbling about?" Stiyl said angrily with his leaky mouth. Just now, he wanted to put up a magic shield, but sadly found that the silver rings on his ten fingers were missing. God has mercy on him, that was his important magic prop.
“I mean they are so awesome!” The young Kamijou held his hair and smiled awkwardly. Although Stiyl’s tone was unfriendly, he automatically ignored this point because of his good-for-nothing nature.
Duke looked at the other party with a strange expression. He was familiar with Kamiya Kaori's movements. The strongest secret of the Hiten Yujian Style, the Sky-flying Dragon Flash, was a top-level sword-drawing technique. Although Kamiya Kaori was tall and had a pair of long legs, she was estimated to be less than 1.8 meters tall, but the length of the Seven Heavens Seven Swords reached two meters...
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Time is running out for Kanzaki Kaori...
Kamisaki Kaori even suspected that Duke had cracked all the swordsmanship taught to her by the Amakusa-style predecessors during the battle with her. Otherwise, why could he always disrupt her rhythm at the first opportunity? The fast-paced battle beyond the limit left Kamisaki Kaori no time to use the familiar techniques, and she could only bite the bullet and continue to increase her speed, but even so, she still felt that the balance of victory was tilting towards Duke. What's worse is that after maintaining the God Splitter for a long time, every muscle in her body was wailing, and she had reached the brink of collapse.
"In terms of pure swordsmanship, I am convinced of my defeat!" Kanzaki Kaori pressed the hilt of the sword, and her aura condensed to the peak: "But I also have reasons not to give up in this trip to Academy City. So, I must not fail here. The next sword will use magic, which may be an insult to the duel between swordsmen, but I have no choice."
"Of course! Kamiya is one of the less than twenty saints in the world, and one of the top ten magicians in London." Stiyl looked proud when mentioning Kamiya Kaori.
Duke stroked the blade gently, and likewise put the long sword under his belly, his eyes slightly closed. He raised the basic movements of kendo - mind, technique, and body - to the extreme, and then combined the three into one, making his mind as transparent as darkness, his moves as clear as light, and his body as compatible with nature as a shadow.
Although saints have an extra extraordinary prefix compared to ordinary people, they are still human beings. They are just more powerful humans, nothing more. Borrowed power is borrowed after all. Although saints have some of the power of stigmata, they have not transcended the boundaries of life and cannot be classified in the same category as angels.
"Listen! The sound of the divine wind——"
Boom——————
After saying this, Stiyl ignored the doubt on Kamijou's face and turned to look at the battlefield behind him, feeling extremely anxious. He and Kanzaki were both magicians from the British Puritan special forces "Church of Necessary Evil", and he knew exactly what kind of situation Kanzaki Kaori was in now.
In the center of the battlefield, Kamisaki Kaori became more and more frightened as the battle went on. Stiyl's power level was not high enough to understand the intensity of the battle, but as a party involved, she knew it clearly. In this clash of speed, power, and even swordsmanship, Kamisaki Kaori was tense and never relaxed, and was even forced to use the power of the Son of God all the time.
boom----
Even a saint would collapse when using divine power because his muscles could not bear it! A superpower who had not been polished for many years or baptized by magic might be able to defeat her in swordsmanship, but in the area she was most proud of, she collapsed at the first touch... What's the difference between this and the archbishop claiming to be only 18 years old? It's just ridiculous!
In this situation, how do I draw the sword?
From having the upper hand to being evenly matched, and now to being embarrassed and defending, Kamiya Kaoru's heart was filled with turmoil. No matter how she changed her moves, Duke could find a flaw the moment she drew her sword. It was clearly a defensive counterattack, but it was more like a preemptive strike. She was unable to use her strength, and she felt extremely frustrated.
Sensing the unprecedented blow, Duke changed to holding the knife with both hands and stepped into the ground with both feet. He bent his knees slightly, gathered all the strength in his body at his waist, and then poured into his arms, pushing the black knife in his hand horizontally.
“Really?!” The boy was very curious and continued, “What about you? What rank can you get?”
Duke didn't say anything. A strong wind blew behind him. The awe-inspiring aura locked onto Kamiya Kaoru. The shadow of a gorgeous tiger could be vaguely seen emerging behind him.
Kamiya Kaori felt a sweet sensation in her throat, groaned, and took the opportunity to withdraw and retreat more than ten meters. This distance was equivalent to nothing for the two people with extraordinary speed, but it was enough for her to gather strength and release her final move. She retreated continuously, picked up the scabbard thrown on the ground, sheathed the long sword and put it under her belly, posing as a sword-drawing posture to decide the outcome.
Kamisaki Kaori had no problem with not being as skilled as her opponent. But she just couldn't understand why the opponent could be on equal terms with her when she was still in the God Splitter state and her speed and strength were already inhuman.
"Well... although I'm not as good as a saint, I'm also powerful in many ways." Stiyl hesitated for three seconds before saying this. However, his eyes were squeezed into a slit on his fat face, which was obviously not very convincing.
God Splitter! Inhuman body, inhuman strength, inhuman ability! Legend has it that the power is strong enough to rival angels! But even this power that touches the realm of God can only fight the enemy on equal terms. Could it be that Academy City has developed a person with abilities comparable to the physique of a saint? The high-speed movement of both parties could no longer be captured. Only the sparks of the collision of weapons could be vaguely seen, and the ripples of the shock wreaked havoc and crushed the entire street. Just watching from a distance, Stiyl's scalp tingled. He couldn't understand why Duke could keep up with the fighting rhythm of Kamijou Kaori! "I can't believe that there is such a monster in Academy City. How should I explain to the archbishop when I go back? She should believe it... right?" Stiyl shook his head. It would be better to let Kamijou Kaori consider such troubles. After all, he is still a minor and needs care.
Clang! The blades collided, making a crisp metallic sound! To be precise, it should be the tip of the black knife that hit the weak point of the Seven Heavens Seven Swords. Kamiya was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood. She couldn't remember how many times this had happened. Every time she burst out to increase her speed, she finally got a chance to breathe, but the blade was blocked before it could cut down.
The shining light tore through the air, and the surging air waves created a vacuum zone. The stirring force cut everything in the four directions into pieces. Under the feet of the two, a circular pit several meters deep was blown out.
Superpowers? Kanzaki Kaori doesn't think so.
With a thunderous roar like lightning, the Seven Heavens Seven Swords left a residual image on the spot, and the sword light swung down like lightning. It seemed that the blade could tear everything apart, rolled up a strong wind pressure, and attacked at an unparalleled speed.
…
The sound of the wind echoed in his ears! Duke suddenly opened his eyes, and his sword intent soared into the sky...
"Wu Ming Shen Feng Liu·White Tiger!"
"Only flash——"
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