The White Tiger of the God of No Light is a white beast that is determined to kill its prey with its unyielding fighting spirit and unfading soul. The atmosphere of the entire sky is controlled by Duke, and it condenses into a king of beasts that is almost solid at the blade.
The tiger, with its fangs and claws vividly gathered by the divine wind, roared and rose in the wind, sweeping across the world with domineering power. As Duke's blade slashed down, the white tiger rushed forward towards Kamiya Kaori with the momentum of tearing everything apart.
As soon as Duke's blade fell, Kamiya Kaori simultaneously drew out the Seven Heavens Seven Swords. The blade light was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. The super fast speed made people doubt whether she really drew the sword. The only thing we know is that the moment she made a move, she disappeared.
The Flash is the crystallization of the history of the Amakusa Church where Kanzaki Kaori is located. It embodies the life-long efforts of the church members of all generations, including many gifted sword masters. Unfortunately, because of the excessive pursuit of supreme destructive power, no one can use the ultimate killing blow of the Flash.
In addition to the level restrictions of magic spells, Weishan also has extremely strict physical requirements for the caster. If it weren't for the smoke coming out of the ancestral grave and the birth of the saint Kamiya Kaori, it's unknown how long this trick would have been buried.
Although it is called the sword-drawing technique, a normal person's arm span is certainly not enough to fully pull out a two-meter-long sword. Kamiya Kaori only pulled out half of the blade.
The steel wire, swordsmanship and techniques were combined perfectly. A crescent-shaped sword energy twisted the void and suddenly disappeared at an incomprehensible speed, just like a space jump.
"Shut up, Stiyl!" Kanzaki Kaori suddenly opened her eyes: "You have a mission that must be completed. Index is still waiting for you. Even if you have to endure humiliation, you must live."
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Duke looked at Kamijou's right hand with a strange expression. The moment the black knife shattered, the armament color and Articuno's ice power all lost control... The word "controlled" is not appropriate, it should be said that the sensitivity was lost.
Stiyl raised his eyebrows and said unconvincedly: "Winning is winning, even if it's just luck, the winner is you after all."
“Hey, Kanzaki, are you looking down on me?” Stiyl’s neck turned red, and he shouted behind him, “Kill us if you want, don’t even think about humiliating us.”
"Even Wei Shan failed... Your swordsmanship has surpassed the limits of mortals, reached perfection, and sublimated to the legendary realm. I admit defeat sincerely! But could you please show mercy and let my companions go?" Kamiya Kaoru sighed lightly and closed her eyes quietly, as if waiting for her next fate.
“I didn’t mean it!” The young man Kamijou shook his head desperately, his eyes wandering and sweat pouring down his forehead.
Facing the beam of light so close to him, Duke raised his sword and slashed without hesitation. The sword energy gathered in front of him into a huge net that covered the sky, and layer upon layer formed a thick wall, which continuously consumed Wei Shan's power.
The tiny sword energy clanged against the steel wires, and more of it rushed through the gaps and covered the area where Shenzhe Huozhi was. The center of the battlefield, which was full of rubble, suddenly became bumpy and rubble flew everywhere. The residual force not only smashed the surrounding buildings into pieces, but also collapsed several houses near the battle area, causing a lot of vibration.
Just like Duke in the Naruto world could never pull out his Zanpakuto, Fantasy Slayer denied the existence of the black sword and wiped it out from the root.
Don't ask why Kamijou was so kind to help the red-haired girl! It was normal for a good man who was determined to save the unfortunate girl to stand up for the seriously injured 18-year-old female saint, so he stood up.
"I never thought there would be such a monster in Academy City!" Stiyl was still in shock. Looking at the devastated streets, he blurted out, "Could that guy be a saint too?" Kanzaki Kaori remained silent. She glanced at the building that had been motionless for a long time, and felt reassured. "It's such a fluke that I can beat him..."
Where did the special effects team go?
It looked miserable, but Kamiya Kaoru felt extremely lucky. If it weren't for the steel wire blocking most of the sword energy, it would be hard to say whether she was dead or alive. Fortunately, the saint's physique is not exaggerated. The flesh is extremely tough. As long as it is not a fatal injury, it can recover quickly. However, the negative effects of overusing divine power did not dissipate so quickly, and she no longer had the strength to fight.
"Impotent boy, I'm sorry to disappoint you!" A frivolous voice came from behind him.
Kamiya Kaori was covered in blood, with tiny bloodstains all over her body, her white T-shirt was stained red, and her fair and slender legs were also covered in blood. Her limbs were riddled with holes, pierced by the sword energy, and were almost shot into a sieve.
Dou Zong strongman... cough cough, Imagine Killer is so terrifying! The scene fell into silence for a while, and the four of them didn't say anything. It was unknown what each of them was thinking.
Duke: “…”
The dead silent streets were like an 8.0 magnitude earthquake and a typhoon simultaneously, leaving behind gullies that were a hundred meters long and ten meters wide.
"It's okay, I'm just a little weak!" Kamiya Kaoru's chest heaved violently and she gasped.
Then the wall collapsed, and Duke was smashed into the building with his sword. After a period of earth-shaking shock, it returned to calm. The sword energy cut by Wei Shan along the way blindly washed the surroundings, and the terrifying sound waves swept away everything around.
"..." Stiyl didn't look back, his pupils shrank suddenly.
The dust gradually cleared, and Kamiya Kaoru held the Seven Heavens Seven Swords that had sunk deep into the ground with trembling hands. Her pale face was haggard, and after struggling for a few times, she finally fell to the ground half-kneeling due to exhaustion. The right hand holding the long sword was bleeding profusely, and then the fingertips loosened, and the right hand fell weakly, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang.
“Um…” The young man hesitated for a moment and interrupted awkwardly, “Although I don’t know what deep hatred you have, fighting and killing is not good. Why don’t you sit down and talk?”
The sharp sword energy was surging, and the air was instantly shattered and even annihilated. The contact between Baihu and Weishan was unexpectedly quiet. Weishan cut the Baihu apart and rushed towards Duke with the remaining force. At the moment when the Baihu was shattered, it turned into a fine sword energy and continued to sweep towards Shen Lie Huozhi.
Snap! The Armament Haki dissipated, and the ice-blue long sword broke into pieces. Under the gaze of several people, it turned into cold snowflakes and dissipated into nothingness.
As he spoke, the young man instinctively pulled Stiyl and gently pushed the black knife.
His power was denied!
Before this, although the battle rhythm of both sides continued to accelerate, they had generally restrained themselves, probably because both sides had some concerns. But this time was different, for the decisive blow, both sides were reckless and unleashed it without regard for the consequences.
Stiyl's shoulders trembled and he stopped talking.
Kamiya Kaori was even worse off. After tempering the decisive flash, her body became stiff, and the sequelae of borrowing divine power for a long time broke out, and her limbs were paralyzed and unable to move. Facing the impact of the dense divine wind sword energy, she gritted her teeth, and against the whimper of her muscles, she forcibly drew her sword and used the "Seven Flashes", laying dense steel wires in front of her body for defense.
When he appeared again, he had already collided with the white tiger in mid-air.
This scene stunned both of them. There was no explosion?
"Did we win?" Kamiya Kaoru lay on the ground, her eyes fixed on the building a hundred meters away, fearing that Duke would walk out from the dark shadows in the next moment.
Stiyl and Kamijou Kaori looked at Kamijou, feeling hopeful in the desperate situation, imagining that Kamijou would grab Duke with his right hand and then deliver a loving face-breaking punch to him.
Wei Shan cut the wave-like sword energy in half, until the entire sword net was crushed and hit the blade of the black knife heavily. Duke held the knife with both hands, and was pushed back by the magnificent force. His feet plowed two gaps on the ground, and he retreated a hundred meters until he was embedded in a building behind him.
"Hey, Kamijou, are you okay?" The red-haired priest came over with the help of the young Kamijou. Seeing Kamijou Kaori lying in a pool of blood, his face changed immediately. If they lost a saint during their trip to Academy City, it would be a loss.
“Young man…” Duke sighed, “Forget it, let’s just leave it at that!”
Under the surprised gazes of the Kamijou boys and the other two, Duke turned and walked back in the direction he came from, leaving behind a glorious and upright figure. “Although I am a little disappointed that the last move, Wei Shan, was not a pure swordsmanship. But you are also a qualified opponent. Since we are all swordsmen, we will stop here today.”
After saying that, Duke left without looking back, waving his sleeves, leaving no cloud behind.
Otherwise, should he kill his sister to prove his truth, or have a chat with the saint girl about the full moon? As Kamijou said, there is no hatred or resentment among us, so there is no need to fight to the death. Duke's purpose was to give himself a position. Now that the purpose has been achieved, it is time to go with the wind and leave a legend behind.
(End of this chapter)