"Hahahahaha~~~ It's really a hearty battle! It's not that refreshing for a long time. Let the pleasure of this battle be more intense!!"

Geng Mu Jianba shouted wildly, and tiny scars covered his body, but with his strong physique, the tiny wounds did not pose any threat to him, and they didn't even shed much blood. It was really a non-human constitution, although no one was human.

He Muyang stood not far from Gengmu Jianba, gasping slightly, blood oozing out of a wound on his shoulder, dyeing his clothes red. Looking at Gengmu Jianba who was screaming like crazy in front of him, he didn't know what to say, but this guy didn't know how tired he was! He was getting more and more energetic as he fought.

Although He Muyang left many scars on him with his exquisite moves in the fight just now, those were small wounds that had no effect on him at all. If there was any impact, it would make him even more crazy.

"Hahaha~~" After laughing for a while, Mu Jianba lowered his head, looked at the scars on his body, and then looked up at He Muyang in front of him. The excitement in his eyes became even stronger, "Excellent, no one can cut me in a long time. You are indeed a great guy."

"But it's not enough!! Not enough!!!" He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the knife. Geng Mu Jianba showed a crazy smile on his face, "The pleasure of fighting is not enough, and he needs to fight stronger, fight!!!"

As he shouted about the battle, Mu Jianba rushed towards He Muyang, waving the Zanpakura in his hand, again and again, as if he was exhausted, fast and cruel.

What's going on? After fighting for so long, the strength has not only not decreased, but has become stronger and stronger. Every time I swing my sword, it is a strong slash, and the speed is so amazing. This guy is really a biantai!

He Muyang suffered a lot after taking the slash of Gengmu Jianba again and again. Gengmu Jianba himself suppressed him in height. With He Muyang's height of 1.78, it was not enough to see Gengmu Jianba's 2 meters tall. He was all slashed by him from a high position, which was simply miserable. Moreover, Gengmu Jianba's slash was extremely powerful, and the repeated collisions made He Muyang feel his arms numb.

Is this guy a Saiyan?

Such a ridiculous thought flashed through He Muyang's mind.

Why do you get stronger when you meet the stronger? He is not that strong when he first fights. Could it be that he becomes stronger in the battle? This guy is really a man born for fighting!

The slashes were slashing at He Muyang without interruption. Although they were completely out of order, they were fast and ruthless. Moreover, they were realized by Gengmu Jianba himself in repeated battles. They were extremely ruthless. The attack was just right every time, which caused He Muyang a lot of trouble.

"Why don't you fight back? Are you just defending like this?"

Stopped the attack, Gengmu Jianba stood in front of He Muyang, looking down at him condescendingly, his tone was full of dissatisfaction. A person's attack was not what he wanted. What he wanted was a even battle.

Damn, I've pulled it on!!!

He heard Gengmu Jianba’s arrogant question, He Muyang was angry. The tiger was not powerful, you think I was Kitty!

With his feet moving, He Muyang disappeared from the spot instantly.

A "swish" sound appeared behind Gengmu Jianba, and a cold light flashed across the blade.

"Puff~"

Blood was sprayed from Gengmu Jianba's shoulder.

"Um~" As blood sprayed out from his shoulders and felt the pain on his shoulders, Mu Jianba licked his lips, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Is this just a good fight? This is the battle I want!"

A "swish~" sound disappeared from the spot. Looking at his sleeve that was cut halfway down, He Muyang was secretly alert in his heart. Should he say that he is worthy of being Gengmu Jianba? It's such a powerful combat intuition.

He swung his sword suddenly, blocking Gengmu Jianba's counterattack, and He Muyang's evaluation of him increased again. He was really a genius of fighting. At the same time, he also felt a faint excitement in his heart, and he was also eager for a refreshing battle!

He swung his sword forward and blocked Gengmu Jianba's attack. He Muyang, who was excited, began his attack, one after another. In terms of the speed of his attack, He Muyang thought he was not inferior to Jianba.

The sound of "ding ding dangdang" swords and swords echoed over the open space. The two of them had fought many times. The wanton burst of spiritual pressure and the airflow generated by the collision between swords and swords destroyed everything around them, leaving only scars.

"It's a refreshing battle!"

At some point, He Muyang was completely immersed in the pleasure of fighting. He had been abused by Kimura Kazuma before. Even the occasional fierce battle was because Kimura Kazuma Kazuma was letting go, and he often mocked He Muyang when fighting.

Now this even-match battle has brought He Muyang a completely different feeling. The pleasure he experienced in the battle made He Muyang unable to stop.

This is a feeling that I could not experience when playing online games in my previous life. This feeling of life and death hanging from the front and dancing on the blade is completely different from the game. This is reality!! And it is this reality, the feeling of wandering on the edge of life and death brings He Muyang the pleasure of transcending life and death.

"That's how it feels!"

He avoided Gengmu Jianba's attack sideways, and the blade slid down against He Muyang's nose. The faint touch from the tip of his nose made He Muyang tremble excitedly. Then he slashed Gengmu Jianba's chest with a fierce knife, leaving a deep bone-deep wound.

"Puff~" Blood spurted out, pouring on He Muyang's face, reflecting the face, which looked a little scary.

"What? Are you not able to do this now? Don't let me down, I'm full of expectations!"

Feeling the pain from the wound on the chest and the feeling of weakness from the blood spurting out from the wound, Mu Jianba seemed even more excited.

"It's this feeling, this feeling of troubling death in battle, this is the pleasure of extreme battle I'm pursuing!!"

Gengmu Jianba roared excitedly, looking at He Muyang in a blink of an eye, his eyes full of crazy pleasure.

It’s this feeling. How long has it been since the last time and how long has it been since I enjoyed the pleasure of this kind of battle. It’s not a messy weak person, but an opponent who can match me. No, he is stronger than me! This kind of pleasure of pushing myself to the limit and fighting in the limit has been a long time since it’s been!

Waving the Zanpakura in his hand again and again, regardless of the blood sprayed from the wounds on his body, Mu Jianba was already completely addicted to the pleasure of fighting.

The last time I felt like this was a fight with you! Mu Jianba unconsciously remembered the scene of a long time ago when he had a fight with Makizaki Baliu, and was in a daze.

There are flaws!!

He Muyang dodged Gengmu Jianba's crazy slash again and again, and suddenly found that his spirit was in a trance for a moment. He immediately sent the Zanpakura in his hand forward and faced Gengmu Jianba's throat.

With a "dang~", Gengmu Jianba's Zanpakura met a blow that He Muyang must hit from an incredible angle.

"Nani?!!"

He Muyang screamed in disbelief. At that moment just now, Gengmu Jianba's speed of swinging the sword suddenly increased, and he met He Muyang's Zanpakura in an incredible way. Although He Muyang reacted at the moment when he was about to hit and reduced the strength and speed in his hands, it was still an incredible thing.

After blocking He Muyang's attack, Mu Jianba himself felt incredible. He actually lost consciousness in the battle and lost consciousness in the battle. This situation only once, only the time he had a fight with Mao Zhihua Ba Qianliu. Now he felt the ultimate pleasure again.

"Swish~"

The tip of the knife passed through He Muyang's chest, leaving a small wound, and blood slowly flowed out of the wound.

How is it possible? Is it a lie? It's like a complete transformation. Whether it's the speed of the sword, the strength of the sword swing, the reaction speed, and even the spiritual pressure have been greatly improved. What's going on?

Feeling the wound on his chest, He Muyang felt unbelievable. The attack just now was definitely not the level before Gengmu Jianba. The gap was too obvious. It was obviously a random slash, which left him the biggest trauma since the fight. If it weren't for knowing that Gengmu Jianba would not be able to liberate Zanpaku, He Muyang would have thought he had liberated Zanpaku.

"Although I don't know why I suddenly became stronger, I should be happier when I cut it like this."

Holding up the Zanpakura, a powerful spiritual pressure burst out from Gengmu Jianba's body.
Chapter completed!