Hu~ Hu~

So strong!

He is obviously just a child, but he is so strong!

He clearly doesn't understand any sword technique, but he just instinctively waved the Zanpakura in his hand like a reckless man, but he is so strong!

Even if he is proficient in all the sword art schools in the Corpse Soul Realm, he can only fight hard.

No!

I am not his opponent!

Looking at the young man who seemed to be exhausted in the wild beast not far away, Mao Zhihua Ba Qianliu was slightly panting, but the joy in his heart was almost uncontrollable. This was the battle she had been looking for!

However, under the extremely high pleasure, there is a sense of frustration that is indecisive.

She was obviously looking forward to meeting an opponent who could be fought, but when she was facing an opponent who was stronger than her, while enjoying this battle, an indescribable frustration filled her heart.

Especially, when the enemy unconsciously seals his own power little by little in order to cater to himself!

"It's really ironic! I am so weak in the name of [Sword Eight]!"

The sword swing blocked the opponent's attack, and Maozhihua Baqianliu's arms trembled slightly. After so long battle, her physical strength dropped significantly. Whether it was the sword swing or the pace of dodging, they were much worse than the initial time, and they were no longer as powerful as they were at the beginning.

However, her physical fitness has declined, but her opponent's strength has declined in all aspects.

The sword was still extremely fierce, with great force, and his steps were still fast and agile. After a long battle, his whole spirit became even more excited, and there was no trace of depressedness at all.

However, the little devil who is in such a good condition can only maintain an unbeatable situation with the already exhausted Maozhihua Baqianliu, and even have to fall at a disadvantage!

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The opponent has become weaker...

She was obviously just slashing as much as before, but she couldn't resist it as before...

After the swords and swords intersected, such a thought flashed through the boy's mind.

Even though I have never learned to hold a sword, never learned kendo, and never learned to fight.

However, it’s just a fight. As long as you follow your heart and obey your instincts, killing people is as simple as eating and drinking water.

but···

The guys around are too weak!

Whether it is a fledgling guy or a warrior; whether it is a talented strong man or a wise man with ingenious strategies, there is no difference, it is just a matter of one knife!

Such guys, such guys who can be settled with just one knife, are too boring. Cutting them into pieces is like chopping dead trees and weeds, meaningless.

But the guy in front of you is different!

This is a strong man I have never met before. In the battle with her, I can feel a different kind of happiness. Whether it is her knife piercing her chest, her knife cutting her skin, or even every sword confrontation, every spiritual pressure collision, I can feel a kind of heartfelt joy.

However, even the strongest opponent I have ever encountered is really too weak!

She is too weak to block her attack...

She is too weak to keep up with her own footsteps...

She is too weak to break her defense...

Is it going to be the same as before? It was cut into two pieces effortlessly. Even if the blood splashed on my body, I could not feel any pleasure, just like cutting off a piece of dead wood.

No! Don't continue to live like that!

I finally realized the joy of fighting, how can I bear the boring life like returning to the past again!

Since the opponent cannot become stronger...

Then, as long as you become a little weaker, you should be able to fight as happily as before!

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Hu—Hu—Hu—Hu—

The flowers of Maozhi Eight Thousands covered the wound on his chest, and blood oozed out from his fingers and dripped onto the ground.

The fierce battle left her wounds with no hope of healing at all, but instead became more and more serious. The fatigue and pain from all over her body told her that her body had reached its limit, which was a limit that she had never reached before.

Even though his body was at its limit, the Zanpakura in the hands of Makoto-Huaqianliu did not tremble at all. A drop of dark red blood dripped along the blade and fell on the boy's face.

The young man who had been fighting with Makoto Eight Thousand Lifts before was lying in a pool of blood.

He was clearly slashed on his head, fell to the ground, and even lost consciousness, but the boy had a smile on his face, which was a smile that seemed to have found the true meaning of life.

It's this kid!

Only this child!!

Looking at the young man lying in a pool of blood, a light burst out in his eyes of Baqianliu of Maozhihua, and a voice burst into tears in her heart. This is the person she has been looking for.

powerful!

Enjoy the battle!

Even if you want to fight, you will even sacrifice your life!

The boy in front of me is the person he has been looking for! Only he deserves the name of [Sword Eight]!

In order to enjoy the fun of fighting, I will seal my strength in the darkest abyss, even if I give my life for it.

But this is not my intention!

When the strong man discovers another strong man, he is no longer wielding his sword for himself! At that time, his sword edge is to kill another strong man or to create another strong man, and he will definitely point to one of them! And my sword edge is to fulfill you!

But... Not only did I not fulfill you, I even pushed you into the abyss...

In order to enjoy the fun of fighting, you seal your own strength, it is my sin...

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In the woods not far away, Muyang Kimura hid quietly. After watching the entire battle, his face kept calm, but his scattered eyes reflected the waves in his heart.

Looking at the Captain Umaki, who was disheveled in the distance, holding a long sword, and showing his sharpness, Muyang Kimura was in a deep heart and really didn't know where to start.

Although I had such mental preparations before, I knew that Captain Maozhihua was the captain of the 11th Team, with strong combat power and brilliant record of blood.

But until this moment, seeing Captain Maozhihua's superb sword skills and ruthless methods still shocked him again and again, shocked and shocked!

Although the Captain Maozhihua I know is a little dark-hearted, he still maintains the image of a gentle and intellectual lady most of the time. He is definitely not such a terrible existence!

Also, that little brat is even more muscular! It’s him!

However, although that guy was strong, he was definitely not as strong as this level. The combat power that the little kid showed at the beginning was too terrible. Even if he couldn't take it lightly, he could definitely beat several of the Gengmu I knew. Am I really going back to the past?
Chapter completed!