Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Bai Yu is both a projection and an audience here.

He can see it, but doesn't seem to be able to interfere too much.

After all, only the ghosts of ignorance can hear him.

She has made up her mind, so Bai Yu will not disturb the scenery at this time. He just stares expectantly and approvingly, without saying a word.

The girl fell silent again, this time the silence was deeper than before.

She took a step forward and seemed to kick something.

"Bao Dao, train cuts Guangguang." Bai Yu simply explained.

She touched the blade with her fingers. As a daughter of Nan's family, it was impossible not to know about this family heirloom sword.

He stretched out his hand and tried to hold the handle of the sword, but when he touched it, he felt a burning sensation in his skin.

The handle of the knife he just held fell to the ground, making a hissing sound when it came into contact with the water.

"...It's still the same as before, it doesn't recognize me."

Amemiya Mahiru whispered: "However, I am used to it. After all, most of the Nan family hates my existence."

"It's just a broken knife, no big deal."

Bai Yu also looked down upon this sword...it was a broken sword, and it was not a good sword for picking on people.

In the destiny she saw, when Minami Shiori came to take revenge, she did not use this knife, which shows that she also disliked it.

The Odachi is not easy to use.

"Well, since I want you to challenge a powerful enemy, I naturally won't let you die with empty hands..."

Bai Yu snapped his fingers: "Ding dong~ Your express delivery has arrived."

Mahiru felt her hand sink. A knife had already fallen into her hand. When she touched it, the burning sensation of the Odachi in her palm dissipated, leaving only a slight sense of warmth, like stroking a warm ancient jade. , the fingertips are full of indescribable comfort and fit.

"This knife is..."

"When you win, I will tell you its name." Bai Yu asked in a deep voice, "So, are you ready?"

The communication between the two parties does not affect the time, just like the referee has not pulled the starting gun, and no athletes can start early.

Amamiya Mahiru held the weapon and nodded silently.

Heavy rain fell again, and the sound of rain was accompanied by roaring thunder.

Once again, there was the sound of rain, thunder, and the sound of knives...

Mahiru slowly breathed out a mouthful of white mist and looked towards the enemy of life and death not far away.

The heavy rain was hitting the eaves. Bai Yu looked at this scene and couldn't help but think of the description of 'The Palace of Rain Falling and Wild Flows'... It just so happened that she was Amamiya.

Mahiru Amamiya.

She did not attack rashly, but stood there waiting for the opponent to make the first move.

The environment here is not good for her.

The sound of heavy rain combined with the sound of thunder will affect her hearing, which she relies on most.

With her hearing disturbed, the only thing she could rely on was intuition - and her inherent talent also played its due role at this time.

[Inherent talent: Intuition - able to quickly judge the most beneficial choice for oneself in battle, and quickly find the opponent's flaws and weaknesses through intuition; has a high probability of dodging and predicting long-range attacks]

Amamiya Mahiru's intuition talent is purple level.

The intuition that only a fighting genius can possess... her keen intuition allowed her to detect the path the killer took with his sword for the first time.

Raise your sword to defend.

She could have drawn the knife, but she didn't...not because she couldn't, but because she didn't want to.

The scabbard intercepted Demon Sword Kotetsu's slash, and sparks flew out with a clang, like a falling hammer hitting orange-red steel.

In an instant, she caught the blade, confirmed the power of the knife, and fought back decisively.

Close to the opponent's body, a fierce knee hit the opponent's abdomen.

The murderer twisted his body in a weird way, avoiding the knee collision while swinging out a knife without any balance at all.

That movement was not something a normal person could perform at all, it was like a manipulated puppet twisting its body to exert force.

Obviously, it is not the person who controls the murderous ghost, but the knife.

The angle of this knife was very tricky, but Amamiya Mahiru still avoided it, precisely because she couldn't see it, so there was no blind spot in her sight.

It doesn't matter to her what angle the attack is from, whether it's a vicious sword move or a majestic frontal slash, since they can't be seen anyway, so it doesn't make any difference.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Three more swords were blocked in a row.

Mahiru began to understand that the opponent's sword moves were completely messy, and they were just hacking randomly, but the power of each sword was infinite, and the body shape was weird, the steps were disordered, and it was difficult to hit the counterattack, and the attack route was wide open and full of energy and blood. She almost couldn't use it up, she was venting her strength crazily. If it weren't for the special knife in her hand, which could release a special wave to resist the vacuum wave released by the demon knife, she might not be able to withstand the first few blows.

But just being beaten is not enough.

She always defended herself with a knife, waiting for an opportunity.

A chance to win.

She's not impatient and doesn't intend to make mistakes.

What is lacking is physical fitness.

Four days without water and food left her very weak. Even if she ate some food for a short period of time, she would not be able to recover immediately. Facing such a crazy executioner when her vitality and blood were weak was undoubtedly a kind of stupidity seeking death.

But it was precisely at this time that she felt that she was about to break free from the pain.

You can look at yourself from a higher perspective and control yourself.

It was at this moment that the furious murderer finally went completely crazy.

He roared and hissed: "Death! Everyone deserves to die!"

The demon knife in his hand was like breathing, and the red blood expanded suddenly, while the murderer's entire body shrank suddenly, and his arms became skinny, as if he had aged twenty years in an instant.

Only the blood energy surrounding the Demon Sword Tiger Tetsu became extremely full.

The demon knife swallowed and sucked the blood and life of the murderer, drained his life energy and released a full-strength sword.

The figure leaped high and slashed down from top to bottom. The move was simple but fierce, and the power of the sword was enough to split an armored tank.

The heavy rain was dispersed like soybeans.

In an instant, the blade was approaching.

Amemiya Mahiru felt the fatal danger. The spreading sword energy had already hit the blade first, cutting wounds on her arms, shoulders and cheeks, and blood dripped.

In an instant, her thumb pushed the blade.

At this time, she chose to draw the knife.

Bai Yu frowned... because this was not a smart choice. Viewed from his third-party perspective, there was still a lot of room for Mahiru Amamiya to move around at this time. And if he chose to draw his sword and attack the lower one against the upper one, it would undoubtedly be Being at a disadvantage.

The art of sword drawing emphasizes being first, that is, rushing to attack. Killing the opponent with one strike before he can react is the starting or finishing move in actual combat.

But at this time, Amamiya Mahiru was facing the opponent's attack. She was in the "first behind", that is, the stage of defensive counterattack, so using the sword drawing technique was not a good option.

A wrong decision can be fatal.

Drawing a sword to fight back is not enough to absorb the power of this sword.

It's like being run over by a dump truck and still thinking about getting a hair extension. That will definitely result in being sent to a forced labor camp in another world.

Bai Yu cannot interfere until the final result comes out... Even if he intervenes to weave her fate, it will be after she dies.

The outcome is determined between life and death.

Is it to grasp the throat of fate, or to be dragged into the water and drowned by fate?

Bai Yu is looking forward to her answer, and also wants to see with his own eyes whether the other party can take this opportunity to successfully break through the situation. This kind of observation will also be of equal benefit to him.

…

The same moment.

Completely different from before, yet so similar.

What's different is the environment, what's similar is what she hears and feels...

coming.

She thought to herself, it's really coming.

So good to come.

She thought to herself that she could see the transparent and beautiful scenery again.

Then she opened her eyes.

Amamiya Mahiru raised her cheek.

The ignorant ghost opened his closed eyes.

His gray-white eyes were clear, facing the gray sky, the heavy rain, the thunder, and the light of the sword.

In the dark vision, she saw countless lines. Although she could not see the color, those lines were woven into shapes and appearances that she had imagined countless times.

Each line vibrates slightly like a musical string. The vibrations turn into ripples, the ripples turn into ripples, and the ripples spread out in a chain.

The sight of simple lines is in her eyes.

So beautiful, so delicate, so... within reach.

When the ignorant ghost truly opened her eyes for the first time, no one could stop the light of the sword in her palm.

Buzz ~ crisp knife roar.

The long sword was unsheathed and when it passed through the sheath, the air trembled, leaving an almost vacuum remnant.

The fierce sound was like cloth tearing and shaking in the air, and the fierce sound of the knife was loud, as if it was about to cut through the thunder.

sound of rain

thunder

The sound of drawing a sword