Great Swordsman Ke Xue

Seeing this, although his fighting spirit rose, Goemon did not rush forward immediately.

After all, even he had to choose to avoid the edge of this strange wind wall.

And - he's excited and has some battle trash talk to say.

"Kid, you surprised me. I must admit that you are a good opponent."

"But, as I said just now, your sword doesn't seem to be very handy."

Goemon's reminder broke the brief midfield silence. In fact, Shimizu Koji had already noticed that Goemon's simple long sword was not ordinary, so from the beginning, he had already used his own The sword intent covered the dagger in his hand.

But at this moment, Qingmizu Koji's eyes slightly moved down. The dagger in his hand had completely lost its edge at some point. One side of the blade was densely packed with tiny gaps.

And their fight just now was actually only a few dozen swords, and the time it took so far would never even exceed a minute.

No wonder, he had an ominous premonition just now. It turned out that it was not that Goemon was holding back some killing move, but that his weapon was almost completely damaged and could no longer be used.

Koji Shimizu's face darkened, but he was not too panicked. He didn't have to use a sword or a duel. Maybe bullets were useless against Goemon, but he could also use these automatic rifles as bats, saying Maybe, he can still play vigorously and become known as the London Bat Man.

"What, so you want to give me a sword?"

"Huh? Hahahahaha, kid, you seem to be a little too naive."

As the only descendant of Hyakuchi-ryu, Goemon adheres to the way of the samurai, but he is definitely not a regular samurai. He will not give up the duel just because Koji Shimizu has no weapons and cannot show his strength. On the contrary, He would only take advantage of his illness to kill him.

As the power of the wind wall weakened rapidly, Goemon's ferocious smile with fervent fighting intent became more and more obvious.

"Hao Erjun! Hao Erjun!"

Behind him, two soft calls suddenly came. When Koji Shimizu turned around, it was the somewhat excited Ooka Momiji and the excited-eyed Elizabeth who were calling him.

For the two of them, although they didn't know when they got off the car, Shimizu Koji naturally noticed it when he came back, so it was not surprising.

His eyes were a little confused, but Koji Shimizu immediately saw that the female driver of the car took out a dark rectangular box from the trunk and handed it to Elizabeth.

"This is?"

"Excalibur (steel-cutting sword), what she got from this auction."

Ooka Momiji explained to Shimizu Koji, and at the same time, Elizabeth opened the box, and inside, lay a simple long sword with a very medieval style.

The blade of the sword is as black as ink, with no edge visible, and at the end of the hilt is a bright red gem, which may be the reason why it was listed in this jewelry auction.

Elizabeth took the initiative to step forward with a slight blush on her face, raised her hands, and offered her sword to Koji Shimizu.

"Mr. Husband, no no, I mean sir, sir, this sword should be usable."

Although there were some slips of the tongue, fortunately, Elizabeth's voice was very quiet, and only Koji Shimizu in front of her heard it, so she didn't care much.

After all, it was excusable. My sister-in-law was too nervous, and on top of that, Ooka Hongye took a bite out of her husband along the way, so it was normal for her to be affected.

However, whatever it is called, it should work.

And this is what Qingmizu Koji doesn't know.

Elizabeth is actually a fencing enthusiast, but unfortunately, as a princess, she is not allowed to play such a dangerous sport. Her hobby has to change from fencing to collecting swords.

That's why she focused on the legendary sword at the auction, Excalibur, which was the sword once used by King Arthur who once shocked Europe.

Of course, I don’t know whether this sword is true or not, but it is just a gimmick to be given this name. After all, even the stories of King Arthur are mostly fabricated legends. Therefore, the sword is called the Sword of the King. Not just a lot, but a lot.

Even at auctions, there have been several swords of kings. As long as they are good-looking, sharp, and similar in style, no one can tell them apart anyway.

Elizabeth was already stuttering a little. Looking at her reddish face, even though the situation was critical, Koji Shimizu felt a lot more relaxed.

It's not that there is any guarantee of victory, but with this sword, you will definitely not lose the battle first.

He reached out to take the steel-cutting sword and patted Elizabeth's little head, "Go back."

"Eh, oh, oh"

This scene, under the blazing firelight, actually had a warm atmosphere, but it did not last long. It only took more than ten seconds from Elizabeth presenting the sword to returning.

"Looks like you're in luck."

"Looks like I'm lucky."

Koji Shimizu repeated Goemon's words casually, but when he took hold of this extremely long sword, which could be regarded as an important weapon, he just waved it casually, as if there was an invisible momentum gathering and condensing on Koji Shimizu's body.

"But it's useless. This sword of mine is made by melting and forging three famous swords from Japan's Warring States period. No matter what kind of weapon you use, you can't escape the fate of being shattered."

It can be seen that Goemon attaches great importance to his sword and is very proud of it. After all, every swordsman does not want to own a peerless sword, and a peerless sword, for a swordsman, Just like a gorgeous wife, if she doesn't say a few words to everyone she meets, it seems like her life has been in vain.

"It's better to stop talking nonsense, I don't have much time left for you."

"Oh, that's exactly what I meant."

The battle was about to break out. Qingmizu Koji held the hilt of the sword. For the first time, he actually felt a little bit heavy. At the same time, there was also a strange feeling slowly lingering in his heart. Or, it could be said that... ——eroding.

This prompted him to unconsciously say his last words before the war began - "I will win."

"Ping!!!"

In a hand-to-hand encounter, Koji Shimizu didn't even have the sword energy attached to him. He even seemed to have forgotten to use his Sharingan.

This crisp clashing sound was the collision of two extraordinary swordsmanship abilities. Koji Shimizu, who had not used his sword energy freely at first, cut Goemon's terrifying sword energy in two in one fell swoop. He also faintly suppressed Goemon.

However, the sword body, which was originally as black as ink, was completely washed away at some point, revealing its true side, which was cold and gleaming like the silver moon of the Holy Inquisition.

"Nani?!"

Lupine's exclamation did not cause any waves, but for a moment, Shimizu Koji and Goemon collided again.

Koji Shimizu changed his past fast, ruthless and accurate style, and just waved the sword purely like a knight king on the ancient battlefield.

No one knew that he had entered a wonderful unconscious state.

Every blow was so heavy and precise, wide open and closed, airtight, with a kind of chaotic pressure, the sword's silver light flashed, constantly forcing Goemon back, constantly heading towards the sea of ​​fire. .

It seemed that Goemon was being torn apart together with the burning fire of sin.

Goemon also changed from his arrogant state as a forward. Under Koji Shimizu's attack, he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and could only passively defend.

His invincible sword energy was suppressed step by step by Shimizu Koji until it was almost useless.

The offensive and defensive momentum seems to be changing in an inexplicable way.

Around the two of them, sword lights were flying across each other, dust was flying and fire was burning. On the ground and on the walls of the street, the deep sword marks seemed to be ravines that isolated the battlefield.

No one can get involved.