Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball Wars!

Chapter 587 587. A new war!

"Brother, you must eat well!"

"I know, I was too busy during the day, so I didn't have time."

This was not the first time that his sister had told him this, and Miyamoto Iori replied helplessly.

"You must have a good rest"

"Yes"

It was not until he parted with his sister Kaya that he walked towards home with the rice ball in his hand.

The quiet road along the way made him quite emotional.

An era that is too peaceful. Perhaps it will only be so "boring".

"Red?"

"What an ominous sign."

Looking up at the full moon in the sky, he saw a flash of red light, and he frowned and muttered.

Confirming that he was not wrong.

But the restless uneasiness in his heart really made it impossible to turn a blind eye.

Touching the red mark on his right hand, he knew that he was involved in a very magical event.

Dragon Ball War

That was something he had never heard of.

But since he was a Summoner, he must not stay out of it.

But because he was busy with life, Miyamoto Iori had not yet started to summon his servants.

"!"

But the next moment, several figures suddenly appeared in the dark, making him drop the food in his hand and reach for the double swords on his waist.

"Kacha!!"

After blocking the masked man who attacked from the side, Miyamoto Iori twisted his body to avoid the ambush.

"Puchi!!"

Without hesitation, he swung the double swords in his hands to kill the masked men who surrounded him.

(Too many!)

(Has the enemy already started to act?)

(Not good.)

It is still unknown what the so-called heroic spirit is, but just being ambushed like this has made Miyamoto Iori realize the seriousness of the matter.

Being able to use such a force. It seems that the person behind the scenes is not an ordinary person.

"Pada."

He ran through the alleys and cracks, trying to get rid of those chasing him.

And until he ran to an open space, he found that all the entrances were surrounded.

I can only give it a try

Thinking like this, he rushed to an intersection.

"Bang!!"

"I see. That posture"

Just when he was about to break through, a sharp long sword suddenly swung at him. Even though Miyamoto Iori raised his two swords to block, he was still knocked away.

"Ka!"

Unable to hold the sword in his hand, lying with his back against the ground, Miyamoto Iori looked at the enemy who suddenly appeared.

Niten Ichiryu.

Seen through? !

Miyamoto Iori was stunned and couldn't believe that the other party had seen through his actions.

What he saw was a man with a dark blue ponytail tied with a lavender headband.

He stepped on the ground with straw sandals, wore a purple kimono, and held a five-foot long sword, like a free and easy nobleman.

"Back off, Saber."

A strange voice sounded, making Miyamoto Iori look at the source.

"What a pity, Miyamoto Iori is quite unqualified as a master."

"The ceremony has been going on for more than half a day, but the summoning of the Heroic Spirit has not yet been carried out."

"Should I say you are ignorant or courageous?"

Silver hair and a petite body appeared in his eyes.

The other party's uncovered back of the hand also showed the same identity as himself.

Master

The eyes fell on the man who walked out of the shadows with a long knife.

Very similar

Even though the memory has been washed away by the years, Miyamoto Iori still vaguely knew that he seemed to have seen this person.

"I thought it was a trap, but from the results, it seems that no Heroic Spirit was summoned."

The man's face rarely had an incredible expression, like admiration, like confusion.

"Forget it, it's not our intention to care about such things."

"Killing without telling the name is against my principles."

The woman drew the knife at her waist and pointed it forward.

The tip of the knife was in front of her, but Miyamoto Iori had not planned to give up.

"Yu Jing Zhengxue."

At the moment when the other party said that, his hand hidden under his leg took out a red crystal stone.

"Crack!!"

But as the man's knife flashed, the crystal stone that had just been thrown out of his hand was chopped before it could take effect.

"Wow!"

After a moment of surprise, Yu Jing Zhengxue also swung the blade in his hand to chop.

"I can't die yet!"

Before picking up the sword stuck in the ground, Miyamoto Iori said in a deep voice.

A red light emerged on the ground, and this scene made the man holding the long sword pull the master back, and then he rushed forward.

"Clang!!!"

When the blades met, Sasaki Kojiro saw the cold eyes in front of him.

The cross scar on the left face

Not a tall physique.

"Wow!"

The scabbard hit him, forcing him to retreat violently.

"What bad luck!"

"The Master was about to kill the Servant"

"But he failed at the last moment."

"Is the summoning ritual so smart?"

Standing in front of his own Master, he said this, but he didn't feel sorry in his heart.

"!"

Coming back to his senses, Miyamoto Iori also saw the figure blocking the way.

Feeling the sudden connection

He also understood who this person was

Saber!

In the Dragon Ball War, the swordsman spirit that belonged to him.

Although I don't know why the summoning ceremony was triggered suddenly, it is undoubtedly a great help to Miyamoto Iori at this time.

"Hmm"

With a frown, Yui Masayuki observed the heroic spirit in front of him.

I didn't feel any murderous aura.

No.

It's not like that.

It's better to say that the other party's aura is quite restrained.

If you are not standing there and can see it with your eyes, I'm afraid you won't feel the presence of someone.

Judging from the dress, it seems to be a ronin.

I just don't know who he is.

But Yui Masayuki has considerable confidence in her Saber.

Sasaki Kojiro

Is a real "Sword Saint".

In the face of a sword battle, she doesn't think the other party will lose.

"For this day."

"It's been seven years."

But unexpectedly, the young man with a cross scar on his face seemed to be reminiscing about something.

"Sasaki Kojiro."

Posing the posture of drawing the knife, Kojiro did not hide, but actually said his name.

"!"

Hearing this, Miyamoto Iori's face suddenly changed.

The memory of more than ten years ago in front of the tomb emerged.

"Himurai Kenshin."

Holding the sword in front of his chest, the young man with the cross scar responded in a deep voice.

"Interesting. Then let me see your style."

As soon as the words fell, Yui Masayuki and Miyamoto Iori suddenly found that the two figures disappeared.

"Clang!!!"

"Clang!!"

(It's not that they disappeared, but the eyes can't keep up with their speed.)

The sound of touch and bursting sparks came in the air.

Miyamoto Iori's hands holding the double swords trembled slightly as his eyes tried to catch the lightning movement.

For some reason, he felt a palpitation in such a dangerous situation.

Dragon Ball War

Limited "Saber (Swordsman)" battle

Being able to witness such a sword duel.

He felt that he was not born in the wrong era!