I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 87 Chapter 86 Awakening to the Extraordinary

"Are you selling products? Sorry, I'm not interested."

Nagara Sousuke looked up and saw a young and beautiful female high school student with a small and cute tanuki youkai squatting on her shoulders. This combination has a very comic-like feel.

He kept making excuses, but he retreated ten meters away. Koche held his hand tightly, his upper body slightly bowed, ready to fight at any time.

Is it a possessed dead soul? It is rare to see this kind of thing. Apart from the evil spirit, there is no trace of resentment.

Rin Kamiya looked at Nagara Sosuke, her eyes resting on Kotetsu in his hand. In her sight, this simple-looking sword was exuding bursts of black evil aura, covering Nagara Sosuke's entire body like mist.

"That's him. It's up to you, Lord Kamiya."

Shinnosuke stretched out his paw and pointed at Nagara Sosuke, and hid in a hurry, observing the situation secretly, not wanting to be affected.

The Minamoto-style sword came out of its sheath with a clear sound. Kamiya Rin held the sword in one hand and dropped the scabbard. His expression was neither sad nor happy. He stepped forward indifferently, raised the tip of the sword and held it with both hands, level with his eyes, with a natural flow of rationality.

Ping Qingyan, ready to go.

"The dead soul should have the consciousness to no longer have contact with the world."

After she finished speaking, she quickly raised her sword and charged forward. The first tooth protruded out and went straight to Nagara Sosuke's heart.

"Qiang!"

Nagara Sosuke pulled out the Kotetsu Iai in his hand like a slash. The sword flashed like mercury, and the blade blocked Kamiya Rin's Minamoto-style sword. He then used a preemptive change of moves and slashed Kamiya Rin head-on.

Facing the oncoming blade, Kamiya Rin turned sideways to avoid the sharp edge, and a strand of long hair was cut off. The moment the blade reflected her cold face, a second thrust followed, stabbing Nagara Sosuke's throat.

"Ding!"

Nagara Aikawa reversed the handle of the sword, turned the blade, swung diagonally from the bottom up, and once again deflected Kamiya Rin's straight thrust. Hira Aikawa took the last thrust of the three-stage thrust, and it came again in an instant. He raised Kotetsu horizontally and blocked it.

This is the final blow.

"Nan Rishin-ryu, a later school, should not be underestimated."

The two fighting men stepped back and distanced themselves from each other. Nagara Sousuke commented. Kamiya Rin on the opposite side raised his weapon vertically and put it on the side of his face. Satsuma showed the current eight-phase posture and used it skillfully.

"Do you know many kinds of ancient swordsmanship? It's interesting."

Nagara Sosuke also adopted the Satsuma style that he had encountered in previous matches, adopting the dragonfly structure in the upper section, which was more offensive.

"ha!"

With a cry from her mouth, Kamiya Rin moved forward and slashed, Kasaya slashed straight at Nagara Sosuke, kicking her legs to the ground, adding some power to her sword.

Nagara Sosuke responded with the same move. The two swords collided in mid-air, and sparks flew down. The cement floor under Nagara Sosuke's feet opened up cracks. Kamiya Rin's body jumped into the air, and after slashing several times in a row,

He flew up and stepped onto the brick wall on the side of the road, followed the trend with a sideways slash, staggered with Nagara Sosuke, and stood firm behind him.

A gap was cut in the bamboo hat on the top of his head. Nagara Sousuke turned around, revealing a bleeding scar on his left arm. There was also a winding gap on Rin Kamiya's back, which was also leaking blood.

"This time, it's a draw. Let's fight again next time."

Nagara Sangjie put the sword into its sheath, swung away the remaining blood on the sword in advance, left a word, and disappeared at the end of the long street, his pace no longer as brisk as before.

Damn it! I'm still not strong enough.

Kamiya Rin had a look of reluctance on her face. If she didn't perform the ritual of praying to the gods, her normal strength would become increasingly insufficient.

——

Fujii returned home as usual, lying on the sofa in the living room. He hadn't added any dots since five months ago, but now he can use them.

Opening the Goldfinger panel, he has not used the simulated battle function as it consumes some precious free attributes.

Name; Fujii itsuki/fujii itsuki

Age; 18/50

Strength; 2.48

Physique; 2.45

Agility; 2.47

Intelligence; 2.00/MAX

Charm; 2.00/MAX

Free attribute points; 3.68

Skill;

Painting; LV4/29%

Literature; LV4/37%

Driving; LV3/75%

Cooking skills; LV3/79%

Judo; LV2/15%

Football; LV4/67%

Baseball; LV3/48%

Kendo; LⅤ1/21%

Simulated battle; consume one free attribute to greatly improve skill proficiency in the virtual trial.

Increase strength, constitution, and agility to 3.0. When the simulated battle function was updated last time, Goldfinger adjusted the point consumption. It no longer needs to be doubled. This time, he used 1.6 of his free attribute points, leaving 2.08 points left.

"Ding! The main attributes have reached the extraordinary limit, and the host activates the extraordinary characteristics."

When he evenly distributed the remaining attribute points to strength, constitution, and agility, adding them all to about 3.7, he felt an unprecedented amount of heat emerging from his body, and the color of his pupils became darker. The world in front of him did not change on the surface, but

The feeling is completely different from before, as if it has reached the state of ancient Chinese philosophy where mountains are not mountains.

"squeak--!"

The door of his house was gently pushed open, and a civet cat humanoid creature over two feet tall, wearing an ancient kimono, crept in. Uncle Tianhai, who was cooking in the kitchen as if there was no one around, stood in front of him and stamped his feet.

After making some determination, he took out a leaf from his pocket and planned to put it on top of his head.

"For long-term meal tickets, this is the only way to do it."

Shinnosuke was about to form a seal and cast a spell to turn into a creature that mortals could see, but he found that Fujii Shu stood up on the sofa and kept looking at the direction where he was, with confusion on his face.

Picking up the fly swatter from the corner of the sofa, Fujii reached out and hit Shinnosuke on the head with it.

"Ouch!"

Shinnosuke, who looked like a little tanuki monster, screamed in pain and squatted on the spot with his head in his hands.

"What kind of creature are you? A monster?"

Fujii thought of the folklore of the island, the tanuki with the ability to change, which is very consistent with Shinnosuke's appearance description. In the anime, Inuyasha's mascot Shippo Little Fox also looks very much like Shinnosuke, except that the shape of the ears on the top of his head is different, and almost everything else is different.

similar.

"Shu, who are you talking to?"

Uncle Tianhai in the kitchen poked his head out from the stove and looked puzzledly at Fujii, who was alone in the living room.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm talking to a friend on the phone."

Fujii used his intelligence to the limit of human beings and reacted at the speed of light. Ordinary people without plug-ins like Uncle Tianhai should not be able to see the tanuki monster in front of him. He raised his phone and dealt with it perfunctorily.

Can you see this kind of creature only after activating extraordinary characteristics?

He had guessed that it was almost the same, and made a follow-me gesture to Shinnosuke, and led him upstairs to his room.

"If you have any questions, please just ask."

Thinking of the bear he saw while camping that night, it disappeared in an instant under his nose. This civet cat monster probably wasn't the first time he saw him, but at that time, he was not aware of its existence.

"Miss Kamiya Rin, she is injured, please save her."

For the sake of his future long-term meal ticket, Shinnosuke no longer minded communicating with humans. He knelt down on the ground and begged sincerely.

(End of chapter)