I formed the strongest swordsman group

I tried my best and wrote until 2 o'clock in the morning, but I still couldn't write 1.2W... QAQ

Although I failed to complete the heroic declaration of "explosive update 1.2w" yesterday, I have written 1W words anyway, and I should be able to make friends with you (Leopard headache crying.jpg)

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Although waves of reinforcements from the enemy have come, Xiaoshi and the others, who are now in full swing, do not fear them at all.

Especially Xiaoshi - Affected by Qingdeng's feat of breaking into battle just now, Xiaoshi now only feels his blood is boiling, as if there is a fire burning in his chest.

Only fighting can slightly suppress the burning flame in his chest!

In Xiaoshi, who was in an extremely excited state, almost every time a knife was made, a member of the barbarian team would definitely fall to death.

The members of the anti-barbarian team who counterattacked were firmly suppressed by Xiaoshi and others.

There is no need to worry too much about the battlefield on Xiaoshi's side. Even if no one goes to support them, they should be able to defeat the enemy in front of them.

On the contrary, it was the situation on Qingdeng's side that made Anthony feel very worried.

He turned his head and said anxiously to Kiryu who was standing beside him:

"Hey! Kiryu! Don't just stand around here! That man with a long spear looks very strong! Tachibana Qingdeng has already been suppressed by that guy! If you keep fighting like this, he's going to lose! Hurry up!" Go help! With your ability, you can kill that guy with a long gun with your eyes closed, right? (French)"

Anxious, Anthony subconsciously spoke his mother tongue.

They all relied on Qingdeng to reverse the extremely desperate situation.

Since Qingdeng has shown such great kindness to them, Anthony can't just sit idly by Qingdeng's current danger no matter what.

Anthony even thought about going into battle himself, assisting Qingdeng with his revolver, sneaking a cold shot at Suehiro or something.

However, his marksmanship is so poor that Anthony has no confidence at all in not accidentally injuring Qingdeng when Qingdeng and Suehiro are wrestling together, so he can only give up the idea of ​​"stepping forward to support himself".

And...at the moment when the battle was not over and a considerable number of enemies were still attacking, Anthony didn't dare to walk around in this chaotic battlefield casually.

"Mr. Kiryu!" Mai Kinoshita also quickly walked to Kiryu's side at this time, and cast a pleading look at Kiryu, "Mr. Angoulême is right, go and support Tachibana-kun!"

"..." Kiryu, who had been watching the battle between Qingdeng and Suehiro from a distance with a blank face, fell silent after hearing Anthony and Kinoshita Mai's request.

It wasn't until a moment later that Kiryu whispered to Anthony in fluent and extremely standard French:

"...Anthony, take it easy. (French)"

After saying this to Anthony, Kiryu switched back to Japanese:

"Young master, you also calm down."

"The situation on Mr. Ju's side is not as bad as you think."

"Anthony, you made a mistake just now."

"Mr. Ju is now suppressed by the guy with the spear...but he is far from the point where he must lose."

Kiryu's eyelids sank slightly at this moment.

"Don't worry, if it really comes to the time when I have to go out to save the battle, I will immediately step forward to support."

"But before I actually meet this moment... I want to take a good look at it first."

"Look at how this young man can perform in the face of such a powerful enemy..."

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——Komuro-kun and the others are busy dealing with the counterattacking enemies, and they will definitely not be able to come to support me in a short time...

After dodging another stab from Suehiro, Qingdeng observed the others fighting from the corner of his eye.

——Saito is almost exhausted, just dealing with the few enemies who are attacking him has made him quite exhausted, and he probably won't be able to help me anymore.

—In other words, I have to defeat this guy alone...

Qingdeng raised his gaze, and stared at Suehiro, who made another straight stab at him, with incomparably dignified eyes.

Suehiro is now like a fort.

The wind shear in his palm is his shell.

The ultra-wide attack range allows him to stand in place with ease, poke Qingdeng with the wind, and occasionally use the "sweep" attack, while Qingdeng can only be beaten passively.

With such a wide attack range, Suehiro still has plenty of time to dodge.

Qingdeng estimated that if he wanted to rush to the position where his sword could hit Suehiro... it would take at least 1 or 2 seconds.

Such a long time is enough for Suehiro to retreat a step or two with ease, reopen the distance from Qingdeng, and then attack Qingdeng with his spear.

If you can't get close, you can't launch an effective attack on Suehiro.

Failure to launch an effective attack on Suehiro... means that defeat is only a matter of time.

Although Qingdeng can rely on "Lonely Dan" and "Eagle Eye" to continuously avoid Suehiro's attacks, his physical strength is not unlimited.

There will always be times when he is physically exhausted and unable to dodge Suehiro's attacks anymore.

——Think about it...

Qingdeng said to himself in a deep voice.

——Is there any... a way to get close to this guy...

Saito, Komuro and the others are now powerless to assist Qingdeng in dealing with Suehiro, but their fighting has held back the members of the anti-barbarian team who counterattacked, making these people unable to support Suehiro, so that Qingdeng can concentrate on To deal with the powerful enemy in front of you.

With his eyes wide open, Qingdeng tried his best to watch Fengshe's waving trajectory, trying to find any flaws that could be exploited.

After careful observation, Qingdeng really discovered something worth noting.

Suehiro's main attack direction has always been Qingdeng's chest, stomach, etc., as long as he is poked, he will only be left with half his life, even if he does not die suddenly on the spot.

But—from time to time, Suehiro would lower his gun a bit, attacking Qingdeng's lower body, trying to injure Qingdeng's leg.

——Download...

Qingdeng, who noticed Suehiro's aggressive style, chewed the word "lower hand" in his heart.

A bold strategy... at this moment emerged from Qingdeng's mind.

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In the battle with Qingdeng, he thought that the winner could be determined quickly, but unexpectedly, he became a stalemate with Qingdeng—this made Suehiro feel a little impatient and unhappy.

Like Qingdeng, Suehiro has been watching his companions' battle situation from the corner of his eye.

Although his companions have an advantage in numbers, they are far inferior to Xiaoshi and the others in terms of momentum.

Xiaoshi's group of people, who are as imposing as a rainbow, each counts one as ten and ten as hundreds, and has gradually suppressed his companions.

If this continues, his companions are afraid that they will lose.

Can't go on like this! We have to get rid of this Juqingdeng immediately, and then go to support others!

Suehiro, who didn't want to spend precious time on Qing Deng's body, his wind cut also became "anxious" along with his mood.

--calm……

Qingdeng took a deep breath of the cold air.

His eyes were firmly locked on the tip of Fengshe's spear, and his mental concentration was so high that Qingdeng didn't even blink his eyes.

—Calm down...wait...wait...

Qingdeng no longer wanted to rush up to Suehiro's god every time there was a gap between Suehiro's attacks as before.

Instead, he put all his body and mind on dodging.

Suehiro didn't notice that Qingdeng's style of play had changed.

Thinking of killing Qingdeng quickly, he kept frantically flicking the wind shear in his palm like whipping a whip.

The sharp tip of the spear that keeps shrinking and piercing is like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, showing its ferocious minions to Qingdeng.

The gun head skimmed over Qingdeng's side, scraping the feathered fabric on Qingdeng's flanks.

—Calm down...wait a minute...

The barrel of the gun that swept over just missed another cut in Qingdeng's chest.

——Not yet...wait a while...!

If you continue to do this, you will undoubtedly lose.

Therefore, Qingdeng, who made up his mind to take a gamble, waited.

Waiting for the best time to practice the strategy that just came out of his mind.

If his strategy is successful, then he will be able to get close to Suehiro in one go!

It's too late, but it's fast.

The opportunity Qingdeng had been waiting for...has come!

Suehiro, who had been attacking Qingdeng's vitals just now, suddenly took a step back, slightly opening the distance between him and Qingdeng.

Immediately afterwards, he lowered his body and slightly lowered the center of gravity of his body. At the same time, he also lowered the tip of the wind cutter in his hand, pointing the tip of the gun obliquely at the ground.

After smoothly completing the change of the spear's posture, Suehiro stabbed at Qingdeng's right foot!

Seeing the point of the gun coming straight towards his ankle, Qingdeng's eyes immediately burst into dazzling light.

Same as what he observed.

From time to time, Suehiro would attack his lower body!

--coming!

Qingdeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Staring at the gun head that was stabbing fast!

At the moment when Fengqie's spear was about to pierce his right ankle, Qingdeng gritted his teeth suddenly, made a wrong step, and turned his body to one side.

The moment he dodged to the left and dodged Suehiro's stabbing attack, Qingdeng spotted the position of Fukiri's spearhead, and then raised his right foot high——

Boom!

A small muffled sound exploded.

Qingdeng's right foot stepped on the tip of Fengqie's gun, which he could not take back in time in the future, and stomped the tip of Fengqie's gun firmly on the ground!

At the moment when he successfully stepped on the lightning bolt of the wind-cut gun head, Qingdeng raised his left foot again, and used his left foot to step on the gun barrel.

Qingdeng's current state is that his whole body is standing on Suehiro's wind cut!

Immediately afterwards, in the next instant, "standing" became "running" and "jumping".

Qingdeng, who stepped on the wind, ran two steps towards Suehiro holding the gun along the slender gun shaft!

When he rushed to the roughly middle part of the gun barrel in one breath, Qingdeng lowered the cat, and after quickly accumulating full strength in the back and abdomen, he quickly released the strength accumulated in the waist and abdomen, and his whole body bounced up like a spring !

Qingdeng leaped from the gun barrel, and fell straight towards Suehiro!

When he jumped into the air and fell towards Suehiro, Qingto raised the knife in his hand high.

What? ! Suehiro's two eyes, because of the extreme shock, opened their eye sockets as if they were about to burst.

Qingdeng's counterattack came quickly and suddenly.

He never thought that Qingdeng could approach him in such a way!

Oops!

Suehiro subconsciously wants to take back the wind shear, and use the wind shear to block the leaping Qingdeng.

However——it was too late to return to defense.

Qingdeng's body and knife...had fallen!

Aidou held his sword high in the upper right stance, and looked down at Suehiro below with neither sad nor happy eyes.

Raising the saber in his hand and dropping it, Qingdeng aimed at Suehiro's head with the gravity brought by his falling body, and swung a powerful oblique slash!

"Hmph...!" Seeing this, Suehiro gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and jumped backwards with all his might.

The blood scattered.

Suehiro jumped back in time, avoiding Qingdeng's fatal blow.

Qingdeng's blade failed to smash Suehiro's head, but sank deeply into Suehiro's left shoulder.

The severe pain from his left shoulder stimulated Suehiro's head.

He growled like a beast, and then kicked Qing Deng's soft belly with a kick.

Qingdeng had already landed on the ground at this time, and after seeing the whip kick Suehiro threw at him, he quickly discarded the sword that was stuck in Suehiro's left shoulder and was now extremely difficult to pull out, and folded his arms to form an "X" shape, and blocked Suehiro's throwing leg.

Suehiro's legs hit Qingdeng's arms hard, and the tremendous force made Qingdeng feel that his arms were about to lose consciousness.

Unable to resist this huge force, Qingdeng staggered a few steps backwards, then fell heavily to the ground face up.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Suehiro screamed as if he wanted to vomit out his own internal organs.

The blade of the knife sank deeply into the left shoulder...the pain can be imagined.

The blood on the cheeks and lips disappeared, the body convulsed uncontrollably, and cold sweat broke out.

The blood dripping from the wound dyed most of his body red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He knelt down on the ground, handed Fengqie to his left hand, grabbed the handle of the knife embedded in his left shoulder with his right hand, endured the severe pain that almost made him faint, and pulled out the knife inch by inch out.

After pulling out the sword and throwing it away, Suehiro grabbed his left hand a few times vigorously.

Qingdeng's blow just now directly broke the bone in his left shoulder.

His left arm can no longer be raised for the time being...

Oh shit……! Oh shit……!

Looking at the hideous wound on his left shoulder, Suehiro gritted his teeth, breathing heavily from his nostrils and between his teeth.

Juqingdeng... I really have you...!

Thinking back to the scene where Qingdeng sprinted on the barrel of his gun just now, and then stepped on the barrel of his gun and jumped over and severely injured his left shoulder, Suehiro felt extremely angry.

Based on the medical level of Japan in this era, his left shoulder is likely to be irreversibly damaged.

Thinking of this, Suehiro's breathing became more and more heavy uncontrollably.

However, while feeling angry, Suehiro also felt a little... fear.

Normal people...would they think of such a way of jumping directly on the enemy's gun?

If the enemy reacts quickly enough to throw you off the gun in time, you will be dead!

Suehiro took several breaths in a row, adjusting his breathing which had become extremely disordered due to the severe pain in his left shoulder.

Just at this time--

"...Ha...hahahaha..."

One after another low-pitched laughter passed faintly into Su Guang's ears.

Suehiro, with an uncontrollable look of astonishment on his face, raised his gaze, and cast his gaze to the direction where the laughter came from - Qingdeng who was kicked by him just now and is still on the ground.

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——Ahh... this guy with a long spear is really powerful... I thought I could kill him with the blow just now...

Qingdeng, who was lying on his back, firmly grasped his fists a few times.

His arms, which were a little numb just now due to hard-wrapped Suhiro's whip legs, have gradually regained consciousness.

The surprise attack just now failed and failed to deal with Suehiro smoothly.

But the strange thing is—Qingdeng didn't feel regret or loss at all.

——Is this the so-called "death fight in which all the muscles and nerves of the whole body are tense"...

No matter in previous life or in this life, this is the first time that Qingdeng has experienced such fierce fighting that makes people dare not even breathe.

Concentrate on, the whole body is tense, not daring to have the slightest carelessness or distraction.

Adjacent to death, any small mistake may lead to irreversible consequences.

Thinking wholeheartedly about how to defeat the opponent in front of you.

Racking his brains to think about the strategy to defeat the enemy.

Anxiously waiting for the best time to counterattack.

All of the above experiences were something Qingdeng had never experienced before.

At this moment, Qing Deng only felt in his heart...

There is a strange sense of pleasure!

Looking back on the past, Qingdeng has never experienced such a hearty and hearty feeling that his blood is on fire, whether he has achieved brilliant results in the big exam that determines a person's life, or achieved enviable achievements in certain fields. The joy of getting up!

——Thinking back carefully... Just now when I led Saito into the enemy formation, and rushed left and right among the enemy groups, I also felt this feeling that the blood in my whole body seemed to be on fire...

——Haha...hahaha...

"...Ha...hahahaha..."

Qingdeng's heart and lips both involuntarily let out low laughter at the same time.

He put his hands on the ground and slowly got up from the snow.

While standing up, Qingdeng casually grabbed a knife beside him and dropped it. At this moment and here, in this battlefield that has just undergone a large-scale bloody battle, the most indispensable thing on the ground is scattered scattered all over the place. style sword.

Suehiro, who was still kneeling on the ground, raised his eyes little by little as Qingdeng slowly got up, and his gaze changed to looking up at Qingdeng.

Suehiro's mouth... now slowly opened into an "O" shape.

On the pale cheeks, slowly emerged an expression as if he had seen something unbelievable.

He... is laughing...?

Although Qingdeng's face at this moment is expressionless at first glance.

But after looking closely, you can see that the corners of Qingdeng's mouth are slightly raised.

There is a faint smile on the pupils of the eyes and the corners of the mouth.

A frenzied smile...!

Suehiro's body subconsciously leaned back slightly, trying to stay away from Qingdeng at this time.

He felt a strange aura emanating from Qingdeng's body.

In the past, Suehiro often felt the powerful aura from some masters, such as the master who taught him spear skills.

However, the aura he felt from those masters before was completely different from the aura exuded by Qingdeng at this time.

The aura of the former is the aura of a strong man, and it is an aura that makes people unable to bear the fear.

And the latter's aura... brought Suehiro a sense of powerlessness.

A sense of powerlessness standing at the foot of a high mountain and looking up at the peak that goes straight into the sky...

This sense of powerlessness, for some reason, made Suehiro feel a surge of fear in his heart.

This sense of panic uncontrollably appeared and gathered on Suehiro's face.

However——before this wave of fear gathered into shape, a stern light flashed from Suehiro's pupils.

What are you doing? ! What is there to be afraid of! Didn't you put life and death aside when you decided to devote yourself to the "great cause of fighting against barbarians"? !

The angry shout that came out of his heart, like a blow to the head, stopped the expression of fear that was spreading on Suehiro's face.

... Suehiro silently let go of his right hand that had been covering the wound on his left shoulder, raised his wind knife again, and stood erect on the vast snowfield again.

At this time, the night wind that had stopped suddenly after the start of the battle tonight suddenly blew again!

The falling snow blown by the night wind slapped Suehiro's face, which still had a lot of fright in it.

He raised his left arm with great effort, held the gun with both hands, and put on a posture with the tip of the gun pointing obliquely at the ground.

"...The Treasure Institute."

"Suehiro Moritoyo."

Suehiro, who didn't dare to look down on Qingdeng who was exuding a strange aura anymore, solemnly declared his name.

Hold on to your title——in a duel among samurai, it is a signal that you value your opponent and that you will go all out!

Seeing that Suehiro presented him with the samurai etiquette, the mad smile on Qingdeng's face intensified a bit.

He quietly put the knife in front of him.

"Natural mental flow."

"Orange green board."

The moment they both saluted the samurai, the two moved at the same time!

Suehiro swung his wind blade from bottom to top, stirring up layers of snow scattered on the snowy field!

And Qingdeng slashed out the knife from top to bottom, rolling up snowflakes flying in the air!

Under the snowy night, swords and guns collided in mid-air.

The air waves sent out scattered the falling snow all around!

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Another person, almost at the same time as Suehiro, sensed the change in Qingdeng at this time.

When Qingdeng just stood up again, Kiryu, who had been watching the battle from a distance, frowned suddenly.

As if he wanted to deeply imprint every scene he saw next into his mind, he held his breath and stared at Qingdeng in the distance with a solemn face.

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——Ahh... It seems that the injury to his left shoulder is more serious than I expected.

Qingdeng, who had never dared to confront Suehiro head-to-head before, suddenly dared to take Suehiro's gun head-on at this time, was to test how much strength Suehiro had left now that his left shoulder was injured.

Although Suehiro's left hand could barely grasp the gun, it was obvious that he could no longer use his strength.

Although he was very excited, Qingdeng's mind was still calm.

Suehiro, who had only one arm left, was no longer as strong as him—one after another, brand-new strategies against the enemy emerged from Qingdeng's mind...

Suehiro's shrieking scream when his shoulder was injured just now naturally attracted the attention of all the members of the fighting team who were still fighting.

Seeing that Suehiro was injured, many members of the extermination team wanted to come to support and assist Suehiro.

However, Saito, Komuro and the others are not air. The members of the Kobari team noticed that Suehiro had been injured by Aoto. Of course, they also noticed the exciting good news almost at the same time.

Their morale was further boosted, and they clung to the members of the barbarians to prevent them from disturbing Qingdeng.

Suehiro, whose arm had been crippled, was no longer as good as before, no matter in terms of power or speed.

But—Suehiro didn't flinch in the slightest.

Rather, he played even more aggressively than before.

Because he knew in his heart that the time now was not on his side.

With such a huge wound on his left shoulder, if the fighting time is prolonged, the increasing amount of blood loss will cause his strength to decline further.

Suehiro frequently uses footwork to push towards Qingdeng.

But Qingdeng was not in a hurry or impatient.

Qingdeng still had a faint mad smile on his face, while continuing to dodge Suehiro's attack, he observed Suehiro's spear carefully as before.

Suehiro's current strength is not as good as his - this made Qingdeng think of a new way to break through Suehiro's defense and get close to Suehiro's body!

Qingdeng took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.

Then narrow your eyes slightly and concentrate.

call……!

Ahead, Suehiro swung the long spear in his hand again, and the long spear pierced directly at Qingdeng's chest!

Qingdeng clenched the knife in his hand, and quickly switched to the lower right stance holding the knife.

After Suehiro's wind cut entered the best position, Qingdeng swung the knife in his hand diagonally.

Target - the tip of the wind-cut gun!

Qingdeng's knife accurately cut the tip of Nakasuehiro's wind from the side.

A huge force spread along the wind-cut gun shaft to Suehiro's arms.

Suehiro just felt as if a fast horse hit his wind cut.

If his arms were intact, Suehiro would certainly not be afraid to compare his strength with Qingdeng.

However, there are no "ifs" in this world.

With only one arm left, Suehiro was completely unable to compete with Qingdeng in terms of strength.

The swords and spears of the two touched for only a moment, and Suehiro's wind was bounced away.

The wind that was bounced off was raised high upwards, and Suehiro almost couldn't grasp the barrel of the gun.

The moment he successfully flicked Suehiro's wind away with his sword, Qingdeng stepped on his back foot and rushed straight towards Suehiro at the highest speed he could achieve so far!

Sue Hiromoto tried to take back the bounced Fengqie to make a defense, but now he was single-armed, and he no longer had the strength to catch the Fengqie back before Qingdeng killed him.

So, he simply abandoned the gun, put his right hand to his left waist, and pulled out the knife from his left waist.

And when he just drew out his saber, Qing Deng, who rushed to him in one breath while the door was wide open, had just chopped out his saber——

clang!

Suehiro narrowly and dangerously caught between the lightning and flint, lifted the knife that had just been drawn out of its sheath, and blocked Qingdeng's chopping.

"Hmm...!" Suehiro, who could only hold Qingdeng's arms with one arm, felt as if his body was being crushed little by little.

Seeing Suehiro parrying his attack, Qingdeng - didn't show any expression or emotion.

He only silently and quickly launched a change move!

He, who was wrestling with Suehiro, suddenly dodges to the left, dodging to Suehiro's left side with a knife, and withdraws from the wrestling.

Suehiro, who didn't expect Qingdeng to dodge suddenly, failed to pull back in time, and his body fell forward by virtue of inertia.

In the blink of an eye, Qing Deng quickly took a half-step sideways to the side, switched to a stance where it was easier to exert strength, and held the sword in the lower left section.

The tip of the knife flew close to the ground, and then soared into the sky!

The blade slashed from bottom to top, deeply sinking into Suehiro's body.

"Ugh...!"

Suehiro lowered his head, looking at the blade that had been embedded in his belly.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But when he opened his mouth, all he spit out was blood foam and words with unknown meanings.

After a brief struggle, the eyeballs began to roll back.

Immediately afterwards, his head seemed to be pulled by his rolled-back eyes, and he also fell backwards.

Suehiro's body fell heavily to the ground, stirring up clouds of snow and mist.

The aroused snow mist floated in the air for a while, and then sprinkled like light dust on Suehiro's body, which was gradually losing its vitality.

【Ding! Scan to talent]

At the same moment when Suehiro fell to the ground, the cold system sound crossed Qingdeng's mind.

[Successfully copied talent: "Fitness\