I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

"I really want to see you, Master!"

The male student with dark blue curly hair held a vermilion magic spear and stabbed the woman in the light with lightning speed. The speed, power, and movement were exactly the same as when Lancer attacked Rider, which could even hurt the servant. A blow.

However, such a blow was easily blocked by the woman in the light.

"You greeted me so warmly when we first met, my disciple."

Accompanied by an elegant and magnetic voice, the light dissipated, revealing the woman's true appearance.

A golden figure that has been tempered for thousands of times to maximize strength and beauty. Her long red hair sways with the wind of the gun, like a burning flame. Although his face was covered by black gauze, his pair of magical eyes that exuded the brilliance of the abyss still firmly attracted everyone's attention.

The moment she appeared, the shadow seemed to have come to life, crouching docilely at her feet. She was the master of the shadow, the aloof queen.

The red magic gun was stopped less than one centimeter from her chest, and was firmly held by her right hand.

"Didn't you teach me this way of greeting?"

Shen Er applied more force with both hands, and the Vermilion Spear moved forward a little.

Master Scathach gave Shenji all-round instruction, including training in dealing with sneak attacks. During those three months, almost every day, Scathach would attack when Shen Er didn't expect it, and Shen Er suffered a lot from this.

"Haha, that seems to be the case. If you remember this so clearly, you won't forget the homework I didn't assign in the end."

Scathach let out a chuckle, put his left hand on the gun body, and stopped the gun tip just before it touched his body.

"When we meet again, you must have grown up enough, and you must persist under my gun for at least ten minutes."

"of course I remember--"

The blue light of magic sprouted from Shinji's hands and spread forward along the red gun body - it was clearly one of the core skills "Magic Release" that Scathach taught him back then.

Scathach had anticipated this, and at the same time released his own magic power, red magic power that matched the vermilion spear.

The red and blue magic powers collided with each other, bursting out a small storm, and the resulting impact also made the two men facing each other take a few steps back at the same time. This collision of power and magic ended with Scathach letting go.

Shinji, who took back the weapon, continued: "——Since I dare to summon you, I have naturally completed my homework and exceeded my limit."

"Oh?" Scathach stretched his body, showing off his perfect curves and suffocating pressure, "Why did you overachieve?"

"I don't just have to hold on for ten minutes, I also want to defeat you now. The next step is to go to the Kingdom of Shadows to defeat the real you!" Shenji lowered his center of gravity, pointed the tip of the gun downward, and pointed the tail upward. His whole body seemed to be ready to go. cheetah.

"Very good, my disciple should have such momentum."

Scathach did not put up a posture like Shenji, but casually stretched out his hand to hook the boy opposite.

"Then what are you waiting for? Come and hand in your homework!"

"as you wish--!"

Before he finished speaking, a little red light came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon.

The dragon's teeth were pointing at Scathach's throat. Although he was a master and a disciple, his attack was merciless.

Scathach tilted his head slightly, leaning against the edge of the red spear to avoid Shenji's thrust, and rushed forward with the intention of shortening the distance and grabbing Shenji's arms.

The latter was already on guard, and with a flick of his wrist, the stab turned into a sweep.

Scathach's knees bent at the same time, and while he ducked to avoid the gunfire, the momentum of his forward movement increased instead of decreasing. He came in front of Shenji like a ghost, grabbed Shenji's neck with one hand, and punched him in the abdomen.

Shenji's expression remained unchanged, and the hands holding the gun swung around to exert force. Suddenly, the forward-stretched spear was held in a vertical position, and the handle of the gun pointing toward the sky just blocked Scathach's hand and grasp.

However, all this had already been predicted by Scathach, and the moment his hands were blocked, he immediately firmly grasped the handle of the gun.

It turns out that the throat grab and abdominal punch were just feints, and her real purpose was to be careful with the gun in her hand. In the previous confrontation, Shinji was able to take back the weapon because he held it in the wrong position. This time everyone is on equal terms, and it will be difficult for Shinji to regain his weapon.

Shenji still remained calm, not at all anxious about being put at a disadvantage. Ever since he became a disciple of Scathach, he has been suppressed by his master ten or eight times every day. He has long been used to it, and it is not surprising to be suppressed one more time now.

And he is no longer the same person he was ten years ago. He just gave her a slight upper hand, but was still far from winning.

The eyes capture the movement and the brain analyzes and calculates. Move your hands up and down to cut the opposite wrist, move your feet forward and attack its lower body. The quick response and decisive action made Scathach, who had always been strict, show a look of approval.

Of course, praise is praise, and Scathach will not give up the advantage easily. It is her fighting philosophy that any battle should be taken seriously, even if the opponent is a disciple she has high hopes for.

The arms and legs wrapped in black tights were like four flexible snakes, entangled with Shinji's hands and legs.

Immediately afterwards, a battle began with the handle of the Vermilion Spear as the battlefield. Since the battlefield was within a small distance and both sides were familiar masters and disciples, their attacks and defenses were extremely rapid, making it dazzling and dizzying. People with slightly weaker eyesight may not even be able to see their movements clearly, such as hiding in Matou's house. Medea, Fujino, and Kirie watched the master-disciple fight through a crystal ball.

"What on earth is going on? Isn't that the servant summoned by Shenji? Why did they suddenly start fighting?"

Medea said she couldn't understand what was going on.

Originally, Shinji suddenly wanted Medea to be used as a bait to lure the Lancer and the Master to separate, so that he could snatch the Lancer's Noble Phantasm and summon the Servants. The strategy was already weird enough, but he didn't expect that there would be something even weirder.

You must know that even she herself, who was infamous as the "Witch of Betrayal", started a fight with her master without even meeting her - it was because she failed to summon the Servant she wanted to summon, so she was furious. But shouldn’t we just start fighting? No matter how you say it, they are all servants, and they are all your own fighting power. Moreover, this servant is not simple at first glance.

"Sa~ I'm not very sure either." Kirie spread his hands and shrugged, "But I'm sure that Shinji and Sakura know this servant. Just look at their expressions."

At this time, the crystal ball just projected Shen Er's face. He was smiling, a smile that was filled with excitement, darkness and bloodthirsty. Although the face facing him couldn't be seen clearly, the same emotion could be read in the eyes that became more and more intense.

"That person -" Fujino, who opened his magic eyes, looked at the two people on the screen carefully, and after a while he said hesitantly, "- is most likely Shinji and Sakura's teacher. Although he couldn't see it clearly. It’s very clear, but some of her actions just now seemed to be ‘women’s self-protection skills’.”

“Nani???”

Kirie and Medea looked at me and I looked at you, their expressions can be described in one word - confused.

PS: Er Ye is such a good student. When he sees the teacher, he always thinks about handing in his homework. As expected of someone from China, doing homework is deeply rooted in his instincts - well, actually Er Ye is looking forward to when he can hand in his sex work.

PS2: La la la, it’s the adulterer’s birthday today, please give me some rewards.