Odd Containment Specialist

The old man stabbed with his sword. Xia Shou sidestepped and at the same time drew his sword and struck back.

The two swords clashed in an instant, and after several collisions, Xia Shou knew that this old man was anything but simple.

After a simple first confrontation, the white-haired old man stepped forward and let out a loud shout!

"ha!!!"

I saw him holding his katana high, and while taking steps, he used a large upper body to press the entire weight of his body.

Xia Shou did not hesitate. He used one of his hands holding the sword hilt to hold the back of the sword and resisted with the sword.

There was a sharp and harsh roar, and the huge force shook Xia Shou's mouth numb, and he almost let go of his hands.

The opponent's strength is abnormally great!

And after the first chop was completed, the second chop was launched with almost no pause, in the same posture!

"when!"

There were two very deep cuts in Xia Shou's katana, and the clothes on his shoulders were torn apart. It was as if his shoulders had been struck, and blood spurted out.

He was obviously not hit, but there were wounds!

Superpower?

People who are pulled into the realm will have their abilities blocked, but guys in these realms can use their abilities freely?

This is so unfair!

Xia Shou gritted his teeth, bent down and rolled on the spot, avoiding the third vertical attack. The opponent's katana fell heavily to the ground, and the floor was cracked when the tip of the sword was extended by 30 centimeters.

"Sbarasi. (Wonderful)" The old man praised Xia Shou's dodge.

And An Gang Kanae, who was sitting on the chair at the end of the dojo, saw this scene and calmed down a little.

She saw that Xia Shou seemed to have no way to deal with the first head of the family. The laws of the domain greatly restricted the opponent's power.

If this keeps up, she can win!

And judging by Natsu Shou's expression, it seems that he is still very unfamiliar with Suzuka Kenkai, maybe this is his first time.

I don’t know what kind of tactical response he will make in this area in the future.

"Mr. Xia, actually, we don't have to be enemies." Angang Kanae said.

Xia Shou's entire mind was focused on avoiding the old man's attack, and he had no energy to reply to Kanae's words.

Kanahui didn't care at all about this, and kept talking to herself: "As long as you are willing to drive me to Mo Yusi's door, we don't have to fight like this, and the An Gang family will become your friends forever!"

Mo Yusi.

It's Mo Yusi again.

This is the first time Xia Shou heard this term.

In the process of constant fighting with the white-haired old man, Xia Shou's arms gradually lost strength and his muscles became weak.

Even though the scorpion spine gave him a reaction ability beyond that of ordinary people and allowed him to quickly adapt to complex and unfamiliar combat environments in a short period of time, it still could not change some essential differences.

And now he finally knew why the old man gave him such a strong sense of oppression.

This familiar sense of oppression...he had experienced it before.

When I was competing with Shangguan Yan in the ring, I had a similar feeling of powerlessness. This was not a supernatural power, but a spiritual martial art!

Xia Shou saw the opportunity, and when the opponent slashed again, he used the blade to separate, and then directly stretched out his left hand to grab the opponent's blade.

Five fingers were chopped off like carrots. Xia Shou pressed his palm against the opponent's blade, adding more resistance than nothing.

His forearm was like a tree split in two, allowing the katana to cut between the ulna and radius bones, and this also allowed him to catch the opponent's flaw for a moment.

"die!"

Xia Shou swung the knife violently with his right hand, without any skill at all. He turned the long knife into an axe, and hit the white-haired old man's shoulder hard.

The first head of the An Gang family let out a muffled groan, and from under his white beard, he let out a ferocious laugh.

Kanae breathed a sigh of relief.

This sword did not kill the family leader, so Xia Shou had no chance.

Just when the white-haired old man drew his knife and was about to launch a second fatal attack that was unavoidable, Xia Shou took the initiative to hit the opponent's drawn blade with his left hand.

The ulna of the forearm was cut off diagonally, with a sharp cone shape, and then inserted into the old man's throat.

Then, like slaying a ferocious beast, he put his whole body weight on him, and while inserting the broken bone into the opponent's throat, he pinned the opponent to the ground.

After a while, the old man on the ground stopped moving.

"Huh...huh..."

Xia Shou gasped and pulled out his "hand".

His right hand is intact, but his left hand has lost its palm and can no longer hold a knife with both hands. This will become an irreparable disadvantage in subsequent battles.

Kanae stared at the chilling man in front of her and took a gentle breath.

She didn't think Xia Shou could win.

She's determined.

It was so difficult to kill even the first person, not to mention that there were other family heads following him who wanted to challenge him.

He can't resist it, that's for sure.

But Natsume still makes Kanae feel uneasy.

He has crazy energy, unbridled aggression, and an addiction to destruction... either completely destroying his opponent, or destroying himself.

As for the price required to destroy his opponent, it was not within his scope of consideration.

Is it because you can go back in time and start over that you are so unscrupulous?

Kanae always felt that it was not that simple.

"Giggle--"

The second sliding door opened, and a young man with black hair walked out from behind the door.

He came to the body of the white-haired old man, stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and touched the old man's body as if he were touching a precious weapon.

And the moment his hand touched the corpse, the blood flowing on the ground, belonging to the old man, and the old man himself, turned into a pair of short knives with the handles connected by iron chains.

"So... can we start?" The black-haired man held the knife in each hand, and his dark eyes stared at Xia Shou deeply.

The other party spoke in Japanese, which Xia Shou could not understand, but he could clearly guess what he meant.

Xia Shou quickly glanced at the paper sliding doors on both sides of the dojo.

There are dozens of doors. Will it be over after fighting all the people here one by one?

And just now, the second person turned the corpse of the first person into a weapon, which is beyond the scope of idealistic martial arts.

In short, remember it in your mind first and sort it out after you go back.

Although the rules of this field are a bit disgusting, Xia Shou thinks it is very suitable for Su Yue.

One-on-one duel, without external factors.

It can be said that there is no place more suitable for training Su Yue than this field.

Xia Shou raised the knife with one hand and took a fighting posture.

The black-haired man came forward like lightning, with his right hand and his left hand throwing a knife!

Xia Shou tried to block both with his knife, but the opponent pulled the chain with his right hand, and the thrown short knife was pulled back like lightning, slashing across his neck.

He felt something hit his neck lightly, and then something sizzled out.

His strength was gone in an instant.

He fell to the ground with a plop and closed his eyes.