Waist strike style.

According to legend, it is a classic two-handed knife posture in ancient China.

This is a stance that is neither as swift as the drawing technique of Japanese kendo nor as dexterous and changeable as traditional Chinese swordsmanship.

The spirit sword of the sword cloth is the soul of the sword, which was originally one of the three major spirit swords in Japan, but for some reason it has become the current double-edged straight sword - the style of the traditional Chinese sword.

Therefore, because the scabbard does not have the same curvature as the Japanese scabbard, Kenya cannot achieve the traditional sense of drawing the sword.

The actions he usually made were similar to drawing his sword and slashing, but he could only do it under the premise that the Budu Imperial Soul Sword was in line with his heart.

Injecting the aura into the interior of the Budu Imperial Soul Sword can form a magic-like effect to some extent, and use this extremely clever way to accelerate to the limit of human beings.

But now he doesn't have the Budu Imperial Soul Sword in his hand, and he only has a sheath in his hand.

Therefore, he just imitated it superficially on the basis of understanding the Demon Dream Drawing and Slashing technique.

In terms of the center of gravity of the body, in terms of the force of the wrists, in terms of the posture of the back.

Combine the techniques taught directly from Kanako Yasaka and Kurama Tengu to change it.

Eventually, it came into such a form.

That's what I mentioned earlier.

Waist strike style

It is the current sword, the sword at this stage of life, the fastest posture that can be achieved.

All the power is only for the pursuit of the fastest sword.

No fancy, no light, no precursors, no reason.

It all ended in lightning and thunder.

When the thunder ends, death ends.

Death of the enemy.

If you come out with a sword, you will die.

The one who strikes at the waist is also the one who strikes at the waist - the law can rush and kill, and the sword in his hand is as fast as thunder.

This blow is the first blow of the sword. The right foot and right hand slash the snake momentum, and advance forward against the scales.

This is his strongest and fastest sword.

Swift wind and thunder

And yet all of this is ...... It's all just his imagination.

…… In the final analysis, this sword, after all, is just a sword idea, without practice and superficial inference.

Jian Ya looked at his eyebrows, which no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't take a step further, and he was only an inch away from the death hole...... This inch of distance means that it is impossible to completely defeat the brain of the Eight Intentions Sword Ya.

It's hard to kill without crushing your head.

The so-called youkai or god is so terrifying.

The current Eight Meanings Sword Ya is really difficult to classify as a monster or a god.

But at the same time, Jian Ya didn't have time to test, so he chose to attack the eyebrows.

Another reason is that he only has a scabbard in the center of his eyebrows, which is the best choice for inflicting a one-hit killing effect on the opponent.

But now, the trick has been resisted.

It was taken over by the Eight Intentions Sword Ya in some way.

No moves, no counterattacks, not even a little reaction.

In this way, his face was flat, he stood still, and let Jian Ya swing his sword and be hit.

And then he took the blow.

At the cost of a slight bleeding from his forehead, the next strongest blow from Kenya at this moment.

There was no way to make Kenya feel more disappointed, and this gap in intuitive combat power was the most exaggerated level he had encountered so far.

The same body, but it can make more exquisite controls than Kenya.

Put yourself in their shoes, and if you encounter this situation yourself, you will probably retreat.

Even if he is holding the Budu Imperial Soul Sword, even if there is an altar to the spiritual power bonus, even if there is Yakumo Purple as the backstage.

I couldn't take this attack head-on.

But the other side was different, and the guy maintained that unmatched posture from beginning to end, welcoming his own attack.

Then laughing, next this attack.

He is a swordsman who is more proud than himself.

He is a swordsman who knows more about swords than himself.

However, it was unexpected.

At this moment, Jian Ya has no fear, no fear, no thought of retreating.

On the contrary, a kind of pride was bred in his chest, and he wanted to fight with him.

There are such clever means and such superb skills in this world. And now this skill is constantly being presented in front of him as his sword skills change and improve.

I want to see it.

I want to reach a higher level.

I want to see the end of the way of the sword.

Want to know how far you can go on this path.

I want to become a swordsman who does not lose to anyone, can face any difficulties and obstacles with his head held high, and is worthy of the name.

So......

The enemy in front of you is worth fighting with all your might.

There is no way to limit it now.

Then the limit of tomorrow and the limit of the day after tomorrow will be broken together.

Plug all of life, here, face your past self, and compete with him.

Whether you win or lose, live or die, it is a battle that you will have no regrets in your life.

A battle in which the sword is merciless, and the sword is not merciful.

It's worth the sword, and it's desperate to the death.

So he took three steps back, using the same posture as the Eight Intentions Sword, and the scabbard was on the ground.

But unlike him, his whole body was already tense to the extreme at this moment.

This is the most serious battle he has fought since he came to Gensokyo.

In his eyes, there is no Yakumo Purple, there is no Xixing Temple Yuyuzi, there is no Xixing Demon who kills people and kills, and there is no dazzling sky.

There is not even an eight-meaning sword.

All he had in his eyes was the Budu Imperial Soul Sword.

At this moment, the bottom of Jian Zai's heart was clear, and there was only a sword in his eyes.

But the flow of Yamagu's body, the slight shaking of his fingers, the deflection angle of his wrist, and even the flow of aura were all clearly observed by him.

This is Kenshin Tongming.

As long as it is a sword, it can do everything and everything is fine. Within the scope of your might, you can be a swordsman and excite all the swords to the limit.

The reason why Kenya can output such a unique move as Wind and Thunder was mentioned earlier, except that his predecessor was the sword spirit of the Budu Imperial Soul Sword, which was in line with his heart.

And most importantly, nothing is possible without this premise.

That is, talent.

Kenya is not a genius of cultivation.

But he was a genius at learning swords.

At this moment, under the clarity of Kenshin, all of Kenya's five senses at this moment have been brought into full play.

But he didn't rejoice.

This is not the strength that has been cultivated for a long time, but the result of a kind of motivation generated by one's own heart, and the result of forcibly stimulating one's potential.

It's not a long-term solution.

The time limit is three moves.

After three moves, even if he is lucky enough to survive from the hands of the Eight Meanings Sword Ya, he will die soon due to overstimulation of his potential.

Therefore, these three swords are not only the limit of the Eight Intentions Sword at the moment, but also the limit of the Sword Ya.

In addition to swordsmanship and kendo, the competition between the two is also a torture of their own hearts.

Then, the two were speechless.

For a moment, the altar became deserted again.

However, even Marisa, who doesn't know anything about swordsmanship, can see that this is not the meaning of the two of them to stop.

The battle has just begun.

So, Yayi Kenya raised his sword.

There was no lightning, no thunder, no waves, not even a little sign of gathering aura.

It's just so plain, to put it mildly, but he raised his sword with a solemn expression.

The tip of the sword is towards the sword,

Swing that sword.

At the same time, Jian Ya, who was standing beside him with his sword scabbard in his hand, moved, and his body quickly flashed to the left of Ya Ya Ya.

Because the dominant hand of the Eight Meanings Kenya is necessarily the right hand, when facing a right-handed swordsman, breaking through from the left is the best choice.

Just as he was about to use his spiritual power to break through to the left side of the Eight Intentions Kenya, Kenya forcibly held his footsteps.

Quickly retreated.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the battle with the green-shirted swordsman, nor was he afraid of the sharpness of the Budu Imperial Soul Sword.

But he was really shocked by the scene in front of him and couldn't extricate himself, and he could only retreat for a while.

Because after raising the long sword, the Eight Meanings Sword also swung out the sword with a waist strike.

But unlike Kenya's sword swing that simulated the sword drawing technique, the sword light he swung.

The sword light burst out of the sword and rushed towards the sword at an extremely slow speed.

It's slow, and this sword light is much slower than the sword light used by Youmeng or Jian Ya.

But this sword light can make the sword regress.

Only because when the sword light was only a foot away from the sword, the originally narrow light suddenly magnified several times, expanded and contracted in an extremely clever attitude, and finally exploded into five sword lights, speeding away!

Out of nothing, again and again, again and again, again and again is five.

The Eight Meanings Sword turned into five and flocked to the sword.

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All the unfolding so far is all in Yakumo's plan.

At least...... At the moment, it seems that this is true.

This second-rate swordsman in the human world is taken so seriously by Kanako Yasaka and Kurama Tengu that he teaches him a technique that is far from being in the hands of humans.

Judging from the fact that they didn't know Kenya's true body, they should just pay attention to the talent revealed by this person's appearance.

But.

"It's too tender after all. 」

Yakumo pursed her lips disdainfully, although she was not proficient in swordsmanship, but due to her long lifespan, she could be regarded as having some unique insights into martial arts under the long-term accumulation of knowledge.

Even if she herself hadn't fought with her fists and feet for a long time.

In her thoughts, Kenya was too tender after all.

Think fast, think strong, it means that one hit will kill?

Too tender.

It's too tender.

Whether it was the line of footprints that he had stepped on from the blue bricks of the altar, or the thunderous sound of the sword moves he had used before.

These are not powerful symbols.

On the contrary, it shows that he is weak, very weak.

With so much spare power to set off the aura, it is better to concentrate on the scabbard to pursue a more quintessential one-hit kill.

The weaker the youkai or human, the more concerned they are about these processes.

A real warrior or swordsman, when he kills, in the end, only one move is enough.

The thorns of lightning and thunder are also thorns, and the thorns of the prosaic are also thorns.

If the end result is the death of the enemy, then why not choose the prosaic that saves your own strength?

Even so, she knew that such exaggerated and ostentatious swordsmanship was not Kenya's original intention.

This sword spirit named Kenya is just unable to manipulate the aura in a subtle way, and he uses this trick according to his unrefined assumptions.

In this way, this guy is also very remarkable.

But compared to the Eight Meanings Sword, it is nothing.

So she closed her eyes in peace of mind and pretended to be quiet and leaned on Yuyuko's shoulder.

At the same time, the brain of the monster sage began to run rapidly, and he began to think about his next step.

She only has two of these plans, which can be helplessly variable in the real sense

One is the Eternal Pavilion, Yonglin, who has a peculiar relationship with the Eight Meanings Sword, and now she has been imprisoned in the Eternal Pavilion with some kind of contract.

Monitored by the Tengu of Yokai Mountain, once she walks out of the Eternal Pavilion, she will encounter a fierce attack from the Tengu that violates the rules of the spell card.

In this way, even if she broke the contract in some way, it might take a long time to get here.

And at that time, this sword spirit named Kenya was already dead and could no longer die.

So think about it this way...... In the end, there is only the second variable left.

Thinking of this, Yakumo Purple quietly opened a gap.

Take advantage of the time when these five sword lights are eye-catching, take advantage of the time when no one notices.

Said to Shikigami on the other side of the gap

"How's it going? 」

"Blue. 」

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The sun was about to set, and it was already dusk.

Yakumo Blue, one of the great monsters and the nine-tailed fox with the reputation of being the strongest monster, is standing quietly in front of the beast path leading to the Nameless Hill at the moment.

Since receiving Yakumo's order, she has been standing here like this for two whole days.

For the past two days, she neither ate nor drank, so she stood here silently and quietly, carrying out Yakumo's orders without any complaints.

It wasn't right to say that she was standing here boringly, in her hand, in that right hand hidden under the robe, she was holding something from Yakumo Murasaki.

Even now, she still hasn't forgotten her master's solemn tone and performance at that time, it was the first time in a long year that Yakumo Lan gave such an order to herself.

"Don't die. 」

"Your mission is only to stand in the middle of the beast path and stop the people who are coming. 」

"You don't have to engage in normal barrage battles or verbal communication with her, she is not something you can stop at your level at this moment. 」

「…… In a sense, even I can't stop her now. 」

"So, your task is only to stall for time on the premise of making sure you survive. 」

"What I give you, use demonic power to stimulate it when necessary. 」

"Then, run away. 」

"Run away as best you can. 」

"Otherwise, Blue, you're really going to die. 」

Honestly, how can I say it is better?

At that time, Yakumo Blue's mind was blank, and he didn't know how to answer his master's concern.

Because neither she nor Purple has any precedent for joking about this kind of thing.

The two of them know this kind of thing best.

Something had to be done......

Lan thought in his heart.

She is a purple god, she was, is, and will be, this is fate, and it will not change.

And when Shikijin carries out the master's orders, he can be blessed by the master's power, so the power will be stronger.

Consider that the nine-tailed fox itself is one of the pinnacles of the monster.

As long as the command is executed, there should be no accidents.

However, Lan didn't want to fight like that at the time, and when she handed her such a thing, she clearly felt the sadness of Lord Zi.

When she knew the nature of such a thing, she also knew why her master had such an expression.

This is a place that she can't reach, an area that she can't reach.

Suddenly, a sense of loss fell over her shoulders.

I want to share something.

I want to make Pursaki-sama smile again.

So Lan came up with a great idea, but didn't tell Yakumo Murasaki.

On this basis of buying time, take that enemy down...... If you overfulfill the task in this way, you can make Purple Lord happy, right?

There will never be such a sad expression again, and there will be no one quietly hiding in the room crying.

So she patted her orange head gently as well, and left the house under the eyes of her master and her own Shikigami.

But soon, she was laughed at by her idea.

For she saw a figure approaching from a distance.

With the superior eyesight of the monster, Lan quickly saw the other party's true body clearly.

That's why she felt ridiculous about the unrealistic idea in her heart.

In Gensokyo, or in the world.

There have been many good deeds, even the barnyard family, they have all lined up the powerhouses of Gensokyo, and they want to rank high.

In particular, I want to know who is the strongest in Gensokyo.

Unfortunately, this ranking has never been conclusive.

In addition to the experience and longevity that humans cannot compare with youkai, there is another important factor.

No matter who is ranked, two characters are inevitably involved. There is a lot of pain between the top and the first and second on the list, and they all hurt their brains for these two.

The quarrel between them about who is stronger never stops.

But due to the different levels of identity, I never dared to let them compete.

Even today, after the implementation of the Spell Card Rules, there have been very few battles between them.

At the same time, it is also a very interesting thing, these two characters have the same umbrella to represent their own identity.

The first of them is the Yokai Sage of the Yakumo family, who has been famous since the establishment of Gensokyo, and is a veritable big youkai - Yakumo Murasaki.

The umbrella in the hand is more of a weapon than a living utensil, and it also has many wonderful uses in barrage warfare. When Yakumo Blue was a trainee god, he spent a lot of time walking around with this umbrella on behalf of Yakumo Murasaki.

So she agrees with this herself.

The second is also holding an umbrella, but instead of an umbrella, she has a parasol.

This is the explanation of Barnyard Aqiu, and the more specific difference between the two, as a youkai, Blue is actually not clear.

But she only knew that the one who was slowly walking towards her now was the big youkai with the strongest title in Gensokyo alongside her master.

No, it's not appropriate to stand side by side.

Although it is very uncomfortable, I have to admit that only from the perspective of a monster, the other party is more like a monster than his owner.

A veritable youkai among youkai - the pinnacle of the big youkai.

Not one of them.

Yakumo Lan clenched his hands hidden under the Dao robe and stared at each other intently, just like this, step by step, stepping lightly on the beast path.

The woman, with green hair, holding a delicate parasol, and bright red eyes, made her look particularly beautiful and stunning.

There were sunflowers blooming behind her.

She walked all the way.

The flowers bloomed all the way.

Behind her was a field of flowers, a field of flowers that had moved with her footsteps.

It wasn't Hanada who brought her beauty, but she gave Hanada life.

In this way, the flowers bloomed to the darkest corner of this Gensokyo, bringing a ray of dawn to this nameless hill that has not seen the light of day.

She is like the brightest sun in this dim twilight, pouring the sun into all parts of the world.

She blooms after a hundred flowers bloom.

Reading this, Yakumo Lan softly called out the woman's name.

The name of the strongest youkai in this Gensokyo.

"The wind is fragrant. 」