(a)

"That's what I'll say about your question. ”

In the Red Devil Pavilion at dusk, Nalan Twilight leaned against the wall, and Sakuya, who was defeated in the competition, said:

"Single, single means, whether offensive or defensive. ”

"It's great that you can manipulate time, you can speed up, slow down, pause, play. And then? What did you do after manipulating time? You took a knife and stabbed your enemy. ”

"I have to say, it's like running Pac-Man with the world's top supercomputer – if you don't understand it – yes, you're wasting your talent, Sixteen Nightsaki. ”

"When you encounter an enemy who can't be stabbed with a knife, like me, you basically have nothing to do. Don't say stop at ten seconds, I'll just give you a whole year to stop, and you won't be able to kill me. You're a human, Sakuya, and it's your own path of choice. Then you should know that you will never be the kind of monster that can knock down a mountain with one punch. How much you can do in those ten still seconds depends entirely on how good the guy in your hands is...... I don't want to say that throwing knives aren't powerful, they can be powerful in some cases, but when they don't come in handy, you need more means of attack, in other words, more weapons. ”

"It's like...... Guns or something?" Sakiya asked.

"No," Nalan waved his hand, "that's the only thing you don't need." ”

"Why do people use guns?" he continued, "because guns can reach where they can't reach with their fists, but you can teleport, the range advantage is meaningless to you, and too heavy equipment can drag you down." You need knives, good knives, exceptionally good knives, lots of exceptionally good knives, various types of exceptionally good knives. Do you understand what I mean, Sakiya?"

"You're going to be a blade warrior. ”

(b)

"Whoa!"

Youmeng's eyes widened, she never thought that this knife jump would be blocked, and she didn't expect that it was the maid who played with flying knives all day long...... In the absence of a stop time!

The light green spiritual power collided with the blue light that suddenly condensed, and the hot wind that blew up the dust on the steps and blew the branches of the dead trees around it. Seeing that the confident blow failed to succeed, Youmu only smacked his mouth twice, and then stepped on the hot wind and jumped away from Sakuya's side. Holding her twin knives, she made a beautiful flip in mid-air, and with a "click", she fell back to the lower level of the stone steps.

She looked up and looked back at Sixteen Misaki and the ...... in her hand Sword.

Youmu had never seen a sword like it: the hilt was a silver-white metal rod with intricate patterns carved into it, and the body of the sword was a condensed beam of light, blue, blazing, pure, energy blade, without any physical components. This sword, if you had to call it in one word......

"Lightsaber?"

Youmeng muttered.

"You could say that. "But I'd rather call it a plasma shaped cluster, which isn't strictly light, it's high-temperature plasma - you can think of it as a flame, but a compressed flame." ”

"There is a magic crystal in the hilt of this sword, and a lot of magic is stored in it. The entire sealed Mithril hilt is divided into three layers, the outermost layer is insulated, the middle layer is carved with a miniature magic circle that controls the energy output, and the innermost layer is used for energy storage...... All in all, it's a new weapon made by Master Pache using the magic techniques of the world. ”

Sakuya pointed to the lightsaber in his hand, as if he was selling a thermos cup, and introduced it endlessly, and he was stunned for a while, and he didn't understand a word.

"Stop, stop!" Youmeng made a pause gesture, "Anyway, it's a sharper sword......, right?

"Plasma, and the word 'sharp' is also inappropriate. Sakiya smiled, "It's 'scorching', it's cut by temperature." Well, for you, it's really a 'sharper sword'. ”

"I always feel looked down upon......"

Looking at Sakiya's contemptuous smile, Youmu frowned and pursed her lips.

"Hehe, there's nothing to do...... Sakuya laughed, "hummed", shook the lightsaber in his hand, and said:

"So, let's move on!"

Even if this sentence was a declaration of war, Youmu didn't have much time to react, because after Sakuya said this, he directly moved in front of her and slashed at her head with a sword.

"Zila!"

The Louguan Sword covered in spiritual power collided with the lightsaber, making a rather piercing sound. For a moment, sparks flew everywhere, and the two sides held each other with swords, fighting each other with strength, and no one would take a step back.

"It can intersect with my sword without being damaged, your Louguan sword is not a mortal thing!"

In the face of Sakiya's heartfelt or insincere praise, Youmeng shouted unceremoniously:

"Of course! This thing that keeps slashing Louguan sword doesn't exist at all!"

"Hehe, don't talk too much!"

Sakuya said, pressing his free other hand to the hilt of the sword, holding the sword with both hands, doubling the force. Her arms trembled slightly in the fierce competition of strength, but she still had a relaxed smile on her face, and she only heard her say:

"The person who keeps slashing Louguan sword is standing in front of you now. ”

"Hah, joke!"

Youmeng let out a loud shout, and the light on her body suddenly burst out, and immediately a violent and fierce spiritual power poured into her arms. With this power, Youmu easily suppressed Sakuya, forcing her to retreat step by step. Sakuya saw that something was wrong and was about to retreat, but she didn't expect this cold wind to whip her back, coming quickly and fiercely, without warning.

Sakuya glanced back, and sure enough, he saw the clone formed by the half-spirit of the demon dream, holding the short knife, the Bailou sword, and slashing at her with an expressionless face. At this moment, there are tigers in front and wolves in the back, and there is no way to advance and no retreat, and there is almost nothing to do. It was foreseeable that if she gave up the fight with the demon dream and turned to deal with the demi-spirit, then she would be cut down by the demon dream in front of her, and if she left the half-spirit alone, the knife in its hand would fall on the back of her head the next moment.

Youmeng's flanking tactics are almost perfect, but the same move can't work twice against the maid.

"I've seen this trick of yours!"

Youmeng didn't expect, never expected, that Sakiya would directly put away the lightsaber and let her hold the sword forward - in this way, she panicked. It's like pushing a wall and the wall suddenly disappears, and the person pushing the wall will definitely pounce on the front and smash it. Even if it is a practitioner like Youmeng, it is difficult to adjust in a short period of time, so he can only follow the inertia and rush forward with great reluctance.

In that very short moment, Youmu saw Sakiya turn to her side slightly, and easily dodged her uncontrolled advance. Then she saw the blades, numerous, strangely shaped, coming out from under Sakiya's clothes.

"Maid's Secret Technique: Blade Storm!"

Sakiya spun around, and a whirlwind of blades devoured Youmu and her half-spirits.

(c)

"Hah...... Ha ......"

The cost of a mistake on the battlefield is significant.

"Ahem...... Ha ......"

Youmeng leaned on the Louguan sword, knelt on one knee, his face was pale, and he couldn't stop wheezing. There were small knife wounds all over her body, as if she had just rolled down the knife mountain, but fortunately she didn't hurt the vital point. The blade sliced through her delicate face, and blood stained her colorless skin, dripping down her chin, dripping to the ground.

Her half-spirit was sent several meters away, transformed back into her prototype, and lay on the upper steps, unable to get up again. The Bailou Sword fell next to it, and for a while, it couldn't be taken back......

"Click", "Click", "Click"

Sakiya moved his hands and feet slightly, and even though there was a crisp sound of metal colliding, like a brand-new killing machine. Youmeng raised her head, glanced at the maid's new look, and laughed miserably:

"Hah, this ...... Is that your full form? Sixteen Nights Saki Night ......"

"Almost, right?" replied Sakiya with a shrug of her shoulders.

The gloves on both hands are equipped with retractable three-edged claw knives, the same style as the Wolverine, the outer side of the arm is a combat cutlass that bends towards the elbow, and the inner side is a spring hidden blade, which is perfectly hidden under the maid's suit when not in use, and the elbows, knees, and toe caps are hidden short spurs for elbow, knee, and kick strikes, the edge of the skirt is hung with a ring-shaped blade that can be used to spin or be pulled off as a dart, and the torso is protected by dense bladed chain mail, which, when activated, suddenly shoots out sixteen long knives from the chest, back, abdomen, and waist, damaging enemies in the vicinity.

The above is Sixteen Nightsakiya's new full-body suit - Battle Maid MK3. The all-titanium built-in combat suit, designed by Nalan Twilight and built by Pache Li, is now fully open, which makes Sakiya look like a metal hedgehog.

"Wearing this kind of maid clothes, you ......" Youmeng said with some difficulty, "aren't you too heavy?"

"The weight is okay," Sakiya said as she tiptoed to adjust to the feeling of the new equipment, "The joints are protected by weight-loss magic, and the large equipment has also been weight-reduced, and all of them are not much heavier than your two knives." ”

"Hah...... I can't stand it......"

Youmeng smiled helplessly, then stood up tremblingly with the Louguan sword on his hand. The blood continued to drip down and merge into a small stream on the steps, which flowed slowly downward. Sakuya looked down at her bruised appearance and said:

"Is that good, Youmeng, even if you admit defeat now, no one will blame you!"

"Nope. ”

Youmeng pulled out the Louguan sword inserted into the stone steps, held it with both hands, put on a posture, and said:

"If I back down here, I'll blame myself. ”

"Really?"

Sakuya shook her hand, and with a "bang", the lightsaber in her palm lit up. She held the sword in one hand, slowly raised it, pointed it at Youmeng's face, and said:

"Let me remind you first, if you are cut by my sword, you will die!"

"What's that!" Demon Dream shouted disdainfully, "If you are slashed by my sword, you will not only die, but you will also become a Buddha on the spot!

"Fully armed ......"

"Ghost ......"

Sakiya raised the sword in his hand, as well as the sword in his whole body, bent his knees, and sprinted towards Youmu below.

And Demon Dream, the Louguan Sword in her hand once again glowed with brilliance, this time, it was blue.

"Soul carving!"

"Future Eternal Doom!"

Silver and silver, sword blade to sword blade, one sword hundred slashes, ten thousand swords piercing the heart, the moment the sword light intersects, the victory or defeat has been decided.