"Ahh......h That's a ......."

Even away from the center of the battlefield, Kuro was still reeling from the aftermath of the blast. Protecting the shivering little girl behind him, Kuro was hit by the fragments of the building earth and stone shot out of the blast after protecting the vital parts, and suffered insignificant damage.

There was no sign of a tavern ever being here, and even if the battle between the two was not deliberately aimed at anything, the power contained in each move was enough to change the terrain. Fortunately, this dilapidated and cheap tavern was still some distance from the town, and since Wren's frenzy, the people in the tavern who still cherished their lives have fled with all their strength, and the duel between them has not affected the other poor creatures.

However, the solitary moon-shaped sword qi that flew out from the center of the battlefield smoothed out the two mountains in the flight trajectory without any reduction in its momentum!

"Hmm...... Hehehehehe, that's great. ”

Kojiro, who was swept away, rolled on the ground to offset the impact, and the chic uniform at the beginning looked embarrassed at the moment. As long as it doesn't affect the battle, Mr. Kojiro doesn't have much attachment to his appearance. Even though he was embarrassed, he still wore a calm and elegant smile.

The lethal sweep did not have the desired effect, and the reason for this was the two scabbards that lay across Mr. Kojiro's waist. The combat gap between Kojiro and Ren is not obvious, with the former being superior in skill and the latter far superior in strength. Wren, who dodged the slash, caused the spear to deviate from its proper trajectory, and the direction of the sweep was also incorrect, and the destiny in the battle, perhaps the heavens favored this handsome swordsman, and the expensive scabbard was destroyed at the cost of most of the power.

Two or three broken ribs were just injuries of this magnitude, and it was obviously not enough to extinguish Mr. Kojiro's rising fighting spirit.

"It's great to meet someone like you!"

It was a heartfelt joy, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented enthusiasm. It was some kind of accident or necessity, since he was a child, he followed the old man who did not teach him kendo and lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and his swordsmanship was completely realized by that rare talent for thousands of years.

Kojiro's hometown is a country famous for its swordsmanship, among which there are countless strong people and countless schools of swordsmanship. Perhaps it is precisely because of its many schools that there are so few real practitioners that there are few who can gradually confine the infinite kendo to that narrow swordsmanship theory, and when Kojiro goes out of the mountain with the swordsmanship of the mountain nomura, there is no one to compete with.

Kojiro can understand that his victory is not only because he is stronger than them, but also because these swordsmanship schools are not good at actual combat, which makes his wild swordsmanship take advantage of the loophole.

Kojiro and Wren are the same kind of people, they only have knowledge about combat in their heads, and the difference between them is that Wren has suffered too much darkness in this mortal world too early, and under his calm and even indifferent appearance, he is the most unstable bomb. And Kojiro didn't come into contact with these boring things, he just devoted himself to studying his swordsmanship, even if he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for the rest of his life, there was nothing wrong with him. Therefore, he has not been contaminated with any red dust karma in his life, and has already reached the realm of the mirror to stop water, and therefore, his existence has no meaning to this world.

What prompted him to go down the mountain, or maybe he could still see this man as a human being of flesh and blood, maybe he only wanted to compete with the strong.

It was some kind of accident or necessity, and Wren was the first "strong man" he encountered. There are many people in the hometown who are stronger than Kojiro.,Even in this world,There are many people who are stronger than these two.,Yet! If it's not for this man, no!

The sword is roaring!

If there is a destiny in this world, the man you meet for the first time is your destiny!

Ordinary people always seem to scoff at all kinds of incredible things that the protagonists in various stories will encounter, thinking that it is just the product of scripts and fantasies, but there are no accidents in this world, and there are just inevitable encounters, like two comets in the sky, the forces of each other are intertwined and affect each other, and finally meet or even collide!

"Hehehehe, what's the matter, I haven't fallen yet, come, attack it."

The clear voice couldn't suppress the high fighting intent, Kojiro with the double sword in his hand tried to ignore the impact of the injury on himself, he was not a swordsman of the second sword, in his case, the second sword was more like a blinder. Against an opponent who wields a spear, the slightest distraction can affect the outcome of the battle.

So, what's next? Do you want to show your amazing thrust again, or do you want to go on a long game? Or do you have a method of warfare that you can't predict? It's really exciting!

“————”

Contrary to Kojiro's excitement, Wren did not make the slightest move.

The wound from the aftermath of the slash on his chest began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his right arm, which was forcibly changed by the trajectory of the gun and was tragically consumed by the force, recovered in a short time after Kojiro shouted that this was a trick.

His right hand, which was temporarily weak, drooped slightly, but Wren did not show any signs of attack, he just looked at Kojiro calmly.

"Hey, what's wrong, after using a wonderful spell, you don't even have the strength to fight?"

Saying this with a smile, Kojiro wiped the blood that overflowed from his mouth with the back of his hand nonchalantly.

"Hey, do you want to delay your recovery, I can wait for you...... Cough...... Ahem, huh?! ”

Maybe it's yourself who wants to delay the time to recover your strength, but what's the matter with the blood that can't be suppressed? The strength of his whole body disappeared like the sea at low tide, and he didn't even have the strength to support Kojiro to stand up, so he fell to his knees weakly.

Blood?

At some point, his clothes were infected with blood, and the reason why his strength was withdrawn was because of blood loss, his abdomen was cut open, and his organs flowed out along with blood......

Kojiro looked at Rayne's calm gaze, ah, it was looking at the calm of a dead man.

The first shot, the thunderous thrust, I thought I had dodged it, but in fact, my body had already been cut off by the blade......

"Yes...... What...... Is that so...... It's me...... Lost......"

With a satisfied smile, Kojiro Tsuda fell.

Wren calmly looked at the end of this swordsman, without any emotions breeding in his heart, this is his daily life of Wren, there is no need to know the reason for fighting, there is no need to know the name of the other party, for the person who fights, either life or death, this is the only ending.

Sticking the spear into the ground, Wren walked towards Yihuang.

"I'm back."

Before he could recover from the shock of the battle, Wren woke him up with a punch, and then walked towards the harbor without looking back.

It was only at this moment that clouds gathered again in the sky, and a slight breeze struck, and the spear stuck in the ground, the blue body of the spear turned into ice chips and dissipated into the wind.

At the same time, not far from the battlefield that had long since been razed to the ground, someone crawled out from under the hidden dust, and the man who shook off the dust rubbed his messy hair. The man with his face covered in dirt yawned, looking lazy and unable to wake up.

He walked over to the place where Kojiro had fallen, and a little seriousness appeared on his lazy sleeping face.

"One blow...... Is...... Got in trouble. ”