The iron rod with a smooth cut in his hand and only half of it remained, giving Asakura a dream-like sense of unreality. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What a beautiful sword, what a sharp sword, what a terrible sword......"

Kirito felt the tremor of excitement transmitted to his hand by the Dark Chaser, and at this point he felt as if he was overlapping with the boy in his memory.

"Thanks for the compliment, it's my turn next......"

The interpreter stabbed out like lightning, and the Darkchaser followed closely behind him with a sword light that slashed diagonally.

An iron bridge in Asakura dodged the interpreter's direct stab, and at the same time, his body strangely shifted backwards to avoid the slash.

But he obviously underestimated the joy of the Dark Chaser seeing the light of day after being in the dust for more than twenty years, and after cutting off the long stick, the vest on Asakura's abdomen was also slashed to pieces by the sword qi.

Looking at the irregular hole in the vest, the corners of Asakura's mouth twitched slightly.

"......Ahh

Asakura's footsteps didn't stop for a moment, and after a few turns, he held the nine-section whip in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, the whip left several dark shadows in the air, and Asakura grinned widely.

"Come on......"

Kirito leaned back slightly, leaving a trace of smoke and dust in place, but the person had already appeared more than ten meters away.

The two swords crossed and slashed, and Asakura didn't dare to resist and quickly retreated, while the long whip whipped into the corner of Kirito's eyes with a screech.

The Darkchaser and the Whip sparkled with a scorching fire, and the Interpreter turned into a thorn and slammed forward with Kirito's pace.

A splash of water appeared at Asakura's feet, supporting him to retreat, his wrists shaking rapidly, and the shadow of the whip continued to swarm towards Kirito like waves.

Kirito wielded his twin swords to stop all the whip shadows, like a reef on the shore, allowing the waves to lap but not moving.

The whip shadow became more and more sparse, and Kirito took the opportunity to speed up the speed of his sword, trying to completely suppress Asakura.

And Asakura threw the nine-section whip out of a huge arc as if he was giving up on himself, so as to increase the power of the nine-section whip.

How is this possible? Kirito sneered inwardly, his sword fast enough to be pressed against Asakura's neck before the whip fell, but just in case he used the interpreter to block the incoming whip, and the Darkchaser stabbed straight forward.

To Kirito's surprise, the long whip was not drawn towards him, but wrapped around Asakura's arm at an astonishing speed, resisting the direct stab of the Darkness Chaser.

The tip of the sword was nailed to the arm guard formed by the nine-section whip, and it could no longer move forward.

Since the Darkness Chaser can absorb the characteristics of the thunder attribute chakra, Asakura also carefully inputs the water attribute chakra into it, and coats it into a jelly-like water film on the surface, unloading the huge force from the long sword.

Taking advantage of Kirito's empty door, Asakura flexibly dodged and crashed into Kirito's arms, because Kirito still has two long swords in his hand, and he is a little helpless against such a situation.

"Dang!"

Asakura's elbow hit Kirito's chest, but it had a metallic texture, and there was a tingling sensation on the elbow.

"I see, is it iron sand again?"

Asakura hurriedly retreated a few steps, as Kirito's knees were covered with spiky cones made of iron sand, heading towards his people.

Asakura had just escaped the danger of his fifth limb, and the two long swords crossed were like a pair of scissors trying to cut him off at the waist.

"Hey, don't play like that......"

In order to get out of danger, Asakura stretched out his right arm flat, and the nine-section whip popped out of his arm like a spring, and the sharp tip of the spear shot into Kirito's eyes.

The interpreter took the lead in blocking it in front of him, but Asakura was not annoyed by the fact that this move was blocked, and his left hand was against the tail of the whip and he snorted softly.

The Nine Knot Whip was turned into a steel spear by him, and Asakura swung the spear away from the dark chasers who came to help, and then calmly took two steps back and confronted Kirito.

The two gasped slightly, and then threw themselves into the battle again.

Kirito felt that Asakura was even more difficult this time, and that strange weapon was played by Asakura.

When the two swords came from two places, the spear turned into the shape of a three-section stick, and the two swords were repelled one after the other, and Asakura also took a step forward, and the three-section stick turned into a nine-section whip and took Kirito's head directly, and found that Kirito's body shook and dodged. The nine-section whip was also quickly withdrawn by Asakura.

Disrespectful and not going, the interpreter in Kirito's hand followed the direction of the nine-section whip and slashed towards Asakura. Asakura hurriedly entered the chakra and turned the nine-section whip into a spear to block above his head, and the dark chaser in Kirito's hand silently slashed at Asakura's chest, Asakura used one hand to support the interpreter on his head, and then gently pulled out his left hand, and the spear turned into two short sticks from the middle, and after the short stick in his left hand blocked the dazzling white light, a stick and a sword struck each other several times in an instant.

Finding that the battle was stalemate, no one could help anyone, and the two parted tacitly.

Kirito coped with the battle with several weapons in just a few minutes, and his mind was a little confused, and he didn't know what tricks Asakura would play in the next second.

I have to let him attack according to my habits, Kirito's brain spun rapidly.

Still thinking about it, Asakura rushed over in a zigzag route, and the direction of the spear was constantly changing with the pace, aiming at Kirito's neck for a while, and Kirito's heart for a while, giving people a sense of incomprehension.

But in Kirito's eyes, it seemed a little redundant, and as Asakura had taught him, he keenly felt that Asakura was paying more attention to his knees.

With this in mind, Kirito got ready, and at the moment when the spear stabbed, he suddenly took a step back, and the Darkchaser swiped down slightly, and easily swung the spear.

"It doesn't seem that difficult......"

Seeing the spear piercing the air, Asakura's brows rose slightly, but he took a step forward, and his free left hand reached out flexibly, wanting to grab Kirito's arm, preparing to repeat the old trick and wanting to fight Kirito closely, but the interpreter who quickly slashed him made him give up this idea.

After dodging the interpreter's slash with his head sideways, the Darkchaser followed the smooth barrel of the spear.

Asakura decisively threw away the spear, and the water under his feet carried him back to the edge of the field. The hands quickly parted and closed, and the water under their feet condensed into a large curtain.

"Water escape. The Art of the Great Waterfall! ”

Standing in the stands, Akihara Jing watched the monstrous waves surging towards Kirito, and her eyebrows trembled slightly.

"This guy Asakura has gone a little too far, this is just a guide battle, even if the water dragon bomb is counted, and he still uses this technique, it seems that this little day is too comfortable......"

A few people next to him felt a chill rise from their tail vertebrae, and after a few minutes of silence in their hearts for the senior Asakura on the field, they began to gloat.

Among them, Nobita, who had just escaped from his father's hands, laughed the most arrogantly, as if he wanted to vent his previous depression.

"I haven't seen Sister Jing's rope art performance for a long time, last time it was Hai Laobin, I'm really looking forward to it, this time I don't know if it's a ghost armor or a ...... Captain Mitarai! ”

I am most afraid of the sudden silence in the air, this sentence is extremely appropriate to Nobita's current mood.

Mitarai almost scared his soul away when his unsmiling face silently appeared behind him.

"Hmm!"

Mitarai Rin nodded faintly and shifted his gaze back to the training ground.

"Hoo ......"

Nobita saw that he had escaped, and happily patted his chest and focused his eyes on the pitch-black iron wall on the field.

Asakura was also looking at the three-meter-long, two-meter-high arc-shaped iron wall, which was condensed with iron sand at the moment when Kirito was about to be hit by the waterfall, and then perfectly resisted the impact of the water and stood there.

Asakura saw Mijin Sai Lin standing in the stands out of the corner of his eye, sighed slightly, and pulled out a kunai from the ninja bag.

"Well, it looks like we have to end this battle as soon as possible, and there are still a lot of new things for Kirito to try......"

Asakura slid rapidly across the floor, the electric light on the tip of the kunai blade becoming more and more dazzling as it moved.

He drew an arc on the training ground, ready to go around the iron wall and give Kirito the final blow.

But before he could turn the corner, the iron wall collapsed, and Kirito, who was originally protecting inside, mysteriously disappeared.

Asakura's body couldn't help but stagnate, and the word "bad" in his throat hadn't been spit out, Kirito appeared out of nowhere, two fan-shaped sword lights were reflected in his eyes, and the roar of a young man sounded in his ears.

"Double Fan Slash!"