Silver threads, or silver flashes, were the slightest doubts, but she understood almost immediately—she had to understand, because if she continued to be in this daze, her head might be split in half in a moment.

Besides, the situation is not so incomprehensible. After all, one of the twin swords that Soul Demon Dream originally carried cross-legged at his waist suddenly disappeared. So what is the essence of this silver thread is naturally self-evident.

Overspeeding slashes, that's all.

Because the speed exceeded the limit of what the naked eye could capture, it lost its proper form in the field of vision, and turned into a silver streamer.

In fact, even Reimu had a hard time seeing the trajectory of the blade, not because the sword light was too dazzling. Purely because of the sword of the demon dream, the speed is beyond imagination.

The moment Reimu realized what was happening, the sword wind that rushed to her face had already caused a slight tingling sensation on the girl's delicate cheeks - but it didn't matter, Hakurei Reimu wouldn't be damaged by it.

Even if you can't see clearly, so what? With a burst of intuition and instincts imprinted on her body, she was able to defend against the sword almost perfectly.

The swift sword momentum was forcibly contained by the witch in an almost incredible way, and when Youmeng saw what was blocking his Bailou sword, he couldn't help but widen his eyes suddenly.

「…… This—"

The half-spirit swordsman was silent.

The slash above the speed of sound was forcibly stopped by another force a few inches in front of the tip of the shrine maiden's nose, and something appeared on the trajectory of the sword that should have been unstoppable............ It's a wooden stick.

The description of a wooden stick is not quite accurate, it is not an ordinary wooden stick. Because there was a white paper on it, the soul demon dream knew what it was. This is an imperial coin, and it is a prop used in Shinto to worship the gods.

Although the coin itself is considered to be a condensation of the power of the gods, it is also a shame for a swordsman, and it is a shame for a sword to be caught with a wooden stick.

Reimu, on the other hand, raised her eyebrows calmly.

"Hey, I'm supposed to be the one who can't speak, okay? Why did you suddenly cut it over, what if I didn't catch it?"

What happens if you can't catch it...... Judging from the sharpness of the White Mansion Sword, Hakuri Reimu's original beautiful face that was enough to charm most men would undoubtedly become heartbreaking.

According to common sense, the shrine maiden, whose life was seriously threatened, should be furious. However, contrary to normal development, she questioned the half-spirit swordsman in front of her in a tone that was so indifferent that it was unsettling.

"If you can't catch it, you're not a Hirori witch."

Youmu looked directly into Reimu's eyes without flinching, but soon her gaze moved to the shrine maiden's right hand holding the imperial coin, and a rather bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"And, judging by your movements, you're clearly at ease, Miss Reimu."

Youmu could see very clearly what had just happened.

The Hirori Shrine Maiden doesn't know the sword, and this kind of thing is known at a glance. However, she still blocked her White Mansion Sword, relying on her amazing reflexes and brute strength.

Preemptively, the soul demon dream that should have taken the lead, never thought of killing. In her opinion, Hakurei Reimu must be able to dodge the sword she sent in front of her...... But the truth was very different from what she expected.

The black-haired girl didn't move her body, but immediately pulled out the sacrificial props from her waist, which was able to block Yume's slash - even if it didn't sound thrilling at all, it made Yumu's heartbeat slow down by half a beat.

She already had the upper hand, and after a certain distance of acceleration of the Bailou Sword, it should be absolutely impossible for Bo Li Reimu to be blocked by a wooden pole, because the inertia attached to the sword was originally a very powerful force, but her sword was still forced to stop, just because Bo Li Reimu took out the imperial coin and put it on the trajectory that the sword should be cut off.

This is not even a proper defense, Hakurei Reimu just set up obstacles in the path of the soul demon dream's attack. But even so, from the witch's delicate face that did not change color, the half-spirit girl still saw many things that made her scalp tingle.

Reimu's extraordinary eyesight, reflexes, and brute strength superior to her own.

Although the weapons in the hands of the two of them now---here Youmu thought that the Imperial Coin in the hands of Hakurei Reimu was a weapon, and in fact she now thought that anything that ran into the hands of Hakurei Reimu would become a terrifying killing weapon--they still touched each other, but the girls did not put their strength into their arms and tried to overwhelm each other. They just put their weapons together like that, and both their wrists and arms only had the strength of a normal girl, and they didn't wrestle with each other at all.

The moment the sword was blocked by the imperial coin, Youmeng didn't believe in evil and tried it once. She increased her strength to overpower the shrine maiden, but the immovable touch reminded the girl of the feeling of wanting to knock down the tree in the middle of the courtyard when she was a child...... That feeling of futility.

"Your face is a little pale...... Are you sure you don't need to go to the doctor?"

Looking at the bleak face of the demon dream, Lingmeng said thoughtfully.

At this, the half-spirit swordsman shook his head with a smile.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Reimu, I'm in good health now---I'm just a little ...... Well, it's nothing, you don't have to care."

Soul Youmu just felt a little helpless, because it seemed like it was a battle that was bound to lose.

The powerful ...... of Hakurei Reimu It's overwhelming. She had already experienced this kind of power from Mr. Fei Li for a while, but she didn't expect to encounter it again this time.

Youmu knows very well that she may not be the opponent of Hakuri Reimu. Sometimes, however, even if it is a battle that must be lost, there is no reason to retreat.

"Then there's no need for us to talk nonsense, and there's no need to test each other's strengths—let's get to an end with this."

Reimu put down the coin wearily and waved the stick, which was much stronger than it looked.

There was nothing domineering in her voice, but contrary to this lazy voice, the words that blurted out contained an undoubted strong force.

In her opinion, Soul Demon Dream may not be a tricky opponent. However, this is something to be happy about, Hakurei Reimu is not a warrior, nor is she a warrior, and she never expects any equal fight. If she could, she didn't expect any changes at all, and everyone stayed in the room and drank tea in a friendly way that was the perfect result. Even if there is a fight, she likes the kind of opponent that can be easily defeated, so ...... That's right, the weaker the opponent, the happier Reimu.

The half-spirit girl in front of her is not weak, but it seems that she will have to go through decades of training to reach her realm.

Youmu looked at the careless Reimu and didn't answer. But her wordless gesture was a clear expression of her will.

She also slowly withdrew the Baiguan Sword from its sheath, but at the same time, she also pulled out the longer Louguan Sword.

Reimu couldn't help but raise a dignified eyebrow at this.

"Oh, that's great. So what are we waiting for?"