"Tsk——!"

In the end, the night lantern, which was not as precise as Panish's under the control of spiritual power, was ruthlessly pushed away by the reaction force under the dimming of the silver light on the pitch-black long sword.

Panesy chuckled, "If you're so reluctant, do you need me to put some water on you?" ”

"No, you don't!" The night roars.

In the glimmer of splashing spiritual power, the clenched teeth of the night and the complacent Panesy swung their swords at the same time again.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

"Momentum can't be increased by roaring, right?"

While bursting with the momentum of ghost screams and chuckles, he slashed with barely synchronized movements, the simplest basic movements, without a trace of hesitation and a slash. The blades collided with each other and were bounced back, and Ye Yu took a step back slightly to remove this force, and then made a gesture of pulling, and picked up with all his strength from the right side!

Panesh shook her head slightly to express dissatisfaction: "There are still too many small movements, why are your fingers rubbing the hilt of the sword?" You're a pervert, you don't even let go of the hilt of your sword. ”

"You can find it all? I'm just adjusting the feel...... So what! ”

The snapping blades slipped slightly, and Nightshade strode sharply, slamming her shoulder into Panish's chest.

The blow did catch her off guard, but Panishy also made a move that surprised Yeyu as she retreated.

She unloaded the power of retreat, using her body as a fulcrum, turning the power to her legs and lifting upwards. A nice kick and a merciless kick in the belly of the night.

The two of them retreated to the rear, each unloading the strength of their bodies.

Fortunately, Panich felt less pain as a spirit. Ye Yu was miserable, he covered his abdomen, his face was a little pale, but he still grinned reluctantly.

"How's it going, I'm improving, right?"

Compared to the unilateral suppression during the first combat training, at least Yezhu can barely beat you back and forth now.

“…… Reluctantly, laugh what a smile. Panich pouted in displeasure.

Ah, tsundere, tsundere.

The smile on Yexi's face became gentle.

That's momentum...... The power of willpower and imagination? Convey the belief to the conjured weapon, to the sword that is my doppelganger, and tell this sword that we must win.

Because, we want Panich to say to us coquettishly and cutely, "Ernie sauce, I like you the most!" ”

"Oh oh !!!"

It was just a brain supplement, and the suddenly excited night sword unconsciously let out a strange cry again, and the pitch-black long sword in his hand also bloomed with a far brighter light than before.

The bright golden eyes of the night were shining, as if they were burning with something hot, and Panich couldn't help but lift her spirits to deal with it.

What's going on, taking the wrong medicine? Panishy was puzzled.

But Paneish's distraction didn't last for a second longer, and in the blink of an eye, the long sword of the night was already in front of her.

"Blink Raid!?"

The night tree, which teleported in front of Panish, held her breath and gathered all the strength of her body to place it on the sword.

A slight wrinkle appeared between Panish's beautiful eyebrows, and she gracefully drew a flirtatious moon, striking at the long sword of the night from below to above!

Instead of the fireworks caused by the weapons coming together, tiny silvery shards splashed in the air.

Nightshade saw the right moment, and as Panishy pushed it up, he stealthily drew his sword back.

The blades staggered with the unsettling sound of porcelain scraping, tearing a straight streak of light between them. Nightjaw was picked into the air by Panish, who couldn't stand the strength and fell forward.

"Shi Lezhi?" Panesh asked softly.

If he tries to gain a foothold in his place, Nighttime will be attacked by Panish, who has already regained his condition, enough to subdue him.

"No, it's a routine."

Yeyu smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

He was still flung to the ground by the inertia of gravity, and in the corner of his vision, Panesy was standing firm.

Sorry, Panish. I still can't change these little actions.

Yeyu smiled indifferently, his master said that the skill of killing is ever-changing.

It is impossible to assassinate the target with a single tendon, and when the first plan fails, the second plan must be quickly used. If the second plan also fails, start the third one and continue until it succeeds.

If a single action can catch people off guard if it is carried out to the extreme, then many small actions that are taken to the extreme can also work, right? Or rather, it depends on how well the night is blending the skills of the past with the skills of the present.

Ye Yu instantly melted the pitch-black long sword in his right hand, turning it into pure spatial spiritual power. At the moment when his back touched the ground, the right hand placed under him was the first to touch the ground, and an ethereal glow bloomed at this moment!

"Space Fracture!"

The surging power erupted in the palm of his hand, and the powerful propulsion supported Yezhu's body, like a dragon going out to sea.

Ye Yu sharply lifted his right foot, and with the blessing of the explosive propulsion, the kick was as fast as the wind. The toes of the boots shimmered slightly, illuminating Panesil's indifferent little face from below.

It's a modern martial arts, backflip kicks.

It wasn't Panesh who taught him, but Yelu learned it in his previous life.

Even if the body falls backwards, he can force his body to stand up in the middle of the combat technique, and save the night cup several times during the assassination mission.

Although after crossing over to the continent of Helset, it was not used in combat training in the royal city or in the actual combat in North City. But these combat moves have long been ingrained in the bone marrow, and most importantly - Panesy has not seen this trick yet.

Even if you can't entrust everything to this blow, it's no joke to bless the kicks that bless spiritual power and propulsion.

For Panish's trust in strength, Yelu kicked her jaw to the end without hesitation.

"Barely qualified, but still a little bit."

Panish's voice is still so leisurely.

Even in this critical situation, Panich's eyes were still full of indifference. She twisted her upper body with an unchanged expression, trying to avoid Yezhu's kick, but her overwhelming inertia in the confrontation had not yet subsided.

The tips of the night's shining toes can kick Panesy in the unsuspecting jaw in the next moment.

"There are still too many small movements, and they need to be changed."

Panesy held the blue sword in her right hand, and her body that had not yet stood firm moved slightly to the right.

However, no matter what kind of slash Panishy uses again, Night's kick will definitely be faster than her, as long as the kick is faster than her.

- What?!

Panesy reversed her sword, gripping it like a dagger.

Her purpose was not to slash, but to meet the right leg of the night with the handle, not the body.