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Is it really Chris who suddenly changed from a dying person to a vigorous and powerful person in front of him?

Not to mention others, even Roque, who is most familiar with Chris's strength, did not expect that Chris's strength would increase so much after comprehending the realm of death, it was like a different person, if Chris last night was still a strong man with a little natural strength, the current Chris is infinitely close to those "legendary powerhouses" in Roque's cognition.

Chris's Void Slashing Sword completely broke everyone's understanding of simple sword skills.

It's not just a simple power beyond imagination, this trick already contains a little "artistic conception" in it. Different from the current strength realm of the Anais Continent, the mysterious and mysterious thing of "realm" can only be seen in the documents of the distant primeval period. It is said that in that era, the division of strength was not as simple as "first order, second order" and "ninth order", but was divided into several different stages, each with a different realm mystery.

Today, due to several extinction wars, these materials have long been impossible to study, and I don't know when the new strength division level was created and spread by a certain strong person, and gradually accepted by people.

This is the origin of today's low-level, intermediate-level, and high-level strength levels.

However, although Chris's ultimate technique succeeded in disrupting the pace of the mountain man, he did not suffer much fatal damage.

After the final slash knocked the mountain man into the air, Chris finally finished the move, gasping for breath and looking like he had exerted too much energy.

At this time, the battlefield has been completely destroyed beyond recognition by Chris's blow.

"Really...... What an amazing sword skill......" The mountain man slowly propped himself up from the ground, staring at the disciple in front of him with his eyes and exclaiming.

“…… However, it still fails to knock you out. Master. Chris stared at the mountain man without squinting.

"Not being able to knock me down isn't a matter of swordsmanship. It's your problem. You seem to be doing your best to fight me, but you still hesitate at the moment. I know why you're always holding back, it's just that you can't see me like a real enemy. ”

Chris, who was told the central story by the mountain man, was silent.

"But, Chris." Raising his greatsword, the Mountain Man continued, "You must know that no matter how my past ties to you, at least for this moment, I am in your hostile position. Be merciful to your enemies and drag you into the abyss of hell. So, let's decide the winner here. Use the sword skills I have taught you as an elegy for the parting of my former beloved. ”

"Overrun Greatsword: Emperor Death Celestial Stream!!" When the man of the mountain said the name of this style, the sky suddenly turned into a dark curtain, the air was like the cold and piercing bones of ten thousand years, the earth sank, and the ancient war song sounded in everyone's ears, the song seemed to have been passed from the distant past to the present, sad and tragic, but so blood-boiling. (Recommended BGM: Warriors (Yu-Gi-Oh))

The figure of the legendary white dragon appeared on the sword of the mountain, and the dazzling blue light dyed the armor of the mountain man blue, which was the color of the sea and the sky.

"Emperor Death Heavenly Stream...... Chris recalls the first time he saw his master demonstrate this trick for him, and a sword swing turned the heavens and the earth into discoloration, and even a towering mountain was razed to the ground under this style. Therefore, this style is named "Emperor Fall", which means the fall of the Emperor.

Facing the master, who was already many times stronger than at the beginning, with the strongest sword skills as a farewell gift to himself, Chris inexplicably did not have the slightest sadness in his heart at this time.

Only pride.

This is my Master.

Juggernaut - Doristan!

Even though I can no longer follow you, I will not be disappointed.

Because......

I can lose to anyone.

The only thing you can't lose is you.

I understood this from the moment you were separated from me.

Don't want to follow your tall back forever.

I don't want to be called a "disciple of the Sword Master".

I don't want to meet you again,

But I can't even take one of your moves!

So

I also......

Chris likewise raised his broadsword and uttered the name of a sword technique that no one had ever heard before.

"Dawn Shines Night Sword!"

The pitch-black sky was violently split open, revealing its radiant colors again.

The cold breath is also surrounded by warmth, as if it has returned from the depths of winter to the beginning of summer.

The two sword lights silently collided together.

There was no expected violent collision.

There was no dancing of blood or scattered dust.

Only the one that should not have existed in the world-

Two swordsmen who represent the splendor of kendo!

……

"Huh?" Minter had just helped Sister Sista retrieve the clothes that had been dried outside, and couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the dazzling aurora-like spectacle that suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

Until a sentence came from behind him: "Hey, Sister Minte, why are you looking at the sky in a daze?" Do you remember Brother Chris? Let her blush, and then quickly come back to her senses.

"Nasty, Chelsea, when did you come back? What about Woodlaw others? Why didn't I stay with you? Minter was a little embarrassed and began to change the subject.

"Huh? Woodlaw...... Chelsea's cheeks bulged at the sight of Woodlow's name, and she complained, "That bastard disappears every time he comes back, and he doesn't know what he's doing without telling me, it's annoying!" ”

"Haha...... Looks like you're troubled too......" Minter pursed her lips and snickered.

But...... I'm having similar troubles......

……

"What happened to those two?"

"Who won?"

"I don't know, it was so bright just now that my eyes were blind."

Ignoring the whispers of the people around them, and as soon as the aftermath of the battle subsided, Roque and Leon hurried towards their arena.

"Chris! Don't hang up! We have agreed to face more strong enemies together in the future, who will stop me when you leave? Roque roared as he ran.

“…… I don't believe you're going to be so easy to do. Although Leon's facial expression did not change in the slightest, his movements were not inferior to Roque's use of the wind.

And in front of the two of them running, stood ......

Who is it?

The one who gambled on the glory of the swordsman, who won and survived,

What exactly is Chris,

Or the Son of the Mountain?

Or ......

Both end up together?

There was a crisp sword sound in his ears, and he didn't know what message it was conveying, and no one heard it clearly.