Chapter Fifty-Three: The Fighting Spirit Is Strong

"You don't seem to be in the groove yet?" Uno Hanari held his sword and pointed at Duke, "Are you awake now?" ”

"I'm just very confused, you are called the most merciful of the Lingling Court...... Why is this so? Duke asked the question in his heart, as the captain, it is not surprising that the strength of the flower is strong, but this powerful way in front of her is obviously incompatible with her own personality. Duke can accept a ghost path that is powerful, instantaneously powerful, and even has a bug ability in the sword of the Demon Dao, but this kind of acceptance can't be accepted in front of him.

"Merciful...... I'm just a man of the worst sins! Uno Hanari laughed at himself and said to Duke, "If you can beat me, I don't mind answering your questions." ”

"What if I lose?" Duke asked very shamefully, he was brought here by Uno Hanari to have an inexplicable battle, and he was resistant in his heart. Lose or win, fight without goal and meaning, he doesn't care if he wins or loses.

"If you lose, please die here!" As if seeing that Duke had no intention of fighting, Mao Zhihualie said solemnly, not as if he was cheating.

"I don't really have much interest in your past, but...... Meaningless death won't work here, it seems to be serious! Duke held his breath and stared, and his high fighting spirit soared into the sky.

"The best!" When Duke's fighting spirit reached its peak, Uno Hanari slashed at him again.

The two swords collided, and Duke secretly said that it was not good, which was different from the previous swordsmanship that was strange and ruthless, difficult to dodge and difficult to prevent. This time, the sword moves of the flower were fluttering out of the dust, light and subtle, he did not adapt to the changes of the other party, he was a step slower to collect the moves, and immediately fell into a disadvantage, and was soon overwhelmed by the fickle offensive.

Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite!

Duke was pressed back dozens of steps, and hurriedly recited Dugu Jiujian's heart to save the scene.

Fortunately, Dugu Jiujian is worthy of being the strongest swordsmanship in the world of martial arts fusion, Duke made a preemptive move, and reversed the situation within three moves. Under the shocked look on his face, Duke's longsword slashed through the air, and with a flick of the sword, it picked off her thrust, followed by a sword slashing down her right shoulder.

Choking ————

Mao Zhihualie collected his sword in time, and after the two swords collided, both sides retreated more than ten meters and held their swords on guard. Mao Zhihua Lie looked at Duke in disbelief, no matter what kind of move, Duke could find a flaw at the moment of the shot, obviously a defensive counterattack, but it was more like taking the lead. At this moment, she finally understood why the Ghost Yan City Sword Eight would choose to solve it before, it was really because she was helpless and was beaten too aggrieved.

"The swordsmanship you use is unheard of in the Corpse Soul Realm, and I, who have mastered all schools of swordsmanship, even have swordsmanship that I have never seen." Uno Hanari sighed with emotion, and healed his injured shoulder with one hand. As the captain of the medical team, he recovered from his injuries in a short time, and the white blood-stained feathers were weaved, revealing skin as white as clotted fat.

"This world is very big, what's so strange about not seeing my swordsmanship?" After Duke waited for the flower to recover, he instantly appeared in front of her and slashed down, which was regarded as returning her hand for not pursuing before. A proud swordsman will never be grateful for the mercy of the other party, and they will give this mercy back to the other party and inflict stronger damage.

In the face of Duke's powerful slash, Uno Hanari spun slightly on his heels, and half of his body flashed. Then the back of his left hand was attached to Duke's slashing knife, and the seemingly petite and weak body burst out with an irresistible force, and his wrist flipped and pushed away the sharp blade with one palm.

"What?" Duke was amazed by the method of the flower of the mao, this hand seems to be easy, but in fact it requires the tempering of countless battles, only the calm in the face of danger, and the extreme confidence in himself can do it.

Although kendo is a science of how to use weapons, more importantly, it exercises the practitioner's ability to judge and think. When facing the enemy, let go of the fears and distractions in your heart. In addition, the judgment and prediction of the opponent's mentality and behavior formed in the course of the battle can make oneself calm and confident, know oneself and know the enemy, and then adopt the strategy of defeating the enemy. There is no doubt that Uno Hanari is such a kendo master.

Brush!

Mao Zhihua Lie did not retreat but advanced, facing Duke who opened the middle door, from the bottom up, and slashed out diagonally. Before the knife arrived, the chill of death struck first. Duke retreated in one step, narrowly avoiding Bai Lian, who was close to his chest, and Sen Ran's sword intent cut through his clothes, leaving a faint trace of blood.

"Your swordsmanship seems to be defending first and then attacking, and you can't help but be able to attack more than cracking your opponent's moves." Uno Hanari seemed to see through something, and broke the way.

"No, Dugu Jiujian has broken all the swordsmanship in the world, there is no advance or retreat, the moves are all attacking, and the enemy has to defend...... My swordsmanship has not yet reached home, so naturally I can't exert one-ten-thousandth of its power. Hearing Mao Zhihualie say this, Duke was unwilling to be silent, if it wasn't for the fact that he hadn't practiced at home, he would put you in one hundred and eight postures in minutes, and let you sing conquest.

"How can there be such swordsmanship in the world?" Mao Zhihua Lie didn't believe it, if Dugu Jiujian was really as Duke said, she could break all the swordsmanship in the world, then wouldn't her name of eight thousand streams be a tragedy to the extreme.

After speaking, as if for verification, Mao Zhihualie struck first, and a long sword flew up and down in her hand, dancing impenetrable. Between the changes in swordsmanship, secret swords of various genres emerge one after another. Sometimes it is as strong as a pine, as fast as the wind, and unfathomable; Sometimes it is wide open and closed, majestic, and domineering; Sometimes it is like a raging storm, endless, and urgent; Sometimes insidious, vicious, weird, and tricky.

However, even if Uno Hanari tried his best, he was helpless. Duke is like a boat in the ocean, and I will not move even if the wind and waves are strong. A Dugu Nine Sword sweeps, splits, dials, cuts, sweeps, slashes, and swoops, as simple as the sword theory, always expects the enemy to be the first, takes advantage of the void, and comes first.

'Why...... Why is it that no matter which school of swordsmanship I switch to, he can easily crack it...... Is there really a sword theory that breaks through the world's swordsmanship? So what's the point of me claiming to be 8,000 streams? Am I just a frog at the bottom of a well? ’

The more the fight became, the more chaotic it became, and the sword moves of the flower of Mao gradually failed, and the self-confidence was also lost. In the end, Duke's simple sword seemed to her to have infinite changes, and behind each sword she saw endless shadows. I don't know how to attack, I don't know how to make the next move, and the heart of the kendo of the flower is messed up......

"It's now!" Duke strode in front of U no Hua Lie, and the raised long sword slashed down with an indomitable momentum! The blade sliced through the skin and sliced through the flesh, and the fierce blood splashed in front of Duke's eyes, and the flower was slashed by him, and he fell to the ground.

With a low snort, it took a long time for U Zhihua to stand up with his sword, the wound across his chest and abdomen was very terrifying, and there was occasional spring under the scattered clothes, but it was a pity that the beauty that should have made people swallow and spit was under the rolled flesh and blood, and it couldn't make people feel it at all.

"It's really a perfect opponent, maybe you are the only one in the Corpse Soul Realm who can make my Dugu Nine Sword go further......" Duke half-squinted his eyes and slowly woke up from his epiphany. Dugu Jiujian is not heavy-shaped, not confined to the restrictions of tricks, but more concerned about the user's state of mind. This set of swordsmanship is not something that can be mastered by rote memorization, and it is necessary to completely forget the moves to do whatever you want, and exert its power like flowing water.

The world of death plays with ability, and there are very few strongmen who rely on swordsmanship to fight, Duke thought that Dugu Jiujian would come to an end in this world, but he didn't expect that there would be a cow like Sister Hua...... He is proficient in so many genres and can feed him, what a good person!

"It's the perfect opponent indeed, and I don't know how long I haven't felt such a fight! 500 Years ...... Or a thousand years...... Or longer? Uno Hanari once again recovered his injuries with Hui Dao, and an extremely bloodthirsty and belligerent smile appeared on his originally ruthless face: "I chose to cultivate Hui Dao so that the pain in my body would not affect the battle. In order to enjoy the fun of fighting more when fighting strong people like you. ”

"Uh, Sister Hua...... You've accidentally exposed your age! Duke complained, and at the same time secretly frightened by the greatly changed style in front of him. What followed was an inexplicable sense of fighting, and as she said, such a fight was intoxicating.

"You're excited, aren't you?" Uno Hanari chuckled, as if he was pretending to be high before laughing at Duke.

The battle-spirited Duke didn't reply, a haughty smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he swung his knife and fell. After several battles, Uno Hanari showed her amazing combat qualities. When it comes to kendo, she has a myriad of attacks; In terms of defense, she is also one of the best among captains, and the spiritual pressure is extremely difficult to break: more importantly, she is proficient in the return path, no matter what kind of fatal wound can be quickly healed, and can maintain an advantage in a long-lasting battle. Faced with such an opponent, Duke was so excited that he could barely control himself.

"Ignorant Divine Merry Dragon!"

Let the heart be as dark as nothing, let the moves be as clear as the light, let the body be compatible with nature like a shadow, and finally listen to all the voices and cut everything with the wind of God. Infinite sword intent was wrapped in a violent wind, and under Duke's will, it destroyed everything in front of him with impunity.

"That's it, my sword was made to fight people like you!" The Flower Flame Spirit pressed straight upward, spreading throughout the Infernal Being, and the strange arc of the slashing sword slashed out countless sword qi, and met the dragon in the wind head-on.

Jiaolong is a swordsmanship that elevates the basic movements, skills, and body of kendo to the extreme, and can only exert its power when the three are combined. Undefensible and unstoppable are its characteristics. However, this time it was contrary to Duke's expectations, and his dragon was defeated!

Mao Zhihua Lie, who is proficient in countless schools of swordsmanship, is not a rampaging beast like Kenpachi Kenpachi, nor is it a parallel commodity that relies on brute force like Kenpachi in Ghost Yancheng, every blow of her sword qi seems to have her own thoughts, walking on a route that cannot be considered with common sense, relying on exquisite and unparalleled swordsmanship, and forcibly wielding out Jiaolong. Let the inevitable blow become futile.

"Take me one more trick...... Ignorant Divine Merry: White Tiger! ”