"Drink!"

At the moment when Chu Xuan had just raised his foot and his center of gravity began to move forward, Yan Ye twisted his waist suddenly, and at the same time exhaled and exhaled force, swinging a knife as fast as a meteor at Chu Xuan's abdomen.

Although the force of this horizontal slash from left to right was not strong enough to cut Chu Xuan's waist in two, the soft abdomen, which had no bones other than the spine, was the attack part that could maximize the power of the slash.

The sharp blade can cut through the skin, fat and muscles as smoothly as slicing butter, and then the various organs and intestines in the abdominal cavity will flow out of the stomach along with a large amount of blood, enough to completely ineffective for ordinary people.

Otherwise, Nioh of Musashibo Benkei would not have been a heroic deed that has been passed down through the ages.

But at this critical juncture, Chu Xuan did not make any dodge moves, as if he was going to bear this knife with his flesh and blood.

Could it be that Chu Xuan really doesn't know any martial arts, only his mouth cannon?

But even if this was the case, Yan Ye didn't relent—or even if she wanted to, it would be too late.

In the midst of this, Chu Xuan raised his right hand slightly, and pinched Yan Ye's blade with just his thumb and index finger.

Some of the best athletes may have the same vision and reflexes, and even many martial artists have the same courage and self-confidence, but only they don't have this pure power.

In other words, until he actually saw it with his own eyes, Gui Yanye would never believe that someone could pinch the blade of a knife in high-speed movement with the power of his fingers alone.

Even Yagyu Shin's mystical meaning of "no sword" is nothing more than a perfect opportunity to rush into the arms of an opponent and control the opponent's hand holding the knife before the opponent has fully swung the knife out, or to clamp the blunt blade close to the hilt with both hands.

It is impossible to hold a very smooth and narrow blade with your fingers with the full force of the opponent with the strength of a human being.

But this impossibility has become possible in Chu Xuan's hands.

“！！！”

Yan Ye's eyes widened, and he looked at the blade that was pinched by Chu Xuan in surprise.

Just when she was distracted, Chu Xuan twisted her body suddenly, and her left fist hit Yan Ye's abdomen hard, hitting her to the barbed wire behind her with a "snap".

It wasn't until Yan Ye's body slid limply off the barbed wire that she felt a sharp pain quickly spread from her stomach to her limbs.

Her whole body shrunk into a ball of pain, and she fell to the ground twitching slightly, tears flowing uncontrollably from her eyes.

If she could faint at this time, her pain would be reduced a lot, but Chu Xuan didn't know which acupoint she hit on, or something else, which made Yan Ye feel extremely sober in pain, and she didn't feel like fainting at all.

"Stand up and continue."

Chu Xuan said very coldly, and then threw the knife in his hand accurately in front of Yan Ye, and the handle of the knife just hit the forehead of the girl who fell to the ground in pain.

"To continue? You're too cruel, aren't you?

Gui has been beaten like this by you...... Katsura, is it okay? Can you sit up? ”

The world, who was still pale because he was worried about Chu Xuan just now, hurriedly ran over, accused him of being cold-blooded very dissatisfied, and then knelt on the ground and gently stroked Yan Ye's hardly arched back very carefully, trying to alleviate her pain.

The scene of hitting people directly against the wall has only been seen in movies.

Just thinking about it, she felt pain for Yan Ye.

"The world goes away!

That's what the real battlefield looks like...... No, it's more brutal than that.

Before you die, you must continue to fight for your life. ”

Chu Xuan ordered very harshly, but even if the world was trembling with fear, it still didn't get out of the way, but bravely opened its arms in front of Yan Ye.

"Don't go! I'm not leaving!

Why do you treat Katsura like this?

Don't you like her? ”

The world was in tears and asked Chu Xuan loudly.

"Because if I hadn't blocked her attack, then the one who fell to the ground now would have been me."

Chu Xuan replied expressionlessly, and the world was immediately speechless.

"Saionji Temple...... Schoolmate...... Thank you...... But...... Please don't meddle again...... I am obligated to...... Confirm it for yourself...... Chu Xuan's strength. ”

Behind the world, Yan Ye staggered to her feet, holding a knife in one hand and resting the other on her shoulder.

"But you ......"

The world looked at Yan Ye with worried eyes, but the tear-stained girl shook her head stubbornly and pushed her out weakly but resolutely.

The faint strength coming from Yan Ye's slender palm, which was still trembling slightly, made the world's tears fall again.

But under Yan Ye's determination, she still stepped aside, covering her mouth to prevent herself from crying.

Poor Yan Ye didn't put the knife back into the sheath this time, and her remaining strength was no longer enough to use the knife drawing technique.

Yan Ye reluctantly assumed a "big upper section" knife holding posture, and raised the knife above his head with both hands.

But her limbs trembled visibly, as if even if no one attacked her, she would fall on her own in the next second.

"Hah-ah!"

Yan Ye shouted, kicked the ground with the help of this momentum, and slashed forward with all his might.

The speed of this knife was obviously not as fast as just now, but Chu Xuan still didn't choose to dodge, but rushed in front of Yan Ye with the blade on his head, and hit Yan Ye's left arm with a swinging fist, knocking her to the side.

"Woo......"

Yan Ye's pale face once again showed a very painful expression, and tears overflowed from his dry eyes.

She tried to put on an "upper" position, but her shaky left hand could no longer hold the knife at all, so she had to change to the most common "middle", but her left hand was just on the hilt.

Then Yan Ye clenched his teeth and silently rushed forward, for fear that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would vent this last remaining strength.

Just as she slammed her waist to the left and stabbed out the Juhe knife that was actually held alone in her right hand, Chu Xuan also twisted her waist to the left at the same time, sideways to avoid the sword that came straight to his heart, and at the same time a kick in her right leg slammed into the outside of the thigh of Yan Ye's left leg, pumping her whole person out and hitting another barbed wire a few meters away.

After a long while, Yan Ye dragged his left leg and stood up again.

But this time, she could only put her weight entirely on her right leg, and barely managed to strike a "lower stage" pose that resembled "eight phases".

And Chu Xuan, who was as cold as an iceberg, did not pity the jade at all, and slapped his left whip leg on the outside of Yan Ye's right leg, kicking the girl who was still holding the knife to the ground several times before stopping.

(To be continued)