Chapter 509: Return to Your Original Intention and Become a Shura Yaksha! (3/4 guarantee, please subscribe!) )

"Angry? For the sake of you're also a swordsman, let me see what you're capable of? ”

Abel motioned for baby-5 to retreat, and he pulled out Qiushui, a national treasure of Wano Country with 21 works of this big fast knife.

This was clearly an attempt to compete with swordsmanship.

Otherwise, if he uses all his skills, the process will be too boring.

It will also waste this opponent that is hard to meet.

The other party still didn't say a word, but rushed over with a long sword in his hand and swung out a sword.

"It's too slow, but the strength is good."

Abel easily blocked it with autumn water in his hand, but the opponent's wrist was a little numb.

A flash of shock flashed in the eyes of the sturdy man, as if he didn't expect the other party to have such a strong physical fitness at such a young age.

Both speed and strength are above him!

But

Swordsmanship is not only about speed and strength, but also about skill and will!

The sturdy man's face became serious again, and then he clenched the long sword with both hands, did not retreat, but advanced, and struck back to his body again.

And the autumn water in Abel's hand is still accurately blocked.

This time, although there was still a huge amount of power coming, because the strong man was holding the sword with both hands, when the power of the shock was transmitted back, it was no longer as difficult as just now.

"It works!"

His undefeated experience in 3,000 duels in the bullfighting arena gives him an unrivaled ability to react on the spot, and he will not panic when he encounters any tricky opponent, but will respond calmly and calmly.

So in the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves like a storm.

The sound of swords colliding seems to be the only presence here.

It's just that to the great man's surprise, the other party is so young, but he can easily keep up with his fighting rhythm.

No matter how he changes his moves, he can be defused by the opponent in a very precise and simple way.

This made him really incomprehensible!

Strong physical fitness, he can also be understood as talented, after all, some people are born with natural powers, and some people just run faster than others, which is understandable.

So he thinks the same is true of the young man in front of him.

But combat experience is different.

Yes is yes, no is no.

It's something that needs to be accumulated by fighting and fighting again and again.

It took him more than ten years and more than 3,000 battles to hone his skills today.

But the young man in front of him is not only extremely superb in swordsmanship, which is breathtaking, but even the combat experience is so sophisticated that people can't start.

It's like fighting in the sea of corpses and bones since I was a child. Yaksha!

And for Abel, although as time goes by, the abilities and items he can obtain have become more and more powerful.

But at the beginning, 'Hakuyasha's combat experience and understanding of swordsmanship' was still the thing that influenced him the most!

That was the beginning of his real transformation and change of mentality.

From an ignorant toddler with a sharp weapon to a calm and murderous Yaksha.

Let him really have the capital and mind to survive in this world.

Including the extension of his subsequent swordsmanship, he has also been influenced a lot by the 'White Yaksha'.

More than 3,000 battles are undefeated and indeed remarkable, but how can a 1-on-1 battle environment be so bad and harsh, struggling to survive in the cannibalistic battlefield and finally surviving?!

It's a terrible hell with all the enemies around!

It's an abyss of killing that never ends, and it won't stop and let you rest just because you defeat the opponent in front of you!

Always be vigilant, always watch out for what is behind you.

All the so-called moves, in fact, have only one purpose, and that is to kill everyone who can see with these eyes!

This is, Nakshatra!

From the beginning of the battle, Abel, who had been expressionless, suddenly changed his momentum.

He suddenly gave up his defense, ignoring the sword that was about to graze his side, and then slashed his opponent's head with a backhand as fast as the wind.

The sturdy man seemed to be taken aback by the speed of the counterattack, his eyes widened, his feet slammed on the ground, and then flew backwards.

It is not possible to attack without giving up, because his sword may not be able to seriously injure the enemy, but the enemy's sword is enough to cut off his head.

Swish!

The sturdy man's shirt was cut open, and a shallow red line appeared on his chest, bleeding from it.

If you react a little slower just now, I'm afraid you're going to have your head on the ground!

Abel wanted to see this guy's level before, so he rarely fought back.

But from this moment on, he has to be serious.

So he took the initiative to attack for the first time.

In just an instant, the two exchanged offense and defense.

The sturdy man's face was solemn and he had to defend passively, and he was a little overwhelmed by Abel's volcanic eruption-like offensive.

Even if he held the sword in both hands, he gradually began to be unable to withstand the heavier and heavier force that had accumulated.

And what made his eyelids jump even more was that after the enemy in front of him turned from defense to offense, it was like a different person.

Only attack but not defend, the knives and knives are full of the tragic momentum of life and death, and you want to die together!

It's not like he hasn't fought opponents of a similar style.

But compared to the young man in front of him, those guys he had met before could only be regarded as unpopular!

Because this kind of injury for injury, reckless style of play, only the kind of crazy people who are really not afraid of death can use the essence.

But the slightest hesitation and fear will be self-defeating.

And the person in front of him was as cold as an iceberg, and his expression and eyes did not fluctuate from beginning to end.

Even if he risked the danger to fight back, the long sword in his hand was already against this guy's chest, and the next moment he could pierce this guy's heart.

The other party still looked as if he had not moved for ten thousand years, and the extremely sharp long knife in his hand still fell towards his neck without hesitation.

Hide?

Or die together?

If this question had been placed ten years ago, he would have stabbed it without hesitation, and it would have been heavier than whose courage it was!

But at this moment, he remembered his beloved wife and his lovely daughter, who was only four years old.

He hesitated, he couldn't afford to gamble, he didn't want to die!

So he retreated.

He improvised his move and put the long sword in his hand on his head.

Just listen to the sound of the bell!

One slashes with all his might, and the other responds hastily.

With the huge force of the shock, the strong man's face turned red, but he still couldn't stop it completely.

As Bang knelt on one knee, his arm was also bent, and the long sword cut directly into his shoulder.

Blood splattered!

In fact, by this time, the winner has been decided.

Abel barely used any other abilities, and only used the mediocre Yaksha swordsmanship to successfully defeat the opponent.

"The last sword, you hesitated."

"Fear, so that your sword is no longer sharp, and you have lost the courage to move forward, this is the reason for your failure."

"You're no longer a qualified swordsman."

(End of chapter)