Masaki Amamiya has never been so focused.

Although her natural lack of vision makes it easy for her to concentrate, in real life, because of the various requirements of the Nan family, it is still difficult for her to concentrate, and she has to deal with all kinds of strict requirements.

In this land of Fusang, in addition to worry-free food and clothing, the women of rich families are even inferior to the daughters of ordinary families in life-related aspects.

But here, before life and death, what she was like in the past, what she was shaped into, and the rules she was told thousands of times were all shattered.

Because anything else can be discarded than living.

The pure test of life and death is the most test of a person's will, and under this resolute will, the basic instinct of the human species is hidden.

Fight...... It's instinct!

She had no vision, and she had undoubtedly discarded an important weapon, but when she held the sword in her hand, she seemed to feel her senses expanding, stretching.

The recoiling force that stirred up when each knife collided sounded, touch, hearing, smell...... The combination of different senses creates an unclear picture directly in the mind.

She can't see, of course, but she can hear and feel.

Her skin could feel the killing intent unleashed from the Shadow Sword Ghost, the kind of piercing killing intent that made her arm crawl with goosebumps.

Moreover, Amamiya Masaki also discovered that not only was she ushering in death, but the young people on the other side were also dying by mistake in the increasing intensity.

The number of Shadow Ghosts has grown from one to two, from two to four, and now to sixteen.

Even the most rigorous final exam in the Daoist Gym of the top swordsmanship school, Beichen One Sword Stream, was only for ten formal disciples to fight against one tested...... If the latter wins, it will be called 'Juban Fight'.

There are sixteen sword ghosts at the moment...... If you rush up, Amamiya Masahiro definitely doesn't have the confidence to pass, and it also depends on the youth on the other side to share the pressure.

It's a trial.

And the two of them were the ones who took the trial, which can be said to be very fair.

Both sides will die, they will both die of defeat because of their lack of strength, and then they will get back up and continue to fight.

After the number of deaths increased, Amamiya Masahiro also had to get used to the unexpected events of taking the lead in the charge and leaving a hand, and she could even pick up the severed hand and use it as an extended version of the knife without changing her face.

Once accustomed to death, dying and being born again means an infinite number of trial and error.

She made rapid progress in battle, and her vision changed from a blurred thread to a gradual fullness of lines.

What's more, she can wield the real sword in her hand without pressure, and use it to perform all kinds of swordsmanship that she has learned all her life.

Swordsmanship is not a child's learning of the way of the sword, it is a serious fighting skill, in this precarious and dangerous world, even the shogunate can not protect the safety of all people in Fuso, Fuso is a martial arts country, the samurai people go out to walk with a sword at all times, after the shogunate reform, the samurai has changed from a class to a profession, ghost slayers, ghost hunting, drawing the sword towards the local daimyo or common people, but from the shadow world out of one disaster after another, The only thing that hasn't changed is that the sword in their hand is still the foundation of their life.

Compared with the efficient and honest implementation of compulsory education for all in Great Xia, Fusang's ghost hunting profession is still mostly directly inherited by the samurai families in the past, with a strong class nature and family characteristics, and is inevitably influenced by local powers, and the dojos of the major swordsmanship schools have directly become fragrant and sweet spots for cooking oil with flowers and brocade.

The swordsmanship dojo that Amamiya Masahiro learned was the new Yinliu dojo of the Yanagi family.

In the past, Shin-Yin Ryu was the swordsmanship instructor of the shogun, which shows the skill of his school of swordsmanship.

She had never tried to hold a sword in a real person, in fact, when the swords collided, she realized that she had too many mistakes, the wooden knife and the main knife were far from comparable to the feel of the real knife, and some of the wrong force and order of moves in training, and even the small habits that were not easy to detect, would become the fatal defect of her blade.

She looks for mistakes in death, adjusts, makes amends, and improves.

Shin Yin Ryu's various swordsmanship was tried once, and she began to change to Kashima Shin Dang Ryu.

Just as she slashed off the head of the shadow ghost, she played the sword with her fingers, but she didn't feel more hostility and murder through the echo.

"It's over?" She asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's over, all sixteen shadow ghosts are on a crusade." Bai Yu shook the weapon in his hand.

This time instead of a spear, he used a different kind - a baseball bat.

The spear is actually easier to use in this environment, but the baseball bat is better to use, after all, it is a blunt weapon that is heavy in the front and light in the back, and an ordinary katana can't hold it at all if you go down with a stick.

And there is no genre of moves, the key is just one word - smash.

Smash hard, smash accurately.

Bai Yu has a deeper understanding of the actual use of the original Lionheart Cane, it is a kaleidoscopic weapon, why stick to one form?

Halfway through, a physics holy sword was replaced, and it was the same one move at a time, and it was very stable.

Next time, change my flow spear technique to my flow martial arts...... Who said that martial arts must be confined to one school of weapons, and learning to restrain the arms is the practice of smart people.

Mahiro asked, "It's over, shouldn't I go back?" ”

"Don't worry." Bai Yu looked at the sitting samurai armor on the wall of the gym: "There is still a boss that has not been beaten." ”

As the words fell, purple flames lit up under the empty shell of the samurai's armor, and its empty armor was filled, and the samurai who burned purple flames held the swords on the left and right.

Dual knife flow.

Matsuri opened her eyes in surprise, and although she couldn't see anything, she could show her surprise and astonishment.

"First-Order Transcendental."

Bai Yu glanced at the level above the other party's head, level 13...... It's not that high.

But after all, it is an extraordinary level, and it has the effect of suppressing the two rookies who are stuck at level ten.

"Rest assured, ignorance." Bai Yu said in the tone of a person who came over: "Seventy or eighty times of death should be able to pass, and it will not recover the blood bar, and it can be grinded over." ”

"You're comforting?" Zhenri couldn't cry or laugh: "Even if you torture me, why do you torture yourself?" ”

"If I stand on the sidelines and watch the play, you will be a little emotional, so you can only go out in person." Bai Yu spread his hands and said: "Although I have great powers, I started from scratch, at least we have the same starting point." ”

"Mess...... "Maji exhaled and smiled lightly, "but I seem to know you a little, Mr. Fate." ”

"Don't, it's better to call me an editor." Bai Yu complained: "The name fate will have an ominous premonition that someone will be choked by the throat and hanged every day, not to mention ......"

"And what?"

The young man raised his hand and put on a handsome standing posture that the other party couldn't see at all.

"—I'm here to weave destiny, not to be destiny."

Bai Yu switched weapons, and the lionheart spear started: "Now we have to hone our tacit understanding, this is not a boss that can be done by one person, let's go together, ignorant ghost!" ”

"My name is Amamiya!"

Amamiya emphasized, "I don't like the term "Ignorant Ghost—remember, Mr. Fate." ”

"Let me remember, you didn't remember it at all......" Bai Yu complained.

Amamiya adjusted his breathing and raised his knife in silence: "Xing くぞ! (Going up)

The samurai armor burning with purple flames charged and jumped, and the sword slashed down, slashing out a gorgeous purple waning moon.

The show begins.

……

"Ha ——!"

As if his lungs were broken, Amamiya Masahiro seemed to rise up from under the surface of the water and let out a large mouthful of turbid air.

She felt like she was having a nightmare.

A nightmare with vivid memories.

The feeling was still in between, and at that moment, she did penetrate the chest of the samurai's armor and cut off the phantom.

She remembered it too well, so it couldn't have been a dream.

After killing sixteen shadow sword ghosts, the attack power and offensive desire of the samurai armor squire general were far stronger than the former, and the purple fire wrapped around the knife gave her no chance to connect to the blade, and if she touched it more than three times, the knife would become extremely hot, and it was almost impossible to hold steadily.

She and the editor don't know how many times they died, maybe a dozen, maybe dozens of times, it shouldn't have broken a hundred times.

Relying on the perseverance of the two, they finally grinded the general to death.

In the end, she had little emotion, just coldly executing the move, and as she swung her final slash, she felt as if she had touched a threshold.

At that moment, the whole world became extremely transparent, and everything that was invisible became a line that could be seen and displayed in one's mind, a vision beyond one's vision......

It was only for a moment, but she thought it should be ......

"Extraordinary ......"

She murmured.

After experiencing hundreds of deaths, she has touched a thread that she had longed for but could not reach.

She couldn't help but wonder, if she did it again, if she did it again, would she really have a chance to catch it?

At that moment, at that moment, at that snap of a finger, the incomparably transparent world was so beautiful......

It is precisely because I saw the light that it seemed that the boundless darkness in front of me was so unbearable!

"Patience, true day, patience ......"

She murmured, self-warning, self-soothing.

Amamiya Masahiro whispered, "The opportunity will come, it will definitely come." ”

She still remembered the last words the young man said when she left the secluded hall, and the smile of the other party in the transparent world for a moment.

"Congratulations, Amamiya-san...... From this point on, your destiny has been turned upside down. ”

He waved his hand and turned through the open door.

"That's all for today, we'll see you another day."

'Goodbye', these two words, really pleasant...... easily soothed her anxiety due to her imminent return to the cage, and made Amamiya Masaki inevitably begin to look forward to the arrival of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow...... She didn't know how long she had to wait, but she would definitely look forward to a reunion with the other person.

It was a feeling and mood she had never felt before.

She had never looked forward to the next tomorrow, which for her would mean one step closer to a fractured and unknowable future.

She can't control the future, she can't control her fate, it's pitch black in front of her and there's not a glimmer of fireflies to stop her in, so she will be terrified.

However, if she realizes that this fate and future are within reach of her own hands, she will be overjoyed and hope for a good outcome.

Even if she knew it might be a delusion.

But it was so beautiful, for her, it was a ray of light that pierced the long night.

"Destiny Editor, Mr. Destiny ......"

The girl whispered, "Whether you like the name or not, but it's ...... to me It's fate. ”

It's like a sinner in hell grasping a spider's silk that falls from the earth.

That was the only chance in my life.