"Ingredients for the night."
Chi Tong's originally calm eyes suddenly felt a hint of fighting spirit after seeing Tazmi. Just from the corpse of the guard last night, he could feel the powerful and terrifying sword skills of the other party. There was no hesitation, no waste, all the power. They all gathered into the sword's edge, which was very terrifying.
Such a strong man... is worth sparring with.
Although Chitong showed no enthusiasm at all, Tazmi felt the best about this person.
Although he is a little obsessed with the ingredients, he really fits the image of a killer in his mind.
Cold, calm, cold-blooded.
So handsome.
Leonai was a little proud when he saw the completion of Red Eyes Reunion. Yes, this is the night attack.
"Our boss is still at the headquarters and hasn't come back yet. He will probably arrive in a few days. Now..."
call out!
Tazmi instinctively turned her head, and a wooden knife penetrated the position where her head had just been and inserted into the tree.
"This this……"
"challenge."
When Chi Tong swung out the wooden sword from nowhere, there was a swipe, and several members of the night attack behind him also ran out from nowhere.
Leonai immediately jumped to the outside and became a crowd-pleaser.
Everyone is curious.
Someone who can create the Sun of Fire would be very powerful even without the use of a Teigu.
"Do you want to prove your strength?"
Tatsumi...still held the hilt of the knife.
He has never seen the combat power of this killer organization with his own eyes.
Even without the blessing of the mysterious weapon behind him, he shouldn't be far behind. After all, the title of the village's number one swordsman is no joke.
Recalling everything that happened last night, the boy took a deep breath and drew his sword.
"Then be careful."
He exerted force under his feet and swooped down to kill him. His momentum was explosive, like a beast.
The light and shadow of the sword bloomed within a square inch, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
20 seconds later, the boy spun backwards and flew back onto the street.
After Tazmi got up, she blushed a little, wondering if she was too embarrassed.
So he continued to charge and flew in another direction half a minute later.
The battle is over.
Chi Tong was at a loss. This swordsmanship... was not bad, but just good. It was far from the dominant level.
Judging from the boy's foundation in swordsmanship, age, and instincts, he can be said to have the qualities of a general, but his immediate combat ability is not very good.
After all, Chi Tong is at the top of the combat force under Esdeath. He has been trained in the regular empire assassination department since he was a child. After joining the night attack, he has lived a life of licking blood every day.
The assassination swordsmanship can be said to be superb, especially the instantaneous explosive power of one-shot killing is even more terrifying.
The boy in the village is no match for his current swordsmanship.
The onlookers were also a little speechless, such a gap...
Fortunately, everyone in Night Raid has very good character, and it just makes the boy's Teigu ability higher again.
Tazmi can accept it, but Iron Bar cannot accept that its holder is so weak. It is simply a crime to have Heart of Heart without matching swordsmanship level.
[Immediately, special training. 】
"Teigu trains Teigu users?"
"Can we take a look?"
Leonai was so curious about what kind of outrageous development this was. Although the others were not very familiar with it, their eyes were full of expectation.
"of course can."
In the training ground, everyone stared at the young man closely, expecting some incredible scene.
Tazmi placed the iron bar across her knees, and under the guidance of her heart, she assumed a standard sword Zen posture. She closed her eyes and her breath was extremely restrained, as if her mind was immersed in the Teigu.
Until now, the young man didn't know what kind of trial he was going to.
"Hey, what kind of practice is this?"
"I don't know, it's probably the process of communicating with the Teigu."
"My demonic haunting doesn't come this far."
"Not even a pumpkin. This newcomer is so good at stealing the limelight."
"It's such a profound realm, I can't understand it at all."
"Leone, I haven't seen how Tazmi's Teigu looks when it explodes. Will it be very handsome?"
"The pillar of fire soaring into the sky is super cool."
Everyone was chatting at night, no one had ever seen this kind of practice.
Then the aura on Tazmi's body began to become weird, rising and falling, and even slowly became dangerous, becoming more and more dangerous.
An hour later.
In that short body, the most brutal aura of a deadly battle suddenly erupted, which was unmatched by those who barely survived in a war involving millions of people.
"Hell..."
The young man opened his eyes and touched his neck.
Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground, and the breath on his body began to decline rapidly, like a dead person.
Everyone was shocked and rushed forward to check.
"There was no bleeding, no fractures, and no internal or external injuries. He was extremely exhausted and fell asleep."
"Strange, why is there a red mark on your neck?"
Chitong seemed to have thought of something and directly tore Tazmi's clothes apart. She was sad because her comrades died because they concealed the poisoning, and the memory of the past was awakened at this moment.
Chapter 6: Wado Ichimonji
"this!!!"
Everyone's pupils shrank, and countless red marks appeared on the young man's body, like... sword marks.
Brand frowned, he was still very optimistic about this simple and clear little brother.
"You think this imperial weapon... could it be a demonic sword?"
"Who knows."
When Tazmi woke up, she felt the benefits of the night attack.
First, Leonai gave her a big warm hug, giving her as much care as suffocating.
Then there is the natural hug from Seele, which is another paradise.
Myne, Akame... We are killers.
"Young man, tell me what happened to your Teigu."
Everyone is really concerned about this matter, how could anyone be hurt like this by Teigu.
Tatsumi... was silent, then afraid, looking at the inconspicuous imperial weapon beside him with an expression that was unimaginably complicated.
He estimated that he might not contact Him for a while.
Of course, I still share this experience, hoping to hear similar experiences from others.
After entering Sword Zen, I kept walking in the darkness, and as I walked, I arrived at a special place.
Although the country boy had never seen it, he knew from the description in the story that he had arrived at... the sea.
The bright moonlight hangs over everything, and the endless ocean is undulating with the sea breeze.
Underfoot is a red wilderness with countless ownerless sword tombstones. Nearly a thousand swords stuck in the ground make it even more desolate.
A middle-aged man wearing a black cloak with black hair and red eyes stood among the swords.
"Uncle, are you the Teigu?"
"Teigu?"
There was a mocking smile on the middle-aged man's lips.
"I am just an ordinary weapon looking for fire.
As for the emperors and gods... they are nothing more than the dead souls killed by the sword."
Tazmi is speechless, why is her personality not so easy to get along with.
"Okay, young man, since you have the consciousness to draw the sword, don't waste this passionate heart."
"There was once a natural sword whose bones were completely transformed in someone's hands. This is my first time teaching, and I don't want to lose too much."
"I would like to ask, do you have the consciousness to embrace death in order to become stronger!"
The middle-aged man's question was engraved into Tazmi's soul, and the breath of death was like a chain wrapped around the survival instinct.
It's just that when it comes to enthusiasm and consciousness, the young man has never lost to anyone.
"Of course!"
"Then block the sword. If you block it, you will be qualified to know my name."
"it is good!"
At this time, Tazmi was still naive. He just felt that this was the same as what was written in the storybook.
There will definitely be a test when the protagonist wants to obtain a certain kind of powerful inheritance.
It's just that the middle-aged swordsman actually doesn't know how to teach students according to their aptitude. He is just imitating a certain shadow.
Therefore, Young Man's preparation was far from enough.
The middle-aged man lowered his head and enveloped the world with an aura that the young man had never felt before.
The bottomless murderous intent broke out, and the aura of laying down millions of corpses made Tazmi's eyes shrink.
He finally realized that he seemed to have agreed to a very bad agreement.
The middle-aged swordsman seemed to be nostalgic for a certain period in the past.
"Before you practice sword practice, let me first show you how vast this world is."
"Of course, the power used will not exceed the upper limit of the world."
Clang!
A black sword that was almost as tall as a man was pulled out from the ground. The blade was a T-shaped sword with a heavy blade and was inlaid with various precious gems.
"Black Blade Night."
"The Twelve Skills of the Supreme Sharp Sword, wielded by Joracol Mihawk."
"The greatest swordsman in the sea."
Drawn by the aura, the young man seemed to see the past of the weapon.
There are millions of warriors gathered under the red continent, and the smell of smoke and fire makes it difficult to breathe.
Battleships, artillery, meteorites, machines, gods, and twenty-three warriors launched a crusade against the gods.
The endless shouting and killing made Tatsumi's brain confused. Is this a battlefield? ! ! !
Swing your sword!
Time became very slow, and green flying slashes across thousands of miles filled Tazmi's eyes.
