The pain of the blade slashing across the cheek was not caring about. His brain was running beyond the limit of human beings. The pain was ignored by him. He recorded generous steps, the angle of the sword blade in the air, and the force of the opponent's body muscles, and he could not feel anything else.

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"It's always a face without any emotions, it looks really annoying!" The young man in black rushed forward and came to Jiangchuan Nagisa with a very fast body movement at a glance.

"Drink!" the young man in black shouted.

One blow to slash.

With a "ding" sound, sparks splashed.

Nagisa Eikawa saw the opponent's moves clearly and quickly picked up the boy in his hand to perform defensive blocking.

But the opponent's powerful power was transmitted to his hands through the sword body. The huge impact force made Nagisa Ekawa back a few steps.

The young man in black who was skilled in swordsmanship did not stop attacking because of this.

Seeing this, Nagisa Eikawa frowned.

The heavy knight's long sword seemed to have lost its weight in the hands of the young man in black.

The sword blades that kept waving seemed to form a big net, attacking the black-haired boy with a sharp momentum.

And the teenager's retina was full of deadly cold light.

The young man in black swiftly dives and sword blades danced like a cloaked god of death wielding the sickle in his hand, bringing you into the arms of death.

In terms of physical strength, Jiang and Chuanzhu cannot pass the speed by dodging as before. Sometimes he has to take the opponent's slash.

The young man in black attacked like a storm. Under everyone's gaze, all the black-haired boys blocked them.

The first thing I saw when Jiang Chuan Fengrong saw such a cruel and fierce showdown, his vision could not keep up with the sword blade at all, and his brain became unable to think normally.

The girl's white teeth bit her lower lip, her body trembled slightly, and her hands clasped her knuckles turned white.

It is unimaginable what kind of miserable outfit it would be when the sword blade touches the body.

But she felt that most of the moves of Ekawa Nagisa seemed to have seen there, and it felt familiar.

Especially the posture of Ekawa Nagisa holding the sword and the blocking moves.

There are only a few blocking moves used by Nagisa Ekawa. They look very rough, but what's amazing is that they can always pass the level with a narrow margin.

Suddenly a meteor flashed through his mind and his thoughts became clearer. Jiang Chuan Fengrong understood at that moment, and knew that she had seen these moves there.

"This guy!"

Feng Rong of Jiangchuan recalled that the moves that Jiangchuan Nagisa were using were the basic styles in the basic textbooks for swordsmanship, and used this move to deal with young people in black who looked gorgeous and superb swordsmanship. Jiangchuan Nagisa's unventilated defense.

In fact, thousands of kendo primary teaching books like this were released, but all of them were used, she only saw Jiang Chuan appearing.

If there really is a sword god in the world, Jiangchuan Fengrong thinks it must be like Jiangchuan Nagisa.

The sound of ironwork echoes in the empty circular hall.

Sparks dance in the air, and air flow is loud and loud on the blade.

At this stage, the young man in black no longer pretends to hide himself, and he has now shown 80% of his strength.

Every time he waved the sword in his hand, he would shout excitedly.

This is a recognition of Ekawa Nagisa and a very pleasant expression.

The long sword was slid up quickly in his hand, and the black-haired boy avoided it with a small side step, which completely excited him.

Blood roars through the blood vessels and the heart is ignited.

The choice of the upper level is correct, and they seem to have never misunderstood them.

The black-haired boy in front of him was far more deliberately hiding than the information showed.

Just like a broken iceberg floating on the polar sea, you will never know what size it is under the water if you don’t dive.

The moves used by Jiangchuanzhu were noticed earlier by the young man in black than Jiangchuan Fengrong.

Although he was very shocked, for him, there was no distinction between high and low sword moves.

The criterion for judging whether a good sword move is to apply what you have learned and be engraved in your body, just like a part of your body.

Being bound by form will always be a third-rate swordsman.

The constant defense has consumed a lot of energy from Ekawa Nagisa.

A drop of sweat slid down the boy's cheeks
Chapter completed!