Chapter 3:
The most amazing thing about a book was its serious nonsense.
After a whole morning of torture, I finally had some free time.
To be honest, I'm really unfamiliar with this area. But if I wanted to escape, I could do it--provided that there was no one in my family.
Kimo Rei, father's daughter, was already one of the top figures in the family before I was born. She perfectly displayed her talent in swordsmanship and could easily release sword qi to destroy everything in her way. She was a martial arts school.
However, compared to her other sister, she was much inferior. The Flower of the Battlefield was so powerful that she had even killed the author!
Let's not talk about this. My combat strength is not even worthy of carrying shoes at home.
Speaking of which, I felt a subtle malice in school today. It seemed to be someone I was familiar with.
However, even if someone wanted to do something bad, they had to get past the key first.
The ghost of the cherry blossom-me.
Sakura Ghost-Sugizaki Ken.
Two big shots, father's child and disciple. I don't believe that guy can break through our joint defense.
Perhaps, they had also noticed that although Sugizaki Ken appeared to be an ordinary student, he was actually his father's secret disciple. He was a terrifying swordsman who had inherited the glory and strength of the ancient Ghost Vice-Captain, Tsukijikata Tsuizo, the " Sakura Ghost "!
Other than our family, it's hard to imagine who could hurt him? Not to mention that ordinary people could not even make him draw his saber.
Alright, what's the point of thinking so much? Seriously, I'm really bored.
"Are you alright?" "Ahhhhh!" The sudden appearance of my sister scared me half to death.
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"Seriously, sister really knows how to scare people.”I was complaining so much, but I burrowed into my sister's arms to seek comfort.
" Sister…Father, how is it…" I asked about the situation at home as I enjoyed the fragrance and warmth of my sister's body.
"... Very bad. According to the lamp, maybe..."" Is that so..." If only I had raised my head at this moment, I would not have noticed the evil smile on my sister's face.
He hugged his sister even tighter." Sister…will you forgive me?”"Nani?" "I killed my father." The wind blew, and it was so cold that it was bone-chilling.
I was afraid, fearful, but also anticipating and longing.
"If you really killed my father; Then I will chase you to the ends of the earth and kill myself.”The words that made one's teeth fight came out of the elder sister's mouth with a pressure that made all living things submit.
At the same time, I was also brought up by my sister.
"However, this doesn't mean that…I won't forgive you for what you did to Father and what you did to Molly. I didn't kill you because Yue Liang would be very sad and would fight me to the death.”
"Repent well, because once father gives the order, I will kill you without hesitation. I will use the Demon Blade Murasame that father gave me!”
"Your life no longer belongs to you alone. Don't cause trouble for others.”
Just like that, he let go of me and coldly turned around to leave.
(I won't forgive you…)
Was that so? Self-righteous warmth and self-righteous forgiveness did not change the outcome at all.
I'm hated ~ by my sister ~ hated.
There was no warmth at all, because there had never been warmth from the beginning. There was no forgiveness at all, because he had never been forgiven from the beginning!
My sister's feelings for my father were far beyond my imagination. It was a feeling that I would never be able to understand.
Most people in the family were like this, right? The reason why he still cares about me is because I'm his child.
Inheriting his blood, he was the child of the Philosopher's Stone!
Father is a goal that I can never surpass, because his achievements are unsurpassable. His strength is the focus of the world, and his gentleness is the focus of my family!
"As for me, I'm just a heinous sinner who killed his loved ones for power.
Salvation had never existed from the very beginning.
The Dividing Line of Despair
She fell asleep in a daze.
"What is your Dao?"
What was that?
The blurry images surged in like a tide.
" Objection!..." Cold and arrogant.
" Objection!..." A fiery and rational pressure.
The fierce debate of verbal battles and verbal battles intertwined the fate of the two groups in the school. The bystanders couldn't get a word in edgewise and could only stare.
The two of them were completely on par with each other. They were like needles against wheat, sparks colliding with the earth, and it was out of control. A bunch of familiar and familiar words seemed to have left the TV series and were playing out in reality.
Rather than saying that the two of them were debating, it would be more appropriate to say that they were arguing. Although this country also had a judicial system, compared to the two people who had fought countless hard battles in USUA and the youngest demon in history, although they could not be exactly the same as the official system, they were more than enough to look like a group of high school students.
With a bang, the door was rudely kicked open.
"What's going on?" The other party obviously did not expect this.
"I don't know. Is it a side show?" It was impossible.
"Someone wants us to give up resisting. What should we do?”I had to admit that the goo on my head, coupled with my innocent expression, was very comical.
"Of course I'm going to beat him up." It was simple, direct, and straightforward. It was in line with his answer.
Like a flash of light, the situation was reversed in the blink of an eye.
"Flying Sword Technique-Dragon Hammer Soaring Flash!”It was difficult for him to even blink, and he was easily knocked to the ground.
"Natural Rikin-Ryu-Flying Dragon!”Even the bullets were split apart. It was an indescribably powerful sword technique.
As the enemy fell to the ground, the tip of the knife pointed at the other party.
"Why did you use the back of the knife?" Rather than calling it a question, it was more appropriate to use the word " question ".
"I don't want to kill anyone." Isn't that stupid? His hands were already stained with blood.
He quickly blocked the incoming blade. The cold sword qi pierced his skin, and the indescribable bone-piercing pressure.
"Even if the enemy fires at you?" Yes, with the evolution of the times, there were fewer and fewer experts in cold weapons, let alone experts who could split bullets.
They were both good friends and rivals, rivals and mortal enemies. The fight between the two never ended. The Flying Sword Style and the Natural Rishin-Style clashed with each other, clashing with each other in ear-piercing sounds. The saber and the power competed with each other, and waves of sound waves were transmitted outwards. They were completely different and conflicting beliefs. It was a destined battle.
"What is your reason for holding the sword?？”Why? Why, why was he so persistent? Must he ask clearly?
It was like a shout of questioning, hitting the deepest part of his heart. It caused the blade to hesitate for a moment, but then it calmed down as if it did not exist.
"If you can't answer, then don't even think about walking out!”Because if you go, you will only die. Without a reason to fight, it was easy to die on the battlefield.
He didn't need that kind of thing. He wanted to say that he was still strong without that thing. However, he couldn't say it. Rationally, she held on tightly to any opportunity to not let this sentence come out. Because once he said it, he would lose something. Something he didn't want to lose.
With a clang, the saber in his hand was sent flying. The next moment when the blade was about to touch his body, the next moment when he was about to die, the next moment when he might be in despair...
Empty-handed. Entering. White. Blade.
A frivolous kick forced Key to retreat and abandon the blade in his hand.
He looked at the keyboard calmly." Do you still want to play?”If you want to fight, I'll fight!
Sugizaki Ken shook his head." Only an idiot would fight you in close combat.”Jeet Kune Do was simply the nemesis of all close combat.
The moment he turned around and was about to leave, he said," Boring.”
"Stop right there."
The crescent-shaped sword qi brushed past him in a gorgeous and devastating manner.
Cold sweat dripped down, but he didn't have the time to wipe it off. Her heart was beating very fast because her opponent this time was her.
His green hair swayed in the wind, he was in charge of the law of the family, and he held a sword for happiness. He killed a god as a human and killed the God of Disobedience, the archer of Magic Bullets of Authority. His head was as stiff as a broken machine.
Mudo Lei.
"Instead of letting you die on a nameless pawn, why don't you let me send you to the west?”Just a plain sentence had shattered all the previous aura.
His mind went blank, and his dignity was trampled on ruthlessly. While it was worthless, he was also stepped on a few times. What a joke! Even if you are my sister, you can't ignore my existence like this. My sweat, my talent, my strength, don't they all enter your eyes?？
However, even though I was shouting, I was still in the wrong.
Every move, every stance, and every blade was completely suppressed. In fact, she had not even drawn her blade yet.
Would they lose? Will I lose? Was he really going to lose? What a joke! How could the sword technique that I had honed through so much hardship be so easily broken by you!
"Flying Sword Technique-Nine Dragons Flash!”
She frowned. It was such a small action, without any deliberate imposing manner, without any oppressive magic, but it made everyone's heart tremble for no reason. Legend had it that the dragons were the strongest fantasy species, and their anger could make all living creatures in the world submit to them. But what about the " Campione " who was above them and killed the disobedient gods?
The gods did not need to bluff to express their anger, nor did they need to maintain it in the form of external manifestations such as powerful strength. Sometimes, just a frown or a simple sentence was enough to make everything in the world fear and repent.
"How ugly."
This was the first thing she said after she appeared.
Ugly. This was indeed an exaggeration. Although the sword technique he was using was simple, it was not to the extent that it could destroy humans. After all, it was a sword technique that was passed down from his father. When he started, there was no fancy design, nor was there the effect of lightning and thunder. He quickly slashed nine times in nine different directions. It was a sword technique that was known as "god-like" speed.
To her, who valued her father, this was undoubtedly an even worse provocation than to herself.
Flying Sword Style-Nine Dragons Flash.
She drew her saber, and it was the exact same move as mine.
How…could this be?
He did not slash nine times at an extremely fast speed, like lightning, making it impossible for people to dodge. Her speed was very fast, which was already known from the previous battle. However, this sword was different. He had drawn his saber. This was a speed that had already surpassed the limits.
Puchi!
I've lost. Completely and thoroughly.
In that state, even if I activated the Kaleidoscope Sharun Eye.
He was still defeated.
I only saw nine rays of light, and my Nine Dragons Flash was broken just like that.
My Kaleidoscope Shura Eye had been locked on to the attack the entire time. I then realized that the thunderbolt attack wasn't just a single sword attack. The terrifying speed of the attack was caused by nine rainbows that appeared at the same time.
It wasn't an illusion caused by the speed. There was only one sword, but at that moment, nine attacks were launched at the same time. The sword was divided into nine, and nine identical swords appeared in the same space.
It was not an illusion. The nine swords were real.
Spatial folding, or the phenomenon of multi-dimensional twists and turns, folded the space where the sword was located into multiple numbers, causing the sword to appear in different trajectories at the same time.
However, I knew that she wasn't just folding space. She was doing something even more unbelievable-resisting the suppression!
Time seemed to stop and slowly turned.
I saw the various expressions on the faces of the spectating students. Sugizaki Ken's shock, the pale face of the student council president, the shock of the Juumonji, and…
" There will always be only one truth. No matter how realistic the existence is, it is only a fake or an illusion. Similarly, there are multiple 'truths' that will cause contradictions. Even if space is folded, it will not allow it. Such an outcome will be eliminated by the suppression force, but…" She did it. She fought against the suppression force purely with her skills. Although it was only for an instant, nine swords really appeared.
This power was similar to the magic that was infinitely close to the great magic in the legends. It was the taboo of taboos, the " intrinsic barrier ". The intrinsic barrier used fantasy to erode reality, and this was using reality to change reality. It also restrained the suppression. It had indeed surpassed the realm of " magic " and reached the realm of " myth." It was enough to be called a technique that was sublimated into a " precious artifact."
Even if he wasn't Campione, he could be proud of himself for the rest of his life as a human.
His consciousness had already disappeared.
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"Huuu
I was completely awoken. I didn't know what to do. What exactly happened in the dream? I completely forgot.
He didn't know what had happened…
A breeze blew from afar, and his heart, which was already on the verge of breaking, was once again covered with a layer of haze.
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The peaceful day ended just like that.
Although he wanted to say that, but…
"Why did you go to the coffee shop after school? Shouldn't you be going home?" No one answered even if they complained.
There were many people in the same group, so many that the two of us were very eye-catching.
Coupled with the companions who joined them on the way, the number of people had almost broken through the sky.
His sister and Sugizaki Ken (a first-year student) cleared the way.
I (a first-year student), Zhixian (a first-year student), Jiulimeng (a second-year student), Deep Summer (a first-year student), and True Winter (a second-year student) were in the second echelon. I was surrounded in the center and asked all sorts of questions.
I had to divert a portion of my attention to the third echelon, which was also added halfway.
There was a girl that I treated not long ago, a girl who didn't like to talk, a boy who looked at me as a rival, and his henchmen. There were three of them.
"I say, did you guys pick the wrong talent? Why was he so familiar with modern magic?”This was the truth. Although modern magic was much easier to learn compared to ancient times, it did not mean that it was easy to learn. For example, his father could use Formosa's military system to turn 4000 missiles of various models into gorgeous and expensive fireworks in the air. Along the way, they also sank 20 cruisers, five aircraft carriers…and a three-digit number of reconnaissance planes?
Speaking of which, his father was really awesome. He was so awe-inspiring even without using magic! I'm also very awesome to be able to think about running the train and walk safely at the same time.
"What's so difficult about that? As long as he read the book once and burned it to ashes, wouldn't it be fine if he mixed it with water and ate it?”He said it so matter-of-factly as if it was the truth. Most people would probably only treat it as a joke.
"This kind of thing only happens in comics, right? What is your stomach made of? What kind of realm was it to actually confuse reality and manga?”To be able to calmly make three complaints, I'm broken in some ways ~
"Deep Summer is a typical character who will add combat power to the birth and death column of the history paper ~" Red Leaf Chan didn't mind exposing someone's shortcomings.
"Celebrities cry." After racking my brains, I could only spit out this sentence.
"Ah La, so that ninth lama can cry!”Please don't twist my meaning, okay? The ninth lama had already fainted in the toilet from crying!
"I heard that the bar we're going to is very special!”The sudden interruption of the unfamiliar voice caused everyone to be stunned.
"Yes, very special." I quickly continued the conversation, but I didn't notice that the old sister in front of me was about to speak when she choked on my words.
"It was a calm opening. There was no opening ceremony, no firecrackers, and no advertisements. It was very simple and straightforward.”Key added.
"…I suddenly have a very bad feeling.”
"We're already here." His sister suddenly revealed herself and said.
"Wow! Monster!" "What is this? Magic?" Everyone was shocked. Didn't anyone else notice that there was someone else beside Mr. Key? Also, Key Lord, you're scared too!？
" Monster..." Was it my imagination? Why did his sister look like she had suffered a blow?
"I suddenly understand what you mean.”Compared to this, I suddenly feel that I'm so silly and naive.
Everyone was confused. When they followed my gaze, they were all stunned.
It was a signboard, and the elegant words on it made its presence felt. It was as if he was deliberately reminding the customers that this was a coffee shop, just a coffee shop.
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Demon Blade Murasame (C), also known as Murasamaru, was a famous sword in Japanese history, but it did not actually exist. The most ideal demon blade. There were no conditions to use it. It was ranked first among the three demon blades. In Japanese, it was pronounced "Murasame", which meant "rain in the village".
Legend had it that after killing an enemy, the blade would condense the water vapor in the air to clean the blood on the blade, hence the name.
Even though it was an empty knife, this knife, like the Muramasa and authentic knives, had been deeply integrated into the Japanese knife culture.
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