Chapter 53: Fighting spirit

　　 "You don't seem to be in the state yet?" Uozhihuareel held the sword and pointed to Duke: "Are you awake now?"
"I'm just very puzzled. You are called the most benevolent of Seoreitei... why are you like this?" Duke asked the question in his mind. As the captain, it is not surprising that Uozhihuareel is strong, but this kind of The powerful way is obviously incompatible with her. Duke can accept a powerful ghost, powerful instant step, and even Zanpaku Dao has the ability to BUG, ​​but he can't accept this kind of acceptance.
　　 "Benevolence...I'm just a wicked person!" Uozhihualie laughed at herself and said to Duke: "If you can beat me, I don't mind answering your doubts."
　　 "What if you lose?" Duke asked bachelorfully, and was brought here by Uozhihuareel for an inexplicable battle, which he resisted. Whether he loses or wins, he doesn't care about winning or losing a battle without goal and meaning.
　　 "If you lose, please die here!" Seeing that Duke has no intention of fighting, Uozhihualie said solemnly, not like cheating.
　　 "I'm not really interested in your past, but... meaningless death here is no good, it seems to be serious!" Duke held his breath, and his high fighting spirit rose into the sky.
　　 "The best!" After Duke's fighting spirit reached its peak, Uozhihuareel cut at him again.
　　 The two swords collided, and Duke's secret path was not good, which was different from the previous curious and fierce swordsmanship, which was difficult to avoid and prevent. This time Uozhihualie's sword moves were elegant and delicate. He did not adapt to the opponent's changes. He took a step slower and immediately fell into a disadvantage. He was quickly beaten by the fickle offensive.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
　　 Duke was so crushed and beaten back dozens of steps, and quickly meditated on Dugu Jiujian's heart decisive rescue.
　　 Fortunately, Dugu Nine Swords deserves to be the strongest swordsmanship in the world of martial arts integration. Duke made a post-control, with no move to win, and the situation was reversed within three moves. Under Uozhihuaree's shocked look, Duke's long sword ran across the sky, the tip of the sword tapped lightly, and opened her stab, followed by the sword and slashed heavily on her right shoulder.
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　　Maozhi Hualie took back his sword in time. After the two swords collided, both sides retreated more than ten meters and held sword guards. Uozhihualie looked at Duke in disbelief. No matter what kind of change he made, Duke could find the flaw in the moment he shot it. It was a defensive counterattack, but it was more like taking the lead. At this moment, she finally understood why the Guiyancheng Jianba Society chose to 卍jie before, it was because of helplessness that she was beaten too aggrieved.
"The swordsmanship you use is unheard of in the corpse soul world. I, who masters all genres of swordsmanship, even have swordsmanship that I have never seen before." Uozhihuaretsu said with emotion, and healed the injured shoulder with one hand. . As the leader of the medical squad, he recovered his injuries in just a few moments. Under the white blood-stained feathers, the exposed skin was creamy and flawless.
"This world is very big. What's so strange that I haven't seen my swordsmanship?" After Duke waited for Uozhihuareel to recover, he appeared in front of her and chopped down severely before returning it to her. There is no sense of retention of pursuit. Haughty swordsmen will never be grateful for the other's mercy, they will return this mercy to each other and inflict stronger damage.
　　 Facing Duke's powerful slash, Uozhihuaretsu's heel whirled slightly, and his body flashed. Then the back of his left hand was attached to Duke's Zanpaku, and his seemingly petite and weak body exploded with unmatched strength, his wrist turned, and a palm pushed away the sharp blade.
　　 "What?" Duke was surprised by Uozhihuaree's method. This hand seemed easy, but in fact it required countless battles. It can only be done with calmness in the face of danger and extreme confidence in himself.
　　 Although Kendo is a study of how to use weapons, it is more important to exercise the cultivator's ability to judge and think. When facing the enemy, let go of your inner fears and distracting thoughts. Moreover, the judgment and prediction of the opponent's mentality and behavior formed during the battle can make oneself calm and confident, knowing oneself and the enemy, and then adopting the strategy of defeating the enemy. There is no doubt that Hualie Mao is such a kendo master.
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　　 Maozhi Hualie did not retreat but instead moved forward, facing Duke, who had opened the middle door, from bottom to top, he cut out a knife diagonally. Before the knife arrived, the chill of death struck first. Duke stepped back, avoiding Bai Lian who was close to his chest, and his sword intent cut open his clothes, leaving a faint blood stain.
　　 "Your swordsmanship seems to be defensive first and then offensive. Compared to cracking the opponent's moves, you are incapable of attacking." Uozhihuareel seemed to see through something and clicked.
"No, Dugu Nine Swords has broken through all the swordsmanship in the world. There are advances and no retreats. All moves are offensive. If you attack the enemy, you have to defend... My swordsmanship hasn't reached home yet, so naturally I can't exert one ten thousandth of its power. "When I heard Uozhihuaretsu say this, Duke was unwilling to remain silent. If he hadn't practiced yet, he would put you in one hundred and eight positions every minute and let you sing to conquer.
　　 "How could there be such a swordsmanship in the world?" Unbelievable, if the Dugu Nine Swords could break all the swordsmanship in the world, as Duke said, then wouldn't her reputation of Eight Thousand Streams be extremely tragedy.
　　 After finishing speaking, Mao Zhi Huaree took the first shot as if to verify, a long sword flew up and down in her hand, dancing airtight. During the transformation of swordsmanship, secret swords of various genres emerge in endlessly. Sometimes it is as strong as loose, as fast as the wind, and unpredictable; sometimes it is wide open, powerful, and righteous; sometimes like a storm, endless, pressing and pressing; sometimes insidious, weird, and tricky, Do everything.
　　 However, even if Uozhihuaretsu tried his best, he was helpless. Duke is like a flat boat in the ocean of Wang Yiyang, and I will stand still no matter how strong the wind is. A Dugu Nine Sword sweeps, splits, plucks, cuts, plunders, cuts, and abruptly. It is as simple as a sword. It always anticipates the enemy's opportunity first, takes advantage of the void and enters, and then sends it first.
　　‘Why...why no matter which genre of swordsmanship I switch to, it can be easily deciphered by him... Is there really a sword theory that breaks the world of swordsmanship? Then what is the meaning of my self-proclaimed eight thousand streams? Am I just a frog in the bottom of the well in the end? ’
　　 The more he fought, the more chaotic he was, Uozhihuaree's sword tricks gradually lost, and his confidence was also lost. In the end, Duke's simple sword seemed to her to have endless changes, and behind each sword she saw endless phantoms. I don’t know how to attack, I don’t know how to do the next move, Uozhihuaye’s kendo heart is upset...
　　 "It's now!" Duke strode in front of Uozhihuaretsu, and the long sword he held high severely slashed down with indomitable momentum! "The blade cut through the skin and cut away the flesh and blood. Exciting blood splashed in front of Duke's eyes. Uozohana was cut open by him and fell to the ground.
With a low grunt, it took a long time for Uozhihua Lie to stand up with a sword. The wound across her chest and abdomen was terrifying. Under the scattered clothes, there was occasional springtime, but it was a pity that the beauty that should have made people swallow was rolling up. Under the flesh and blood, there is no feeling at all.
　　 "It's really a perfect opponent, maybe in the corpse world, only you can make my Dugu Nine Swords go further..." Duke narrowed his eyes and slowly woke up from his epiphany. Dugu Nine Swords emphasizes intentions but not form, does not stick to the restriction of tricks, but also cares about the mood of the user. This set of swordsmanship can't be mastered by rote memorization. You can respond to the enemy with no move. Only by completely forgetting the moves can you do whatever you want, and exert its power like flowing water.
The world of Reaper is about ability. There are very few strongmen who fight by swordsmanship. Duke thought that Dugu Nine Swords would be the end in this world. He didn’t expect that there would be a great person like Hua Jie...proficient in so many genres. He is so good!
"It's indeed a perfect opponent. I don't know how long I haven't felt this kind of battle! Five hundred years...or a thousand years...or even longer?" Uozhihuareu recovered her injury again, her original cold and merciless face. An extremely bloodthirsty and militant smile appeared: "I choose to practice the way back, so that the pain of the body does not affect the fight. The reason is to enjoy the fun of fighting more when fighting a strong like you."
　　 "Uh, sister Hua...you accidentally exposed your age!" Duke spit out, and at the same time secretly startled with the dramatic change in style in front of him. But what followed was an inexplicable fighting spirit. As she said, such a battle was fascinating.
　　 "Are you excited too!" Uuzhihuaretsu said with a chuckle. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to pretend to be noble before laughing at Duke.
　　 The fighting spirit Duke didn't reply, a haughty grin flashed across his mouth, and he swung his knife down. After several fights, Uozhihuareel showed her amazing fighting qualities. When it comes to kendo, she has countless methods of attack; when it comes to defense, she is also one of the leaders in the spirit pressure that is extremely difficult to break: more importantly, she is proficient in recourse, no matter what kind of fatal injuries can be quickly healed, and can be maintained in a long battle. Advantage. In the face of such an opponent, Duke was so excited that he could hardly sustain himself.
　　 "Merry Nothing God·Jiaolong!"
　　 Let the heart be like the darkness, let the moves be as clear as the light, let the body be compatible with nature like the shadow, and finally listen to all the sounds and cut everything with the wind of God. The infinite sword intent engulfed the wind, and under Duke's will, he unscrupulously destroyed everything in front of him.
"That's it, my sword was born to fight against people like you!" Uozhihua Lie Ling rushed up and spread to the entire infinite, the strangely curved Zan Pokhan slashed out countless sword auras, frontal. Meet the Jiaolong in the strong wind.
　　雟龙 is a swordsmanship that raises the basic movement mind, skill, and body of kendo to the extreme. Only when the three are combined can they exert their power. Undefensible and unstoppable are its characteristics. But this time, it was beyond Duke's expectation, his dragon was defeated!
Uozhihualie, who is proficient in countless genres of swordsmanship, is not the rampant brutalist of Jianba Jianba, nor is it the parallel importer of Oniyancheng Jianba who rely on brute force. Her sword aura seems to have her own every blow. Thinking, walking on a route that can't be considered by common sense, relying on ingenious swordsmanship, forcibly wiped out the dragon. Let the blow that is inevitable become futile.
　　 "Take me one more trick...Missing God, Bai Yihu!"