Chapter 481

The motionless man and the knife both exude a terrifying sharpness!

"...your knife is pretty good."

Rakshasa suddenly said softly.

"Nioh, I haven't seen you for more than an hour. Where did you get such a good knife?"

Qingdeng remained silent.

Rakshasa continued the conversation on his own.

"The sword-drawing technique is a special attack technique that uses the back of the sword to pass through the scabbard to generate speed and explosive power."

"The sword in your hand is not only longer than an ordinary katana, but it fits the tall Qian very well, and the blade has a very large curvature... It is really a good sword that is very suitable for performing Iai."

"But... I can see that this must be your first time holding this knife to kill someone, right?"

Speaking of this, Rakshasa cast a teasing look at Qingdeng.

"Can you fully unleash the power of this knife?"

Qingdeng, who had been silent since he made the Liuguang starting move, finally spoke.

"Can I control it? You can use your own body to experience it later," he said.

Rakshasa sneered and said nothing.

Sharp eyes wandered in the air.

It was obvious that the swords of both sides had not yet been unsheathed, but their eyes were already like unsheathed swords, making the air in the hall rustle.

The swordsmanship used by Rakshasa is the famous Hayashizaki Myojin Dream Style.

This is a school founded by Hayashizaki Shinsuke, the founder of Batojutsu.

To put it bluntly, Hayashizaki Myojin Yume-ryu is the founder of all Iaido schools in Japan.

Although the status of "Grandmaster" does not mean that he is the strongest, his power is certainly undoubted.

Rakshasa, who has cultivated Hayashizaki Myojin Dream Style to the pinnacle, has a superb and powerful sword-drawing technique. Aonto has experienced it firsthand in the previous "Factory Battle".

Qingdeng's lips tried their best to calmly coordinate his breathing.

But in reality, his entire body was as hot as lava in a volcano.

In the eyes of onlookers, Qingden and Rakshasa, who were covered with bruises and bruises, did not look like they could move again and continue to launch powerful attacks.

But Qingdeng could clearly feel... Rakshasa's mental concentration reached an unparalleled level!

His whole body exuded a strong sense of oppression.

If Qingden didn't tighten all the nerves and muscles in his body and rise up to resist the pressure, he would feel like he was completely suppressed by the opponent.

There is no doubt that Rakshasa's legs, his Changyang Zhengzong hidden in the sheath, possess amazing explosive power!

Rakshasa's next Iai Slash... will be the most powerful strike Aoden has ever seen!

"call……!"

The translucent turbid breath leaked out from between Qingdeng's teeth.

When he said goodbye to Sanako, he said to her: I have thought of a way to defeat Rakshasa - this is not a lie.

In terms of power and speed alone, his level of sword drawing skills with Rakshasa are only about the same.

The real strength of Rakshasa is his reaction speed and eyesight.

The moment he saw through Qingteng's sword path, he changed his starting position at lightning speed, changing the original "drawing the sword with an overhand grip" to "drawing the sword with a reverse grip", jumped to the side of Qingteng, and melted away

Qingdeng used most of his strength to break Qingdeng's sword with one blow.

So...just make a slash that makes Rakshasa unable to even react!

If you want to reach a new level of cutting speed in a short period of time, the only way is to concentrate your energy and strength! Explode all the potential in your body in one breath!

Qingden stared closely at the Rakshasa in front of him without even blinking, holding his breath and concentrating on it.

The talent "Gathering God" has already been activated.

A familiar sense of silence enveloped Qingdeng's brain.

However, Qingdeng gritted his teeth dissatisfied.

Not enough!

This kind of concentration is not enough to take my slashing to the next level!

Qingden's breathing became heavier.

Focus...you have to focus even more!

Concentrate all the energy and emotions left in the body into the next knife!

Concentrate...concentrate...!

Maybe this is the so-called "haste makes waste".

The more Qingden tried to concentrate, the more random thoughts appeared in his mind more frequently.

From which direction will Rakshasa's knife strike? Can my feet still swing smoothly? Is Rakshasa's target this time my body, or is he aiming his knife at me like last time?

His mind was even unconsciously flying to the distance, to Sanako and the others who were not here.

You know, in this state, it is impossible to perform a slash beyond yourself!

In the midst of this anxiety...somehow, the voice of Kiryu's boss suddenly sounded in Qingto's mind:

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(Don’t be confused. If the sword does not come out of its sheath, it will be fine; if the sword does come out of its sheath, you need to unite your mind and heart)

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This happened not long ago.

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(What I call "unity of mind and spirit" is not just about being very focused, but the most important thing is to maintain a high degree of unity between will and emotion, to achieve a state where you don't think about anything except "cutting off what is in front of you")

That day, he and Boss Kiryu sat side by side on the verandah of the Thousand Things House, humbly asking for advice on how to achieve the state of "killing things that mortals cannot kill".

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(Tangerine-kun, if you find it troublesome, you can forget everything I just said and just remember this sentence - "Control emotions". A will to fight that is harder to shake than a rock will not cut off something.

The firm purpose of never giving up, as long as you have these two powers, you can split everything in the reach of the sword.)

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"Don't be confused... maintain a high degree of unity of will and emotion... a fighting will that is harder to shake than a rock... a firm purpose that will never give up until something is cut off..."

As if he chewed every word and every sentence, Aomori softly repeated the teachings of his boss Kiryu at a volume that only he could hear clearly.

After a while, he "whispered..." and turned the various emotions in his heart into sounds.

Then - he no longer made any demands on his current state of mind.

Stop thinking in words... he said to himself.

Let the consciousness flow through your mind.

Let your thoughts soar in the night sky of Edo!

At this moment, Aomori seemed to understand Boss Kiryu's teachings.

He felt... he was entering a very wonderful state.

Bet everything on me...

The dark clouds that originally filled Qingdeng's mind had dispersed, and his vision suddenly became wider and brighter.

All sounds gradually fade away from the surroundings, and only a "buzzing" noise can be heard in the ears.

Bet everything on me.

After hearing, even vision and touch began to move away from Qingdeng.

At this time, Qingdeng could no longer see the enemy in front of him, nor could he see himself...or in other words, he couldn't feel his own existence.

He felt like an inconspicuous piece of dust, floating lightly.

Bet everything on me!

The sound disappeared.

The night wind around me also disappeared.

Qingdeng felt like he was standing in a quiet space with no breeze... or even air.

His body and spirit were all reduced to nothingness.

In his world...the only thing left is the knife at his waist!
To be continued...