Chapter 752 Broken Curse (Nine)

In the dojo, Keiji Kamakura, who volunteered, had a bit of a demeanor of being ready to die.

However, even though he was in good condition compared to the rest of the Tomb Guarding Family, he was still covered in blood on the white kendo suit he had just changed into.

It is more in line with the image of the gravekeeper.

During the comments, Fu Qian had already avoided a knife without hesitation.

Unlike the way I waved it a few times before, the Kamakura family obviously has a matching set of skills for this weird long sword.

It was slashed with one knife, and it smelled like a crying and ghostly roar.

This curse sword cannot mean spiritual pollution, right?

Fu Qian couldn't help but sigh for a moment.

After all, it is something that has lasted for hundreds of years. Even if it is again, it shouldn't rely solely on this kind of juggling.

clang!

He sideways and avoids Keiji Kamakura's backhand slash, Fu Qian flicks his finger and flies the sword blade.

The last time I used this trick, I was fighting with the female swordsman Vial.

It was that special training that gave me some personal experience of the kendo path.

Of course, although both of them use swords from the one in front of you, the two styles are really far from each other.

Weir's double-sting sword is exquisite and sharp, and it is definitely not a fantasy, but compared with this Curse Sword, it is still much more upright.

In addition to the strange sound effects, every move Kamakura Keiji in front of him had a strange twist, like a butcher who could not wait to cut the person into pieces.

Every move is skillful and experienced, but also skillful chopping meat.

Could it be that this knife is called turpent bone cutting?

While complaining, Keiji Kamakura ended his smooth and weird attack in time, and he closed his moves to widen the distance.

As a result, I naturally found nothing and didn't even hurt a single hair before paying.

But you have to think about everything better, at least it will hurt yourself.

Dang!

The next moment, the queen of Keiji Kamakura's nightclub could no longer hold it and fell heavily to the ground.

His entire right arm was quickly soaked in blood.

At first glance, you can see several incisions extending to the back of your hand, which can see the bones deep.

It turns out that you can't use a sword, and this adverse reaction has come out.

"I'm fine."

Even so, this person forced himself to do not fall down and used his other hand to signal others not to go there first.

The next moment, he looked up expressionlessly and stared at Fu Qian.

He looks like fighting for family honor, and he doesn't want others to enter the field rashly because the duel is not over yet, right?

Fu Qian exclaimed and looked down at the back of his right hand.

Intact, but-

Click!

The next moment, a drop of red blood fell on it.

A silent incision appeared on his right cheek.

What is 100% confirmed is that there was no hit there by Keiji Kamakura's meat-chopping knife technique.

...

The rank is indeed high!

With the attention of everyone, Fu Qian looked up at the ceiling, allowing the wound to flow with blood.

The power to leave this scar on yourself is much more advanced than that of mid-level extraordinary.

It wasn't even a sharp blade of void. At that moment, it was like my flesh and blood cracking on its own, more natural than nature.

Hula!

At this moment, after a brief silence, the atmosphere outside the venue was instantly warm.

When I turned around, I saw that the Kamakura clan, including Mi Kamakura, was full of pride and full of pride.

That's a demigod!

No matter how others slander, the Kamakura family's kendo really hurt a demigod!

Fu Qian understood their feelings very well. Seeing that they were holding them all up, they screamed out loud, and they automatically subtitled them.

But are you getting something wrong?

The Curse Sword, which even a demigod can cut wounds, is chopping you down now?

While sighing, Fu Qian did not interrupt their suffering and joy.

People still need a little obsession, regardless of whether this obsession is harmful.

“Good fight.”

He nodded at Kamakura Keiji, and the next moment he left the field with a cool and joined the observation team.

"How about it?"

Given that the observation team is silent now, Fu Qian looked around and asked someone who is not so confused.

...

With such a familiar tone, even Brother Akai was a little flattered for a moment.

After looking around, he realized that the conversation between the two was instantly paid attention, and the next moment he pondered for a moment.

"I agree with your opinion just now, and it feels that it is really different from Kendo."

"I have seen Dean Li Weixuan's methods, and they are indeed extremely fierce. It is not impossible to leave such scars, but..."

He looked at Fu Qian's right face, as if the extra mouth was opened.

"There is a fundamental difference between the two, that is, the power that caused this wound does not seem to be directly related to Keiji Kamakura."

"The same feeling, this should be why, the Kamakura family's cursed kendo can cause a killing effect if it fails to hit, because the killing is not caused by them at all."

Cass, who was standing by, also joined in at the right time and agreed with Akai's statement.

"In addition, it seems that healing ability is also affected?"

The next moment he asked the face before giving.

“To be precise, it was offset by constant cutting.”

Fu Qian's fingers slide along the wound to find the most accurate way to describe them.

"This damage seems to last for a long time, not just that moment, so even if the flesh and blood try to heal, it will still be cut open."

The truth is the truth, but for a flesh-and-blood expert like Fu Qian, it is not that difficult to offset this damage.

The reason why the wound remains is because he deliberately suppressed his recovery.

After all, it is a special case, so the experimental results should be as universal as possible.

We are the title of professor at the Apocalypse Academy of the Academy, and our research is very rigorous.

"So what we need to do, seems to be finding the source of strength and then trying to cut off the connection."

Cass nodded and made a fairly reasonable deduction.

"Dean Li is indeed instinct. He immediately said that this swordsmanship is of no value and he is unwilling to come."

The next moment he sighed and sighed to Ji Liushuang on the side.

"Does Liushuang have any other ideas?"

"……there is none left."

After being asked by the academic leader for comment again, Ji Liushuang acted low-key and modest.

"I just had a little bit of scattered intuition. The teachers' test inferences have benefited me a lot. I am very glad to follow them together this time."

When she said this, she looked at Fu Qian naturally.

"Especially Mr. Yun, your thoughts on kendo have also given me a lot of inspiration."

Inspiration? That kind of soup soup at the level of spiritual chicken soup?

Can we just talk nonsense? How can we achieve such a great effect?

This glance made Fu Qian a little surprised. At the same time, the next moment, he realized that Ji Liushuang's eyes were a little strange.

Wait, have I talked about this soup once before?
Chapter completed!