My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

　　 The wind was blowing suddenly and strongly, and umbrella-like clouds covered the sky.

　　The unlit mountain forest was closed in darkness, and Serti, who stood firmly on the opposite side, collided with the Fujiwara Starry sky with the sword in his hand.

　　In an instant, Searle jumped high and fell down like a demon bird, and the sickle in his hand swung down into a violent whirlwind.

　　 Fujiwara Starry sky is holding a big sword, his body rushes like a bullet, facing the oncoming sickle, the blade of the running blade, a blow that is released, a blow that is pierced at a high speed.

　　 "铿"

　　 Sparks flew everywhere.

　　 Selti continuously danced his sickle, like a flash of light, too fast to capture the movement.

　　 The eyebrows, neck, and heart, three combos, all towards the point.

　　 However, the flashes that could not even be seen were bounced one by one by the sun-like Taito.

　　 The sickle and Taito collided and rubbed each other.

　　 The silver light was pulsating, and the battle between the knights who were rigid and soft, the nature of which was very different, burst into sparks in the moonlight.

　　 Fujiwara Star wanted to get close, which Celti would never allow.

　　 For a grown up weapon, shortening the distance is a suicidal behavior, and it is very necessary to keep it away.

　　Using the grown-up distance to suppress the enemy and control the battle situation is the correct way.

　　 Selti, who has a sickle of more than three feet, can deal with it calmly as long as he meets the enemy who enters his attack range.

　　Because it is easier to cut through an incoming foreign enemy than to attack by yourself.

　　 Fujiwara Starry sky resisted the fierce attack from the sickle while trying to reach the vicinity of Celti.

　　 The blades were intertwined, the traces of countless swings, countless collisions, and dazzling sparks.

　　 The throat, shoulders, eyebrows, heart, and the whole body were all attacked by violent storms, and the high-speed puncture that even the afterimage disappeared, there was no gap in tearing the defense at all.

　　 With every blow, Fujiwara Starry sky was bounced away, forcing him to stop.

"Well......"

　　 Bounced the sickle that was approaching the center of the eyebrows, Fujiwara Star and Selti stepped back at the same speed, and the battle entered a short standoff stage.

Behind 　　, Saito Asuka looked surprised: "Demon sword? What is that, Ishigami, you can tell me clearly."

　　 "It's the demon sword, don't you know? It seems to be called "Mura Masa"."

　　 "This is not Muramasa." Mamoru Miyano looked at the confronting two sides, and said solemnly: "This is Kirito. Unlike the pure and sharp Muramasa, Kirito can manipulate the owner's mind."

　　 "Wow... you mean that Fujiwara will become a puppet of a knife, and will he keep hacking people with that demon knife?"

　　 "I don't know." Mamoru Miyano shook his head.

　　 Ishigamikawa silently opened the memo on the phone and wrote down the material.

　　 In the battle area, Fujiwara Starry sky silently looked at Celti, thinking about countermeasures quickly.

The basic tactic of 　　 sickle is to swing, sweeping a wide range of objects that grow up, and you can’t get people to get away.

　　 If you retreat fast enough, you can’t escape the distance of the attack. If you try to counterattack and give up dodge, your abdomen will be cut, but if you move forward easily, your ribs will be easily crushed by the handle of the sickle.

　　 He is almost the same physique as Celti, and he is not protected by armor. As long as he steps into the distance of the sickle, he will receive a whirlwind attack.

　　 After a short rest, Selti stepped forward, and the sickle drove at a high speed. The speed at which it would have been difficult for people to survive has increased.

　　The Fujiwara starry sky that bounced off the sickle like a raging fire, not only did not retreat, but leaned toward the center of the sickle more and more, with falcon-like eyes saying, "I won’t go back anymore."

　　 No, Selti knew that he meant "going forward again".

　　 The sharp sound of the blade reaches the ear, like playing beautiful music.

　　 The impact of sparks continued, and the rhythm accelerated indefinitely. The battle between the two was close to a vacuum, drawing the surrounding air in as if it were about to be cut.

　　The storm-like combos are just such repetitions. There are already ten attacks and defenses. No, it's actually several times that.

　　 Shinjima thought so, his eyes kept moving along with the movement of the Fujiwara starry sky.

　　 The moon hid in the clouds, and the forest returned to its original darkness.

　　 Steel and steel are attacked like a torrential rain, and the sparks that erupt are reminiscent of the ironmaking in the forge.

　　 Between the fights, Celti suddenly disappeared.

　　 No, it was actually leaping backwards like disappearing, because the light was so dim that the Fujiwara starry sky couldn't capture her whereabouts.

　　 The sword in his hand smashed through the air and shattered the ground, rolling up the dirt.

　　 It's a pity, this knife could have been cut into her hand.

　　 He was still in regret, and Niijima really shouted from behind him.

　　 "Idiot, what are you in a daze, what is that guy doing!"

　　 Certi took advantage of his slight fascination, and instantly jumped with both feet. She jumped a few feet back and bounced as she hit the ground.

　　 can be said to be a triangular jump, she jumped towards the Fujiwara starry sky like reversing her previous jump.

　　In contrast, Fujiwara Star’s Taito was embedded in the ground.

　　 The gap is irrecoverable.

　　 The black sickle that split again in less than a second, and the sword is still stuck on the ground, Fujiwara Stars with both hands supporting the handle of the knife, turning his body like a spinning top.

　　 "!"

　　 Attack and defense also changed within one second, Selti, who noticed his carelessness and stopped, and Fujiwara Star, who twisted his body in less than a second, swept across with his legs.

　　 Selti retracted his sickle and blocked it on his chest, just as the soles of Fujiwara Star's feet arrived.

"boom!"

　　 The bounced knight and the high school student who bounced the knight showed dissatisfaction with each other.

　　 That is of course, because each other released their plans to prepare for a fatal blow to each other, so it ended in a hurry, of course it was unsatisfactory.

　　 The distance opened again, the offense and defense just now put a heavy burden on each other, and the two quietly stared at each other.

　　He is very strong...If you can speak, Selti wants to compliment him.

　　 "Miss Celti..." Fujiwara Hoshigori breathed a little, "This is the first time we have met each other, don't you mean to stop here?"

　　 "I don't think we are enemies, and, compared to fighting, don't you think we can do something more interesting?"

　　 Certi wanted to ask what was more interesting, but it was a pity that she couldn't make a sound.

　　 Fujiwara Hoshizori said intimately what is more interesting.

　　 "For example, how about a relationship?"

　　Okay, as long as you take my last blow...Selti smiled back.

　　 Then she lowered her body, surrounded by cold air, with the sickle as the center, the black mist turned into a whirlpool and hummed.

　　 The air between the two is distorted.

　　 Fujiwara starry sky set up a ghost, staring at the ghostly figure in the dark.

　　 Shinjima's clenched fist was trembling slightly, and she didn't need to remind her that the Fujiwara Starry sky facing Selti more intuitively felt how dangerous the enemy was.

　　 Ishigamikawa also frowned. He didn't know what was happening on the court, but he could clearly notice that the wind speed was accelerating and the wind pressure was getting stronger.

　　 Above the head, the helicopter of Jiuke has been hovering, an anti-material sniper rifle has been set up, and the dark muzzle is aimed at the shadow holding the black sickle.

　　 Certi kicked the ground with her feet~www.wuxiahere.com~, as if she was playing a movie, she appeared in front of Fujiwara Starry sky like a teleportation, and the sickle in her hand was slashed under his leg.

　　 This trick is useless.

　　 Fujiwara Starry sky jumped back, and the sword in his hand was about to be thrown out.

　　At that moment, Celti jumped into the air.

　　 "Split, Death's sickle."

　　 He didn't speak clearly, but there seemed to be a voice with powerful magical power echoing among the mountains and forests.

　　 The sickle that was thrown down, whirled the body of Fujiwara Star in the air and shot.

　　?

　　!

　　 Fujiwara Starry sky held a knife in his chest in a panic.

　　 "Boom!"

　　The impact caused a huge shock wave, rippled across the mountains and forests, and a huge turbulence quickly raged across the mountains.

　　 Cut trees, overturn boulders, destroy guardrails, and overthrow everything you encounter along the way with a sweeping force like a mighty army.

　　 Before the air wave swept over, Niijima quickly came to Miyano Mamoru, propped up the spiritual shield, and protected the three of them behind him.

　　 On the mountain road, Sasaki Jiro led a little brother of more than ten meters just rushed over the top of the mountain, and then, accompanied by a harsh rubbing sound.

　　 Everyone heard an explosion.

"what happened?"

　　 The voice of the questioner just fell.

　　 The whistling sound of the mountains and the ground cracked across the forest.

　　 A momentary loss of consciousness caused Sasaki Jiro to install the guardrail of the road, and he overturned the roadbed.

　　子——

　　 A series of brakes sounded, and a dozen members of the runaway group turned their backs on their backs.

　　 Just like showing off victory, violent sound waves whizzed past.

　　 Before he fell into a coma, Sasaki Jiro's last thought-it turned out that I just died in a corner.