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Chapter 1082 "Yuan Yang +14"! Qing Deng's kidney energy is becoming more and more abundant! [5100]

Even if you become a "monster" and even if you possess extraordinary powers, you cannot escape the inherent instinctive reactions of humans.

When your hands are burned, you will pull them back, and when you feel pain, you will subconsciously take defensive measures...

After his neck was cut, Xilika quickly leaned back, away from Qingdeng and raised his hand to press the wound.

This time the wound was truly fatal! If an ordinary person was hit by this knife, he would either die on the spot or be about to die!

Even though Xilika possessed extraordinary powers, it still took him a longer time to heal his wounds.

During this time, the gushing blood dyed his left palm, which was covering the wound, bright red.

It took nearly five seconds for the hideous wound to finally close.

Qing Deng has been observing and studying Xilika's self-healing ability.

After the previous few rounds of fighting, he had a general understanding: the more serious the injury, the longer it would take to heal.

"Your recovery ability is not unlimited... If that's the case, then it's easy."

Qing Deng twisted his right wrist as he spoke, and the blade flipped over to shake off the remaining blood on the edge.

"Xilika, I'm going to advise you one last time - surrender."

"By now, you should have understood the difference in strength between you and me."

"You have no chance of winning - this is not a sarcasm, this is a hard fact."

Faced with Qing Deng's last attempt to persuade him to surrender, Xilika did not respond - he responded with fierce actions!

But he saw him jumping into the air, and after reaching the highest point, he carried the potential energy of falling and fell straight towards Qingdeng, and the knife in his hand whistled straight towards Qingdeng's crown.

Seeing that Xilika once again rejected his attempt to surrender, a trace of regret flashed across Qingdeng's eyes, and then he gathered all his strength again and prepared to fight.

He moved his feet quickly and steadily, twisting his body slightly to the right, causing Xilika's jumping attack to miss.

As soon as Xilika's feet touched the ground, he immediately turned around and swung his arms, with the sword in his hand drawing a neat fan shape, covering the position where Qing Deng had just stood - the moment before he swung the sword, Qing Deng had already disappeared from the spot.

He flashed behind Xilika, and the two figures were so close that they almost merged into one.

Before Xilika could react, the lightning-fast black knife cut off some of his flesh again - this time it was his waist and abdomen that were cut.

Knowing that this level of injury was not enough to make the opponent lose the ability to resist, Qing Deng did not careless. He seriously put on a Zanxin stance, ready to deal with the opponent's counterattack at any time.

Sure enough, after Xilika groaned twice in pain, he acted as if nothing had happened - in fact, he was really fine, as his new wound had disappeared - he turned around and faced Qingdeng, and a new offensive was about to begin.

A roar burst out from Xilika's throat, and he tensed all the muscles in his body, causing his body to become a little smaller.

The purpose of storing energy is to exert better energy.

It is obvious that amazing explosive power is accumulated in Xilika's arms.

The next moment, the slender sword, which was already covered with many gaps, slashed out fiercely! The air being cut made a sharp whistling sound! The sound was so shocking that it was completely worthy of the evaluation of "thunderous force".

But Qing Deng just held up the black knife in his palm without using any techniques and just blocked it.

clang! !

The sound of the two knives colliding was like a cannon fire. When the sound waves spread out, it seemed as if even the thick dust that had accumulated on the beams for many years could be shaken off.

Qing Deng rarely suffered losses in sword fights, and this was even more so after he recast the Vairocana sword into a black sword.

After the collision, the black knife was still intact.

On the other hand, Xilika's sword...there is another notch on the blade.

Because it was a head-on collision, the resulting reaction force was shocking.

The powerful reaction force swept towards the two knife-wielding men like a shock wave.

The strength comparison between the two sides was vividly demonstrated at this moment.

Faced with the impact of this reaction force, Qing Deng was very calm. He held the handle of the knife firmly with both hands, and planted his feet firmly on the ground, standing safely.

Xilika was shaken by the huge force. He staggered back several steps holding the rebounded sword, looking very embarrassed.

After barely stabilizing his body, he gritted his teeth, and as soon as he regrouped, he couldn't wait to attack again.

He lowered his center of gravity slightly and galloped like a cheetah.

One step, two steps... just two steps to reach maximum speed.

Xilika took advantage of the momentum to swing his sword, converting the potential energy of running into the power of the slash.

In an instant, the silver light of the sword entered Qingdeng's eyes again.

Speed ​​brings power—the power of his sword was even greater than before!
Qing Deng silently raised his knife to meet the attack.

The moment the two passed each other, two "pythons" - one black and purple, one silver and white - entangled and bit each other in mid-air, and the winner was decided in a matter of seconds - the black and purple "python" had the upper hand.

Vairocana bounced off the sword, then suddenly jumped up like a python and bounced towards Xilika's neck... Xilika's carotid artery was cut again.

The two people passed each other, and the tatami under their feet made a "dong dong" sound.

“Huh…huh…huh…huh…”

Xilika gasped in pain while waiting for his injuries to heal.

His physical strength is not unlimited after all.

The intense and fierce battle that left him no room to breathe caused all his limbs to groan in pain.

He couldn't count how many times he had been killed.

If it weren't for his amazing recovery ability, he would have died long ago, and died several times in a row.

Although the "Berserker's Essence" can greatly increase his strength, it does not suppress pain.

He still felt pain when the blade cut his flesh.

Suffering fatal injuries repeatedly, the accumulating pain and the unspeakable psychological pressure are enough to drive a person crazy!
Xilika is now holding on with just one breath, otherwise he would have collapsed long ago.

In fact, his body, which was at the limit of its limit, was not the most critical issue - the current condition of his weapons was even less optimistic!
Xilika looked down at the sword in his hand.

His beloved sword had turned into the shape of a saw. From the guard to the tip, not a single part was intact. Within seven... no, five rounds, the blade would be completely broken and shattered.

Xilika gritted his teeth, a complicated expression appeared on his cheeks, as if he was hesitating about something.

After a moment, he took a deep breath:

"Tachibana Aoto, this will be my...final blow...!"

"I put all my strength, all my speed, all my everything into this one strike."

"If you accept it...you win!"

After saying this, without waiting for Qing Deng to respond, he lowered the blade with the tip pointing to the ground.

Then, he raised the blade in a circle, drawing a half moon. The tip of the blade, which was originally pointing diagonally at the ground, now pointed directly at the ceiling... a standard upper section.

Tachijutsu is an ancient sword technique that was born on the battlefield.

All ancient martial arts designed for fighting are often very simple and direct, without any complicated techniques - showing off on the battlefield is purely an act of seeking death.

Therefore, the final blow described by Xilika was not a complicated mystery, but an extremely pure downward strike!
No longer consider life or death, victory or defeat, and put all your strength and thoughts into swinging this sword! Its name is: Ichidachi!

This kind of moves is very similar to Satsuma's Shikken-ryu... No, to be more precise, it is Satsuma's Shikken-ryu that retains the ancient style.

Satsuma Domain was far away from the political and cultural center of Japan, so the legacy of the Heian period still exists today. The Shigen-ryu sword technique was derived from this ancient sword technique of "facing death with indifference".

Disregarding life and death...it sounds simple, but how many people can really do it?

When swinging a sword to attack the enemy, one will always subconsciously consider success or failure; when the enemy attacks, one will always subconsciously fear life and death... All of the above are normal.

At this time, Xilika fell into intense self-doubt.

Can I really beat Nioh?

Even with the most positive attitude, he couldn't give an optimistic response to this question.

As soon as he thought of this, beads of cold sweat broke out on Xilika's forehead, and his palms were also wet with sweat.

Suddenly, he recalled He Poyi who had just shown determination and declared that he would fight with him until the last moment.

Looking at the "Ainu Coalition", there are definitely many people like Hepoi who are willing to live and die with Xilika.

They either firmly believe in the ambition of "taking back their ancestral lands" or simply respect Xilika.

Yeah...there's nothing to hesitate about.

Even if I manage to defeat Nioh, I probably won't have the energy to deal with Ilankiri (Ogata). I'm going to die anyway, so why hesitate? The more heroic the death, the better!
Thinking of this, Xilika half-closed his eyes and let out a breath.

When he opened his eyes again, a sharp light burst out from them, as if a wild bear would jump out of them at any time!
At first glance, nothing has changed in appearance.

However, Qing Deng and Ogata who were present saw it very clearly.

Until 3 seconds ago, Xilika was filled with anxiety, and even his knife-holding posture became messy.

And at this moment, all of the above disappeared.

The impatience was put back.

The posture of holding the knife became steady, exuding a solemn murderous aura.

In the eyes of others, Qingdeng, who had been suppressing Xilika since the start of the war, had an overwhelming advantage.

But in fact, Qing Deng, who was confronting Xilika, knew very well that Xilika's spirit was extremely high at the moment, almost to the point where it could not be better!
If you take it lightly, you will definitely get into trouble and may even end up in a tragic situation.

Qing Deng thought for a moment, then turned his right wrist, danced a beautiful sword flower, changed his grip to an inverted grip, slowly put the sword back into the sheath, lowered his waist, and assumed an Iai stance.

One was slashing with all his might, the other was using the sword-drawing technique... The two men's distant confrontation seemed to have solidified the air at the scene into a block of iron... both heavy and cold.

The setting sun, which was about to sink into the horizon, dyed the huge room an orange-red color, casting two long shadows that were tightly attached to the wall.

If you stand in the corridor outside the room, you can clearly see two figures reflected on the paper sliding door, just like a shadow play.

At this moment, the "shadow show" has not yet begun and seems to be still in the preparation stage.

It didn’t keep the audience waiting for long.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures moved at the same time, and the distance between them was wiped out in an instant! They merged into one!

Even through the paper sliding door, one could see two flashes of knife light flashing alternately.

After passing each other, the two men took several steps with the momentum of cracking the ground, stopped their charge, maintained their sword-drawing postures, and turned their backs to each other.

Through the paper sliding door, I couldn't see how they attacked.

In fact, even if you were in the room, it would be difficult to see their confrontation clearly.

To ordinary people, they only saw the two people running towards each other at a rapid speed, without any stopping, and directly crossed their sleeves. They could vaguely see two flashes of swords and hear a sharp sound of blades hitting each other, but they could not even tell who was the winner and who was the loser.

Of course, in a confrontation of this level, the winner and loser will be decided very quickly.

Crack, crack... a slight cracking sound suddenly rang out.

Spider-web-like cracks clung to the blade of the katana, expanding and deepening... After a while, the katana in Xilika's hand broke into two pieces, and the broken half fell to the ground with a "bang".

Immediately afterwards, Xilika also came into close contact with the ground.

I saw him holding his chest with a look of pain on his face, and then he slipped to the ground.

A huge wound covered his entire upper body, and a huge amount of blood gushed out, instantly staining a large area of ​​the tatami beneath him red.

In the previous confrontation, Qing Deng's sword-drawing and slashing were faster - it was these tiny differences that determined the outcome.

The blade swung diagonally upward, first breaking Xilika's attack with its brute force, and then slashed towards Xilika's body with the remaining force, from his right abdomen to his left shoulder.

Qing Deng did not count them carefully, but according to his personal estimation, at least 6 or 7 bones were cut by his sword.

In such a head-on confrontation, even Qing Deng had no time to show mercy.

He could only secretly hope that Xilika was not dead, and that the recovery power in his body could work harder to heal this huge wound.

The moment after he chopped down Xilika, the system voice in Qing Deng's mind arrived as expected -

【Ding! Scan to talent]

[Successfully copied talent: "Yuan Yang +6"]

[Talent introduction: The kidneys are not prone to disease. The kidney energy is much fuller and healthier than that of ordinary people.]

【Ding! It is detected that the host already has the same type of talent]

【Ding! Start talent fusion]

【Ding! Talent fusion successful]

[“Yuan Yang +8” ability upgrade——“Yuan Yang +14”]

[“Yuan Yang +14” talent introduction: The talent effect is enhanced on the original basis. With the blessing of the eternal talent “Chosen One”, there is no upper limit to the talent level]

"Yuan Yang" became Qing Deng's first talent to break through the "+9" mark after he acquired the eternal talent "The Chosen One".

"Yuan Yang + 14"... Hearing this astonishing numerical suffix, Qing Deng's facial expression became weird.

Putting aside the battles, "Yuan Yang" must be one of the talents that Qing Deng uses most often in daily life.

Traditional Chinese medicine says that people with strong kidney qi have plenty of energy.

Qing Deng often works like a "hard worker" on weekdays. He works for more than ten hours straight, goes without sleep for several days and nights, and torments his body in various ways without getting exhausted. This is largely due to the blessing of "Yuan Yang".

In addition to the workplace, this talent also plays a huge role in private.

In fact, Sanako and others were very dissatisfied with Qing Deng's excessive energy.

Even if they cooperated with each other, they still found it difficult to deal with Qing Deng's fierce attack.

Now, his "Yuan Yang" has been upgraded again, and it is a substantial upgrade... Qing Deng seemed to be able to foresee that Sanako and others would look at him with helplessness and resentment.

After briefly sighing over his greatly increased kidney energy, Qing Deng quickly came to his senses and refocused on the battle at hand...even though the battle was already over.

“Ho…! Ho…! Ho…! Ho…! Ho…! Ho…!”

Xilika opened his mouth wide and greedily swallowed the oxygen.

The previous blow completely exhausted all the strength in his body.

He was truly exhausted now, without even the strength to move a finger.

Qing Deng wiped off the remaining blood on the blade while walking towards Xilika.

At the same time, Ogata on the side also stepped forward.

The two men stood in front of Xilika, one on the left and one on the right, blocking out the sunset glow, and their mountain-like figures pressed down on him.

Qing Deng said calmly:

"Xilika, the winner has been decided, just surrender. I have some questions for you, and I hope you can answer them obediently. This will be good for both you and me."

After saying this, he lightly swung the blade, knocking off the only remaining broken blade in Xilika's hand, which not only disarmed Xilika but also prevented him from committing suicide.

It is not difficult to see that Xilika's recovery ability has its limits.

It took more than ten seconds for the huge cut on his upper body to heal.

Such a long time had passed, and the amount of blood that had flowed was difficult to measure, so that Xilika's face looked very ugly, as if it was covered with a layer of white powder.

Not only did the healing speed slow down, but the recovery effect was also much worse. The wound did not fully recover, leaving a conspicuous scar.

Facing Qing Deng's questioning, Xilika looked indifferent. He glanced at Qing Deng without any sadness or joy, and then sneered silently.

Although he didn't say a word, his meaning was very clear: I won't say anything.

Even if I am defeated, even if I become your prisoner, I will never surrender to you!

Xilika's attitude was completely within Qingdeng's expectations.

From the very beginning, he didn't think that Xilika would cooperate with him obediently.

The opponent who was completely defeated would say cheerfully, "You fought really well! I admire you! If you have anything you want to ask, just ask! I will tell you everything I know!"... Such good things that happen to be like pie in the sky will never happen.

Qing Deng is not afraid of such stubborn and stubborn elements - they, the Shinsengumi, have a lot of experience in dealing with such people!

Back then, the Sonnōjō patriot Furutaka Shuntaro also vowed, "I will never surrender!" and "You dog of the shogunate, eat shit!" However, after being nailed with two long spikes by Hijikata Toshizo, he immediately surrendered and provided important information such as "attempt to burn down Kyoto", which directly led to the outbreak of the "Ikedaya Incident".

Qing Deng wanted to see whether Xilika's will was stronger or his Shinsengumi's interrogation methods were better.

Just as Qing Deng leaned over and prepared to tie up Xilika—

“Cough, cough—! Cough, cough, cough—! Cough, cough, cough—!”

Xilika's face suddenly changed, his eyes bulged, his mouth opened wide, and he vomited out sticky blood that was black and purple.

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PS: Leopard Leopard has been trying new ways to describe battles, and this chapter uses the freehand style of "shadow play".