Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 117 Kuroki's Provocation

hiss--

Seeing the blocked sword, everyone gasped, a chill shot from their feet to their heads in an instant, and everywhere they passed, all the hairs sprang up.

tick~
The water droplets fell gently and slid into the bottom of the bamboo along the cross-section of the bamboo joints, and the ripples slowly spread out, circle after circle, spreading continuously, and the crystal light shone on the undulating water surface Then, for a while, the waves were rippling.

Kacha~
With a crisp sound, in the shocked eyes of everyone, a small crack appeared at the place where the knife touched the knife, and then gradually became larger, slowly, slowly...

With a bang, it broke into two pieces and fell to the ground with a ding-ding sound. In an instant, everyone's eyes widened, and their pupils trembled uncontrollably. This...

wow——

"My God, she she she she..."

"Okay...it's amazing."

"Just kidding, it was blocked so quickly."

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

"Who is she? She's so strong."

"Tsk tsk tsk, to be able to block Xiyuan Temple Aoki's surprise attack, it seems that he is not an ordinary person."

"Yeah, I just don't know which family's junior it is. Such a strong person is really good."

Call ~
Outside the house, the wind is still blowing, and the falling green leaves occasionally float into the dojo from the skylight and fall on the wooden floor. The girl still maintains the posture of holding the knife in both hands, with black hair and the upright knife, leisurely. The costumes, like the slowly falling leaves, are extremely eye-catching.

The sharp and cold gaze was as real as it was, passing through the crowd in front of him and falling on the purple-haired boy who was present, and then slowly stood up.

hum~
The air flow surged, and the light blue sword energy suddenly fainted, lingering around her, and then, flowing down the famous knife in her hand, the biting coldness spread instantly...

Sanada Genemon's pupils shrank, and the hand holding the teacup tightened unconsciously; Tezuka Kuni closed his eyes slightly, and did not make any movements, but the hand on his left knee was slightly clenched.

Hiyoshii narrowed his eyes slightly, and the stream of light flashed in his eyes. He glanced at Hiyoshiwaka who was sitting on the stage on the right, and then looked back expressionlessly; Shiraishi Zangying turned his black eyes slightly, and looked at the people around him With a glance, he took a sip from the teacup in hand.

Masao Atobe caressed the corners of his eyes with his fingers, raised his brows slightly, and his deep gaze flashed away in his eyes.

呲——

bang bang—

With a false move, Sanada forced Xiyuanji Aoki back, but due to the violent inertia, he was forced to slide several meters away.

Aoki of Saiyuanji on the opposite side was not feeling well either, but he did two somersaults and stood firmly five steps away. He slightly raised his head and looked at the imposing Fujiwara Kuna, his golden eagle eyes narrowed slightly, sharp A cold light came out from it, shooting directly at Fujiwara.

However, when she saw the knife in her hand, her pupils tightened, "Famous knife Qiushui!!!"

Hearing this, all the people present who knew the way of kendo narrowed their eyes, and looked at the knife in Fujiwara's hand in unison.

That knife is very strange, but anyone who knows the knife can tell that it is a Tang knife, the blade is straight and sharp, and a small red blood groove extends along the blade to the tip.

The cold light walks silently, sometimes across the blood groove, and sometimes stays at the tip of the knife. The reflected cold light is extremely cold, and the invisible aura emanating faintly gives people a sense of oppression that strangers should not get close to. Can't help trembling.

"Hiss—" Rao Tezuka Kuniichi couldn't calm down anymore, "It really is one of the four famous swords in China."

Hiyoshii nodded slightly, "That's right, it's the famous sword Qiushui ranked third."

"Didn't this sword disappear more than 300 years ago? How did it appear here? And..." Sanada Genemon frowned, and it was still in the hands of Kuna. Is this a blessing or a curse?

Famous Sword Qiushui! ! !

Xiyuanji Kuroki closed his eyelids, his deep purple eyes shone slightly, but it was only for a moment that he returned to his previous stubbornness, but the coldness in it was even worse.

Shiraishi Zangying resumed the action of putting the teacup, and put it gently on the low table, but didn't say a word.Masao Atobe glanced at his grandson not far away, he was still so gorgeous and arrogant, he couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Xiyuanji fanshi glanced at Qiushui in Fujiwara's hand, said nothing, just lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea.

"Hey, I'm not mistaken."

"Oh my god, it's really the famous sword Qiushui."

"Mingdao Qiushui looks like this, tsk tsk tsk, it's really an eye-opener."

"Why does that girl have that famous knife?"

As soon as this remark came out, people gradually became quiet, yes, how could this girl have such a famous knife?

Generally speaking, people who are not qualified to be granted a sword can only use wooden swords. Regardless of their age, only the person who has been granted a sword can use a sword, and they use the sword that was awarded to him (her).

So, this girl was awarded the knife?And it's a great knife! ! !This has to make people consider her identity background, what kind of identity background can give a girl a famous knife?

This is a very worthy question.

Genemon Sanada narrowed his eyes, looking past Fujiwara to the girl behind her.

That girl was still so quiet, like a bystander who stayed out of the matter, without any pity and pity, but with endless indifference and indifference, which made him, an old guy with half a foot in the ground, secretly admire him.

but……

Sanada Genemon turned his head and glanced at Qiushui in Fujiwara's hand, his eyebrows frowned slightly, that child was too willing to give such a precious sword to Kuna.

"A samurai without a sword is not worthy of being called a samurai."

Just when everyone's attention was focused on the autumn water in Fujiwara's hand, Saiyuanji Aoki said coldly, looking at the expressionless Sanada on the opposite side, he closed his eyelids, turned to look at Fujiwara Kuna, "Follow me Compete."

Genichiro Sanada was slightly startled, his brows furrowed indistinctly.

During the competition just now, Xiyuan Temple Aoki suddenly showed a strange expression that seemed to be a sneak attack, and he was able to relax for a moment, which also caused his sword to be blown away by him, and he lost a move, and unexpectedly appeared This kind of mistake is really too lax.

Fujiwara's eyelids were slightly retracted, and a cold light covered the square lenses, with a white glow covering the sharp line of sight in the orange-purple pupils.

"No!" Genemon Sanada frowned, and flatly refused, "Don't forget, today is the day Genichiro gave the sword."

"Oh? Really?" The corner of the Xiyuan Temple fan's mouth hooked, and he gently put down the teacup in his hand, "Then why do I remember, someone seems to have said that there is no limit to the challenge."

Hearing this, Genemon Sanada's face darkened, he seemed to have said this just now.

So, pursing his lips, he turned his head to look at Fujiwara Kuna, only to see Fujiwara slightly nodded to him, indicating that it was okay, Sanada Genemon could not help but take a deep breath, waved his hand, "Okay."

"Edogawa—"

A slightly deep voice suddenly sounded, Fujiwara's pupils shrank, a white stream of light flashed past her ears, and a gust of wind swept away her Mofa, Goto and the others stared at each other, Oops! ! !

Duo——

Almost at the same time, there was a muffled sound, and a short white knife was inserted into the table in front of Sakura like lightning. The handle of the knife was being held by a white and immature hand, and there was a subtle buzzing sound from the blade. , accompanied by the boy's stubborn and stubborn voice, "I like you."

(End of this chapter)