Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 517 Tang Shiying, the peerless swordsman
Lu Huizhong, who had the strongest perception, looked up into the distance, intending to put down the grilled wings in his hand and stand up to meet the enemy.

He Songling, this disgusting guy, was so considerate that he put Lu Huizhong's finger in his mouth and sucked it twice. When Lu Huizhong wanted to hit him, he said, "Wipe the oil off your hands so that they won't slip when we fight."

"Xiao Lu, you should take a break first." Tang Shiying couldn't stand this farce any longer, so he held Lu Huizhong's shoulder and stood up with a knife in hand. He could already see that the one rushing forward was the demon Eita in a Japanese school uniform.

As a swordsman, he specifically asked to go on the field just to deal with the demon Eita.

"Hey!" The demon Eita had obviously seen Tang Shiying standing up. He, or rather the sword spirit in his hand, felt the call of a fellow swordsman and became excited instantly. He gushed out a large amount of red Qi waves, raised the sword high, and chopped Tang Shiying on the head.

"when!"

Tang Shiying did not engage in a head-on confrontation with the demon sword Hirumaru. The Japanese's sword-forging skills were indeed amazing. Not only could they not be blocked by a delicate weapon like the Tang Clan's hand daggers, even their Tang Clan's black-tailed armor could not withstand the slashing power of this thing.

He used some clever force and poked the large white knife, which was as sharp as the one a butcher used to shave meat, from the side along the blade, deflecting his knife, and it fell down, brushing against his shoulder.

Majin Eita's first move was a big, sweeping slash, and he had already used up all his strength, so it was difficult to change direction. But Tang Shiying used his ingenuity to break through the clumsiness, poking from the side, and with the remaining strength, he pushed the blade outwards, and a semi-circular slash went towards Majin Eita.

If this knife had hit the target, it would have cut off half of the demon Eita's head.

Nikaido Eita used the force of the downward chop to slam the knife that was about to fall to the ground into the rocky ground. With the reaction force, he stepped back half a meter and dodged Tang Shiying's knife.

The demon controlled by the demon sword showed no fear, instead his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light: "Swordsman, good, a good opponent, come on, fight!"

After saying that, he rushed forward with a samurai sword in hand, just like Feng Xiaogang.

Not surprisingly, it was blocked by Tang Shiying with a small flip blade.

Tang Shiying is very skilled in martial arts. In the Tang Sect, he is the best in direct duels, even Tang Bingwen and Tang Jiaren are not as good as him. He is one of the few people who are good at direct combat in this sect that focuses on assassination and assassination.

As for the demon Eita, his mind was not pure. In fact, except for people like Feng Baobao who seemed to have the body of an immortal, it was difficult for anyone to completely let the sword spirit control their body. Therefore, he could not fully exert the sword spirit strength that was almost at the level of a "sword saint". He could only rely on the various enemy moves and sword techniques absorbed by Hirumaru over the years to dismantle them, which was actually inferior.

Moreover, in the process of being controlled by the sword spirit, the demon will become crazy and desperate to duel with the master swordsman. In the original work, after a simple fight, Tang Shiying concluded that the demon Eita could be killed in less than half a minute.

Although this conclusion was made based on the fact that Majin Eita attacked without regard for his life under siege, it is still certain that Tang Shiying's frontal strength is higher than Majin Eita's, much higher.

So the two of them exchanged more than a dozen moves in an instant, and the demon Eita saw that he was at an absolute disadvantage by Tang Shiying.

“Swordsman!” Wakasa Chubei, who had just arrived, blinked his eyes, “What’s going on? Damn it, hurry up and stop the other swordsman!”

"Know!"

Yohei Aoyama and Ittosai Makino, two men armed with samurai swords, rushed up from the left and right, attacking Tang Shiying from both ends. At this time, the demon Eita in front of him also chopped down with his magic sword Hirumaru from top to bottom. Seeing that Tang Shiying was unable to split himself, he could block one but not the other, and it seemed that he was about to die by the sword.

"Humph."

Tang Shiying was not afraid at all. He spread his hands flat, and it seemed that he couldn't even hold the sword steadily, which made Makino Ittosai, a pure Japanese swordsman, furious. "Damn it, although I failed to master the magic sword Hirumaru, I now have the blade 'Phantom Sword'. You old man who wields a stupid sword like a farm tool, do you want to try to block my unpredictable Phantom Sword head-on!"

The samurai sword in Makino Ittosai's hand melted like running water, with water droplets splashing everywhere. It changed from a nearly straight blade into a crescent-shaped scimitar and slashed towards Tang Shiying's kidney.

"go!"

Tang Shiying held the hilt of the knife with his hand backwards, and the broad-bladed white knife happened to turn in a circle. In an instant, there was a "ding-dong" sound, and the phantom sword of Makino Ittosai, the magic sword of Nikaido Eita, and the samurai sword in Aoyama Yohei's hand were strangely drawn in a circle and collided with each other.

"Things like that are really useful." Tang Shiying laughed.

"Good, Master, great Tai Chi sword!" He Songling, who was watching the fun from the sidelines, clapped and cheered loudly.

"What the hell is this!" Makino Itosai was horrified.

In the original work, Makino Ittosai was killed instantly by Tang Shiying's Tai Chi sword. If Erli had not appeared in time and killed Tang Shiying with a sneak attack, neither Makino Ittosai nor Nikaido Eita would have been able to escape.

This shows how good Tang Shiying's swordsmanship is. Among the people He Songling has seen, only the masters of the Taishan and Penglai sword schools can compare with him. Liuyun Sword has never seen the master, so Lin Zifeng and his senior brother are far inferior to Tang Shiying.

He really is worthy of being called an assassin who can retire safely by using his frontal attack while others are attacking secretly.

This time it was not the critical moment of the decisive battle. More importantly, Zhuang Bingwei was still on the puppet, and Chubingwei could not use his full strength, which made Tang Shiying lose face.

"Let me show you my ugliness." Tang Shiying did not chase after them. The large army of Bihe Ren had arrived, and he alone could definitely not defeat ten of them. He smiled, bowed, and retreated.

"Oh shit!"

The demon Eita, whose mind was already a little crazy, wanted to raise his knife and continue chopping, but Chubei's commander held him down.

"Want to fight?" He Songling looked up at the Bihe Ninjas, smiled and raised a deer leg to poke it into the air, and asked, "Want to fight and eat together? It's almost noon."

"Humph……"

Wakasa Chubei snorted coldly. How could he dare to eat anything from the Tang Sect? These people were all experts in poisoning. Seeing that the demon Eita was under control, he raised his neck and the ten people slowly retreated away from this place.

"Damn...what's wrong with this guy?"

Only when he retreated to a place where he could no longer see the Tang Sect members did Chubei heave a sigh of relief. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and realized that not only his forehead but also his back was soaked with cold sweat.

"I can't figure it out at all. What on earth is this person doing here?"

(End of this chapter)