Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 456: Xia Shou vs. Kanae (Part )
The old man thrust his sword horizontally, and Xia Shou dodged to the side while drawing his sword to slash back.

In an instant, the two swords collided and collided several times in succession. Xia Shou knew that this old man was no simple man.

After a brief initial confrontation, the white-haired old man took a step forward and let out a loud shout!
"ha!!!"

He raised his sword high, took a step forward, and used a powerful upper move with his entire body weight.

Xia Shou did not hesitate. He used one of his hands that was holding the hilt to press against the back of the blade and used the sword to block.

With a sharp and piercing roar, the huge force made Xia Shou's palm numb and his hands almost loosened.

The opponent's strength is abnormally great!

And after the first chop, the second chop was launched with almost no pause, in the same posture!
"when!"

There were two deep cuts on Xia Shou's samurai sword, and the clothes on his shoulder were torn, and his shoulder seemed to have been cut, with blood spurting out.

He was clearly not hit, but he still had a wound!

Ability?

The superpowers of those who are pulled into the field will be sealed, but the guys in these fields can use their superpowers freely?

This is so unfair!

Xia Shou gritted his teeth, bent down and rolled on the ground to avoid the third vertical chop. The opponent's samurai sword fell heavily to the ground, and the floor cracked at the position where the tip of the sword extended 30 centimeters.

"Sparasi. (Wonderful)" The old man praised Xia Shou's dodging.

When Angang Kanae, who was sitting on a chair at the end of the dojo, saw this scene, her uneasy mood calmed down a little.

She saw that Xia Shou seemed to have no way to deal with the first head of the family. The laws of the domain greatly restricted the opponent's power.

If she keeps going like this, she can win!
And judging from Xia Shou's expression, he seems to be very unfamiliar with the Suzuka Sword World, perhaps it is his first time entering here.

I don’t know what tactical response he will make in this area in the future.

"Mr. Xia, actually, we don't have to be enemies." An Gang Kanae said.

Xia Shou's entire mind was focused on dodging the old man's attacks, and he had no energy to reply to Kanae's words.

Kanae didn't care about this at all and continued to talk to herself: "As long as you are willing to take me to the gate of Moyusi, we won't have to fight like this. The Angang family will be your friends forever!"

Moyusi.

It’s Mo Yusi again.

This was the nth time Xia Shou had heard this term.

During the continuous fight with the white-haired old man, Xia Shou's arms gradually lost strength and his muscles became weak.

Even though the scorpion spine gave him reaction abilities beyond that of ordinary people, allowing him to quickly adapt to complex and unfamiliar combat environments in a short period of time, it still could not change some fundamental gaps.

And now he finally understood why this old man gave him such a strong sense of oppression.

This familiar feeling of oppression... he had experienced it before.

When I was sparring with Shangguan Yan in the ring, I had a similar feeling of powerlessness. This is not supernatural power, but idealistic martial arts!

Xia Shou saw the opportunity, and when the opponent chopped again, he used his blade to block it, and then stretched out his left hand to grab the opponent's blade.

Five fingers were chopped off like radishes, and Xia Shou used his palm to resist the opponent's blade, adding a little resistance that was better than nothing.

His forearm was like a tree split in two, with the samurai sword cutting between the ulna and radius, which allowed him to seize the opponent's flaw for a moment.

"die!"

Xia Shou swung the sword with his right hand vigorously, without any skill at all. He used the long sword as an axe and hit the white-haired old man's shoulder heavily.

The first patriarch of the Angang family groaned and let out a ferocious laugh from under his white beard.

Kanahe breathed a sigh of relief.

If this blow didn't kill the patriarch, then Xia Shou would have no chance. Just as the white-haired old man drew his sword and was about to launch a second fatal attack that could not be avoided, Xia Shou took the initiative to hit the other party's drawn blade with his left hand.

The ulna of the forearm was cut at an angle, forming a sharp cone-shaped surface, and then it was inserted into the old man's throat.

Then, like pouncing on a wild animal, he pressed his entire body weight forward, thrusting the broken bone into the opponent's throat while pinning him to the ground.

After a while, the old man on the ground stopped moving.

"Huh...huh..."

Xia Shou gasped and pulled his "hand" out.

His right hand was intact, but his left hand had lost its palm, so he could no longer hold the knife with both hands. This would become an irreparable disadvantage in the subsequent battles.

Kanae stared at the chilling man in front of her and took a deep breath.

She didn't think Xia Shou could win.

She has confirmed it.

Even killing the number one man was so difficult, not to mention that there were other family heads from past generations who wanted to challenge him.

He can't resist, that's for sure.

But Natsumori still makes Kanae feel uneasy.

The crazy energy, unbridled aggressiveness, and obsession with destruction in him...either completely destroying his opponent or destroying himself.

As for what price he would have to pay to destroy his opponent, that was not within his consideration.

Is it because they can go back in time and start over that they are so unscrupulous?

Kanahui always felt that it was not that simple.

"Giggle-"

The second paper sliding door opened and a young man with black hair walked out from behind it.

He came to the body of the white-haired old man, stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and touched the old man's body as if he was touching a precious weapon.

And the moment his hand touched the corpse, the blood flowing on the ground belonged to the old man, and the old man himself turned into a pair of short knives with the handles connected by iron chains.

"So... can we start?" The black-haired man held a knife in each hand, his dark eyes staring deeply at Xia Shou.

The other party spoke in Japanese, which Xia Shou could not understand, but he could clearly guess what the other party meant.

Xia Shou quickly glanced at the paper sliding doors on both sides of the dojo.

There are dozens of doors. I won't have to fight all the people here one by one before I can finish it, right?
Moreover, the second person just turned the first person's body into a weapon, which is beyond the scope of idealistic martial arts.

In short, remember it in your mind first and then organize it when you go back.

Although the rules of this field are a bit disgusting, Xia Shou feels that they are very suitable for Su Yue.

One-on-one duel, no external interference.

It can be said that there is no place more suitable for training Su Yue than this field.

Xia Shou raised the sword in one hand and assumed a fighting stance.

The black-haired man stepped forward like lightning, drew his knife with his right hand, and threw it with his left hand!

Xia Shou tried to block both attacks with his knife at once, but the opponent pulled with his right hand, the chain tightened, and the thrown dagger was pulled back like lightning, slashing across his neck.

He felt something hit his neck gently, and then something spurted out with a hissing sound.

All my strength was gone in an instant.

He fell to the ground with a plop and closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)