Surviving in a Collapsed World, Is Something Wrong?

Jiang Ming naturally noticed that Mei's temperament had changed, but he didn't know what Mei was thinking, so he smiled secretly. Then, for some reason, in just a few blinks of an eye, Jiang Ming came in front of the samurai lady. With a smile in his eyes, he asked softly.

"My beautiful warrior lady, would you like to have a sword fight with me?"

"Eh?"

Miss Warrior obviously hasn't reacted yet. Her blood-red eyes are a little dazed at this moment, which makes her look cute.

But this is harmless. Jiang Ming smiled faintly and slowly retreated. After retreating to an area suitable for playing badminton, Jiang Ming drew out the sword again. After a crisp sound like a silver bell, the sword came out!

"I hold a three-foot-long sword in my hand, and I only ask for defeat! Miss Samurai, please let me learn the power of your sword style!"

Hearing this, Mei also understood what Jiang Ming meant. After calming down her confused and hot mood, Mei and Jiang Ming smiled knowingly, and then they also drew out their swords and confronted Jiang Ming.

Bronya also understood what they meant, so she dragged Kiana away.

"Ahh! Bronya, what are you doing?!"

"Stupid Kiana, shut up and just watch."

......

"Ohh! Is this going to be a showdown?!"

"I've never heard of such a plot? A special program?"

"Hey, didn't you see their outfits?"

"One is a young white-clad swordsman in the Shenzhou style! The other is a warrior lady in the Far East style! These two people who have nothing in common actually gathered here to practice swordsmanship. This is simply too cool!"

......

"Gudu."

Mei swallowed nervously. After all, she was fully aware of the difference in strength between the two parties. Her hands had already been lightly placed on her sword, waiting for the other party to attack at that moment.

Compared to Mei's inner nervousness, Jiang Ming seemed relaxed instead. He had already prepared the stance of Sword-Splitting Sky, which perfectly highlighted the elegance of the Shenzhou swordsman. But who knew that underneath that relaxation was the state of mind of defeating the enemy with one sword.

"drink!"

As if she couldn't bear the pressure, Mei shouted softly to give herself courage, and then suddenly attacked Jiang Ming with a knife.

Her nerves had already been raised to a state of high tension, her heart rate gradually increased, and her adrenaline surged rapidly.

Suddenly, Jiang Ming felt a gust of cold wind on his left. He smiled faintly and made quick movements with his hands.

"Guardian Sword, Strong Bamboo."

As Jiang Ming's voice fell, the crisp sound of the sword in his hand followed.

Ding--!

Jiang Ming easily blocked the knife. Just now, Mei arrived in an instant, wanting to decide the outcome in an instant, but this move was too easy for Jiang Ming to block.

Jiang Ming took advantage of the victory and pursued the opponent, swinging the sword in his hand continuously, stabbing and stabbing continuously, and attacking from very tricky positions.

"Open the sword and thunder."

Ding Ding Ding-!

In an instant, Jiang Ming stabbed out several times in succession, and Mei had exhausted all her strength just to defend herself.

If it weren't for the Herrscher's physique, the muscle memory formed by long-term training, and his intuition to block it, he would have been defeated a few moves ago.

But the more this happened, the happier Mei felt inside, but she also felt a little guilty, because although she was Jiang Ming's lover, she couldn't help him in fighting or against Honkai.

Although Jiang Ming didn't want her to go to the battlefield, but as he said in Manila, none of them wanted to be a useless vase, and she now wanted to prove that she could help him!

After Mei once again blocked Jiang Ming's fierce attack, she quickly retreated and put some distance between herself and him. Although her arms were slightly numb, she had never used this move in front of anyone before.

She was betting that this attack would bring her some benefits and make Jiang Ming look at her with new eyes.

Seeing Mei being so serious, Jiang Ming knew that the outcome of this competition would depend on the next sword. He got ready again and waited for Mei's attack.

But in fact, their fight just now lasted only a brief moment in the eyes of others, and the only ones who could see it clearly were Kiana and Bronya.

"Wha...what?"

"They move so fast, my eyes can't keep up!"

"It felt like they had only exchanged a few moves, but why did the samurai lady seem to be out of breath?"

"Shh, stop talking for now. It looks like they are going to win with a sword!"

Mei: "......"

Jiang Ming: "......"

"drink!!!"

Mei poured her strength into her right foot, stomped the ground hard and attacked Jiang Ming. Her sword was impeccable and as fast as lightning. By the middle of the sword, all the flaws on her body had disappeared.

This is to abandon all defense and pour everything into this sword. The highest secret of Beichen Itdaoliu is——

"A flash of lightning!"

The sword stabbed at Jiang Ming with unstoppable force. Just when Kiana and Bronya thought that Jiang Ming would definitely be defeated by this move without using Honkai energy, a scene that no one could have imagined appeared—

"My dear wife~"

"Well...!"

Jiang Ming made a coquettish sound that could only be heard between the two of them, coupled with his appearance and temperament that had already made Mei obsessed.

Upon hearing this address, Mei's whole body softened and her hands slowed down by more than half a beat. This brief moment of distraction also gave Jiang Ming the opportunity to seize the opportunity.

By the time Mei reacted and wanted to retreat, it was already too late. Jiang Ming quickly flew forward and knocked the sword out of her hand without hurting her, even though her body became limp.

Then Jiang Ming grabbed Mei's slender waist and pulled her towards him. Mei lost her balance and fell into Jiang Ming's arms. Then Jiang Ming put the sword in his hand on Mei's shoulder and declared victory in this battle.

“Eh——?!!”

"What just happened?"

"Miss Samurai, did you feel unwell during the process? Your movements just now seemed to be noticeably slower!"

"Let's not talk about other things for now. Judging from the outcome and the fight just now, Shenzhou swordsmanship is indeed stronger!"

There were shouts like these all around, but the person involved, Mei, had already blushed with shame. She didn't dare let others see her current appearance. She could only bury her head in Jiang Ming's chest and rub it hard.

"Woooo..."

"Ming thinks Mei is cuter like this and likes her more~"

Jiang Ming praised like a shrimp or a pig.

"Well...!"

......

After this competition, Jiang Ming unsurprisingly became the most dazzling presence in the venue. Countless people came to him to collect stamps, and for some reason the proportion of men was slightly higher than that of women.

Although it happened in the middle...

"Hey! Don't think you've won just because you defeated Mei! Don't forget that I'm still here!"

"Oh? Miss Witch, are you going to spar with me too? Is your weapon the broom in your hand? I understand. I will do my best. This is the greatest respect for you."

"I don't want it!"

Let’s not talk about things like that for now.

......

"Hum~"

Kiana, who was holding the Hom Sword Saint that Jiang Ming gave her, finally calmed down. Bronya also showed a satisfied smile while holding the Hom Sword Saint doll that was almost the same size as herself. Their costumes had been changed.

But when Mei hugged the Sword Saint Houm, a different emotion seemed to arise in her heart.

"What's wrong, Mei? Did you remember something?"

Jiang Ming, noticing something strange, sat down next to Mei with a smile on his face.

"Ah... well, seeing this Homu Swordmaster doll reminded me of the Homu Swordmaster who taught me the Hokushin Ittoryu in high school..."

Mei lowered her eyes, a hint of sadness emerged in her originally gentle tone, and finally she showed a self-deprecating smile.

"My father once said that inner strength is the best weapon, but just now... I was defeated so thoroughly..."

"how come."

Jiang Ming scratched his face awkwardly, then seeing that Mei was still a little emotional, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Ahem, in that case, to show my apology, I will tell you another secret, Mei-chan..."

Jiang Ming coughed twice, but was interrupted by Mei afterwards.

"No matter what I say, Mei won't be happy because there's a voice in her head that's the same as mine."

"What...what? That's not it!"

"Haha, this kind of inscription is also very cute."

"cough......"

"Alright, alright, now we're even. What was Ming going to say just now? Mei will listen carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mei pretended to listen attentively and stared at Jiang Ming seriously, waiting for his secret.

"Well, it's actually about your time in high school as the Swordmaster of Hom..."

"Eh?"

Mei obviously didn't expect Jiang Ming to mention this. Her beautiful purple eyes widened, but she had no choice but to show such surprise.

After all, when he and Jiang Ming met, Sword Saint Houm had already left. Logically speaking, Jiang Ming should not know Sword Saint Houm.

Jiang Ming also stared at Mei's eyes closely, as if observing her expression.

"The Swordmaster Houmu... is your father, Thunder Ryuma."

"..."

“Eh——?!!”

Mei obviously couldn't contain her inner confusion and shock after hearing this answer, so she asked quickly.

"W-why...?"

"It's very simple. When your father was still alive, Sword Saint Houmu would practice Beichen Ittoryu with you. But when your father left, Sword Saint Houmu also left."

"I know this won't completely convince you, but Mei, do you think a martial art as powerful as Hokushin Ittoryu can be taught to others casually?"

"If you are neither a disciple of Sword Saint Houmu nor his close relative, he should have no reason to teach you."

"Father......"

Recalling the time in the Kendo Club at Senba Academy and the seriousness of Sword Master Houmu when he taught her Kendo, Mei gradually accepted this fact.

"It turns out that my father has always been by my side, even when he is busy with his career..."

"Alright, alright. I can't say I hate sad Mei, but I don't like her either."

Jiang Ming withdrew Mei's emo in time, and greedily replaced the Houmu Sword Saint in Mei's arms with himself, and finally lay directly on Mei's soft knees.

"Hmm~ Familiar smell, familiar Meiyi, unfamiliar touch...but I like it more."

"Hmm... Mei... seems to have gained a little weight."

"No way~"

Jiang Ming couldn't help but rub it.

"Mei is 172cm tall but she only weighed 50kg before. I was always worried about whether Mei was eating well."

"Besides, I don't dislike the chubby Mei~"

"But...clothes and stuff..."

"Then just buy more. Mei can keep all my money—"

"Well... that will have to wait until later."

"Yes Yes Yes......."

"..."

"By the way, Ming..."