I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

In a flash, they shifted their stances and lunged at Prajna from the left and right!

In the blink of an eye, the blurry afterimages of the two filled Prajna's field of vision.

Two knives attacked Prajna's body from different directions!

In order to suppress Prajna and expose her weakness, the two of them held nothing back and fought with all their might.

Horizontal slash, vertical chop, diagonal sweep, upward thrust, straight stab.

Knives come, swords go.

The fierceness of the Shinto Mushinryu style and the cunning of the Mugaeryu style.

The two were attacking with such ferocity and displaying such exquisite swordsmanship that they were truly giving it their all.

Even Prajna couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, a look of surprise on her face.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The air was filled with the afterimages of three steel knives.

Prajna held the knife diagonally across her chest, deflecting their attacks one by one.

Nagakura Shinpachi and Saito Kazuya relentlessly unleashed their offensive, seemingly lost in their own world.

Not far away, the commander, maintaining his blue-eyed stance, narrowed his eyes and remained motionless like a stone statue, keeping a close eye on Hannya's figure and every move he made.

In that instant... truly in that instant, partly due to skill and partly due to luck, Nagakura Shinpachi and Saito Hajime executed a brilliant teamwork!

Nagakura Shinpachi launched himself with an eight-pronged attack and unleashed a powerful slash.

Prajna effortlessly dodged to the side.

But at that moment, Saito stepped forward, adopted the Caixia stance, and thrust out his sword straight out.

Nagakura Shinpachi excels in "strength," while Saito Hajime excels in "timing."

He always manages to deliver the most cunning blow at the most opportune moment.

His thrust was absolutely perfect.

Even Prajna didn't have time to raise her sword to block; she could only move again and dodge.

As he took that step, his posture became momentarily unsteady.

This instability is precisely the flaw that the commander-in-chief has been waiting for!

Although with Prajna's skills, he could quickly adjust his body stance, and this flaw was only fleeting, there was no doubt that the opportunity had appeared!

In that instant, a dazzling light flashed in Souji's eyes!

"Shinpachi! Saito! Get out of the way!"

As he issued the warning, the commander lowered his waist and bent his legs, resembling a taut spring.

Even someone who knows nothing about martial arts can intuitively feel the unimaginable power concentrated within her body after seeing the likeness carved by Souji!

Her innate explosive power was on full display at this moment!

With a loud bang, she flew out like a cannonball.

She pushed off the ground with both feet. The force was so great that the roof tiles shattered under her weight!

In just two steps, she leaped across a distance of more than ten meters.

Nagakura Shinpachi and Saito Hajime stepped aside to the left and right respectively—their retreat was like a door being opened, and the short, lively ponytail suddenly came into Hannya's view.

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Pingqingyan's three-stage stab!

Using the momentum of his charge, Souji unleashed his first thrust.

Kaga Kiyomitsu's blade sliced ​​through the air, heading straight for Hannya's eyes.

Unaware of the situation, Prajna thought it was just an ordinary attack and instinctively stepped back to dodge.

However, before his feet even touched the ground, Souji pulled the sword back to his hand with incredible speed and assumed the Hira-gan stance again!

Even Prajna was taken aback by such speed, her pupils shrinking to the size of pinholes.

laugh!

The second stab comes!

This time, Prajna was no longer as relaxed and elegant as before. She raised the knife in her hand with great difficulty and blocked the general's knife.

Before Prajna could even catch her breath, that unbelievable scene reappeared before her eyes—

Foot soles, calves, thighs, waist, abdomen, shoulders, arms... Every muscle in Souji's body was mobilized, and with unparalleled brute force, he managed to pull the sword back! He once again assumed the Blue-Eyes stance!

By engaging all his muscles, he maximized the speed of his "thrust" and "sheathing"... Even the exceptionally talented Souji could only use this reckless technique three times in a row.

And so... Souji's final, and strongest, thrust came!

laugh! !

Kaga Kiyomitsu pierced the atmosphere for the third time.

It was so fast that even the blade was no longer visible!

After forcefully dodging and blocking Souji's first two thrusts, Hannya's body posture was in a rather chaotic state.

To face the strongest attack in the worst possible condition... without a doubt, this is Prajna's greatest crisis tonight!

The process was described in such detail that it felt as if a long time had passed.

In fact, it all happened in the blink of an eye—*smack*!

The sound of flesh being cut could be heard at the scene.

Under the moonlight, Kaga Kiyomitsu's sword clashed with the figure of Hannya.

Blood splattered.

Drops of blood sprinkled into the air.

Hijikata Toshizo, Serizawa Kamo, and others who were watching the battle all showed expressions of joy—they all thought that Hannya had been killed.

However, the commander and others who were in the center of the battlefield all showed completely different expressions.

The place that the commander was aiming at was Hannya's head.

Although it happened in the blink of an eye, Souji and the others saw it clearly—just as Kaga Kiyomitsu's blade was about to pierce Hannya's forehead, Hannya suddenly turned his head to the side!

The blade sliced ​​through his forehead, drawing blood, but failed to strike his head directly!

Although his face was covered in blood, he was not dead!

Upon seeing this, the commander immediately reacted, clenched his teeth, and prepared to force his body to deliver the fourth stab.

However... as soon as she tried, intense muscle soreness assaulted her nerves, causing her to let out a low cry of pain.

Even something as powerful as the "Heavenly Sword" cannot disregard the "limit".

Upon seeing Souji fail, Nagakura Shinpachi and Saito Hajime, who were standing nearby, immediately rushed forward to finish him off.

What a pity... before their blades even reached the target, the enemy had already retreated to a distance of ten meters.

"What an amazing move..."

Prajna raised her hand to wipe the blood from her forehead.

No matter how he wiped it, the bleeding wouldn't stop, showing how deep the wound was.

It's not hard to imagine that if Prajna had reacted a little slower or moved a little more sluggishly, she would have been killed on the spot!

He looked down at his blood-stained palm and grinned.

"I almost went to meet the King of Hell just now."

"If it were a year ago... no, six months ago, I would definitely be a dead man under your blade by now!"

"My back is covered in cold sweat right now."

"This kind of tension, where life hangs by a thread, is something I haven't felt in a long time."

At this point, Prajna stopped paying attention to the wound on her forehead.

He raised his gaze and stared intently at the commander.

"That move you just used must have been your strongest move, right?"

"That was a brilliant strike."

"This is a superb move that can only be used by a chosen one whose swordsmanship and physical fitness have reached their peak."

"I was deeply moved to witness such incredible skill firsthand."

"Now that you have unleashed your strongest move... it would be extremely impolite of me not to respond in kind!"

When mentioning the word "equal amount," Prajna emphasized it.

Having said that, he flipped his right wrist, and the blade drew a clean arc in his palm—he changed his grip on the knife from a normal grip to an inverted grip.

Immediately afterwards, he spread his legs, lowered his waist, held the scabbard with his left hand, and put the knife back into the scabbard with his right hand.

Such a technique, such a posture... At this moment, Souji and the others all stared wide-eyed, their expressions dominated by intense shock!

familiar……

So familiar!

For the commander and the others, Hannya's posture was all too familiar!

Looking at the Hannya opposite him, who had assumed an iaido stance, Souji murmured absentmindedly:

"Tachibana...kun...?"

Strangely enough, after changing stances, enemies whose aura suddenly shifts, becoming exceptionally fierce and oppressive, are something Souji and the others have seen many times.

But when Prajna sheathed his sword and assumed the Iaido stance... his aura changed.

However, it doesn't become fierce or terrifying.

Instead, it became...very calm.

Yes, calm.