The Warrior of Love

Unlike demons, humans have very fragile bodies. If their limbs are injured, their fighting ability will be greatly reduced. If their internal organs are pierced, they will face the threat of death.

After all, in reality there is no room for error, and no system for measuring combat effectiveness, so even the best swordsman in the world cannot stop the most ordinary sword.

Therefore, even for people with similar strength, the winner can be easily determined in an instant.

Preserving strength, hiding from the limelight, and waiting for an opportunity to reverse the situation - this strategy will not work.

A momentary retreat will only allow the opponent to gain advantage, allowing the small gap to quickly expand and become the key to determining victory or defeat.

If Jiang Liu still couldn't organize a decent defense and counterattack and could only dodge in a panic, Feng would definitely bite him like a beast and pierce Jiang Liu's body with continuous slashes and thrusts!

Jiang Liu also knew that enemies like Feng were the most difficult to deal with.

Perhaps it was the steel needle hidden in the wristband, or perhaps it was the dazzling light reflected by the blade, but by creating just a blink of an eye, she could kill the enemy accurately.

On the contrary, many of the little tricks that Jiang Liu learned, such as throwing flying props, had no effect on Feng.

Therefore, Jiang Liu needs to concentrate all the time and cannot slack off at all.

"Qiang, Qiang!"

After two quick exchanges, their movements seemed to have skipped time. Their specific trajectories could not be seen clearly, leaving only the bursting steel fireworks.

"Well, it seems you are slowly catching up with the pace."

Feng grinned, revealing the scar on half of his face, making him look wild and ferocious.

There was no pause in the movements of her hands, and even talking did not affect her breathing rhythm. She completely suppressed Jiang Liu with simple chopping, slashing, stabbing and moving her steps. In her hands, that ordinary samurai sword became a weapon without any length limit. No matter how Jiang Liu defended or retreated, the blade would arrive at the first time.

Feng didn't care whether the blade would wear out or not. He oppressed Jiang Liu with powerful strikes without any frills. The force transmitted through the weapon made the young man feel extremely exhausted.

The slender blade of the samurai sword is not as fragile as it looks. Even after dozens of head-on collisions, it remains strong, reflecting a beautiful flash in the pure white snow.

Jiang Liu knew that this was due to the excellent material of the knife itself and also to the person who used it.

He had even seen Feng demonstrate something unreasonable like "chopping rocks with a knife"!

However, Jiang Liu is not a weakling. Although his appearance does not show it, his physical fitness and explosive power are probably stronger than most fighting athletes. Relying on his excellent physical strength and reflexes, he has never been defeated even though he was at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Feng.

"call--"

With a swift and fierce cassock slash, Jiang Liu, who was holding a knife, was forced to retreat half a step. The sharp trajectory passed through his left arm, causing bright blood-red flowers to bloom on the pure white ground.

"Ouch!" Jiang Liu frowned in pain, but did not pay attention to his own injuries. He still focused all his attention on the other party, and his hands tightly gripped the hilt of the knife without any looseness.

Unexpectedly, although he had the upper hand this time, Feng did not pursue him relentlessly, but stayed where he was and looked at Jiang Liu with a slightly complicated look.

"In the past five months, I have only taught you the basics of swordsmanship. I haven't even let you practice with a real sword. I know very well how different it is to wield a wooden stick and a real sword. I thought I could easily push you to your limits without using sword skills, but you still managed to do this..."

"Ah!"

Jiang Liu raised his eyebrows. He didn't know if it was because he had been abused by the woman in front of him for too long, but at this moment he actually felt a sense of pride.

"Why, if the apprentice learns well, shouldn't the master be happy?"

"Happy? Ah, indeed, there is nothing more exciting than this... But why don't you attack me?"

Feng stared at Jiang Liu coldly: "You didn't take the initiative to attack from the beginning to the end. Do you think you can win like this?"

Jiang Liu was speechless for a moment, his breathing subconsciously became rapid, but he couldn't say anything.

"Oh, I see..." Seeing Jiang Liu's performance, Feng narrowed his eyes, "You are worried."

"Uh……"

"This is a real sword, not a wooden sword or an iron rod. If it hits a person, it will definitely kill him. If it's a demon, it's fine, but if it's a human, it's hard to do it. Is that what you think?"

Feng stared at Jiang Liu with his one eye: "Maybe you thought too much, such as "the opponent is my teacher who I have been with for five months"... Ha!"

The red-haired heroine suddenly laughed.

"Ha-hahaha! That really touches me!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the place suddenly became quiet, as if the air had frozen.

Dao Lintang Feng looked at Jiang Liu again, with no smile or warmth in his eyes.

"Are you looking down on me?"

It was as if a needle made of ice had pierced his spine. Jiang Liu felt an indescribable horror at this moment, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

The next moment, the red-haired heroine disappeared in the snow, leaving only drifting snowflakes in her place.

Without any pause, a cold murderous intent came from behind.

"—"

Jiang Liu's pupils suddenly shrank and he was horrified, but his body still moved instinctively. His muscles followed the memory of countless times and he suddenly lunged forward while swinging the long sword backwards with his backhand.

The waist exerted force to drive the whole body, and the legs naturally cooperated. Jiang Liu completed the flip with his upper body almost parallel to the ground, and the blade in his hand successfully blocked the attack from behind -

Do not!

There's nothing behind it!

A sharp sound of wind suddenly sounded, and the icy cold air hit Jiang Liu's face from the side, followed by a powerful kick!

"Should I thank you for respecting the elderly and loving the young?!"

Chapter 14: The method of full concentration suggestion

Bang!

He only had time to make a force-relieving gesture before Jiang Liu was instantly knocked several meters away, leaving a deep ditch in the snow.

Fortunately, he had gone through a lot of "being beaten" training and knew how to minimize the damage, so although he felt a sharp pain in the ribs after being kicked, fortunately there was no fracture.

"I admit that your growth rate is just like a monster, but in the final analysis, it is just that you have stronger talents. It does not mean that you are qualified to fight me on equal terms now."

Feng looked coldly at Jiang Liu who was struggling to stand up: "In the past six months, your physical fitness has improved to the limit of ordinary people. This is indeed a remarkable thing, but it is still limited to the scope of "ordinary people". Swordsmen who have mastered the breathing method can exert strength beyond the limit of the human body.

And at my level, even if I don't deliberately use the breathing method, the technique will work like an instinct... Do you understand?

Let alone skills and experience, even in terms of basic physical strength, the gap between you and me is like heaven and earth."

"Hu, hu, hu..."

Jiang Liu leaned on the ground with his long sword, breathing heavily and staring at Dao Lintang Feng, his eyes gradually becoming colder.

That’s right, if we talk from the perspective of "combat effectiveness", Feng has a strength that Jiang Liu can hardly resist, but Jiang Liu is not without any assets!

In addition to the training he received from her, he also accumulated a certain amount of strength before coming to this world!

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Liu rushed out like a cheetah and took the initiative to attack Feng.

"Ok?"

Feng frowned slightly and raised the long sword with a turn of his wrist.

"Are you looking for death? You rushed up so recklessly—"

But just as she was about to teach Jiang Liu an unforgettable lesson, an invisible wave penetrated the space and the flesh and suddenly entered her consciousness.

It was like the "noise" heard when receiving a signal, and then it was amplified dozens of times, allowing the harsh syllables to tear at rationality unscrupulously.

"Well!"

Even someone as strong as Feng felt a headache and covered his forehead with one hand.

Winner - Jiang Liu curled his lips, and in this fleeting moment he seized the opportunity to stab the defenseless Dao Lintang Feng with his long sword.

However, Feng suddenly moved at this decisive moment, staring at Jiang Liu with his one eye, and even put his head against the samurai sword as if he was seeking death.

"hiss!"

The completely unexpected reaction made Jiang Liu's body stiffen instinctively, and his hands paused subconsciously - he had never thought of actually killing the other person.

The one-eyed female hero showed a ferocious smile on her face. When the tip of the knife was about to pierce her forehead, she turned her head suddenly, and her nose almost touched the cold blade, and she approached Jiang Liu in one step.

呲!

The sharp tip of the knife cut the belt, the black eye mask flew high, and a blood mark was left on Feng's forehead, but she also shortened the distance between herself and Jiang Liu to the minimum.

"So you are still too naive!"

He turned around and slammed the knife handle under Jiang Liu's right rib, breaking one of his ribs with such ruthless force that it even touched his internal organs, causing the young man to spit out blood in agony.

But Feng's attack was not over yet. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Jiang Liu's collar, and then hit him fiercely with a headbutt. Jiang Liu felt as if he was hit on the head by a hammer. For a moment, the whole world roared and his body fell backwards.

"This naivety will cost you your life sooner or later... If you hadn't hesitated, you would have won now."

Feng looked down at Jiang Liu: "Not a bad ability. I don't know how you did it, but it seems that you can directly impact people's consciousness. If you grasp the timing well, you can reverse the situation in an instant. It is indeed very powerful."

"But it's still useless." Jiang Liu gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously, looking at the teacher in confusion and unwillingness.

"why?"

"Although humans do not have this kind of demonic power, there are similar ones among the "ghosts". As long as the talent is sufficient, or the number of people eaten is large, the ghost will become very powerful, and even gain a special ability called "blood ghost art"."

Feng pointed the knife at Jiang Liu again and said coldly, "How do you think ghost hunters fight these inhuman creatures with their flesh and blood?"

Without waiting for Jiang Liu to answer, she took the initiative to speak.

"There is no other way except to train yourself to death! Both your body and mind must be as hard as iron. You are still far from it, boy!"

Jiang Liu suddenly realized something and remained silent.

In his heart, he has always believed that "Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba" is a relatively "low-level" world, and even the strongest swordsman is just a mortal.

Therefore, I feel that the level of this world is just so-so, much weaker than Type-Moon and the Light Messenger.

——But this view only proves his "superficiality".

Because they are time travelers and have read the so-called "original work" in their previous life, they naturally have a sense of psychological superiority over these "plot characters" from a God's perspective.

However, this is not a world of fantasy, but a reality where one can feel pain and regret, a world dominated by an extremely cruel fate.

Here, even fighting against "small fry" demons requires risking one's life. The power gap between humans and demons is so obvious that the swordsmen have no other way to fight against demons except to constantly exploit themselves.

Breathing technique? Sun blade?

In Jiang Liu's previous life, this was the "setting" of this world, a means to fight against evil spirits. But only after experiencing it personally will he understand that what really allows a swordsman to contend with evil spirits is actually a body and spirit that have been trained to the extreme of mortals!

Perhaps there are a large number of "passerby" Demon Slayer Corps members who have not reached this level, but people like Feng, Shinobu Kocho, and the "Pillars" in the original work are definitely strong people who have reached the extreme!

Jiang Liu had seen those huge machines that could destroy mountains and flatten a town in "The Light Messenger". In the final battle, he also witnessed the Dark Mecha God who could definitely be called the Great Evil God.

Compared to this, the evil spirits in this world are really nothing.

But he doesn't need to deal with these enemies, nor does the protagonist group need to deal with them. The three ancient mechas of Sky, Earth, and Ocean are the ones who actually defeated the enemies.

Even the three young boys in the protagonist group are just pilots!

Whether it is magic or combat skills, they all need the help of Mecha God to perform them!

Including Jiang Liu, every human being is a mortal being. The reason why they can "turn danger into safety" is because there exists a cosmic will like a restraining force in that world, which ensures that justice will ultimately defeat evil.

Even Jiang Liu's performance at the end of the decisive battle was able to shake the Great Evil God by integrating the mental power of the Mecha God. He could do nothing on his own!

However, this experience caused him to misjudge the nature of the world, and he even "looked down" on the worldview of Demon Slayer, which has lower combat power.

But at this moment he finally woke up: the real world is far from that simple.

Logically speaking, the humans in this world do not have methods to practice the "mystical side" and should not be able to defend against mental shocks, but in reality this is not the case.

Although these swordsmen do not understand "mystery" and "spirit", their spirits are constantly growing through repeated life and death experiences.

Since they are using mortal bodies to fight against inhuman creatures, their willpower may be stronger than those of the residents of the "high-energy" world!

It’s not that as long as one has a strong will one can be immune to mental attacks, but at the moment, Jiang Liu is not able to reach that level.

Yes, his mental strength is far superior to that of ordinary people, but this does not mean that he has a crushing advantage. This is reality, not a game. It does not mean that you can win just because your stats are higher than the opponent's.

For example, if the mental strength of a normal adult is taken as unit one, then Jiang Liu is now at seven to ten units of mental strength.

It seems like a lot, but he can't possibly use all his mental power to attack. It's already remarkable if he can draw out three or four units. Any more will affect his own consciousness.

However, the mental forces of these three units must pass through the obstacles of the material world to truly cause damage to the target. Not only will their power be greatly weakened, but their range will also be quite limited.

It is precisely because of this limitation that Jiang Liu only regards it as a "stun bomb" during a surprise attack.

Because it takes the enemy by surprise, it is naturally effective against ordinary people and small evil spirits.

But for a strong man like Feng, whose will has been tempered countless times in the Shura Field, his will is so firm that it is difficult to shake, so the effect will be suppressed.