The Warrior of Love

"Can't you choose someone else?"

"I have few friends." Feng smiled gently, "And this is too cruel for Shinobu."

"Uh……"

"Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well die in your arms... So, please, pull out the knife. You're a man, right, Jiang Liujun?"

Feng actually used honorifics to address him.

Jiang Liu suddenly became unhappy: "What the hell is this?"

Chapter 25: Chicks

Jiang Liu ran away.

He ran away in a shameless, cowardly and ungraceful manner.

For the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps, the "correct" choice would be to obey Feng's wishes and use his blade to end her pain.

But Jiang Liu couldn't do it. It was just a simple knife, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

It's just a hilarious scene that makes you laugh.

Just as Feng said: Jiang Liu is her disciple and should take on these responsibilities.

But Jiang Liu really didn't want to do this! Why did he have to do this? Isn't this very cruel to him?

Amid Feng's ridicule, he fled in a miserable state.

This man who once faced the doomsday fire that burned away humanity, fought against the great evil god on the moon, and killed evil spirits as if it were child's play, now behaved like a timid rabbit.

He didn't know what to do.

If it is an evil ghost, even if it is the Twelve Demon Moons or even the most powerful Demon King Muzan, he will never lose the courage to fight.

If it were a human, he might hesitate, but once he confirmed that they were enemies, his blade would still fall.

But when the target was the woman who had been with him day and night for a year and had personally nurtured him into what he is today, his decisiveness and strength turned into bubbles that disappeared in a flash.

In the final analysis——

"I didn't learn how to hold a sword for something like this!"

Jiang Liu clenched his fists, his mind in a mess. He walked silently by himself and unknowingly came to a rather open place.

"here it is……"

He looked up and suddenly found himself at the training ground.

It was called a training ground, but it was actually an open space next to the residence. Feng and Jiang Liu would practice swordplay and fighting skills here. Perhaps because they were too familiar with it, their bodies instinctively returned to this place.

However, after just a short pause, he heard undisguised footsteps behind him, forcing Jiang Liu to turn around helplessly.

"Can't you let me go?"

"Can't you just act like a man?"

Feng stared at Jiang Liu coldly: "My neck is much more fragile than that of a demon. It will definitely not be a problem for you."

"You think it's cruel to let Shinobu Kocho come..." Jiang Liu said sarcastically, "But you pushed this matter to me with peace of mind. Do you think I'm the kind of person who can swing the knife without changing my expression?"

"I know how unreasonable my request is. If possible, I don't want to trouble anyone and just die... But I can't do it."

Feng was no longer half-naked. He was wearing a thin white robe. He stood there quietly, with a calm and sad smile on his face.

For some reason she had brought a weapon, and a katana was hanging around her waist.

"I can clearly feel that when this ghost thing assimilates me into an evil ghost, not only will my physical body change, but even my spiritual self will be affected, and I may even lose my will and become a walking corpse.

It prevents me from having suicidal thoughts, and if I take any action, it will even force the erosion to speed up.

Now I already hate suicide. If I really degenerate into a demon...

At that time, even if it was out of instinct, I would start to avoid sunlight and be hostile to humans... In order to prevent things from developing to the worst, I must make a decision early. "

Jiang Liu was silent for a long time before he said with difficulty: "Is this why you taught me swordsmanship?"

"That's partly true." Feng said after hesitating for a moment.

"Even if it's an unknown wild school, it's something that's been passed down from generation to generation. Since I don't have any children, I must find a disciple to pass it on. Moreover, if I really can't find a treatment method, I'll also need a "helper".

Now it seems that my decision was correct, and it has finally come to this.”

"No wonder you're so anxious to give me everything... Is there no other way?"

Jiang Liu took a deep breath and said, "For the sake of the teacher, I will do it no matter how difficult it is."

"Is this the first time you call me "teacher"? "

A look of relief appeared in Feng's eyes, but it soon turned cold.

"Don't have that kind of delusion. This is not a simple poison or curse, but a fusion of obsession and vampire magic. That woman wants her "child" to be born at all costs, even beyond the limits of vampire magic. The human spirit cannot overcome this obsession.

Even the Sun Blade is useless. We have no way to cut off such a strong obsession!"

"Give me some time..." Jiang Liu was still unwilling to give up, "I will definitely find a way!"

For a moment, not sure if it was an illusion, Feng showed an indescribable expression.

Sadness, satisfaction, regret, joy... this woman, who had hardly ever taken off the mask of toughness in the past, seemed to be showing her weak side today.

But it was only for a moment, and the red-haired heroine regained her composure.

"If only I could meet you sooner...but I can't wait any longer."

呲——

The wind whistled and a silver line flashed in the dim space. Jiang Liu then felt a sharp pain coming from his neck.

Even though he dodged subconsciously, his skin was still cut. There was no doubt that the silver light was Feng's hidden weapon.

"Even if you can't do it, I will force you to draw your sword!"

The sun was setting in the west, and the last rays of light were fading away. Feng and Jiang Liu were standing at the two ends of the training ground respectively. In a trance, they seemed to have returned to the days when the master and the disciple practiced hard.

At some point, Feng had slowly drawn out the sword from his waist. The bright blade reflected the last ray of light before the night, but it looked so cold.

"This is not up to you, Jiang Liu!"

She didn't take the opportunity to change her clothes just now, but instead fetched her weapons. Perhaps she had anticipated all this.

Jiang Liu glanced at the knife, his eyes gradually became cold, and he seemed to have entered a combat state.

"Stop bragging, Feng."

The black-haired boy clasped the hilt of his sword tightly with his thumb.

"Don't act like you can force me into a corner at any time. I am no longer the layman you could easily toy with."

"Do you think you have conquered the sky just after you have grown feathers? The hearts of young birds are always big, but the real world is not as safe as a bird's nest."

Feng assumed a stance that Jiang Liu was extremely familiar with, emitting a Shura-like murderous intent.

"You haven't mastered the "Full Concentration Breathing o Changzhong" yet, right? Teacher, due to my physical condition, I haven't fought you with all my strength once in this year. Today, I will let you see how big the gap is between an ordinary swordsman and someone who has learned "Changzhong"! "

"That's exactly what I want." Jiang Liu showed no sign of weakness and assumed the same posture. The scabbard fell naturally, revealing a cold blade.

"I am still not a fledgling, just use your own body to feel it!"

"Bite the bullet, it's time to do it, Jiang Liu!"

Chapter 26: Jiang Liu, I am no longer a human being!

Clang, Clang, Clang!

The clanging sounds pierced the night sky. Under the moon, two cold lights flashed continuously, and every collision sparked dazzling sparks.

Similar moves, similar styles, even some subconscious and habitual details in combat are almost the same.

Jiang Liu and Feng had fought countless times in the past year, including at least thirty real sword fights. Jiang Liu was at a disadvantage from the beginning, but slowly he caught up, and in the end he didn't even need any tricks to fight Feng on equal terms.

Feng’s expectations for Jiang Liu were correct. This young man would sooner or later grow up to become one of the strongest members (Pillars) of the Demon Slayer Corps, and would even surpass his predecessors to reach a realm that even she could hardly imagine.

However, that is a matter for the future. In her eyes, Jiang Liu still has many shortcomings, at least for now.

A year of training had given him the ability to compete with her, but he was thinking too much to truly surpass her. If he really tried, Feng was sure that Jiang Liu would not be able to show mercy and would eventually kill her.

——She was wrong!

She made another mistake in her estimation of Jiang Liu!

Before the final selection, Jiang Liu might have indeed had problems with his lack of energy, but after seven days of continuous hunting, not only was he not tired, but he was at his peak, showing a posture that Feng had never seen before.

The awkwardness and immaturity of her figure are no longer noticeable, and the one fighting against her is clearly a seasoned ghost hunter swordsman!

In just seven days, the changes are so great. Your growth rate has frightened me more than once, as if the one I live with day and night is not a human being, but some other creature - Feng waved his sword and stared at Jiang Liu.

But she smiled, a smile from the bottom of her heart at how powerful her disciple was.

"but!"

A powerful chopped blow was blocked, and the two men's swords were in a stalemate.

"Only a monster can truly kill a monster!"

Suddenly, the force coming from Feng increased by nearly double, Jiang Liu's face changed, and his whole body was forcibly pushed away.

"The Heartless Flow Type 2—"

The disfigured half of Feng's face was now corroded by dark lines, as if it was burning with fire.

"Dengli!"

Facing Jiang Liu who had lost his balance and was completely unprepared, the red-haired heroine aimed her long sword at his shoulder without hesitation and chopped it down diagonally, which was the so-called cassock slash.

Jiang Liu was also very familiar with this move. His body moved before his brain could react. He turned his wrist and swung the long sword, blocking the ferocious cassock slash with a loud clang.

However, Feng changed his moves without hesitation, switching his hands, and the blade of his sword was like flowing water, staggered with Jiang Liu's long sword, and was retracted in an instant, and then he took advantage of the situation and swung it again from bottom to top.

Cut against the wind!

This time, Jiang Liu had no time to block, and a bloody wound appeared on his body from his side to his ribs, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

However, he did not have time to check his wound, because Feng's next attack was even more fierce!

The essence of the "Deng Li" move is to break the enemy's move through the burst of strength, and then launch basic moves such as the cassock slash, reverse wind, and reverse cassock slash from the gap. Once blocked, connect with the next move.

Generally speaking, even if a swordsman is very skilled, he can block the first sword but cannot block the second or third sword, because Feng, who has mastered the "looseness and tightness" in the speed of attack and connection, has an unparalleled advantage.

Jiang Liu had suffered from this move more than once before, so he was not unprepared for it, but he was confident that he had the advantage in physical strength and would never be defeated by Feng...

"drink!"

Feng's attack was much more powerful than before. Jiang Liu felt quite exhausted, and the wound in his abdomen was hurting constantly, so he was already clumsy.

"Ordinary swordsmen can only use the full concentration breathing method as a means of bursting power during battle, but each pillar can maintain the breathing method state uninterruptedly around the clock, which means that they are in the equivalent of fighting training all the time!

This is the "Full Concentration Breathing Method o Changzhong"!

With a wanton smile, Feng changed his usual behavior and chose to use his strength to suppress Jiang Liu.

“Think about it, if you exert your full strength based on the ‘Changzhong’ and your body breaks through its limits, how great will your physical strength and basic power be?

Before, after being parasitized by the fetus, I had to try to reduce my body's caloric consumption (metabolism) to avoid accelerating the erosion rate, so it may have given you an illusion: you can beat me in strength!"

Clang!

Another heavy blow, the sword in her hand seemed to have turned into a war hammer, with a force of a thousand pounds. Jiang Liu's palms became numb every time they fought.

Feng's body was emitting a hazy white mist, and her clothes, which had been soaked through, were gradually drying up, making it difficult to imagine her current body temperature.

And Jiang Liu's Sun Wheel Sword seemed to be unable to bear the burden.

This samurai sword, forged using special steel and methods, is much tougher than ordinary swords, but it is not Jiang Liu's "own steel" after all. It has poor compatibility and cannot reach the theoretical maximum strength, and will still be damaged in fierce battles.

In comparison, the knife in Feng's hand seemed to last longer.

"Hmm! What is this?"

At a certain moment of stalemate, Jiang Liu saw the current appearance of the knife and was shocked.

“A knife… can actually be like this!”

Bloody lines actually spread out on the sharp metal blade, wriggling as if a living thing.