The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

He won't stop.

Nor will you stay in one place forever.

His rest was always short-lived.

War and fighting are the norm around him.

Therefore, after the rest period, almost everyone instantly returned to their fighting state.

Except Nagato...

The three days of rest allowed her to sort out her thoughts.

The mood was also sorted out.

Then she discovered...

I really don't like fighting.

Peace is what she wants.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt this way.

If only there were world peace.

It would be nice if it could remain stable forever.

Although there is no sense of belonging, there is no disturbance in daily life.

But this is fine.

Unfortunately, she herself knew that this was just a luxury.

Every time he realized this, Nagato would feel an unknown sadness.

The baptism of memories she received when she was born made her feel that the world was dark.

There is no light at all.

She didn't want to do anything.

she thinks……

Find that light.

"It looks like everyone is recovering well."

Lin Shen's gaze swept across everyone.

Then nodded.

"Then let's go."

"Yes."

138. Duel with no retreat

Near the Marshal's Mansion, there is an open space for morning exercises.

Of course, it can also be used to play basketball.

It has no special use.

Usually there are only some people doing morning exercises here.

But not today.

"You seem surprised."

Lin Shen looked at the rather distinctive clothes on Akamori Yuaki and answered irrelevantly.

"Should I change my clothes too?"

"No, this isn't anything official."

That's what it says.

But the specs aren’t arranged that way at all.

There are elite ship girls all around.

Thousands of troops were also dispatched to stand by nearby.

By the way.

These ship girls are all elite with extremely high combat qualities.

Including those fully armed snipers.

They are also the elite among the elite.

Although the two met in an open space.

But all directions have been shrouded by an invisible cage.

“No wonder they chose this place.”

Lin Shen said meaningfully.

"Excuse me. After all, I don't want anyone to interfere with this duel."

"You seem to be looking forward to it?"

"Am looking forward to."

"why?"

"The fastest way for warriors to understand each other is to fight."

"But that was a competition, but it doesn't seem to be the case here."

Lin Shen's gaze fell on Akamori Yuaki's waist.

There was an unsheathed knife there.

"That's natural. Because we don't just want to understand each other, we also have our own purpose, right?"

"..."

"How much can a person pay for what he wants? Perseverance is a very valuable quality. How persistent are you in pursuing your goals?"

Akamori Yuaki slowly drew the knife from his waist.

The blade was shining with silver light and had a slender blade. When the power of the soul was perceived upon it, one could feel a tingling chill.

"Let me ask with my knife."

Akamori Yuaki's expression gradually became serious.

He took up his starting stance.

The blade, shining with cold light, is pointing upwards.

"The name of the sword is Shenqili."

Akamori Yuaki was very serious.

Allowing people to make direct judgement.

He won't hold back.

An indescribable terrifying aura quickly spread throughout the entire open space.

If an ordinary person stood here, he would involuntarily step back.

It's like leaving the territory of a ferocious beast.

It was the first time that Lin Shen met someone who had improved his personal combat ability to such an extent.

He pulled his coat down and threw it to Glasgow, then waved to Jiang Feng.

The latter handed his sword to Lin Shen.

This slender black sword has a blood-red blade.

But in terms of hardness, it should be no less than Akamori Yuaki's Kamikiri.

But compared to the knives and swords in their hands, people themselves are more fragile.

Neither of them wore any protective clothing.

Being hit by a weapon can result in serious injury at best, and death at worst.

"The sword is named Wuming."

Lin Shen let out a long breath and returned to the center of the clearing.

They told each other the names of their swords, and the battle was to decide life or death, not the winner.

It means to stop at death.

In the end, the only thing that remained intact was his own sword.

The man dies before the sword.

So report the name of the sword first.

Lin Shen didn't think that Akamori Yuaki was joking.

Maybe he really thought so.

——If you don’t win this battle, you will die.

He sent out this signal.

But it's really too much worry.

Because, since Lin Shen is standing here, he has come to the appointment.

Then you will definitely win.

That's what he's here for.

Both of them stared at each other.

Time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment.

No one made any move.

Even the breathing was controlled to an extremely precise frequency.

An unspeakable but real "feeling" began to appear in the hearts of the two.

——The opponent is very strong.

Although we haven't fought yet.

But the intuition is very strong.

And it’s not one-way.

Lin Shen slowly adjusted his sword-holding posture.

He had already put in his best efforts.

but now……

At the moment when he was about to take action.

He believes that one should put in 20% of his attention to observation.

The strength gained from the rehabilitation test in the past two days may not be enough——

Perhaps it is still necessary to use soul power to control body movements and micro-regulate each muscle.

You still have to use soul power.

Otherwise the gap cannot be bridged.

This was the conclusion Lin Shen came to after a two-second standoff.

And quickly act on this conclusion.

Rapidly improve your coping ability.

Every muscle in his body began to twitch slightly.