Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Tao Rusu also shortened her body, fearing that her adult weight would crush him. She quietly raised one eye and looked at the two people in the tea room.

Shiromine Naomi was staring at the account book and seemed to have some new plan and was writing furiously.

But I would secretly cast a few subtle envious glances at you, without any other emotions, just envy.

As for Minami Shiori, she walked out of the tea room, sat in the corridor, and began to enter a meditative state with her mind empty, truly highlighting the image of a wise person who is not in love.

"Bai Feng is like a maidservant during the marriage, and Minami Shiori doesn't even show any signs of being in love..."

Tao Rusu thought quietly in her heart: "The biggest threat in Fuso is only Amamiya Mahiru. This should be considered good news."

……

On the way to the gym training ground.

Su Ruoli put her hands behind her back and walked around the place quickly, her steps brisk and her tone relaxed: "In fact, Fusang is more harmonious than I thought... We are a pair of sisters, don't you think this is really a coincidence?"

"We are all a family, how can there be no harmony?" Amamiya Mahiru said calmly, "But your situation is more complicated than I thought... You didn't mention in the letter that your sister would join in."

"I didn't expect that you two sisters would be so different... It seems that your sister has no intention of participating in the matter, but how did you manage to completely dissuade her from doing so?" Su Ruoli asked curiously, "Can you tell me?"

"Well, that's not difficult." Amamiya Mahiru tilted her head and smiled: "I just told her that I can share with her because I am her older sister."

"Oh, showing a generous attitude in order to take advantage of the other party's guilt?" Su Ruoli understood: "I learned it."

"No..." Mahiru smiled back, "I'm serious."

"……Why?"

"Because Sister Donburi is more attractive to men, isn't it?"

Chapter 864 Deserved Reward

Amemiya Mahiru's answer left Su Ruoli in silence for half a minute.

They were all beautiful women, very intelligent, and it was not difficult for them to detect each other's intentions from a few words of conversation.

The subtext of Amamiya Mahiru is very clear.

She did this just to win Bai Yu's favor.

Only about 50% of what Amemiya Mahiru said was true, and the other 50% might not be true...but Su Ruoli had no way of judging.

She skipped the subject.

The two of them had already arrived at the Shinto Genin-ryu's dojo. There were disciples practicing in the dojo. When they saw Amamiya Mahiru, they immediately stopped all their movements and saluted respectfully. Fuso pays great attention to the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Parents are the sky of their children; bosses are the sky of their subordinates; and masters are also the sky of their apprentices.

Following her gentle order, only a handful of people remained in the previously crowded venue.

"Do you mind letting them watch?" Amamiya Mahiru asked. "They are all my true disciples, with good strength and background. I don't want to miss this rare opportunity to improve my vision."

"I don't mind." Su Ruoli shook her head and replied.

Amemiya Mahiru gave an instruction to his disciples in Fuso language, so Su Ruoli didn't understand what he was saying.

Soon, a disciple with short bangs and a high ponytail came over, knelt on both knees in front of Su Ruoli, and raised a sword above his head: "Longquan Sword, Susama, please."

"I prefer real swords to win. The sparring between true disciples never uses wooden swords or unopened swords." Amamiya Mahiru also took the other sword handed over by the disciple: "This sword is called Kotetsu. Although it is a famous sword, it is just a mass-produced product, just like the sword in Miss Su's hand. Feel free to use it, don't worry... If the sword breaks, the sparring will end. How about that?"

Su Ruoli held the Longquan Sword, looked at the 15-year-old girl with her eyebrows lowered and asked, "Does she also speak Daxia language?"

"They have all studied for more than five years. Apart from their spoken language, which needs time and environment to slowly correct, they will have no problem integrating into Daxia in other aspects... Cultural courses are also compulsory here. I personally hope to send them to study abroad in Daxia. Even if they can't go to Penglai College, they can go to a higher education institution."

“You take good care of them.”

"What master wouldn't take care of his disciples? They are my hard work, the signature of my dojo, and my foundation." Amemiya Mahiru said quietly and answered every question.

"But your purpose is not pure." Su Ruoli raised the sword and pointed it at Amamiya Mahiru: "Are you sure you don't regard them as tools?"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean." Amamiya Mahiru tilted her head slightly: "All Fuso swordsmen are tools, and swords are born to be unsheathed for their masters."

"Ridiculous... the sword is in my own hand!"

"Miss Su's sword is in her own hands, but we are different." Amamiya Mahiru smiled and politely corrected: "People who draw their swords for their own selfish desires are usually called ronin in Fuso. They have no affiliation, cannot return to their hometown, are wanted and wander around, and have nothing but a sword that kills people... Why don't you ask Saki next to you, is she willing to become a ronin?"

The girl with short bangs immediately said, "I'd rather die than do that."

"We live in different countries... even different worlds." Amamiya Mahiru said calmly: "So I don't have the leisure that Miss Su has. I can only do my best to grasp the little happiness that belongs to me, no matter how much it costs."

"If it were just swords, it would be fine." Su Ruoli continued to ask: "Why are all your true disciples such beautiful young girls? Isn't this really a place to train the next generation of courtesans?"

She raised her voice deliberately and was also observing the expressions of the girls around her.

However, the six true disciples present just knelt in dignity, their expressions did not change at all, and their gazes did not waver in the slightest.

It can be seen that Amemiya Mahiru's status in the eyes of these true disciples cannot be easily shaken by Su Ruoli's few words.

"Changletian has closed down, and the Shiraho Group doesn't need to run this kind of business, so they are all girls. Because we are all women, we are naturally more inclined to teach women swordsmanship." Amamiya Mahiru explained tirelessly: "Their figures and physiques are similar to mine, so they are most suitable to learn my swordsmanship. As for their looks, maybe it's their innate genes."

She couldn't help but smile: "Miss Su is afraid of these children? Oh... you are so cute."

Su Ruoli secretly thought, that might not be the case... Amemiya Mahiru was willing to pack up and send his own sister away, so a few true disciples might not be reluctant to do so.

So she asked, "Have you ever thought about whether what you did is fair to your sister?"

This sentence was a bit jumpy, but Mahiru immediately understood what Su Ruoli meant. She wanted to continue the unfinished conversation.

"If she doesn't want to, I won't force her. After all, there are many suitable candidates." Mahiru lifted her hair from her temples and combed it behind her ears: "Besides, Shiori agrees... She is different from these children."

"Really?" Su Ruoli held the Longquan Sword, and the green sword energy poured into the sword like flowing water.

The invisible sword energy overflows with murderous intent.

Several girls who had received the true teachings retreated to both sides of the wall, with their backs pressed straight against the wall, staring without blinking at the two great swordsmen in the scene who were capable of reaching the grandmaster level. In the upcoming confrontation, even if they could see one or two moves clearly and could imitate them, it would be a huge fortune in their lifetime.

The lights suddenly dimmed for a moment.

No, there were actually no lights here. The light came in from the fences on both sides and the skylight on the top, but the light dimmed when the two sides swung their swords for the first time.

The first move that Amamiya Mahiru made when she raised her hand was the Iai Slash, which was known as the Godly Speed ​​Slash. Her Iai Slash had already reached the realm of the ultimate Iai, so fast that it was even faster than sound could catch up. It could poetically cut through rocks and water, and slash through cherry blossoms and scenery.

However, to Su Ruoli, this knife seemed just "fast", and that was all.

Before the blade arrived, the Longquan Sword intercepted the direction of the knife, forcing Amamiya Mahiru to change the sword path from Iai. The sword lights crossed and flashed past.

Both sides restrained themselves and concentrated their strength on the blades. There was not even a spark when they collided, only a sound like that of cardboard hitting each other.

Amemiya Mahiru changed to holding the sword with both hands, and chopped it down three times in succession, the upper part... This kind of swordsmanship requires an extremely strong physique, and is usually combined with the odachi to chop it down. However, the swordsman can bypass the physique and directly mobilize the power of heaven and earth in the sword domain to bless it. If the power of this sword escapes, even one percent, the entire dojo will be cut in two.

However, they controlled it very well. The swords of Koche and Longquan were intertwined, and Su Ruoli fought and retreated. Her swordsmanship was never restricted by moves, but changed as she pleased. The ever-changing swordsmanship was rare, because it was difficult to keep the essence in all changes, and the opponent would see the key. The so-called "no moves are better than moves" was just a beautiful idea, but it was highly unified in Su Ruoli. Her swordsmanship seemed to be without rules, but she continuously blocked the direction of Amamiya Mahiru's swordsmanship.

Even when faced with the same moves, different ways of cracking them were used, as if they were showing off their skills.

If Amemiya Mahiru's swordsmanship is extremely strict, like regular script with every stroke being extremely neat; then Su Ruoli's swordsmanship is like cursive script that flows freely and spontaneously.

The battle between the sword masters made several true disciples hold their breath and be fascinated. They didn't dare to blink even when the sweat flowed into their eyes.

The fight stopped when the twenty-seventh sword fell, and a drop of blood flew out and splashed on the cheek of the true disciple Kaga.

Amamiya Mahiru looked at the sword mark on the back of her hand and asked in surprise, "Are you good at dealing with Fuso's swordsmanship?"

"It's the first time I've seen you, but your intentions are easy to see through." Su Ruoli replied: "Just like you."

"Oh? Then, what kind of person am I?" Amamiya Mahiru pointed at herself and asked with interest.

"A soul that has gone crazy because of its desire to be loved." Su Ruoli commented lightly: "You spent a long time preparing these, from the Baifeng Group to its affiliated industries, to yourself, your sister, the head of the Baifeng family, and even your disciples... They are all gifts for him, right?"

It was a question, but the tone was very firm.

Mahiru Amamiya stretched out her tongue and gently licked the bloody wound on the back of her hand. Her smile became even more charming.

"Quite right."

"Miss Su, no, please allow me to call you Ruoli, okay?"

"Few people can see through my true intentions so quickly... Shiori knows this, but she never says it out loud, but acquiesces to it; Naomi longs to be wrapped like a gift, so she doesn't say it out loud either, but waits with joy."

"If no one knew about the gift I prepared so carefully, it would be very sad."

Su Ruoli looked at her and emphasized: "My evaluation is not to praise you, but to say that you are crazy."

“Crazy is not a derogatory word, but a neutral word.”

Amamiya Mahiru took a step forward with the knife in hand and changed his sword stance: "How can I survive without going crazy?"

When——!

Swords clashed.

Su Ruoli looked at this seemingly rational soul that was ignited by the flames of love and desire: "You are simply unreasonable."

"You can be more harsh and say that I am a dependent person, a pathetic person who can't live without love, or simply accuse me of being mean and despicable? In order to possess the man you love, you even put on a sharing gesture, just to increase your weight in his heart?"

Su Ruoli's mood changed slightly, and the next moment, a flash of knife pierced through her defense and cut off a piece of her hair.

The two men held against each other's weapons and grabbed each other's wrists at the same time, neither giving an inch.

During the fierce confrontation, the blade of Hu Che's sword was full of pits and the sides of Longquan sword were covered with jagged gaps.

"You are quite self-aware." Su Ruoli's tone remained calm.

"You are just as confident as your letter says, but... you shouldn't judge me and our decisions casually."

Suddenly, Amamiya Mahiru came close and headbutted Su Ruoli. After the swords separated, they collided, bounced, crossed, and burst out again...

“I never thought I did anything wrong.”

"The lives of everyone here, the hope for the future, the dignity of being human... were all given to us by him personally!"

"How much do you know about Fuso, and how much do you know about our past?"

"You don't know the panic and despair of walking alone in the dark."

"You don't know how lonely it is to be away from home after being abandoned and forsaken by your loved ones."

"You don't know how it feels to be alone and responsible for the lives of hundreds of people, yet be forced to smile in front of your enemies."

"You don't know how difficult it is to live upright and like a human being in this cruel world where people eat each other!"

She slammed down the heavy sword, smashing Su Ruoli and the sword against the wall.

The eyes that Amamiya Mahiru opened were as deep as the abyss, and her emotions flowed silently.

"That's not a gift, Miss Su."

"That's the reward he deserves."

Chapter 865 I was here first!

The flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers were intertwined.

Su Ruoli was suppressed by Amamiya Mahiru.

He was not suppressed in swordsmanship, but in momentum.

Mahiru Amamiya believes that she has done nothing wrong and that her actions are completely correct.

If you want to survive, live well, live with dignity, and live like a human being in Fuso, the best way is to cross the class and move up.

Their behavior can essentially be summarized in three words - clinging to others.

What's shameful about this?

When you meet a noble person, isn't it just about currying favor with him?

How many things can a person do and achieve in life? Even many heroes rely on the help of noble people.

Is Liu Xiu the chosen one because he can summon meteorites? Can he freeze rivers and then thaw them just as his pursuers approach?

Of course not, but because he had the 28 generals of Yuntai and the clan forces behind these 28 generals, many of whom left their hometowns to support him. The wealthy and powerful families in various places chose to surrender to him. This was the help from noble people.

From the perspective of a decision-maker, Amamiya Mahiru only made a choice that was in the interests of everyone. This was everyone's wish. Who would be willing to abandon the Baiyu flag and bear the wind and rain on their own?

"You seem more and more confident the more you talk." Su Ruoli touched her forehead. It didn't hurt much, but she didn't expect that she would really hit him head-on.

"Because we live in a different land, your set of rules does not apply here." Amamiya Mahiru exhaled: "And your accusation is really unreasonable. At least I haven't done anything like asking my own disciples to sleep with me, right?"

"Not yet?" Su Ruoli was keenly aware of the words: "Does that mean...others have tried it?"

Amemiya Mahiru smiled and said, "Guess?"

"Don't try to provoke me." Su Ruoli waved Longquan, and the sword energy shot out from the window and rushed into the sky: "You can't bear the consequences."

"Don't worry... So far, it hasn't been successful. Sir has strong self-control. He is not greedy enough. If that's the case... then it's easy to deal with." Amamiya Mahiru said with some regret: "Besides, I am also a woman. I have possessiveness and jealousy. How can I let others get away with it for no reason?"