Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

Stella, who usually wanted to keep her eyes on Haramura Makoto, probably responded to Haramura Makoto in a nonchalant manner for the first time.

The old Japanese sliding door made an old creaking sound when Haramura Makoto pulled it hard.

Inside, Kurashiki Kōto was sitting cross-legged on the floor, not unlike what one might imagine.

His group of younger brothers also staggered around in various postures, surrounding Kurashiki Kōto in a circle.

"I didn't wait in vain. It seems that this rotten woman is finally of some value."

The moment he saw the figures of Haramura Makoto and Kurogane Ikki, Kurashiki Kurato raised his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing his sharp and fierce shark teeth.

"Is your only trait that you're always harsh with your words?"

"Why don't you show me your strength, bastard?"

Taking a step forward, blocking the intimidating aura emanating from Kurashiki Kurato behind him, Haramura Makoto gave Kurashiki Kurato a contemptuous smile.

"Or what?"

"You who like to use force to coerce others, you have now become a useless person who can only talk big and show off your power?"

From the moment they entered the room, with just a few short words, the air in the room instantly turned cold, and a solemn atmosphere enveloped it.

"Hahaha……"

"Yes, that's the momentum. That's how it has to be."

Kurashiki Kōren was not angry but laughed instead. He laughed heartily and happily, and his voice was so loud that it could be heard even outside the room.

He supported his knees with both hands and slowly stood up.

"I did say too much today. You're right. I only like to use violence to oppress others."

"Then let's start now."

"I can't wait any longer."

The Ugetsu that Haramura Makoto was carrying on his shoulders naturally fell to his waist, and he adopted the stance that he had honed over the past period of time.

"I'm sorry, Ikki!"

"Originally, it would be fine if I left today's matter to you."

"But I have already made an agreement. It is against my creed to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor. It is not my style."

"So please wait for a while."

Ikki Kurogane smiled brightly and stood in the corner with Stella, Kurogane Shimazuku and Ayatsuji Kunase.

"Agreements are still important. If you fail, leave it to me."

"Ikki, you can make some silly jokes now."

Kurashiki Kōto's gang quickly cleaned up the garbage in the dojo, leaving a space barely suitable for a fight.

Haramura Makoto saw Kurashiki's younger brother took out a student handbook, as if he was preparing to record the battle.

"Although you were very confident when you said it yesterday, it seems that you have been warned."

"Today we are doing it so formally."

"Just dealing with that old guy."

Kurashiki Kōto stopped about twenty meters away from Haramura Makoto and then turned around.

"He can't punish me anyway, right?"

That's pretty much it.

Why does Kurashiki Kōto dare to be so arrogant outside the academy but never fear being punished within the school?

It is because although he is only a C-level knight, he is indeed the strongest student in this class of Tanlang Academy.

Last year's Seven Stars Sword Dance Festival also relied on the talent of Kurashiki Kurashiki to win the eighth place.

If it weren't for Kurashiki Kurato, Tanlang Academy would basically be ruined.

"——Chase the enemy, Orochimaru!"

Kurashiki Kōto opened his mouth with ferocious shark teeth, raised his left hand with a ferocious look, and a large bone-shaped sword appeared directly in his hand.

This is a bone blade with distinct joints that looks just like real bones. There are bone spurs protruding from the gaps between each joint. Just by looking at its appearance, it is an extremely vicious weapon.

"Now let's start the fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kurashiki Kōto swung the bone blade with his left hand and slashed towards Haramura Makoto at an unexpected speed.

This is not an illusion, but an attack that condenses spiritual equipment into a real image.

(However, it is a bit like the snake tail pill used by Renji in Bleach.)

Haramura Makoto's movements were also not slow at all.

When the sound of breaking air came and the bone blade was aimed at his neck, Haramura Makoto's wrist had already turned up.

"Chong-"

Haramura Makoto's Ugetsu was accurately stuck at the joint between the snake head and the first joint of the white bone sword.

This made Kurashiki Kōto's fierce attack ineffective.

(That is to say.)

The attack was blocked, but the smile of surprise on Kurashiki Kurato's face became even wider.

"drink--"

Kurashiki Kōto shouted loudly and shook his wrist vigorously. The bone sword actually changed its shape. The snake head embedded in the front end stretched out vividly at this moment, extending a distance and continuing to bite towards Haramura Makoto's neck.

"boom--"

A pale blue flame burst out from the pitch-black muzzle, and the bullet hit the snake's head accurately.

The powerful attack, which could have been a fatal surprise attack, came to an abrupt end.

"cut--"

Kurashiki Kōto spat, turned around, and moved a few meters away. The white bone sword in his hand also returned to its original shape.

(It is indeed a spiritual outfit that can be freely extended and retracted.)

From yesterday till now, Haramura Makoto has not specifically looked for any videos of Kurashiki Kurato, and he really didn't know that Kurashiki Kurato's spiritual outfit could change its form.

If he hadn't been more careful, this attack mode would have been quite effective against Chu Jiansha.

"Again, it turns out that close combat with a swordsman is the most enjoyable thing."

Kurashiki Kōto didn't say anything more, and he approached him again with a crazy and happy look on his face.

To him, the attack just now was just a routine.

For people who don't know him, the effect is indeed significant. Even if it can't be fatal in one blow, it can still leave injuries.

However, ever since he won the eighth place in the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival last time, this trick has rarely been effective.

He swung the hilt of the sword with force, and the sword body and the tip of the sword curled up in the air, like a hunting python, wrapping up Haramura Makoto.

"I'm going to attack you non-stop. If you don't fight back, you're done."

Normally, wielding such a weapon should be difficult.

After all, it is of different lengths, and it is difficult to control it perfectly.

But Kurashiki Kantō wielded the weapon as if it were his arm, as if his arm had completely merged into his inherent spiritual outfit, like a real giant snake ready to hunt at any time.

"Chong-"

The snake body formed by white bones was moving irregularly, and the bone spurs were constantly stabbing towards Haramura Makoto.

Haramura Makoto's hands were waving faster and faster.

Even now, even the afterimage of the arm could not be seen. All that could be seen was a bloody sword net and sparks constantly scattered from the air.

"Qiangqiang-"

"Humph--"

Haramura Makoto snorted coldly, and his raised arm accelerated instantly. The inertia caused by the instantaneous acceleration directly lifted the huge bone sword away.

The moment the encirclement was broken, Haramura Makoto's lips moved, and he leaned forward and assumed a sword-drawing and slashing posture.

"Extreme Speed ​​Flash!"

"Zheng——"

The deep blue magical light emerged directly from Haramura Makoto's body, instantly strengthening Haramura Makoto's body.

"Bam—"

The sound of an explosion followed closely.

In just a blink of an eye, Haramura Makoto had already arrived in front of Kurashiki Kurato, and the blood light that appeared instantly swallowed up Kurashiki Kurato's vision.

"Chong-"

This was a sword-drawing slash that almost exceeded the extreme speed, but it was blocked by Kurashiki Kōto under such circumstances.

"It's really fast. Even I can barely block this sword."

"Also, it's heavy."

Kurashiki Kōto looked at Haramura Makoto with burning eyes, as if he had seen a treasure that he had not seen for thousands of years.

But the way he blocked it was just as he said, very reluctantly.

All he could say was that he forcibly lifted up the last joint of the bone sword and used that part to block Haramura Makoto's attack.

The next moment, the stretched snake god suddenly retracted, and in a short moment, it had already chopped towards Haramura Makoto's waist through the retracted angle.

"It's just a juggling trick."

Haramura Makoto seemed to leap into the air, maintaining a backflip posture, and used his left hand, which was holding the gun, to hit the bone sword hard with the butt of the gun.

The battle took place within two seconds, and another round ended like this.

This time it was Haramura Makoto who pulled away from the opponent.

"Your reflexes are indeed very good."

Normally, the average person's nerve reflex is about 0.3 seconds. It can be shortened through training, but it will never be shortened to 0.1 seconds.

This is already the limit of human beings and a fixed shackle.

Only someone with extraordinary innate talent like Haramura Makoto can compress it to less than 0.1 seconds.

But for someone like Haramura Makoto, it's only around 0.05 seconds.

But this guy Kurashiki Kōto's reflex speed is definitely within 0.05 seconds.

For example, in the sword move that Haramura Makoto used just now, the entire process from when he took his stance to when he swung the sword out was compressed within one second.

Therefore, the only way to explain this phenomenon is that Kurashiki himself was faster.

Such quick reflexes are Kurashiki Kōto's greatest asset in becoming a swordsman killer.

He could easily block the swords swung by other swordsmen, but the sword he swung could be made more bizarre and varied through his inherent spiritual equipment and reflex nerves.

"So, are you scared?"

At this moment, Kurashiki Kōto was like a great white shark waiting to bite its prey. With a ferocious and violent look in his eyes, he swung Orochimaru in his hand again. Under the strong gust of wind, it immediately turned into four hideous snake shadows, shooting towards Haramura Makoto at a rapid speed.

"Are you dreaming? Rubbish!"

Chapter 078 Yan Returns

In fact, the so-called rapid reflexes do not only mean being able to respond to supplies faster when facing attacks.

The effect on the attack is the same.

After all, they are all transmitting electrical signals from the brain to the limbs. Each cut is 0.01 seconds faster than others, and four cuts are 0.04 seconds. The more accumulated numbers, the more terrifying the effect.

Human dynamic vision has limits.

When the limit of visual capture was exceeded, the four sword ladies appeared directly in front of Haramura Makoto in an instant.

Normally, it is very difficult to resist such a fast sword.