The heroines want love

At this moment, at the end of the road, Uesugi Taro was still completely unaware of the danger——

"Hurry up and send a message to your lover, asking him to come over, otherwise..."

Wait, what is that?

"?"

Grass!

As soon as he caught a glimpse of Asakura Yuu, Uesugi Taro's face showed a visibly horrified expression. In his field of vision, Asakura Yuu's slightly opened eyes were like a demon crawling out of hell, filled with bright red blood...

'Why are you here so fast? Impossible!'

He quickly let go of the woman in his arms and got into a stance.

Last time, I took the opponent’s attack head-on and survived, so I’m sure I can do it this time too!

Continuous raindrops fell on the wooden sword. Asakura Yu slowly gathered his body weight to his lower body, closed his eyes, and lightning wrapped around his body.

"The air... is vibrating?"

Uesugi Taro said in a trembling voice, and his legs went weak.

how could it be possible.

next moment.

Just like in his memory, no, it was even more terrifying than last time! The majestic lightning came with an astonishing momentum, and a wooden sword wrapped in electric arcs fell into his sight in the blink of an eye, and it was gradually enlarged, like a slow-motion shot that was played more than ten times...

This time, the evil ghost did not roar, but just slightly opened his tightly closed eyes.

Lightning flashes!

"Boom!" Taro Uesugi's body was stabbed by the wooden sword and flew away, breaking many bamboos in a row. It smashed into the wall of the old house behind him, leaving a mark on it, and then slowly fell down like mud.

Before losing consciousness, Taro Uesugi's last thought was - what the hell is this move?

Soon, the helper he invited answered this question for him -

"…An ordinary tooth spike can also exert such power. You are more exaggerated than I thought."

Kikuchi Yo, who had been hiding behind the scenes and waiting for Asakura Yuu to arrive, shook his head slightly, somewhat regretting confronting him.

"It will do you no good to irritate me."

A cruel smile appeared on Asakura Yu's lips.

"If I want you to show your true strength, this little trick is very effective, isn't it?"

"Then congratulations, you are halfway there."

Chapter 99: Dance of Fire and Butterflies

Light rain falls.

In the bamboo forest, rain water slowly flows down the bamboo joints.

"Let me ask you something. He's not dead, right?" Kikuchi Yao looked at someone who was in a coma behind him.

"Kamiya Katsushin-ryu never kills anyone."

Asakura Yu swung the wooden sword in his hand, and raindrops flew with his movement.

The philosophy of Kamiya Katsushin-ryu is that the sword is not a weapon to kill people, but a weapon to save people.

As for whether this person will be hit by a car and sent to the hospital tomorrow, or even become paralyzed on one side of his body, Asakura Yu can give an answer - yes.

"If we really get to the battlefield, your school will definitely suffer the most miserable death..." Kikuchi Yao made what he thought was a joke and pointed the wooden sword in his hand at him.

"Let's fight!"

"Not interested in."

Asakura Yuu glanced at the two girls behind him and said, "Iroha, let's go."

Only then did Isshiki Caiyu come back to her senses from the scene where Asakura Yuu had sent someone flying with one strike.

She asked in confusion, "Don't you fight, senior?"

The atmosphere is obviously very good, why not play?

Takekawa Tomoka tugged at the corner of her yukata, trying to change her mind. Fighting was not a good option at this time.

"No, there's no point in bullying the weak."

Asakura Yu shook his head.

There is no point in such a contest; he doesn't like to be competitive.

"You mean, I'm weak?"

The bright smile on Kikuchi Yao's face suddenly disappeared, and he looked as if he had eaten a fly.

"I never fought with you in junior high school, so I have no impression of you."

“Heh… As expected of you, you are a genius who looks down on others. You have stolen the hard work of countless swordsmen in the arena, and you are a demon who makes people afraid to use the secret techniques of the sect in front of you!”

Kikuchi Yao couldn't help but yelled:

"The breathing technique you just used is the Breathing of Thunder of my wife's clan! You thief!! Don't you feel the slightest bit of guilt for using it?!"

His furious expression looked extremely ferocious.

Asakura Yuu chuckled and said:

"A sword is just a tool, and the same goes for breathing techniques. I have seen many swordsmen who value them as much as you do."

The lightning around Asakura Yuu became even stronger, and he clenched his sword tightly -

"But without exception, they all fell at my feet."

The next moment, he disappeared from the spot like a galloping thunder.

The rain got heavier.

The vision became blurred by the raindrops, and one could only vaguely see the clash of weapons between the two men.

Standing on the side of the road, Kuei Ichi Iroha recalled the video of Yu Asakura that she saw in junior high school - he wielded the knife expressionlessly, with precision and elegance, like a pair of scissors, tearing apart countless swordsmen on the field.

If you must define a person by justice or evil.

Then, Yu Asakura is undoubtedly an evil villain.

He can easily shatter all so-called fetters, efforts, and unity. Mediocre people can never reach his toes... A genius like him, just the existence in the world is enough to make people despair!

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at the same time.

In the square of the main hall of the shrine.

The old priest wearing a scarlet mask and holding sacrificial utensils in his hands looked up at the heavy rain in front of him.

If nothing unexpected happens, today's bonfire probably won't be lit. Even if it is lit now, the rain will put it out. Fireworks are fine, even if it rains, it won't be a big problem.

"Dong Dong Dong!!"

The heavy sound of drums was struck, and the float symbolizing the true body of the god finally went around and arrived at the side of the square.

Men and women in classical costumes danced on large floats, and local songs played on shamisen, zither and erhu bow attracted large numbers of tourists.

The already noisy square was even more lively at this moment.

A large area was artificially separated near the bonfire for the subsequent ceremony, but now the rain has wet the wood, so the usual method of lighting a fire should not work.

"Master Quan Gongsi, are you going to notify the tourists?"

“…It’s hard to explain to those tourists who believe in gods.”

"This year's sacrifice to the God of Fire overlaps with the Chinese Valentine's Day, and many people don't know the significance of lighting a fire... We can just find another auspicious day." His priest whispered in his ear.

"How can we change the rules that have been in place for hundreds of years?"

"But Lord Gon Palace, even if the rain stops in a few hours, we will need to prepare dry firewood temporarily. In any case, it may be too late today."

The old man known as Quan Gongsi sighed inwardly.

"Let's wait a little longer. If the rain stops in a few minutes, we can try again."

"Understood." The priest bowed slightly and went to inform the people below.

As time passes slowly.

Many tourists in the square began to whisper to each other.

"The float has arrived, why hasn't it started yet?"

"Do we have to wait until the rain stops?"

"It's unlikely that a bonfire will be lit in this kind of rain, right?"

Many passers-by guessed the reason why the ceremony was delayed and became restless.

Thousands of people gathered in this large square, and it was not easy to leave.

What's more, it was raining and many tourists didn't have umbrellas.

"Let's go."

"What a bummer! If you knew it was going to rain, you should have lit the fire earlier."

"You can't even check the weather forecast? What are the people at the shrine doing?"

"Hey! Look! What is that?!"

Suddenly, a scream attracted everyone's attention!

In a corner of the square, a young man holding a wooden sword and with lightning wrapped around his body was entangled with another young man holding an iron knife.

At this moment, the two of them were colliding at a speed that was almost impossible to see with the naked eye! !

Approaching the central bonfire!

"Breathing technique!!! It's a swordsman!!!"

"Hey!!! That's a real sword, right?! It's made of iron!! Isn't there going to be any problems?!"

"Fuck!!"

Inside the venue, a sudden scene caused the bells and drums on the floats to stop.

Several seconds passed.

The sturdy drummer then started beating the drum vigorously in the same position as the two men were fighting! To cheer them on -

"Dang——! Dong——!"

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Listen to the drumbeats in your ears.

Asakura Yu once again exhaled a long breath carrying an arc of electricity.

This time, the opponent was so bloodthirsty that he actually used a real sword! This thing could kill someone if you are not careful...

If a wooden sword collides with an iron sword, the only result is that it will be shattered.

"Stolen things are not easy to use, right?" Kikuchi Yō put the sword back into the sheath, "If you continue like this, I will take your first defeat in the sword arts."

As a swordsman who also mastered the breathing technique, Asakura Yu could not gain any advantage at his hands.

What's more, he brought his favorite sword - the Nodachi, an ancient sword made by a swordsmith from the Bizen Osafune school.

"Put down the knife in your hand and tell me?"

Asakura Yuu glanced around and noticed the sacrificial knife placed in front of the temple and the brazier next to it.

Got to get it!

But...what should I do with the priest?

Looking at the old priest who had taken off his mask and whose face had turned dark, Asakura Yu felt that the situation was not easy to handle. If he took the sword directly, he might have to rely on his connections to be forgiven. This was not appropriate. Elders related to Shinto usually had a strong network of connections...

"Don't be distracted!" Kikuchi Yao shouted and raised his sword again and stepped forward.

The one-meter-long blade has a very large killing range.

Asakura Yu took a few steps back and avoided his slash.