The heroines want love

Even if the opponent hits you with a scabbard instead of a blade, it will not feel good to be hit...

"You two!!! Which dojo are you from!?? Call your master over here!"

The old priest had a dark face and roared at the two of them!

Are you going to mess things up?!

"Old man! I'm sorry!" Asakura Yu replied and hurried to his side: "Borrow my knife! I'll help you light the fire!"

"Light up? Stop right there, kid!?"

The old priest almost lost his grip on the red mask and it fell to the ground.

"This knife is used to light fires! It makes no difference who uses it!"

Asakura Yu picked up the sword and weighed it for a few seconds.

“This is a ritual to worship the gods!!!”

If you can't even light a fire, what's the point of being a god?

Asakura Yuu ignored the old man's shouting behind him, drew out his sword, and looked at Kikuchi Yō who was attacking again, "Be careful, I have the ability not to aim at your fatal parts, but if you move around and seek death, I'm not sure."

Kikuchi Yoya drew his sword, "I'll give you my original words!"

Asakura Yu touched the sword to the brazier beside him, and the scorching fire slowly spread upwards along the tip of the sword, and soon the entire sword was covered in flames.

In the night.

Raindrops continued to fall onto the sword, but were completely unable to put out the raging fire.

The sword and the scabbard had been smeared with gasoline in advance for ignition, otherwise this would not be possible.

Burning gasoline dripped onto the ground.

A few faint flames appeared at Asakura Yu's feet, and he stared at the opponent in front of him.

"You want me to use the original breathing method?"

"...You haven't mastered the Breath of Thunder technique. Even if you switch to a real sword, you can't defeat me."

Kikuchi Yō has not used any sword moves since then. He is afraid that his secret skills will be learned by Asakura Yuu because the other party's learning ability is too strong.

Asakura Yu did not refute.

Since you want to see it, let me let you see it. Just don't regret it.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to use sword moves, I just hope... you don’t end up being unable to use any moves!

The next second, the electric arcs outside his body gradually converged.

The sword was sheathed, but he quickly pulled it out, soaked it in gasoline again, and flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire dark venue!

Beside the campfire, his whispers could be heard, like a sigh——

"Flower Breathing - Wu Zhixing Tu's Peony."

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off the field.

Isshi Caiyu clenched her fists and watched the scene with sharp eyes.

It's coming! That slash that's like a blooming peony!

The onlookers stared with their eyes wide open, totally confused.

"The breathing technique has stopped?"

"Isn't this still a fight?"

"Huh?! Wait!!"

Everyone exclaimed, some took out their phones and hurriedly turned on the video, while others had already started recording and pointed their phones at——

"Buzz~" Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard in the venue.

Along with this sound that went straight into his mind, the young man in the field came in front of his opponent in an instant and chopped the long sword from bottom to top!

Basic move - Reverse Robe Slash!

A flash of knife light made of fire suddenly appeared, leaving behind a wide and long afterimage.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand scattered sporadic flames, and the oil on the blade was ignited, dancing around him like a fluttering butterfly...

"boom!"

The knives collided with each other.

Asakura Yuu's first strike hit the opponent's chest directly. He could use the slashing moves without any fear since they would not kill him! Moreover, he only planned to use the tip of his sword against the enemy!

"cough."

Kikuchi Yō managed to receive the attack with great difficulty as the opponent was too strong.

"It's not over yet!"

The long sword that had just reached the top chopped down again diagonally.

The fourth type is not as simple as the ordinary reverse cassock slash!

The key point is not the first move, but the subsequent continuous attacks like water stream!

Next, there are 8 more rapid slashes! Can you handle it?

"boom!"

With the second strike, Kikuchi Yō took a step back.

"boom!"

The third knife cut his waist!

"His!"

The fourth knife tore the clothes!

The fifth knife! Blood oozes out of the chest!

The sixth knife! Both arms!

The seventh knife! Both feet!

……

The people in the venue had no idea what was happening. They could only witness a scarlet red spider lily blooming next to the campfire and nine extremely fast slashes erupting in an instant, which ordinary people could not observe at all!

"What is that!? Am I seeing things?" someone murmured.

"Butterfly……"

“It’s the dancing butterflies!!”

The scattered sparks of the red spider lily fell to the ground, and the red butterflies fluttered in the air, and the raindrops could not put them out -

“Boom—boom—boom!!”

The drums are still beating.

The dancing butterflies dance to the beat of the drums——

soon.

A large number of flame butterflies gathered at the bottom of the campfire. The temperature nearby gradually rose, but it was far from reaching the temperature that could burn the campfire.

The raindrops hit the two-story bonfire, gradually slowing down until they stopped.

This rain came quickly and went away quickly.

The same is true for the duel on the field.

"Too weak, your sword."

Asakura Yu looked at Kikuchi Yō, who was half-kneeling on the ground after eating 8 knives, spitting blood from his mouth and no longer had the strength to resist, and turned to look at the campfire.

Under the gaze of thousands of people, he slowly moved forward.

After finding a suitable gap, stab the burning blade in your hand.

next moment.

"Clap-"

The few bits of tinder that had not yet been soaked touched the sword and started to burn.

In just a dozen seconds!

"coax!!"

The flames shot straight into the sky.

Illuminating the harmless boy sitting by the campfire.

He retrieved the long knife.

After a "ding" sound, the sword blade touched the scabbard, making a crisp sound.

After putting away the knife, Asakura Yu looked around, with his hair stuck to his forehead, looking a little disheveled.

The clothes on his body were sticking to his skin, making him frown slightly.

The venue was completely silent.

After a long time-

"Oh!!!!!"

Someone took the lead and cheers broke out in the whole venue!

"So strong!!"

"What the hell! That slash just now! Wasn't it too exaggerated?"

"Shit! I had to slow down the video on my phone 10 times to barely see it clearly!! Is this really a sword skill that a young swordsman can use? 9 slashes in one second!!"

"Am I the only one who noticed...his face is kind of pretty."

"Indeed, it's about one-third of my level."

"Uh uh uh, didn't your family buy a mirror?"

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among the crowd.

Isshi Iroha looked at Asakura Yuu who walked up to the old priest and bent down frantically to apologize. He had an embarrassed look on his face and had completely lost his previous high-spirited look, which made Iroha laugh out loud.

'Isn't this completely without considering the consequences?'

He actually has such a hot-blooded and immature side.

But ah.

The senior is still the same as before, super awesome!

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Chapter 100: Promise under the Fireworks

After walking out of the main hall of the shrine.

Asakura Yu sighed——

"I got scolded... But the old man didn't choose to settle the score afterwards. He even said that he would promote this duel as a show performance."

After all, it was he who lit the sacrificial bonfire.

...But, was it too much of a coincidence that the rain stopped just now? Could it be that there really is a god watching over this place?

Isshiki Caiyu was waiting for him at the door.

Hearing this, he nodded and said, "I see, that old man has a pretty good temper."

"What were you doing here an hour ago when you suddenly left me and went to a deserted place? Just stand at the end of the crowd and don't move."

"How would I know? Or is it that Takekawa-san's acting is too good?"

Issei Caiyu stared at the azure butterfly that was quietly resting on his shoulder, feeling guilty and not daring to look at him.