With two "swish" sounds, two figures, one black and one white, intertwined.
"Clang, clang." With crisp sounds, two rays of light collided with each other, bounced off each other, and separated as soon as they touched, leaving only a wisp of spark that burned the air.
The two rays of light are two short swords.
A switchblade knife with a dark frosted handle and a strange emblem engraved on the handle.
The other one is a tactical straight knife similar to the standard military equipment, with a black handle and a pair of Tai Chi diagrams on the end.
The two short swords of similar length and very similar blade styles drew two thrilling arcs in silence and collided again.
The straight knife cuts at a sharp angle, which is offset by the switchblade at the same angle.
"Clang", another soft sound.
This time, the two daggers did not bounce away from each other, but instead fell into a stalemate.
The owner of the straight sword, the heroic girl in a blue kimono licked her lips with an excited smile on her face: "No, no, absolutely not, Shiki, your strength should not be limited to this level."
The owner of the switchblade, a handsome young man in black sportswear, said with a bitter face: "Sister, this is really my limit."
"It's a lie."
Ryougi Shiki exerted force with her right hand, and the two crossed swords came closer and closer to Shiki's face.
"I can feel your blood, your potential is far more than this."
"Even if you say so—" Shiki's face flushed, his forehead and cheeks were covered with sweat, and he really didn't look like he was hiding anything.
"Really? It seems you haven't realized your power yet. Let me inspire you."
Shiki kicked Shiki in the stomach, sending him flying several meters.
When Shiki got up from the ground, he saw that Shiki's eyes were filled with an indescribable mysterious light - the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception were open.
"Sister, this—"
Without giving Shiki a chance to continue, Shiki shouted, "Men, don't be so fussy. Take off your glasses and look at me! I can accept this world, don't tell me you can't?"
Perhaps he sensed Shiki's will or was aroused by his passion, but Shiki took off the "Magic Eye Kill" and handed it to Kan'ya who was watching on the side.
"Of course!"
As Shiki roared, the switchblade cut through the air, moving even faster than before towards the dashing Shiki.
Shiki turned lightly, avoiding Shiki's thrust, and the smile on his face became more brilliant, almost to the point of being enchanting.
"Right, that's right, a little faster, a little more powerful, and a little more tricky angle."
I can feel that this is far from your limit, you can still become stronger -
—Because you and I are the same kind, we are both murderers and have the same blood.
The straight sword changes, but every time it strikes Shiki, it stays on his "dead line". If it just touches him a little, he will suffer a serious injury that is difficult to recover from.
But Shiki did not give Shiki such a chance, he either blocked or dodged, blocking all of Shiki's fierce attacks. Not only that, he took advantage of the gap when Shiki swung his sword to launch a counterattack, and his counterattack also aimed at Shiki's "dead line".
Two murderers who had faced death head-on and could see the death of all things were dancing on the edge of death. The pressure released by their every move gradually spread to the entire venue, making everyone watching feel the pressure.
Orange began to draw runes, Shinji took out the slingshot, Fujino opened his mystical eyes, Sakura was accumulating curse bullets, and except for Mikiya who had nothing to do with the mystery and could only stare blankly, everyone else was ready to rescue people.
What was reflected in the eyes of the two Shikis was a fragile world that would shatter at the slightest touch. Both of them were staring at the death of the other, and they also knew that the other was staring at their own death.
Die, die, die.
Die die die, die die die, die die die.
Die die die die die die die die die die die.
All are dead.
This kind of pressure was enough to drive an ordinary person crazy in an instant, and even a magician who knew the true nature of death would find it difficult to bear. However, the young boy and girl who danced together endured it all, and not only did they endure it, but they were not negatively affected at all.
It's just that there is no negative impact, not that there is no impact.
Surrounded by endless death, the two people with the same name became more and more excited, and their fighting will became more and more intense.
A faint white mist seeped out from the hair and the gaps in their clothes. It was the water vapor produced by the evaporation of sweat. The two pairs of black and white eyes were also filled with blood, like two beasts with bloodshot eyes.
And this is just an external appearance. Only a master of human anatomy like Orange and Shinji, who was personally trained by Scathach, can understand the changes in the two people's bodies.
The blood flow rate of the two people is increasing at an abnormal trend, and their physical abilities have also achieved an astonishing leap. In particular, the attributes closely related to combat, such as muscle toughness, reflex nerves, and dynamic vision, are approaching the limit of human beings, and it would not be surprising if they were broken at any time.
To a certain extent, the two people who were fighting each other could no longer be considered human beings, at least not completely human beings.
Shiki felt his blood boiling.
It feels like there's fire burning in my brain.
My brain felt so hot that it seemed like it was going to fly out.
The breath was so hot that it felt like it was burning through my lungs.
The death of the world around us is as wonderful, frequent and natural as breathing.
But it doesn’t matter, my physical condition is unexpectedly good.
The stiff right hand moved freely, the dull footsteps became agile, and the switchblade held in the forehand was changed to the backhand.
The solemnity on his face disappeared at some point, replaced by a joy that came from the heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was exactly the same as Shi's.
He was enjoying it, enjoying the process of fighting.
"You finally understood, Shiki!"
Once again, they misstepped and Shiki let out a murderous laugh.
"Killing, death, you and me, come on, continue to liberate, continue to burn, only in this way can you recognize your true self."
Wrong step, turn around, and get closer, three actions are done in one go.
In just one second, Shiki crossed the three-meter distance like a civet cat, came behind Shiki, and cut the "death line" on his back with a knife.
However, this unexpected fatal blow was avoided by Shiki in an even more incredible way.
A second before the straight sword fell, Shiki's movement speed suddenly increased, even faster than Shiki. At that moment, his speed really broke through the limitations of the human body.
With such speed, Shiki turned into a phantom, escaped from Shiki's sword in an instant, and appeared above Shiki's head in the next moment, slashing towards Shiki's throat with a knife.
This knife was not aimed at the "death line", but the effect was no different from the "death line". The throat is a vital part of the human body, and if it is cut, there will be death.
Shi raised her head, the light in her eyes was extremely brilliant, (harmony) even more brilliant than her eyes was the light of her sword.
The knife was light, and the blade light flashed and disappeared in a flash.
The line between life and death.
PS: Today is Jian Shao's birthday. According to the agreement, let's decide the name of the fan group today. Let's call it "Tattered Clothes".