Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Mahiru Amemiya had never been so focused.

Although her natural lack of vision makes it easy for her to concentrate, in real life, due to the various demands of the Nan family, it is still difficult for her to concentrate and she must deal with all kinds of stringent requirements.

In this land of fusang, apart from having no worries about food and clothing, girls from wealthy families are even worse than daughters from ordinary families in aspects related to life.

But here, before life and death, what she was like in the past, what she was shaped into, and the rules she had been told countless times were all shattered.

Because compared to living, everything else can be abandoned.

The pure test of life and death tests a person's will the most, and beneath this determined will lies the basic instinct of the human species.

Fighting... is instinct!

She had no vision, and she undoubtedly discarded an important weapon. But when she held the sword in her hand, she seemed to feel that her senses were expanding and extending.

The shock of each collision with a sword, the combination of touch, hearing, smell... different senses directly formed an unclear picture in the mind.

Although she couldn't see it, she could hear it and feel it.

Her skin could feel the murderous intent released from the Shadow Sword Demon, the kind of bone-chilling murderous intent that made her arms crawl with goosebumps.

Moreover, Amamiya Mahiru also discovered that not only she was facing death, but the young people on the other side were also making mistakes and dying with increasing intensity.

The number of shadow ghosts changed from one to two, from two to four, and now to sixteen.

Even the most stringent graduation exam in the top swordsmanship school Beichen Ittoryu's gym only involves ten formal disciples fighting one testee... If the latter wins, it is called 'Juban Fight' '.

There are currently sixteen sword demons... If they swarm up, Amemiya Mahiru will never be confident that they can get through, so she relies on the young people on the other side to share the pressure.

This is a trial.

The two of them were the ones to undergo the trial, which can be said to be very fair.

Both sides will die, both will be defeated and die due to lack of strength, and then stand up again and continue fighting.

After the number of deaths increased, Amamiya Mahiru had to get used to taking the lead in charging and saving a hand for emergencies. She could even pick up a severed hand and wield it as an extended knife without changing her expression.

Once you have adapted to death, rebirth means infinite trials and errors.

She made rapid progress in the battle, and her vision changed from blurry threads to gradually fuller lines.

What's more important is that she can wield the real sword in her hand without any pressure to perform various sword skills she has learned throughout her life.

Swordsmanship is not a kendo that children learn, it is a serious fighting skill. In this precarious and dangerous world, even the shogunate cannot protect the safety of everyone in Fuso. Fuso is a country that values ​​martial arts and strength. People from the martial arts family are always walking around. Wearing swords and swords, after the shogunate was reorganized, samurai have changed from a class to a profession. As ghost slayers and ghost hunters, those who draw their swords are no longer daimyo or common people everywhere, but people who have come out of the shadow world. A disaster, but the only thing that has not changed is that the sword in their hands is still the foundation of their lives.

Compared with the efficient and clean implementation of compulsory education for all in Daxia, Fuso's ghost hunting profession is still mostly inherited directly from the past samurai families. It has a strong class nature and family characteristics, and is inevitably influenced by local powerful people. The dojo of the great swordsmanship school has directly become the meat and potatoes cooked with flowers and brocade fire.

The swordsmanship dojo where Amemiya Mahiru learned was the Shinin-ryu dojo of the Yagyu family.

In the past, Shinin-ryu was the shogun's swordsmanship instructor, which shows his superb skills in the swordsmanship school.

She had never tried to hold a sword in real life. In fact, when the swords collided, she realized that she had made too many mistakes. The wooden sword and bamboo sword were far from comparable to the feel of a real sword, and some of the mistakes in the force and moves during training Sequence, even subtle habits that are not easy to detect, will become a fatal flaw in one's own weapons.

She looks for mistakes in death, adjusts, makes up for it, and improves it.

After being tested on various swordsmanship techniques of Shinin-ryu, she began to switch to Kashima Shinto-ryu.

Just when she chopped off the shadow ghost's head with a slash, she flicked the sword with her fingers, but could not feel any more hostility and murderous intent through the echo.

"Is it over?" she asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's over. All sixteen shadow ghosts have been defeated." Bai Yu shook the weapon in his hand.

This time he no longer used a spear, but a baseball bat.

A spear is actually easier to use in this environment, but a baseball bat is better to use. After all, it is a blunt weapon that is heavy in the front and light in the back. If the stick is used, an ordinary samurai sword cannot hold it at all.

And there is no school of moves, the key is just one word - smash.

Hit hard and hit accurately.

Bai Yu has a deeper understanding of the actual use of the Lion Heart Cane. It is an ever-changing weapon, so why should it stick to one form?

In the middle, a physical holy sword was replaced, and it was also very stable, one move at a time.

Next time, I'll change my style of gun skills to my style of martial arts... Who said that martial arts must be limited to one weapon style? It's a smart person's approach to learn how to restrain arms.

Mahiru asked: "It's over, should I go back?"

"Don't worry yet." Bai Yu looked at the samurai armor sitting on the wall of the gym: "There is still a boss that we haven't beaten yet."

As the voice fell, purple flames ignited under the empty body of the samurai armor. Its empty armor was filled, and the samurai burning with purple fire held the swords on the left and right sides.

Double sword flow.

Mahiru opened her eyes in surprise. Although she couldn't see anything, she could show her surprise and astonishment.

"First level extraordinary."

Bai Yu glanced at the level above the opponent's head. Level 13... wasn't that high.

But after all, it is a transcendent level, and it has the effect of level suppression on the two rookies who are stuck at level ten.

"Don't worry, Wu Ming." Bai Yu said in the tone of someone who has experienced it: "You should be able to survive seventy or eighty times of death. It will not restore the health bar, and it can be worn away by grinding."

"You consider this comfort?" Mahiru couldn't laugh or cry: "If you torture me, why do you torture yourself too?"

"If I stand aside and watch the show, you will be a little moody, so I can only end it in person." Bai Yu spread his hands and said: "Although I have great magical powers, but starting from scratch, at least we have an equal starting point."

"It's a mess..." Mahiru exhaled, then smiled lightly: "But I seem to understand you a little better, Mr. Destiny."

"No, it's better to call me editor." Bai Yu complained: "The name Destiny has an ominous premonition of being strangled by the throat and hung to death every day. Besides..."

"Besides what?"

The young man raised his hand and struck a handsome stance that was invisible to the other party.

"——I am here to weave destiny, not to become destiny."

Bai Yu switched weapons and got the Lion Heart Spear: "Now we have to hone our tacit understanding. This is not a boss that one person can handle. Let's fight together, you ignorant ghosts!"

"My name is Amamiya!"

Amamiya Mahiru emphasized: "I don't like the name Wu Minggui - please remember, Mr. Destiny."

"Let me remember, but you didn't remember it at all..." Bai Yu complained.

Amemiya Mahiru adjusted her breathing and raised the sword silently: "Okay!"

The samurai armor burning with purple flames charged and jumped, the sword light struck down, and the gorgeous purple waning moon was slashed out with the sword.

The show begins.

…

"ha--!"

As if his lungs were broken, Amamiya Mahiru seemed to rise from the water and exhaled a large mouthful of turbid air.

She felt like she was having a nightmare.

A nightmare whose memory is extremely clear.

The feeling of the hand still remained in her fingers. At that moment, she indeed penetrated the chest of the warrior's armor and cut off the phantom.

She remembered it too clearly, so it couldn't have been a dream.

After killing sixteen Shadow Sword Demons, the general's attack power and desire to attack were far stronger than the former. The purple fire wrapped around the sword gave her no chance to connect with the blade. After touching it more than three times, the sword It will become extremely hot and almost impossible to hold firmly.

She and the editor died an unknown number of times, maybe a dozen times, maybe dozens of times, probably not more than a hundred times.

Relying on the perseverance of the two men, they finally killed the general.

In the end, she had almost no emotional fluctuations, she just executed the moves coldly, and when she swung the last knife, she seemed to feel that she had touched a certain threshold.

At that moment, the whole world became extremely transparent, and everything invisible became tangible lines displayed in my mind. Vision beyond vision...

Although it was only for a moment, she felt that it should be...

"extraordinary……"

she whispered.

After experiencing hundreds of deaths, she touched a thread that she had longed for but could not reach before.

She couldn't help but think, if it happened again, if it happened again, would she really have a chance to seize it?

At that moment, at that moment, at the snap of a finger, the world was so transparent that it was so beautiful...

It is precisely because of seeing the light that the boundless darkness in front of us seems so unbearable!

"Patience, Mahiru, patience..."

She murmured, warning and comforting herself.

Amamiya Mahiru whispered: "Opportunities will come, they will definitely come."

She still remembered the last words the young man said when she left that deep gym, as well as the hint of smile on the other side in the transparent world for a moment.

"Celebrate, Miss Amamiya... From this beginning, your destiny has changed dramatically."

He waved his hand and turned through the open door.

"That's it for today. We'll see you another day."

'Goodbye', these two words, are so pleasant to the ear... It easily soothes her uneasiness about returning to the cage, and makes Mahiru Amamiya inevitably start to look forward to the arrival of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow... She doesn't know how long to wait. , but she will definitely look forward to meeting each other again.

This was a feeling and mood she had never felt before.

She never looked forward to the arrival of the next tomorrow, which for her meant a step closer to rupture and an unknown future.

She can't control the future, she can't control her destiny. Her eyes are pitch black and there is no firefly to stop her, so she will be terrified.

However, if she realizes that this kind of destiny and future is in her hands and is already within reach, she will be overjoyed and hope for a beautiful result.

Even though she knew it might be an illusion.

But it was so beautiful, to her, it was a ray of light that broke through the long night.

"Editor of Destiny, Mr. Destiny..."

The girl muttered in a low voice: "Whether you like this name or not, for me... it is already the favor of fate."

It is like a sinner in hell catching a spider's thread hanging from the earth.

That is the only chance in this life.