Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Gen Zhisheng and Kazama Ruri confronted each other, and at this time Yabuki Sakura also walked out of the elevator. She squatted down to support Fujimaru Ritsuka, but found that her legs seemed to be weaker, and she almost fell into Ritsuka's arms.

Oh, not nearly, but he did fall down, but Ritsuka took the initiative to support him.

"Actually, according to my plan, I want Boss Yuan to send you out and then come up myself."

The girl pretended to be coquettish and complained, looking at Yuan Zhisheng's back while speaking. The man paused after hearing this, turned his attention away from Kazama Ruri, and sighed angrily.

"Don't force yourself to make things difficult. It's already a hell composed of Deadpools down there."

The girl was a little surprised when she heard this. She knew about the existence of Deadpool, but like Yabuki Sakura, she didn't expect there to be so many.

This can't be blamed on the fact that the girl's reasoning was not mastered by a certain detective. It can only be blamed on the king's genetic technology being too unreasonable.

Fujimaru Ritsuka spent several nights studying basic information such as dragon genetics and history. In various senses, she may be more academic than most of the rough guys in the Executive Directorate, and she also knows more theories. His knowledge is always praised when chatting with the head of the Miyamoto family.

Therefore, the girl knew how difficult it was to artificially create Deadpool.

With the current technical level of the eight Sheqi families, they would only be able to produce a snake-shaped deadpool at most, and the quality would not be guaranteed.

But Wang Jiang can not only mass-produce, but also ensure quality while even getting involved in the deeply evolved dragon-shaped Deadpool that only exists in legends. This is a completely unimaginable initiative, as outrageous as someone taking a photo of a black hole at the beginning of the second industrial revolution and posting it on a notice board!

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Yabuki Sakura's increasingly weak breathing, and her face became gloomy, but she didn't panic.

So far, it's all within her calculations.

Yuan Zhisheng's arrival at this large observation tower has already enabled the final step to reverse the endgame.

Now only

Boom.

A dull sound echoed, which was the sound of the bone spurs on General Wang's body constantly falling off. The muscles that were originally like steel cables began to gradually shrink, as if they were gradually withering from a drugged bodybuilder to a dying old man.

This puppet of the king is close to death.

Although both Kazama Ruri and Minamoto Tatsuo seemed to be fine, the deadpool puppet of the king had gradually lost its activity. On the other hand, because of Kazama Ruri's alchemy weapon, Fujimaru Ritsuka also had wounds that extremely affected the battle. , and the physical consumption is so great that even an endurance monster like the girl feels powerless.

but--

"Can I still fight?" Yuan Zhisheng asked calmly.

The girl also left Miss Sakura as if she understood, stood behind her, twisted her wrist, and said.

"I can do this all day."

Gen Zhisheng responded with an indifferent and speechless gaze, while Fujimaru shrugged helplessly.

No one in this era understands this meme, and it will obviously become popular in five years.

But then again, Yuan Zhisheng's question obviously contained a deeper meaning.

The situation is great at this time, but they have no room to relax. Who knows what Wang Jiang’s reaction will be if he jumps over the wall in a hurry, so——

Minamoto and Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at each other.

Take advantage of his weakness and kill him!

Both of them sprinted towards the enemy general on the opposite side at extremely fast speeds. The king general was waiting on the spot, while Kazama Ruri took the initiative to greet him.

His eyes shone with true madness, as if the desire to kill filled his heart. His fiery golden pupils were bright and magnificent, and at the same time they were so beautiful that they had a coercion that could make people surrender.

From the moment he saw Yuan Zhisheng, this man was no different from crazy.

When he was fighting Fujimaru Ritsuka, he had almost used all his strength to prevent the king from opening a loophole, but at this moment, his aura was far superior to that of Fang Cai. If he was 90% strong just now, now he is 12% strong. He was so distracted that every cell in his body was screaming, thinking about chopping Yuan Zhisheng into pieces.

His hatred for Yuan Zhisheng was so strong, so direct and passionate.

Yuan Zhisheng slashed with the knife without hesitation, but there was a hint of sadness and guilt in his eyes.

Masamune Tachibana once told Minamoto that he had a pair of awe-inspiring evil eyes, with the light of a sword in his eyes. A coward would feel like he had been stung by a scorpion when faced with such eyes. So he rarely looks at people, not wanting others to feel uncomfortable.

But what Yuan Zhisheng didn't know was that if he let Tachibana Masamune see it again now, he would definitely not be able to say such a thing.

In fact, Yuan Zhisheng had already vaguely guessed the identity of the Dragon King of the Fierce Ghosts.

In this land of Japan, there are too few people who can compare themselves with blood and still maintain human form. What's more, Fujimaru Ritsuka also talked to Minamoto Chisei about Kazama Ruri.

Although he would not hesitate to make the decision to "kill Kazama Ruri and kill Yuan Zhisheng again" when he questioned Minamoto Zhisheng at this time, but when he knew that Yuan Zhisheng was still alive, he did feel that Some kind of throbbing.

It seemed like a knot in my heart was slightly loosened. Over the years, he has been having recurring nightmares, dreaming of a pair of lifeless eyes at the bottom of a deep well looking up to the sky. He leaned down from the edge of the well to look at the corpse, and the corpse slowly stretched out its hands to pull him into the well. The childish cannot resist.

The corpse was that of Yuan Zhisheng, and Yuan Zhisheng sealed him in the well with his own hands. Yuan Zhisheng stayed in that nightmare moment all his life. He killed his younger brother with his own hands and buried him with his own hands.

Just because his brother is different from himself. He is not an emperor standing under the sun, but an evil ghost licking the darkness.

For him, the boy who called him brother is dead, and only the devil is left wearing his brother's body as clothes. He must kill the devil. He can suppress the grief in his heart, but he cannot betray justice. He is the partner of justice!

But until the last moment, Yuan Zhisheng didn't think of fighting back. She just hugged his neck blankly and called him brother. Yuan Zhisheng gritted his teeth and twisted the handle of the knife, and a whistling fountain of blood gushes out from his brother's chest.

Now it's happening again.

He wanted to kill his brother who had returned from hell for the sake of justice.

The cold and damp wind howled into Tokyo Tower from the broken windows. The moment the raindrops hit the ground, the two people turned into dark black and scarlet shadows. Countless firelights exploded in mid-air. It was obvious that both parties were just holding hands and using graceful gestures. The famous Japanese sword made a heavy collision sound like a hydraulic press.

The two-handed sword waved a violent arc like a storm. Yuan Zhisheng and Fengjian Liuli looked at each other in mid-air. He couldn't help but think that if the cold light of the knife was hidden in his own eyes, then the childish girl's eyes were hiding the cold light of Senluo. Evil ghost.

The moment the two wielded their swords, even the sound of the wind had to wait for a moment before reaching their ears.

The blade was as hot as a red-hot iron, and Yuan Zhisheng's keel state, which was strong enough to withstand close range shots from a pistol, was now suppressed by even more pure violence!

At the moment of head-on contact, the two sides distinguished themselves.

The ghost is already superior to the emperor. It is an absolute existence that looks up to the heaven and the earth and moves horizontally and vertically.

But Minamoto didn't flinch. He knew that his only advantage was that Fujimaru Ritsuka consumed the opponent's physical energy in advance. Such a crazy offensive could not last too long. He had to implement the idea of ​​​​defensive counterattack and delay as much time as possible!

Kashin Akechi-ryu·Reverse curling blade-ryu.

In the blink of an eye, the three weapons have collided with each other many times, and strings of sparks exploded in the light and shadow of the sword. The two exchanged positions at high speed, and the knife turned into a shadow in the rapid swing.

Kazama Ruri's sword can't be discerned, perhaps because he has never taught face-to-face with a famous master of the family. Even if Yuan Zhisheng can see some shadows of ancient sword skills in it, he will soon be shocked by the man's change of moves. Shock.

Perhaps it's not that Fengjian Liuli doesn't know it, but that he doesn't want to. At this moment, he is completely following his instincts and letting the dragon blood's will override his own, like a madman or a beast!

And Minamoto was born in the Kashin Akechi-ryu and got the first "no permission". This school that emphasizes graceful movement is not just about beauty. Okada Izo, who is known as the "man-slayer", came from Kashin Akechi. Liu, in his time, the word "Yizang" was synonymous with terror.

Spider Cut's blade flipped while cutting, creating a weird arc that was different from any other sword technique.

The secret of the "reverse curl sword style" lies in the "curl". The spider cut seems to be wrapped with a piece of silk. Minamoto is wrapping the piece of silk around the blade in layers, and the movements of his wrist are agile and graceful. This is the opposite of the famous "curling blade flow". The curling blade flow is getting faster and faster, as if the silk is getting tighter and tighter, while the reverse curling blade flow seems to be getting more and more relaxed, but the power attached to the knife is doubled.

He was relying on technology to equal Kazama Ruri's brute strength, but it was very difficult to do so.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became. What on earth did Ritsuka Fujimaru do to be able to defeat two monsters of this level?

For the director of the executive bureau, having overly outstanding juniors is something that troubles him, but at the same time——

It also made him extremely at ease.

While the two resentful brothers were fighting each other, Ritsuka had already turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the general.

Although it seems that no one can send him away safely now, Fujimaru Ritsuka said - even if the opponent's tactics cannot be completely predicted, what needs to be done must still be done.

If you put it here, it means that Fujimaru Ritsuka is ready to kill this dead man right now!

She rushed towards the general, who injected a needle-like medicine into his body and quickly retreated.

It is an evolutionary medicine that can help the evil ghosts of the Fierce Ghosts to transcend the limits of biology and temporarily embrace the power called "ghost". But at this moment, both Li Xiang and Wang Jiang knew that it was of little significance.

For this puppet, dragon blood has long been in excess, and there are very few human genes left. It bites back the dragon genes, making it impossible for this body to become a pure-blood dragon, and it also causes the body to begin to collapse. At this time, adding dragons The blood only delayed time.

The arrival of Yuan Zhisheng was like adding a whole piece of pure sodium to a glass of water that was supposed to be calm. The silver bottle broke and the water burst out. There was no need for both sides to delay, and the winner was about to be decided!

At this time, Yuan Zhisheng and Fengjian Liuli drew their swords and retreated at the same time. Their bodies leaned back, and the glowing spider cut was placed across Yuan Zhisheng's chest. His fingers slowly passed over the blade and gently clasped the knife. tip.

It is both a release of force and a accumulation of force.

The two pairs of noble golden eyes looked at each other. In an instant, they were both convinced that the other's next strike would be with all their strength.

The stream of light stagnated in the darkness and dragged out a drop-shaped long and narrow shadow. Yuan Zhisheng stepped on the ground violently, and Kazama Liuli greeted him with a ferocious smile without hesitation. The blades of both sides were level in the air. The moment they were swung, Yuan Zhisheng knew The sound would be one step behind them, so he was prepared to have his ears ringing and his arms shaking.

However--

And in that extremely brief moment, the king suddenly turned around and faced the girl.

Does it intend to resist?

No, the general Wang didn't make any defensive stance against the girl's attack, and he didn't even think of fighting to the death. Uncovered murderous intent rushed towards him, but the general Wang unhurriedly pulled out the pair of wooden sticks from behind him.

This is a kind of musical instrument called bangban, which is composed of two solid hardwood sticks of different lengths. The wooden bangban in Wang Jiang's hand is very old, with a color ranging from burnt red to black. Even the surface of the bangban is filled with a little... Cracks show the traces of time.

Suddenly, Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes hardened.

At this moment, she realized that the king was not looking at her, but at the Genji brothers behind her!

The king's behavior was extremely sudden. Even without his control, Kazama Ruri was like an evil ghost. He completely lost his original reason and there was no need to control him. Even if he was forcibly controlled, he was already entangled by Yuan Zhisheng. Hard to escape.

The answer is self-evident.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared, as if angry thunder struck down from the sky and struck the earth with a deafening roar!

What he controls is Yuan Zhisheng!

Wangshou and Tachibana Masamune have the same roots, and they are one.

Then why does Wang Jiang only have the means to hypnotize Yuan Zhisheng, but not to control Yuan Zhisheng?

This is a simple thought trap because no one has ever seen Yuan Zhisheng being manipulated.

General Wang tried to bring Fujimaru Ritsuka into this game of thinking. He knew that he could not win against the girl, so he simply focused all his plans on the intelligence gap between the two sides.

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know the true past of Minamoto Chiaki and Minamoto Chime. She only knew that Minamoto Chiaki was picked up by Tachibana Masamune for training after he was a teenager. After that, after the girl's investigation, Minamoto Chiaki There is indeed no sign of being manipulated.

Then the inertia of thinking should naturally arise, and it is correct to think that Yuan Zhinu was brainwashed and controlled during the period when Yuan Zhisheng was chopped to the point of dying and was rescued by the king.

But the truth is so unexpected. Minamoto and Minamoto were restricted by Masamune Tachibana long before they grew into teenagers, probably from the moment they were born!

This is a sure-fire situation that the king has prepared for the girl.

In any case, at the critical moment, the wooden sticks were already hitting each other and the sound was crisp, high-pitched and solid, penetrating into the soul.

Bang.

Mu Bangzi's voice instantly echoed throughout the entire observatory like magic.

So the two people who were holding swords felt the hatred and fear deep in their souls almost at the same time.

While Yuan Zhi was stunned, he discovered that the force coming from his hand was different from what he had imagined. It was so slight.

"you?!--"

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes widened, and he found that Yuan Zhisheng did not explode with all his strength, or that he did explode and then returned his body speed to zero at the moment when the two sides were about to collide. The ghostly movements beyond the scope of physics were only in Yuan Zhisheng's. Saw it in one person.

He learned Fujimaru's techniques in this battle!

Yuan Zhisheng was shocked and angry, but he couldn't do the same thing. His perfectly connected bones were in pure keel mode. He was so powerful and heavy that it was difficult to stop the car, and the banging sound at that moment seemed to have planned everything. Yuan Zhisheng lost consciousness for only that moment, but it also resulted in him having to watch helplessly as he knocked Fengjian Liuli away.

The boy wore makeup that was close to that of a woman. Most of the makeup had already dissolved in the heavy rain and strong wind, but it still had a soul-stirring beauty. Deep in his eyes, there seemed to be golden mandala flowers spinning.

He was like a witch flying in mid-air, flying behind Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Only then did Yuan Zhisheng realize that the direction in which he and Kazama Ruri were attacking was in a straight line with Fujimaru Ritsuka. It is not difficult to guess that this was also actively promoted by Kazama Ruri. Not only did he suppress his brother with his combat power, but also with his tactics. Too!

Yuan Zhisheng opened his mouth and roared, but how could that voice be faster than that rare evil ghost?

The girl and the king faced each other face to face, but they could not avoid the evil ghost dancing in the white robe behind her.

(The second step of the plan——)

(Create a moment when the enemy thinks he can definitely kill me.)

The three figures overlapped. Yuan Zhisheng wanted to stop him but was powerless——

At that moment, the king smiled ferociously.

It was an uncontrollable smile, and the wrinkled facial muscles caused the Gongqing's mask to undulate and twist.

He's going to win.

The next moment, Kazama Liuli fell to the ground, and the tip of the knife passed through the enemy's flank, cutting through the flesh and blood while touching the spine. The wind passed through like lightning, and the long cherry-red knife wiped away the blood and then embedded straight into the ground, stabbing out. Network of cracks.

Kazama Ruri leaned over, her long black hair sliding down the side of her face, her hand tightly holding the handle of the knife, and the alchemical weapon coming out of her body seemed to be the spear of Longinus to nail the enemy to death.

He is going to win, Kazama Ruri said with emotion.

The general Wang looked down with a smile.

The smile gradually became stiff.

——The knife was inserted into his body.

The king slowly and mechanically looked away from his chest and looked at the girl.

No one could clearly see the face of the general Wang under the mask, but everyone heard the shock, confusion, astonishment, and stunned thoughts from the tone of his voice. However, the general Wang did not get angry immediately, but fell into a state of confusion. middle.

Tokyo Tower fell into deathly silence, with only the breathing of everyone and the slowly changing music a hundred meters above.

Finale, sad Adagio-Andante, 3/4 time, free three sections. The theme of this movement is extremely gloomy and gloomy, and the sad melody appears even more desolate under the background of the two horns.

The string instruments set the tone right from the start, screaming out the opening phrase. The bassoon solo serves as a transitional phrase, introducing a new phrase and atmosphere, beginning with a series of repeated notes played by the horns. It sounds like a last-ditch effort to break through the creeping sense of desolation. But this last effort also ended in exhaustion.

The movement is written with a gloomy and desperate tone, foreshadowing the tragic outcome. The melody is like a funeral song and ends in infinite silence.

The theme of the fourth movement is called death.

"You, can't you say 伱."

"You colluded with Yuan Zhisheng in advance, and you already knew that Yuan Zhisheng would also be controlled by the sound of bangzi, otherwise it would be impossible to arrange these in advance."

"How is it possible? No one knows about this except——"

Suddenly, the king's whole body seemed to be frozen in place, and his blank voice was gradually overwritten by a more direct and violent emotion. His voice also turned from low to high-pitched roar, almost heartbreaking, shouting, There was blood sputtering out of the throat.

"You plotted against me?!!!"

"Bondarev!!!!!!——"

"Create the moment when the enemy thinks he can definitely kill me." This psychological description is a three-level psychological description, that is, Fujimaru Ritsuka is also a king and Fujimaru Ritsuka. (What are you talking about)

Another explosive update, so diligent.

Why Fujimaru Ritsuka guessed Minamoto's story and was able to confuse Touma Ruri will be explained in the next chapter.