Genshin Impact, I, Aradaki Ichito, don’t want to be a funny guy!

Out of understanding of the difficulty Kamisato Ayaka has in improving herself, Aradaki Ichito plans to use only 30% of his strength to fight the enemy.

This was already quite high. Originally, he had planned to fight her with only 10% of his strength. After all, it was just a competition, not a life-and-death battle.

If I put all my strength into it, I would probably kick Kamisato Ayaka to death.

Therefore, he now held the knife with his weak left hand, and only activated the two abilities of [Killing Expert] and the newly acquired [Killing Body], which was already very merciful.

Aratake Ichito's mind moved slightly, and he instinctively threw a test at Kamisato Ayaka.

【Kamisato Ayaka】

【Condition: Good】

【Combat Strength Test: T4 (Level 2)】

[God's Eye Attribute: Ice]

This result surprised Aratake Ichito. He didn't expect that Kamisato Ayaka, who had never used weapons for years and was famous for her dancing and gentleness, was actually on the same level as Tokugawa Raiko and Kaedehara Manye in terms of strength.

It really is true that you can't judge a book by its cover.

Arotaki Ichito narrowed his eyes, looked at the two people behind Kamisato Ayaka, and silently gave them a test.

【Kamisato Ayato】

【Condition: Good】

【Combat Strength Test: T4 (Level 1)】

[God's Eye Attribute: Water]

……

Thomas

【Condition: Good】

【Combat Strength Test: T4 (Level 3)】

[God's Eye Attribute: Fire]

Arata Ichito sneered in his heart. It turned out that his cheap brother was hiding his abilities. His fighting ability had reached the peak of mortal skills. Even the current Tengu might not be able to beat him.

Inside the sword arena, the two men stood facing each other, the atmosphere was as heavy as a taut bowstring, as if the two would suddenly attack and kill in the next second, with their attacks aimed directly at each other's throats.

Kamisato Ayaka's mind became more and more focused. She stared at Aradaki Ichito closely, not missing any changes in the other party.

Finally, when Aratake Ichito's eyes wandered behind her, she moved.

The wooden clogs stomped heavily on the ground, and Kamisato Ayaka rushed forward, attacking at her like a shot arrow.

In less than a second, Kamisato Ayaka had crossed a distance of twenty meters and came close to Arotaki Ichito. At the same time, she put all her strength into the wooden sword in her hand and stabbed it straight into his throat.

quick! allow! ruthless!

A simple straight stab fully demonstrated Kamisato Ayaka's superb swordsmanship and fighting skills.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Arataki Ito came to his senses, and he casually swung the wooden sword to block it. Kamisato Ayaka's wooden sword could not move forward at all, and she was in a stalemate with Arataki Ito.

"Okay, okay, pretty good. The sword is fast enough. It's almost on par with the two guys I know. Miss Kamisato actually has such superb swordsmanship. I'm really impressed."

Arataki Ichito had an expression of admiration in his eyes, and he readily acknowledged Kamisato Ayaka's excellence.

Then, he angrily exerted force with his left hand, swung it hard, and threw Kamisato Ayaka back to her original position.

"However, if you still want to continue testing, forget it. It's better to go all out."

Arata Ichito stretched lazily and said boredly.

Kamisato Ayaka, who was thrown back to her original place, took three steps back before she could steady herself. Her hands holding the knife were trembling slightly, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

too strong!

After the test with the sword just now, Kamisato Ayaka calculated that her chances of winning were extremely slim.

One percent? No! Not even one percent!

I had just attacked with all my strength, without letting up on speed, skill, or strength at all. The only difference from a real fight was that I had a wooden sword in my hand instead of a real one.

But it makes the other party unable to even be serious!

Lazy look, relaxed body, light sword swing...

In this way, he would fly backwards twenty meters and return to his original position.

This could even be something that the opponent had calculated. If that were the case, then the opponent's skills and control over his body would be beyond his reach.

"Ms. Kamisato, if you don't attack, then it will be my turn."

Arata Ichito said lazily.

Kamisato Ayaka swallowed her saliva and said, "Please... Master Yidou, please teach me..."

call out!

Before he could finish his words, Aradaki Ichito instantly appeared in front of Kamisato Ayaka, with the wooden sword in his hand stabbing straight into her throat.

Same move, but completely different effects.

Kamisato Ayaka could barely see the trajectory of the wooden sword and tried her best to move her body to block the attack!

With a clear click, Kamisato Ayaka hit Aradaki Ichito's wooden sword from bottom to top, and at the same time her body bent to the left.

But a hint of mockery flashed in Aratake Ichito's eyes, and he shook his left wrist.

The wooden sword suddenly changed from stabbing to swinging, and the wooden sword that Kamisato Ayaka raised with all her strength was instantly knocked down a large section, and her right shoulder was also hit.

At the same time, Aragaki Ichito quickly retracted the wooden sword, and while Kamisato Ayaka's old strength had just gone and her new strength had not yet been generated, he suddenly stabbed at Kamisato Ayaka's left fan arm.

There was a slight sound of flesh cracking, and the wooden sword hit the target!

After two moves, two red marks of different shapes and locations suddenly appeared on both sides of the white shoulders of Kamisato Ayaka's kendo uniform.

Arataki Ichito took a step back and pointed the wooden sword at Kamisato Ayaka who was half-kneeling on the ground.

"Are you okay?"

Kamisato Ayaka stood up again, her silver-gray eyes flashing with stubbornness, holding the knife in both hands, she got into position and said solemnly, "Sir Ichito, I've said before, no need to show mercy, let me see a real strong man."

Arata Ichito scratched his head and sighed, "Although my words may sound a bit immature, but it's as you wish."

After he finished speaking, Arotaki Ichito rushed forward again in one step, and the wooden sword made a sharp sound as he swung it fiercely at Kamisato Ayaka.

Seeing this, Kamisato Ayaka held her breath and focused. There was nothing else in her eyes except the tall figure standing in front of her and the wooden sword coming towards her.

She had only one thought in her mind...

Stop him!

The situation on the sword field changed rapidly, and a wonderful offensive and defensive battle officially began.

Aradaki Ichito holds the sword in his left hand, with a strong desire to attack. He stabs, swings, and swings the wooden sword in various strange and bizarre ways, and can attack different parts of Kamisato Ayaka at almost the same time.

The intensive offensive was like a violent storm, forming an impenetrable firepower network. Kamisato Ayaka was beaten so badly that she couldn't even raise her head. She had clearly defended herself at the first moment, but there were still countless attacks hitting her body, and she had no time to defend herself at all!

But if you are unable to even defend and are struggling, how can you talk about counterattacking?

She——has been completely at a disadvantage!

Kamisato Ayaka was already sweating profusely at this time, and her bangs on her forehead were wet and stuck to her forehead, looking a little messy.

The body wrapped in the kendo uniform was covered with countless red marks, and the slight pain made her numb and itchy.

But her eyes remained calm, her breathing was not hurried, and she inhaled and exhaled air rhythmically.

Although his defense became more and more difficult, he never gave up, and there was no hesitation in the wooden sword in his hand.

At this moment, Kamisato Ayaka was like a small boat in the turbulent ocean. Even though it was raining heavily and the waves were beating, the boat was in danger again and again, as if the boat would be destroyed and everyone on board would die in the next second.

But she just wouldn't give up.

The light in her eyes seemed to tell everyone,

She will never admit defeat! She will never give up! She...will definitely win!

This has nothing to do with gender, self-esteem, status or anything else. It is purely the pure martial arts heart of a swordsman and... his unyielding absolute belief!

This strong belief even infected Kamisato Ayaka and Thomas who were outside the field.

Thomas stared blankly at the expressionless and serious look of the young lady in the field, and murmured in a low voice:

"Is it really possible to win?"