One Thousand Two Hundred and Sixty-Three to Get It Yourself

Looking at the white girl who pointed the advanced-designed lightsaber at him, and didn't even know the origin, or even why it appeared in Pojun Academy, staring at him with emotionless eyes, Ikki completely understood up.

(She's serious!)

That's right.

The girl in front of me is serious.

As long as this girl regards herself as an enemy, she will definitely kill herself seriously, and she will never show any mercy.

If you don't deal with the enemy in front of you well, then dying on the spot will be your end.

Understanding this, Ikki couldn't help sweating with the hand holding the knife.

In the past, Ikki had faced all kinds of malice.

When he was in the family, due to his poor talent, Ikki was completely ignored by the tribe, treated as a non-existent person, and then isolated.

When I was in the academy, due to the collusion between the former chairman and the Kuroite family, they have always made things difficult for Ikki, so that not only did Ikki not have the opportunity to participate in the "Seven Stars Sword Festival" competition, but even the actual combat courses. Ikki wasted a year in vain because he couldn't get in, and he was sent to study abroad in the end.

Because of the title of , Ikki has suffered a lot of blank stares, contempt, and insults. From before to now, he has been enduring all kinds of malice.

However, like this moment, it was the first time to face the pure and incomparable killing intent.

The girl in front of her didn't underestimate Ikki, nor did she think highly of Ikki, she just regarded Ikki as an enemy, and planned to face her sword, and even kill him.

And her reason for doing so is simple.

"I am neither a teacher nor an enlightener, but a killer, destroyer, and invader."

As if Altera was telling her own essence, her voice remained unchanged from beginning to end.

"So, I don't know how to teach people, and I don't know what is worth learning from me, but if you want to pursue the power of fighting in me, then the only thing I can show you is my strength."

That's it.

As a destroyer of civilization, a ravager of the earth, an aggressor of the world, and a trampler of life, Attila didn't know how to teach others, let alone what he had to learn from others.

Therefore, asking Attila to teach Yihui swordsmanship is simply a matter of fantasy.

Not to mention, Attila didn't know much about swordsmanship either.

Her strength is all innate.

Her sword skills are all honed on the battlefield.

She only knows how to swing the sword efficiently, and let her sword kill her enemies.

As for how to teach others how to learn their own sword, it is impossible for Attila to know, let alone understand.

That being the case, Altila simply gave up the things that were not suitable for him, and only did what he was good at.

That is fighting.

From now on, Attila will show his fighting style, method and means in front of Ikki one by one, and let Ikki bear his own sword.

In this situation

"If my sword has the power you want, then you can get it yourself."

Attila declared so.

In other words, Attila will only show Ikki his fighting style, and what Ikki wants to learn, he can steal and steal from Attila during the battle.

This is not only what Attila is good at, but also what Ikki himself is good at.

Ikki said it himself, right?

"I have been a nuisance since I was a child. No one is willing to teach me any swordsmanship, so I have to watch others steal it."

As a result, because of this, Ikki has mastered the ability of without knowing it, and can see through most of the sword skills in about a minute, and create a higher level of sword skills in battle, making up for it. for all its flaws.

This shows how good Ikki is at stealing.

That being the case, now is the time for Ikki to fully display his housekeeping skills.

Attila has only one suggestion to give Ikki.

"Don't die."

After leaving such words, Attila suddenly stepped down, and his whole body was shot out like a cannonball, making the sword of the military god in his hand turn into countless rainbow lights, like a series of horse training, overwhelming Slashed towards Ikki's direction.

"!"

Ikki could only grit his teeth, raised the in his hand, and greeted Attila's merciless beheading.

Thus, a unilateral devastation unfolded here.

"Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish!"

Amidst the sharp piercing sound, countless iridescent slashes were like lightning flashing across the space while enveloping Ikki's direction.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

The sound of the collision of swords and swords resounded continuously, making the sound of clashing endlessly echoing.

Facing Attila's merciless slash, Ikki tried his best, while constantly backing away, while waving his unique spiritual outfit in the smallest range, as if bathed in a storm-like slash , barely bounced off all the incoming slashes.

However, Altila's slashing strikes are fast, swift, and irregular, all of them are struck from the most likely angle to slay the enemy, and they are also hard and soft, sometimes fierce and heavy like The heavy hammer, sometimes soft, flexible like a whip shadow, makes the three-color lightsaber continuously streak across the sky, turning into rainbow-colored horses, attacking from all directions.

Ikki has never encountered a sword that pays so much attention to efficiency, without any rules, and exists only for killing enemies.

therefore

"Pfft!"

At a certain moment, Ikki couldn't block one by one, and let his thighs be streaked by the three-color rainbow light, and his skin was instantly torn apart.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

As if a chain reaction had been triggered, the slashes pierced through Ikki's defense one after another, slashing across Ikki's arms, flanks, and even his cheeks, leaving wounds one after another, causing blood to splatter up.

Ikki could only resist desperately, not only swung the sword with the smallest range, but also sometimes used the blade body, sometimes the hilt, sometimes the jaw, and sometimes the tip, to block in various special ways. The skill of "Special Defense" was used to the limit, and only then did he defend the vital point and not be killed by a single sword.

Even so, Ikki was still scarred and covered in blood, and his appearance became extremely miserable.

"Brother!"

Seeing this scene, Shizuku finally couldn't help calling out her inherent spiritual outfit, ready to rush forward.

pity

"Just watch here, no one is allowed to approach the past."

Accompanied by such words, a figure appeared in front of Shizuku, blocking her way.

Besides Rozen, who else could it be?