Curse: Red Blood Son

Under the fierce attack of the sword puppet, Maki's breathing became more and more rapid, and her heavy panting was particularly clear in this closed training room.

The beads of sweat on her forehead had wet the ends of her hair.

Her clothes were already completely soaked with sweat, tightly sticking to her body, and she looked miserable.

But her eyes were still as firm as iron, like a burning flame, and she had no intention of retreating.

The sword puppet's sword moves became more and more tricky and strange. Maki was careless and failed to dodge. A long bloody mark was instantly cut on her arm, and blood gushed out. The pain instantly flowed through her body like an electric current.

"Bang!"

With a dull loud noise, Maki was kicked hard in the abdomen by the sword puppet's sharp kick. Her body was like a kite with a broken string, hitting the hard wall heavily, and then sliding down weakly.

After Maki landed, she endured the severe pain and stood up as quickly as possible to prepare for the enemy, breathing heavily, as if the bellows were pulling rapidly.

In another fierce and suffocating confrontation, Maki's weapon was knocked away by the sword puppet, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground again, and her eyes went black.

At this time, the sword puppet suddenly stopped attacking and stood quietly in place, as if waiting for Maki to cheer up again.

Maki endured the severe pain all over her body, and stood up staggeringly with difficulty and stubbornness. There was a trace of clarity in her eyes besides the pain.

She secretly realized in her heart that she could no longer blindly use brute force to resist the attack of the sword puppet, but had to calm down and carefully observe the opponent's sword moves, otherwise she would never be able to defeat this powerful opponent.

Every swing of the sword, every angle of attack, Maki concentrated on trying to capture the rules in it.

She found that the sword puppet's sword moves seemed chaotic and clueless, but in fact they were full of mysteries, with fixed routines and rhythms.

Maki's eyes became more and more focused. She gradually understood some key points in her thrilling dodges again and again.

"What a profound swordsmanship. I wonder what school it is from."

"It's too unfair that even puppets can do swordsmanship."

Maki couldn't help but mutter to herself, feeling helpless and amazed.

As the battle continued, Maki began to be able to predict some of the sword puppet's attacks.

Although she couldn't completely dodge or successfully counterattack, she was no longer passively beaten without a clue like before.

Maki's understanding made her response in the battle gradually become calmer, but the sword puppet's attacks were still swift and deadly.

Maki dodged carefully, constantly analyzing the sword puppet's sword moves in her mind, and dared not slack off in the slightest.

Suddenly, the sword puppet's sword stabbed towards Maki's throat, so fast that people could not react.

At this critical moment, Maki relied on her understanding of the sword moves just now, and her body suddenly leaned back, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow by a hair's breadth.

A trace of joy suddenly surged in her heart, and she was more convinced that her judgment was correct.

However, before she had time to catch her breath, the sword puppet's sword swept across again.

Maki hurriedly retreated, but was still cut by the sharp sword wind. A deep wound on her shoulder, and the blood stained her clothes again.

Maki was too seriously injured to fight again, and her body was shaky.

"Really? I almost got beheaded."

Although she knew that the puppet might not answer her, Maki couldn't help but curse to vent her depression.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sword puppet unexpectedly put away the long sword, slowly walked over and squatted beside Maki, launched the reversal technique, and quickly healed Maki's injuries.

Then the sword puppet quietly returned to the center of the training room, as if waiting for Maki to take the initiative to launch a new challenge.

However, Maki did not intend to continue the next round of attack immediately.

She planned to analyze the sword puppet's moves carefully and strive to make some progress next time.

After all, Kamo Tree might not be watching somewhere. If she is still so embarrassed next time, I am afraid he will be disappointed.

In the training room where the panda is.

At this time, the panda only has a panda head left, which is placed alone on the ground.

The scene in the room is a bit strange. There are all kinds of dolls around, sitting or lying, with different postures.

In addition, there are a bunch of tools needed to make dolls scattered randomly.

Colorful balls of silk thread were entangled with each other, scissors of different sizes were shining coldly, and needles of various shapes were inserted into the pin cushion. It was even more chaotic than the studio of his father Yega Zhengdao.

Panda stared at another panda puppet sitting next to him, mending his body, and his thoughts gradually drifted back to the moment when he just entered the training house.At that time, he had just stepped into the house and had not had time to carefully look at the furnishings in the house, when the panda puppet pounced on him without any warning.

A fierce battle broke out instantly.

The panda puppet's movements were smooth and peculiar, and each move had a wonderful rhythm.

Its body seemed slow, but in fact it was hidden with mystery. Every move it made just right to resolve the panda's attack and counterattack.

The panda tried its best to break through the opponent's defense, but the panda puppet seemed to be able to see through his every intention.

It used the power of the panda to fight the power, and used softness to overcome hardness, cleverly directing the panda's power to other places, making the panda's attacks fall again and again.

After a while, the panda was completely at a disadvantage in this contest, and was suppressed by the panda puppet, with no power to fight back.

Faced with the powerful suppression of the panda puppet, the panda was unwilling to lose, and he decided to use his ultimate move.

He quickly switched the cursed skeleton core, and his brother and sister came on stage to fight one after another.

As soon as the elder brother appeared, he rushed towards the panda puppet with a fierce attack, his fists whistling, trying to break the deadlock.

However, the panda puppet just slightly turned sideways to avoid the elder brother's fierce attack, and then pushed with the force, and the elder brother was declared defeated.

Then the elder sister joined the battle, she was flexible and had many moves, trying to find the flaws of the panda puppet from the side.

But the panda puppet seemed to have seen through everything, easily blocking every attack of the elder sister, and taking advantage of the gap to counterattack.

In the end, under a round of strong attacks by the panda puppet, the panda's body was completely destroyed, and now only a lonely panda head was left on the ground.

After the panda puppet repaired the panda's body, it finally installed the panda head back.

The panda looked back and forth on himself and touched it again.

"Although it looks the same, it feels very different."

The panda carefully felt the subtle changes in this new body, frowned slightly, and thought about it.

The panda puppet slowly stood up at this moment and hooked his finger at the panda. The meaning was obvious: the next round of battle was about to begin.