Human accounts are forced to reach max level

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at the same time.

Somewhere in a village.

"Bang————"

With a crisp sound, as if it had struck something unreasonably hard, half of the extremely sharp knife rotated rapidly in mid-air, and finally plunged diagonally into the muddy ground.

This is an unexpected result.

Toki Toru Muichiro's dull mint green eyes widened slightly, seemingly in disbelief.

And the "evil ghost" who looked like a rabbit, standing in a pool of blood full of minced meat, was stunned because he was suddenly slashed for no reason.

It was Kirilenko who had just been teleported by Narume and thrown out of Infinite City.

After successfully escaping from prison, before he had time to embark on a journey to find new canvas shoes, he saw collapsed houses, unconscious old people, crying children, and...

The evil spirit slapped it in the face.

Kirilenko: "..."

Then in less than ten seconds, the evil ghosts surrounding it turned into minced meat on the ground.

However, after the anger was gone, it was in a daze for a while thinking about where to find a means of transportation. Then it was stabbed inexplicably by a strange guy who suddenly appeared.

It still hurts.

So, according to the idea of ​​​​fighting back when provoked, Kirilenko silently turned his head to look at the opponent and glared.

It's angry [○?｀Д??○].

Chapter 198: Prison Break Rabbit VS Tokitou Muichiro

"Boom--!"

Under the silent shadow, a loud noise suddenly appeared, waking up the sleeping residents in a certain village, but they all hid in their beds suspiciously and did not dare to go out to check.

And on that dim street, Muichiro Tokitoru, who was holding a broken sword, jumped back and forth quickly and nimbly, constantly avoiding the incredibly powerful fist of the red rabbit.

In just ten seconds, dozens of dents were made on the ground nearby by empty fists.

This situation also made Kirilenko, who had never hit the opponent, frown more tightly and become even more angry.

So, the next second.

Once again, it swung in the air and thrust its hands into the ground, then suddenly lifted up a huge rock that was five meters high.

Throw it upward.

This outrageous scene made Muichiro Tokitoru, who finally took the opportunity to distance himself, seem to be stunned for a moment with his dull eyes.

He subconsciously followed the giant rock that was thrown into the air and then began to fall freely, watching the moment it fell in front of the other party——

"Bang!!!"

Suddenly there was a roar in his ears.

There were hundreds of broken rocks, which came directly in front of him like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

The pupils are constricted and the hairs on the hair stand on end.

The strong sense of crisis and the astonishing speed of nerve reaction directly caused his body to move on its own, and he violently swung out the Nichirin Broken Sword in his hand.

""Breath of Kasumi, Three Forms, Spray of Kasumi"."

The mist-like sword light suddenly appeared and turned into a vortex-like circle, driving the air flow.

And the moment it came into contact with the gravel groups that were shot like bullets, it directly used the force of rotation to naturally sweep them away.

The blade of the sword trembled, and the tiger's mouth was slightly numb.

The crisis was resolved smoothly and perfectly.

But before Muichiro Tokitoru could breathe a sigh of relief, he discovered that the figure covered in blood and without a trace of human breath had successfully sneaked up in front of him, making the inhuman face clearly come into view.

Is this...a rabbit?

There was no time to think carefully during the battle, and the broken knife in his hand was thrust out like a ray of light.

"The type of one·the sky is far away".

next moment.

The sharp blade pierced the air, and the afterimage in front of him disappeared.

At the same time, there was a terrifying sense of crisis coming from behind.

Behind... there's no time to hide!

Muichiro Tokitoru, who instantly judged the situation of the battle, did not hesitate at all. He turned around violently, using the strength of his arm muscles and waist strength, and used all his strength to slash at the highest speed of his sword so far.

"Two Types: Eightfold Kasumi".

Broken gold and cracked rocks, eight powerful slashes in one second.

Then, he faced the indestructible iron fist that was swung out continuously.

"Click——"

A crisp, strange sound echoed in my ears.

That was the sound of the Nichirin Sword, which had only half of its blade left, cracking again.

The weapon is barely holding up.

Tokitoru Muichiro, whose tiger's mouth was already open and bleeding due to the huge force of the shock, stared straight ahead with his eyes wide open. He instantly judged this, and his handsome brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

Compared to other pillars, he is not good at maintaining knives. The frequency of weapons damage is also the highest among all pillars, and he needs to frequently go to the swordsmith village to replace them.

It would be okay if it was only damaged during training, but in an emergency situation like now during a battle, this becomes very fatal.

It must be decided quickly.

At this thought, the breathing method that had already become instinctive speeded up again.

He sucked in oxygen, expanded his lungs, used all the muscles in his body, and then swung his sword to perform a sword-shaped move that was capable of killing someone instantly.

""Breath of Xia·Shape of Wu·Sea of ​​Xia Yun"."

Putting his heels on the ground to stop his decline, Muichiro Tokidou resisted the opponent's overwhelming and frightening power, and began to actively attack without retreating.

A dense fog of sword light appeared and came like a wave, directly occupying Kirilenko's entire field of vision.

This also made the staring creature slightly stunned.

After all, such an exquisite move does not exist in its original world.

Although it still cannot bring enough sense of crisis to it, or even cause injury to it, but to be honest...

It really can't use the same fighting method as the opponent.

The last time it felt like this was the strange guy with short cherry-pink hair that he met when he was escaping from prison.

That guy's fists are not as strong as his own, his strength is not as strong as his own, and his speed is not as fast as his own. Except for his super-fast self-healing ability like Xiao Qiang, his physical fitness is not as good as his own in all aspects.

Logically speaking, such a thing can be knocked down with one punch.

But in fact, the other party was able to stand in a stalemate with him for a while, and even suppressed him for half a minute when they first met, before he was overwhelmingly crushed by it, which became even angrier.

Kirilenko couldn't understand why.

In other words, it has no concept of a certain aspect at all, that is -

Pure "skill".

But...it doesn't need to know.

"Bang bang bang bang -"

Tiny shards flew everywhere.

Tokitoru Muichiro kept slashing at full speed, and there seemed to be a trace of disbelief on Sanmu's fair and pretty face.

Because he could feel dozens of small gaps appearing on the blade in his hand in a short period of time.

hard.

So hard!

Is it really a body of flesh and blood that he chopped off at this time, rather than an iron statue forged from metal?

Muichiro Tokitou's heart was as calm as lake water and he couldn't help but have doubts.

But the next scene directly interrupted his dazed thinking.

"boom--!!!"

As a rabbit's foot wearing a black canvas shoe stamped on the ground.

The nearby street cracked and dented directly, and even affected the houses on both sides, causing the rubble to fall down, and then fell into pieces on the ground.

Didn't make any defensive gesture at all.

The glaring Kirilenko ignored the opponent's slashes and continued to swing his fist forward with all his strength.

In an instant, hundreds of fist shadows appeared, so dense that there was no leakage.

Without using any skills at all, Kirilenko relied on his foul-like inhuman physical fitness and sheer force and speed to completely freeze the dense fog composed of countless sword lights that enveloped him. It was blown away directly.

The move was forcibly interrupted.

The aftermath of the punch even knocked Muichiro Tokitoru off his feet, making him unsteady and three inches off the ground.

The focus of avoidance is gone.

Tokitoru Muichiro's pupils narrowed.

This scene happened so suddenly that there was no time to react.

The next moment, Iron Fist faced him.

"Bang——!!!"

With a loud noise, the night fell.

A figure holding a broken knife flew backwards at high speed on the silent street.

But at the end, when the figure was about to fall heavily to the cold ground, it twisted again, relying on its waist strength and sense of balance to stabilize its figure in mid-air, then landed firmly on the ground with both feet to relieve the force, and Two deep marks were made.

"Huh... the knife almost broke again."

Muichiro Tokitou adjusted his breathing with some chest tightness, ignoring the pain of cracking his finger bones, and at the same time glanced at his broken blade that was almost completely destroyed.

"What a troublesome guy."

As soon as he finished speaking, an iron fist followed and "crushed" his head.

Kirilenko: "...?"

This unexpected result made it stunned for a moment. What's the matter...wait, it doesn't feel right.

Looking at the afterimage slowly dispersing in front of him in confusion, Kirilenko tilted his head.

It missed again, and the way the opponent avoided this time was, for the first time, incomprehensible to it.

Unlike the afterimage left by its inhuman speed when it avoided the stabbing attack before, the principle seems to be somewhat different.

At this time, Kirilenko suddenly caught sight of the opponent's figure again out of the corner of his eye, and then without thinking, he kicked the ground and punched him.

Even the air was squeezed out.

But what was shattered was still just an afterimage, and the figure holding the knife was still far away.

After this situation repeated several times, Kirilenko became a little confused.

At this moment, everything he looked at seemed to be a little hazy, as if he was suddenly surrounded by clouds and mist.

It stood there and stopped chasing, with a dumb look on its face as if it was a little confused as to what was going on?

At the same time, a pleasant, ethereal voice seemed to echo in his ears.

""Breath of Kasumi·Shape of Qi·Hazy"."

Under the bright moonlight, her long and silky hair fluttered.