Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

That voice made Yuko Busushima feel familiar.

"I'm really happy."

The next moment, it was as if the sky and the earth split!

The sword of heaven, falling straight down——

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Chapter 11: The end of the night and the end of the sun

How to accommodate thickness and sharpness, two incomparable qualities, in just one blow?

In order to become stronger, so strong that in the future, not only can he stand side by side with the person who disappeared, but also let that person rely on him without any burden in times of crisis. Seek the path of strength.

When she really started to walk on this road, Bujima Yuko realized that some of the things she was struggling with once seemed a little small compared to the world.

Violent tendencies?

Improper impulse?

All these things that troubled her when she was a student, when Bujima Yuko faced her inner voice for the first time, and frankly practiced her words and deeds that yearned to become stronger, all of them were like ice edges mixed in the mountains in early spring, pattering Lili went away from her soul and spirit.

It's not that it disappeared, it just existed in another form.

The determination to forge ahead.

Pure pursuit.

In fact, desire itself cannot one-sidedly summarize right and wrong, there is right and wrong, and it is the human heart that is floating in desire.

Of course... In the heart of Yizi, there was also such a thought.

Maybe, I didn't correct the abnormal part of my body and mind so easily... Maybe, every time I recalled that man, some kind of spirituality in that man's soul had long been subtly affecting her inside .

It's like the old wine that my father likes, the more aftertaste and precipitation, the more tempting and indulging fragrance it exudes.

People, in fact, always yearn for better things.

For Yuko Busushima, Zheng Yi at that time was such a beautiful thing.

Glittering, like the pebbles picked up from the creek for the first time when I was a child, the flesh and blood bears the sincere fantasy of childhood.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Du Dao Yuzi has never stopped looking for Zheng Yi's trace.

And in this years-long journey of pursuing strength while looking for Zheng Yi, there are only two people who have such a sharp blade in the memory of Du Dao.

The first one was the father whom he had justly surpassed not long ago.

the second--

The speed of thoughts couldn't keep up with the speed of the falling wooden knife, and there was no more thinking in the mind of Yuko Busushima, and the sword aura rushing towards her face was like the sky itself rolling down!

In the blink of an eye, for Yuko Busujima, there is no room for thinking about countermeasures, and there is no room for hesitation. The essence of no thought and no thought is deeply imprinted in her honed skills and body, and it blooms at this moment. Out of the due charming flowers.

Using Yi Shou's small knife from the left side, he tried to offset some space from the upright cut occupying the center line. It doesn't need much, just hope to get a gap two fingers wide.

At the same time, the ready-to-go sword is not to assist the small knife that seems to be alone, but stabs straight up from an oblique angle, like a wolf chasing a goshawk, jumping up on the cliff without thinking about it!

Yuko Busushima knew very well that if he focused on defense blindly, even if both swords deflected the sword together, his center of gravity and posture would definitely not be able to avoid the opponent's next sword.

What's more, how easy is it to deflect this sword in a real sense?

The only way to survive is to attack the enemy and save them, forcing the opponent to give up the sword, so as to seize the momentary opportunity.

As long as it can be done, it is enough to turn the situation around!

"Drink-"

"Boom!"

"when!"

The deafening breath and voice of Yuko Busushima.

The wooden sword shattered the turbulent sound of the earth.

as well as……

Zheng Yi silently turned his gaze downward slightly.

The sharp point of the black lacquered Taidao stuck straight at his throat.

If it could penetrate his skin, it would surely be able to accurately cut off the flesh and blood in his neck and even his spine, and even twist and stir it to create a gap where blood gushes like a fountain.

However, it can only stay on Zheng Yi's skin, and it hardly penetrates an inch. Even Zheng Yi's skin has no trace of depression.

If it wasn't for the superb skills of the sword, the sword might not even be able to stay in this position, and would only slide towards one of the two sides in the second after the hit.

It seems that from the result, it seems to be a counterattack of futile effort.

But no one could see Zheng Yi's gentle and comforting smile under the mask.

He was really happy.

"Do not move!"

The movements of the two came to a stalemate, Senuma and Gameng on the side naturally saw that the situation was not good, although it seemed that Yuko Busushima successfully countered that amazing blow, but not only failed to cause effective damage to the other party , From the point of view of physical condition, Busujima Yuko's breathing has become so violent that it is difficult to maintain stability by relying on breathing alone.

But the opponent has not had a trace of physical disorder so far.

Senuma even wondered if this alien creature belonged to the type that didn't need to breathe at all.

Although they knew that their guns might not be of much use, the two still wanted to help Busushima Yuko as much as possible.

Fortunately, this stalemate did not last long. In the encirclement, the nearest ACT-2 team arrived here first.

The sound of orderly footsteps, coupled with a group of capable men in uniform holding weapons and uniforms, this kind of formation clattering in the darkness to set up a line of fire is enough to scare the average person into place.

"You are surrounded! Put down your weapons! We can guarantee your safety!"

While directing a few people to keep an eye on the alien dog, and waiting for someone to come and pull it out, Senuma quickly entered the line of fire and yelled at Zheng Yi who was maintaining a confrontational posture.

Zheng Yi glanced at the formation over there, and then his eyes shifted.

The two people who were fighting for life and death just a second ago looked at each other.

"..."

Zheng Yi slowly lifted up Waiting Jungui, which had a third of it sunk into the ground, and the broken stones were scattered on the ground. This movement directly caused the fire formation over there to make a sound of opening the safety.

However, Zheng Yi didn't want to continue to attack, he just put Dai Jungui on his shoulder, gently moved away the sharp blade on the delay with his spare left hand, and stood up.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, this strangely dressed man started to look thinner under the moonlight.

It's like a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water.

Visually, it was a somewhat slow process, but when I came back to my senses, the oppressive figure was no longer in front of me.

Only Yuko Busushima stood there with double blades in hand, staring up at the moon in the sky.

"Alpine team!"

"No, no response, not transparency or something... No, it may be some kind of invisibility that cannot be detected by conventional instruments, but it does not rule out that the other party has the ability to teleport, at least, the instruments at hand cannot detect it at this stage. he!"

Immediately after Zheng Yi disappeared, I dreamed of opening the small instrument he had modified himself to detect, but the result was nothing.

Hearing this, Senuma's expression remained unchanged, while arranging for people to pull out the dog from the concrete floor, install the restraint device and send it to Geo base as soon as possible, while leading a team of elites to the Poison Island standing in place.

"Poison Island?"

"Mr. Senuma, I'm fine."

Busujima turned his face sideways, with a smile on his sweaty face, it seemed that there was no serious problem.

This made Senuma heave a sigh of relief. He was still very optimistic about this big girl, thinking that after he retired, the special search team would be entrusted to her to lead.

As for that smile, which seems to be more... well, sincere or, wanton?

This illusion is irrelevant.

"Did you see the opponent's face during the fight?"

Busujima shook his head.

"That's right...oh, right."

Only then did Senuma ask curiously, "How do you feel?"

What Senuma meant was naturally to ask how powerful Zheng Yi was when he faced Zheng Yi.

But hearing Senuma's words, Busushima Yuko turned her head away.

She looked at the moon in the sky again.

The moon is very full tonight.

"...It feels good, Senuma-san."

"what?"

Senuma scratched his head in a daze, he really didn't understand what he meant.

this is nothing.

Because of this sentence, maybe only Busujima Yuko herself... oh, and also, some guy who doesn't know where she is knows.

"Well, I really don't know much about the thinking of martial artists. In short, after you go back, write a detailed report to me and close the team now."

If you don't understand, you don't have to worry about it. The good work performance of Yuko Busujima over the past few years made Senuma not very concerned about her occasional emotional performance.

Rather, watching Yuko Busushima walk step by step to today's Senuma, in fact, I still hope that she can enjoy a happy life more like an ordinary girl.

It can be said to be somewhat contradictory.

To this, Busushima Yuko just smiled, with a relaxed expression.

"Okay, Senuma-san."

Saying so, Yuzi took one last look at the gradually fading full moon, and turned around with a smile.

At this time, the sky began to glow a little rosy like a fire.