Save the Heavens from the Return of the Spell

"Enlightenment!"

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The hidden benefits of the system really helped a lot.

Chen Yan was very happy.

He also didn't want to be questioned by the moth Zhengdao why he came to the high school of conjuration. He couldn't tell the truth, and lying was too brain-intensive, so it would be more refreshing to have a real fight!

"Come on then!"

A flowing blade like fire appeared in Chen Yan's hands.

At the same time, the puppets clustered around Noctua Zhengdao seemed to be alive, and slowly approached Chen Yan with various postures, surrounding Chen Yan in the middle.

"I am a conjurer, and these are my curse skeletons." Ye Mozheng said, pointing to the puppets surrounding Chen Yan, "Attack them with all your strength, let me see your level, Chen Yan Classmate! If you fall into the prestige of Mr. Chen, I will not forgive you!"

As soon as the words were finished, an afterimage of the colorful puppet flashed in the air and rushed towards Chen Yan!

Chen Yan squatted down slightly, his thighs arched, and a huge explosive force surged out. Chen Yan flashed aside in an instant, leaving only an afterimage.

The curse skeletons flew into the air, collided with each other in the air, collided with all kinds of meat and eight elements, and scattered to the ground. Mosquito-repellent incense eyes appeared on the eyes of some curse skeletons, and they turned slowly.

"Not very strong."

Chen Yan muttered, he didn't release the Zanpakuto either.

In Li Jing's template, in addition to the rule-based strong control skill that 100% is caught empty-handed, there is also a passive skill that is proficient in swordsmanship.

This skill is more useful than 100% being caught empty-handed, especially when paired with Flowing Blade.

Before Zanpakuto was unlocked, Chen Yan used this passive skill to exorcise 999 cursed evil spirits.

Moreover, the character templates of Li Jing and Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto are only valid in this world, and it is unknown what template will be drawn in the next world.

So Chen Yan pays more attention to his own development. After all, it doesn't matter whether he is fluent or [-]% being caught empty-handed is a foreign thing.

I just took this opportunity to strengthen this passive skill into my own body memory.

While Chen Yan was thinking about it, the curse skeletons had already recovered.

Their heads came together, as if they were discussing countermeasures.

Soon, after reaching an agreement, the dozen or so cursed bones were divided into six waves, rushing towards Chen Yan's head and limbs.

It seemed that he wanted to control Chen Yan.

A curse skeleton threw itself at Chen Yan's leg, but was kicked away by Chen Yan. Behind it was another curse skeleton, which immediately hugged Chen Yan's right leg.

The curse skeleton grinned, as if it was very happy, but before it could finish its joy, Chen Yan knocked the curse skeleton down with the back of the knife.

The remaining four waves of curse bones that attacked Chen Yan's other limbs were also knocked back by Chen Yan with the back of a knife like a baseball.

But in the blind spot behind Chen Yan, there were three curse skeletons looking at each other and attacking Chen Yan quietly!

Seeing that they were about to jump on Chen Yan's neck, the curse showed a determined smile.

However, Chen Yan turned around suddenly, with an iron bridge, he avoided the attack of a cursed skeleton on his neck.

Then, Chen Yan straightened up abruptly, kicked the remaining two out one by one!

"It's amazing, classmate Chen Yan. Next, I'm going to be serious, and you have to do your best." Ye Mozheng put down the sweater needles, clapped his hands and laughed, hiding his undisguised appreciation for Chen Yan in his dark glasses.

Chapter 7 Before being beheaded, kill the opponent first!

"Student Chen Yan should know that curses are formed by negative emotions of human beings, and when I was traveling around Japan, I accidentally discovered some special super-hypothetical curse spirits, which were born out of people's fear of losing their lives , Chen Yan, are you ready?"

Chen Yan didn't say a word, he held the blade like fire tightly, pulled a saber flower, put the saber back into the sheath, held the scabbard tightly with his left hand, pushed the saber out of the sheath, and held the hilt tightly with his right hand, with his right leg in front and left leg behind , slightly arched, his muscles tensed, like a vicious tiger about to explode!

He looked directly at Noctua Moth, and the eagerness in his eyes could not be concealed.

The night moths clapped their hands in the right way, and the curse skeletons looked at each other, scattered away like big civet cats, and hid in the shadow of the red pillars.

After that, behind the red pillar closest to Chen Yan, a gray-black shadow slowly walked out, like a human figure made of black fog.

The shadow of the human figure is about 1.7 meters, a head shorter than Chen Yan, but not inferior to Chen Yan in imposing manner.

Although the shadow's face could not be seen clearly, the black haori transformed from the thick fog revealed his identity, which was a samurai.

The shadow warrior bowed to Chen Yan, slowly pulled out the black fog blade from his waist, and faced Chen Yan, his body collapsed straight.

"Even if a man falls in a ditch, his body must move forward." Noctua Masamichi said slowly, "Student Chen Yan should know the origin of this sentence. That's right, standing in front of you is Sakamoto Ryoma! A man of lofty ideals in the era of the Meiji Restoration ! And his teacher is the founder of Beichen Yidao Style, Chiba Shuzuo! So, don't lose! Classmate Chen Yan!"

"Is Beichen one-shot?"

Chen Yan muttered softly.

The shadow named Sakamoto Ryoma on the opposite side brought him great pressure, and with just one movement, Chen Yan's hairs were already standing on end.

If Sakamoto Ryoma is rated according to the rating of the curse, it is definitely above the super class!

And it is also the best batch among the special grades!

The origin of Japanese swordsmanship is well-documented. The oldest school is called Nakajo Isto-ryu, and Hokuto-ichi-ryu originated from Nakajo Isto-ryu!

One-shot style, as the name suggests, the core is one-hit kill!

On the battlefield, beheading or being beheaded is decided in an instant, so the first blow is usually the last blow.Under this kind of thinking, the swordsmen must be able to concentrate quickly and accurately release a knowing blow to the opponent!

Even, "Before you are beheaded, kill your opponent first!" This sentence has become the motto of the Yidao style for 300 years.

The Hokushin One Sword Style is the best among them. Up to now, it is still one of the top ten schools in Japan, and its combat effectiveness can be imagined.

The Juhe used by Chen Yan, although not authentic, will naturally become the most suitable move for Chen Yan with the addition of Li Jing's 100% swordsmanship proficiency.

And Juhe's mystery is also a one-hit kill!

The two happen to be at the tip of the needle, and they meet each other!

Chen Yan remained motionless, staring at Sakamoto Ryoma intently.

Sakamoto Ryoma remained motionless like a terracotta warrior. Half an hour later, the sword in his hand was still firmly facing Chen Yan, his body was impeccable!

Even though so much time had passed, Gojo Satoru and Yamo Zhengdou were still not bored, and instead stared seriously at the two opposing people in the field.

The characteristic of the one-knife style is that one hit kills!

The victory or defeat may be in the blink of an eye!

Chen Yan still couldn't find the flaw of Sakamoto Ryoma, and the long confrontation made Chen Yan in a state of mental tension.

His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and a drop of sweat slowly slid down his forehead, hanging on Chen Yan's eyelashes, precariously.

But Chen Yan didn't dare to wipe it.

Suddenly, a breeze blew into the dojo from the window, and the sweat that should have fallen to the ground slipped into Chen Yan's eyes along Chen Yan's eyelashes due to the direction of the wind!

Chen Yan couldn't help blinking as a pungent smell like mustard squeezed into his eyes came.

Ryoma Sakamoto is moving!

Before Chen Yan opened his eyes, he felt a throbbing that hit his heart directly, and goose bumps appeared on his body!

I saw Sakamoto Ryoma as if he had drawn a frame, the last frame was still standing in place, and the next frame flashed above Chen Yan, and the pitch-black sword was raised high above his head, about to slash at Chen Yan's neck!

Chen Yan's hair stood on end, he had a premonition that if he couldn't stop this knife, he would die!

But because Sakamoto Ryoma's speed was too fast, Chen Yan couldn't see Sakamoto Ryoma's sword at all.

Chen Yan's heart was hardened, since he couldn't see clearly, he stopped watching!

He closed his eyes and felt the things in front of him with his heart. At the moment of life and death, Chen Yan entered a wonderful state, and everything around him slowed down.

The sun shone on the ground, and there were golden dust flying in the beam of light. Noctua Masamori stood up slowly and stretched out his hand, as if to stop Ryoma Sakamoto. A black sword slowly descending from the head.

All of this must be evident in Chen Yan's heart.

For some reason, even though Sakamoto Ryoma's sword was about to strike his own neck, Chen Yan's heart remained calm and he did not panic at all.

He felt like he was watching a movie, and he was a bystander, in another world.

Chen Yan's heart was extremely calm. With a little force on his left thumb, he lifted the sword, and exerted force on his right hand. His muscles bulged, and he gripped the handle tightly. A clear light of the knife shot out of the scabbard like a waterfall!

"Chong!"

The flowing blade is like a fire and the fire comes first, blocking Sakamoto Ryoma's black sword!

With a loud noise, two swords, one black and one white, one horizontal and one vertical, collided together!

Chen Yan and Sakamoto Ryoma faced each other face to face!

One is as calm as a Buddha with closed eyes, and the other is pitch black with an expressionless face like a sculpture.

Chen Yan didn't open his eyes. He is in a strange state now. All the information around him is frantically pouring into his mind, but his brain is still processing it in an orderly manner!

Now it is not Chen Yan who is directing the body, but the body's instinct is holding the sword to fight against Sakamoto Ryoma!

Chen Yan's eyelids moved, Sakamoto Ryoma immediately seized this opportunity, and the jet-black blade slashed towards Chen Yan's hands along the flowing blade!

If Chen Yan didn't let go, he could chop off Chen Yan's fingers, and if Chen Yan let go, he could also reverse the blade and slash across Chen Yan's neck.

This is an extremely dangerous sword technique!

As expected, Chen Yan let go, and Ryoma Sakamoto lifted the blade into the air!

Sakamoto Ryoma's sword remained undiminished, just when he turned his wrist and slashed at Chen Yan's neck with an upward slash.

Chen Yan's face was calm, his left hand clenched into a fist, his veins were exposed, and he punched Sakamoto Ryoma's temple, knocking him to the ground!

At the same time, the flying blade fell from the sky like a fire, and plunged straight into the wooden floor of the dojo, trembling endlessly.

Ye Mozhengdao and Gojo Satoru looked at each other, both of them didn't know what to say.

Ye Mozheng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and exclaimed: "As expected of Mr. Chen's grandson, this ability to adapt to changing circumstances is truly unparalleled!"

"However, the duel between swordsmen is really too dangerous, why not..."

Before Ye Mo Zhengdao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gojo Satoru.

Wujo Wu said with a serious face: "I can't stop, principal, haven't you noticed? Chen Yan is having an epiphany!"

Ye Mozheng was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and looked at Chen Yan in disbelief, only to realize that Chen Yan's eyes were closed!

Noctuid opened his mouth rightly, and swallowed the words he wanted to stop the test.