Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

clang!

Amidst the flying sparks, Emiya Shirou defeated Beowulf's attack again. Seeing the result of the stalemate between the two sides, Beowulf had a strange feeling, as if he was fighting himself.

"This guy not only copied my Noble Phantasm, but also my combat skills?"

Although he is a fighting maniac, because of this, Beowulf is extremely sensitive to combat matters, and he immediately thought of this possibility.

Uh-huh...

The silky and delicate sound of breaking through the air called back Beowulf's attention. The cold sword flashed and took advantage of the stalemate between the two to cut his throat.

Snapped!

Relying on his fighting intuition, Beowulf reflexively raised his hand to block Emiya Shirou's attacking hand. However, with the help of his palm, Emiya Shirou was able to break away from the confrontation between the two sides.

The ethereal sword light was as weak as a phantom, and it instantly changed direction and cut to the other side of Beowulf's body.

Is this guy getting faster?

Beowulf felt that his scalp was numb, and he was even a little unable to react for a while. Fortunately, the Akhara Hound itself had the characteristics of being able to attack perfectly, so he just waved the sword unconsciously and could block it purely by relying on instinct. opponent's attack.

After fighting for so long, Beowulf has discovered Shirou Emiya's problem. This guy doesn't look like a novice in fighting at all. It can even be said that his fighting experience is not what he should have at this age.

Precision, dodge, distance control, feints... these practical skills that require years of training to master can be displayed very easily in the hands of the little guy in front of him.

It took less than ten minutes to go from a complete novice to such proficiency, and during this period Beowulf watched Shirou Emiya's progress. It would be too outrageous to say that he was a genius. .

Moreover, the fighting style has also changed too much. Sometimes it becomes like him, and he even makes moves to exchange injuries for injuries. At other times, it becomes extremely precise and elegant, and it looks weird. A sense of dissonance.

As long as the little guy in front of him was still a normal human being, it would be impossible for him to achieve such a level.

So although the conclusion is outrageous, there is only one possibility... The opponent's projection magic can not only copy the Noble Phantasm, but also the combat skills of the owner of the projected Noble Phantasm.

Although Beowulf doesn't know much about magic, he knows very well that this is definitely not a normal projection magic.

"But... whose Noble Phantasm he copied belongs to? Such weird weapons are rare."

Beowulf glanced at the exaggeratedly slender Japanese long sword in Emiya Shirou's other hand, which was a bit strange. The long sword was a bit ridiculously long and could even be used as a pole.

It was also after the projection of the long sword that the battle situation between Beowulf and Emiya Shirou reversed, from being suppressed to being suppressed.

That knife was very strange. Although it was such a large weapon, the trajectory of the knife seemed unusually weird and light. It would always cut out in places Beowulf didn't expect.

After thinking about it, the two sides exchanged two more moves. Just like before, although Beowulf held "his" weapon, his body was still scratched by another long knife in Emiya Shirou's hand.

The accumulated injuries and pain completely exploded Beowulf's sanity, making his eyes red.

Holding the sword tightly with both hands, the muscles on his body expanded rapidly, and his entire body grew in size in an instant.

"drink!"

Along with the roar, huge magic power surged out of his body, and the seemingly decorative tattoos on his arms began to glow scarlet.

boom!

The ground beneath his feet trembled, and his figure disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, Beowulf's sword edge was already a few centimeters in front of Shirou Emiya's eyes.

Bah la...

Fortunately, Emiya Shirou blocked the blow with the help of the extreme characteristics of the Akahara Hound in his hand. However, with the harsh sound of metal friction, when he regained his balance, he found that the Akahara Hound in his left hand had turned into a Two halves.

"It seems that the quality of the Noble Phantasm projected by you is quite different from the original version."

Following the sound, Beowulf once again pounced in front of Shirou Emiya like a beast, raising the Akhara Hound in his hand and preparing to kill him.

At this critical moment, Emiya Shirou decisively abandoned the long sword in his left hand that had begun to turn into a spirit and disappeared, and instead held the long sword like a long pole with both hands.

The various combat skills passed down from the Noble Phantasm surged forward and were summarized in his mind in an instant. Then Emiya Shirou used the combat skills that the owner of this weapon had honed over time.

"Yan Hui!"

The bright sword light struck first and came to Beowulf's eyes before the Akhara Hound slashed him down. It was clearly a long sword, but after the dimension distortion, it showed the effect of three long swords attacking at the same time.

Ding!

puff! puff!

Beowulf waved the red hound in his hand and tried his best to block the knife closest to his head, but he could not dodge the remaining two swords and could only bear them with his own body.

In an instant, the bright sword light cut two huge scars on both sides of his waist and ribs.

However, Beowulf was also a man who had experienced many battles, and he immediately controlled his muscles to clamp the damaged blood vessel, slowing down the blood flow that was about to rush out.

"Ahem!"

After coughing twice, Emiya Shirou stood there and did not continue to attack. Instead, he gasped for air and his hands trembled slightly.

There were even some fine blood spots on the arms, which were subcutaneous congestion caused by capillary damage caused by too much force in a moment.

Emiya Shirou still underestimated the difficulty of Yan Hui's unique skill.

Strictly speaking, "Yan Hui" cannot be regarded as a real Noble Phantasm, because it does not require a specific weapon to be used. As long as the skills are up to standard, anyone can theoretically use it.

In other words, if Emiya Shirou's arm strength is stronger than the owner of this sword, the power of Yan Hui he uses may even be stronger than the original owner.

In a sense, this Noble Phantasm avoids the defect of projection magic that causes the power of the projection magic to decrease due to the decrease in the level of the projected Noble Phantasm.

Correspondingly, if you want to show the ability to jump in space purely by relying on skills, if Shirou Emiya uses it and his hand is not broken, it can be considered that his sub-server is physically strong enough.

However, the lack of physical fitness and skills still had a certain impact. According to the original effect of the Noble Phantasm, all three swords should have struck the opponent's vital points.

However, because Emiya Shirou's arm could not bear the load, there was a slight deviation in accuracy, so that except for the one on the head, the remaining two swords only seriously injured Beowulf instead of killing him.

"Hey! Good job, kid!"

Beowulf felt the severe pain coming from both sides of his body, and instead showed an excited smile on his face. His current condition is actually not very good. Injury to the waist and abdomen will affect the performance of core strength. For people like them who rely on their bodies For a strong person who eats, it can be regarded as the next most serious damage.

But Beowulf didn't care. He had suffered more serious injuries than this many times in battles during his lifetime, and the final result was that his opponents were killed by him.

Compared with the evil dragon's claws piercing his chest, such an injury could only arouse his fighting spirit at best.

Bang.

The Akhara Hound was thrown to the ground, and Beowulf clenched his fists again, which meant that he had truly regarded Emiya Shirou as his enemy, and it also meant that he would use all his strength to fight the opponent to the death. fighting.

For Emiya Shirou, who was fighting the opponent for the third time, of course he knew what this meant, but he had no intention of backing down.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Emiya Shirou released the projected long sword. For the next battle, this weapon was too "delicate".

He needs to project a more rough and violent weapon to fight the opponent.

Pieces of noble phantoms he had seen or never seen appeared in his mind. They were the memories of Shirou Emiya who lent him power besides him.

After quickly rejecting a large number of options, Emiya Shirou set his sights on a crudely styled weapon.

"It seems you are ready, so come on! This is the last battle between us!"

Beowulf laughed wildly, and his fists emitted a dazzling magical light.

"Projection...start!" Emiya Shirou ignored his opponent's provocation, but gathered his hands in front of him in a grasping gesture.

As the magic circuit opened, a sharp stinging sensation spread throughout his body, but with the memory of the battle between the two Emiya Shirou, he was able to perfectly control this pain.

Then... based on the data analyzed in his own memory, he can recreate the Noble Phantasm in his hand!

A large number of spirit seeds gathered in his hand, forming a giant weapon as tall as him. It was more like a stone pillar than a long knife or giant sword.

Just by looking at the huge size, one can tell that a strong man who can wield such a weapon is definitely incomparable.

Unmarked Ax Sword!

After Emiya Shirou's projection was completed, Beowulf had also released his Noble Phantasm.

"Grendel Buster!"

Shirou Emiya clenched the giant weapon in his hand, feeling the memory transmitted from the weapon, and released the Noble Phantasm.

"Nine Lives!"

Boom! ! !

The sound of the two colliding did not sound like a human battle, but more like a natural disaster such as a landslide.

The battle started in an instant and ended in the blink of an eye, and the battlefield between the two fell into an eerie silence.

"Good job, kid."

Beowulf was the first to move, but along with his movements, huge wounds burst out all over his body.

As the huge wound in his heart exploded, Beowulf also lost strength and fell to the ground.

In that instant, Emiya Shirou brandished a huge weapon and launched nine attacks. It was a nine-hit combo fired at a high speed as if all the attacks were superimposed.

The move involves quick attacks on the upper arms, collarbone, trachea, temples, diaphragm, ribs, lower body and thighs, and finally a blow through the heart.

"The beating was so enjoyable..."

Beowulf felt the loss of his life force without any panic. Instead, he showed a satisfied smile. He didn't say anything more, but just watched his body turn into spirit seeds and dissipate little by little.

"cough!"

Emiya Shirou suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees involuntarily. Not only the projected Noble Phantasm at his hand, but also the decorations on his body that represented the power he had been given began to dissipate.

There were two deep punch marks on his body, which were Beowulf's counterattack against him at that moment. It was only two punches, but almost all the ribs and sternum were broken.

As Beowulf in the epic beat the evil dragon to death with just his fists, the destructive power of his fists can be imagined.

If Jekyll's elixir hadn't been able to hide most of the injuries suffered by the other body while switching personalities, Emiya Shirou might have expired right now.

However, even if most of the injuries were hidden by the effect of the elixir, Shirou Emiya, who had returned to a human body, was not in very good condition. Blood was pouring out of his mouth, and it seemed that he had injured his internal organs.

"It seems that the winner has been decided over there. Aren't you going to help your friends?"

Amakusa Shirou Tokisada was somewhat embarrassed to avoid Red A's attack, but judging from the expression on his face, he was not affected by Beowulf's death at all.

"Tch! Spare your life first!"

Red A originally wanted to refute the other party and tell him that it didn't matter even if the guy died, but Tohsaka Rin's order had already been issued.

He knew very well that if he wanted to disobey, Tohsaka Rin would probably use the second command spell next moment. Instead of making everyone look ugly then, it was better to take action now.

Seeing Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, who relied on the grass and woods to disappear quickly, Red A looked a little unhappy, but still looked at Cu Chulainn who had not made any move next to him warily, and then grabbed Shirou Emiya's collar and led him away. got up.

Just as they were about to say something, Cu Chulainn and Red A simultaneously turned their gazes to the sky on the other side, where Zheng Shu's figure quickly approached from small to large.

Rumble…

Along with the continuous sonic booms and shock waves, Zheng Shu also came to the battlefield where several people were standing.

"Rider?!"

Seeing the unconscious Medusa held by Zheng Shu's hands, Matou Sakura screamed and rushed over.

At the same time, Tohsaka Rin and Illya finally calmed down after seeing the arrival of their highest combat power, ran out of their hiding place, came to Red A, and carefully inspected Emiya Shirou's injuries.

"This is... really incredible."

Cu Chulainn, who originally had a relaxed look on his face, put away his indifferent expression and turned serious after seeing Zheng Shu.

He felt an extremely terrifying sense of oppression from the other party's body. Even if he did not show hostility to him for the time being, he could feel his muscles trembling.

The last time he felt like this was when he encountered a giant wild boar as a child.

After carefully looking at Zheng Shu's appearance, as well as his height and strong muscles that exceeded the limits of ordinary people, Cu Chulainn suddenly recalled what his master had said.

"Are you Zheng Shu?"

"Huh? That's right."

Zheng Shu glanced at Cu Chulainn, a little confused as to how he recognized him. The two of them should not have met at this stage.

He came here mainly to capture the followers of Amakusa Shiro Tokisada. According to inference, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada should have adopted the same method as himself and sent different followers to sneak attack on the other two floating buildings. Empty fortress.

There was no need to look at the Glorious Composite Grand Temple. Even from such a distance, Zheng Shu could feel the rapid disappearance of the auras on both sides. Although one of the auras disappeared a bit abruptly, Karna's character should not have done anything like that. It's better to hide your own affairs.

So Zheng Shu came here very neatly, but unfortunately, it was still a step too late. Although he saw traces of the battle, it was obvious that the enemy had retreated early.

However, he was quite curious about what was going on with Cu Chulainn staying here. It seemed that he was in the same group as the floating castle above his head, but judging from his position and the looks of several people around him, it was obvious that He didn't get involved in the fight just now.

What is this? Sitting on a mountain and watching a tiger fight shouldn't be like this, right?

Zheng Shu was a little unsure of what the other party was thinking, but fortunately Matou Sakura understood his doubts. After checking Medusa's condition, she ran to his side and whispered what happened here.

"Interesting, would you like to show me a favor?"

"Yes, even though I don't know what my master is thinking, that's what she ordered."

Cu Chulainn was a little helpless, and then his face was stunned, as if he had received some order.

Zheng Shu could see that his face changed many times in an instant, and he should be communicating with the Master on the other side through "reading words".

After he finished the exchange, Cu Chulainn looked a little reluctant, but he had no choice but to look at Zheng Shu with a stinky face.

"Ahem! I just communicated with my master, and she said she wanted to see you."

"Meet me? Where and when."

"Now, here." Cu Chulainn glanced up, "And it's already down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Shu heard a cry of surprise from above.

"Zheng Shu..."

The voice sounded like that of a young woman. Zheng Shu looked up and was stunned. He saw a figure jumping directly from the floating city and quickly falling towards Zheng Shu's position.

Zheng Shu glanced at Cu Chulainn unconsciously, and there was an obvious message in his eyes: "Is your master a madman?"

"Obviously, yes!" Cu Chulainn's eyes responded.

Zheng Shu moved his position a few times and found that the figure falling from the sky was also constantly adjusting his body shape. It seemed that he was targeting him and falling.

After thinking for a moment, Zheng Shu decided to stop where he was and see what this guy was up to.