This evil god is wrong

Her senior brother is 22 years old and has been learning kendo since he was 8 years old. He has practiced Fengzhanliu Outer School Swordsmanship for 3 years and True Swordsmanship for 11 years.

I have to say that the senior brother is very good and strong, but compared with his devilish father, he is still a little less interesting.

So she's a little bit more confident...

But after the kendo Jigu ended, her confidence that had just risen was gone.

The senior brother only defended but not attacked the whole time, relying on the impenetrable defensive posture abruptly consumed [-]% of her physical strength.

It wasn't until her father scolded the senior brother for holding back that the senior brother just defeated her with a sword.　

The huge gap and yet another fiasco made her sword skills gradually tinged with confusion.

The father may have noticed this, and tacitly allowed the senior brother to take her to the dojo of Feng Zhanliu.

There, the turning point in the life of "Saeko" came...

"Xiezi, do you want to compete with your peers?" the smiling senior brother asked.

"...Okay." Looking at the group of peers in front of him, an imperceptible strangeness flashed in Yihua's eyes.

After a while, the senior brother gathered all the disciples who were practicing kendo in the center of the dojo.

"This is Feng Zhan Saeko, the only daughter of Feng Zhan Jianhao, and the successor of Feng Zhan Liu's swordsmanship. She came here today to see how you brothers are doing."

"You don't want to lose face in front of a little girl."

"Now, who among the 10-16-year-old disciples wants to challenge Saeko?"

Standing in front of all the disciples, the senior brother filled her with hatred in a meaningful and eccentric tone from the very beginning.

Immediately, challengers emerged.

Seeing the upstarts one after another, Yihua rejected the introduction of his senior brother, and casually ordered a young man who looked very strong to challenge.

The kendo Jigu began, the boy put on a thick kendo armor, and walked three meters in front of her with a wooden sword in his hand.

"Where's your armor?" The boy asked suspiciously.

"I don't need armor." Yihua held the wooden sword upside down, observing the opponent's posture with a cold expression.

The foundation is very good, the standard middle structure, can attack and defend, but lacks some vigor.

"You..." Seeing "Saeko" carelessly, the boy was a little sullen, and his hands holding the wooden sword became more and more forceful.

"Are you ready?" Brother asked with a smile.

The boy wanted to mention the issue of "Saeko"'s armor, but in the end he gave up silently, holding his wooden sword tightly and preparing to meet the enemy.

The senior brother looked around, and after confirming that there was no problem, he waved his hands with a deeper smile and said, "Jigu begins!"

"clatter---"

At the moment of the opening, the boy was already "dead".

Yihua's wooden sword stabbed straight at the boy's throat without him noticing.

"Yuck~"

The boy fell to his knees immediately, clutching his throat and regurgitating in pain.

"Sato, are you okay!"

The boy's companion rushed up, took off his helmet, and asked anxiously.

"Cough~~cough~~"

The boy clutched his throat, coughing in pain, accompanied by retching from time to time.

"Sato! Water, give me water." Seeing this, his companion quickly brought water.

At the same time, the other disciples who had just reacted hurriedly surrounded the young man to ask his health.

In addition, some disciples who did not step forward stared at "Saeko" with fear and anger in their eyes.

Yihua looked at the young man with a painful expression, and felt the malice around him.

The hand holding the wooden sword trembled uncontrollably, and an unreasonable excitement quietly rose from the bottom of her heart.

Was it such a joy to win?

At this moment, Yihua thought so.

Afterwards, she clenched the wooden sword tightly, pretending to be cold and arrogant: "Who else wants to challenge?"

"I!"

Young people are full of vigor, how can they resist a little loli riding on their heads arrogantly?

So as soon as Yihua finished speaking, another young man stood up.

But the gap in strength was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, and it was another sharp sword piercing the throat. Before the boy had time to react, he fell down and went to the old path of the previous boy.

"Your swords are too slow."

"Who else?"

"That's it? One sword is enough."

"Who wants to come up to test the sword?"

"weak!"

The challenges continued one after another, and at first every flower was defeated by a single sword.

Gradually, she seemed a little powerless, and had to wrestle with everyone with more than a dozen moves.

The teenagers seemed to see the hope of "Saeko"'s defeat, and took turns to challenge one after another.

But the truth of things is often different from what young people see...

If you observe carefully, you can find that the point where Yihua's sword landed has changed. At first, it was the throat, heart, eyebrows and other fatal parts.

As the challenge progressed, the sword's landing point changed to relatively less lethal parts such as the waist and abdomen, arms, wrists, chest, and thighs.

The sweaty Yihua didn't know when she put on a sadistic smile, the upper corner of her mouth was filled with a twisted feeling that couldn't go away, and the pupils that were trembling with excitement even overflowed with a trembling red light.

She found out!The joy of victory is nothing more than mediocre!

What she really wanted to see was the painful expressions of those people. The look of them lying on the ground and moaning in pain is really unbearable!

This reminded her of herself. Once upon a time, she also looked so miserable under her father's sword.

Now, it's finally her turn to make others look like this!

But it's not enough!Not enough!

Just a pained expression!Just a minor injury!It's impossible to make her body boil at all!

Blood!

correct!The color of blood must be beautiful!

The moment when the dark red blood soaks the earth must be extremely gorgeous!

With a twisted uppercut at the corner of Yihua's mouth, the wooden sword waving in his hand accelerated again, causing a scream in the air, and slashed at the opponent's lower thigh without armor protection with the sharpness of a real knife.

"Snapped---"

The crisp sound of intertwining wooden swords sounded, and her wooden sword did not complete the goal, but was stopped by the horizontal wooden sword halfway.

She followed the wooden sword and looked sideways with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Junior Sister Saeko, come here today, you have already proved your strength."

The senior brother took back the wooden sword with a smile.

Saeko was stunned for a moment before recovering from that strange state.

She put away the wooden sword, stood aside, and watched the senior brother organize the disciples to retreat.

It wasn't until the last disciple left that Yihua saw his father who had come to the dojo at some time.

"..."

Looking at her father with a stern face, Yihua's body froze, as if a basin of cold water was pouring over her head, which instantly woke her up.

Standing where she was, avoiding her father's sight, she lowered her head to prepare for the coming trial.

How could the father not punish her carefully raised daughter who showed such an "ugly" side?

She couldn't guess what the punishment would be, so she could only silently wait for the final result.

"Saeko, you're doing great."

But the result was beyond her expectation. When her father's shadow was projected in front of her, she looked at her father blankly.

Could it be that father came late and didn't see her "ugly" performance?

Otherwise, how could there be such praise.

"Junior Sister Xiezi, Master has seen your heroic appearance from the very beginning. To see you defeating many disciples, Master must be very happy."

The brother's words broke Saeko's guess.

She froze in place, staring blankly at her toes.

Did my father see everything from beginning to end?That means that her father witnessed the birth of her "ugly" side, but he didn't reprimand her even the slightest...

It turns out that what she did was approved by her father and was correct...

At this moment, a new seed sprouted in Yihua's heart...

......

As time passed, the buds in "Saeko"'s heart stopped growing under the education of the school teachers.

She understands her own "evil", but she can't give up.

Finally, amidst the contradictions, she still embarked on the path of the script.

One night in the middle of the country, she deliberately lured the pervert to attack her, and then cut off the opponent's shoulder blade and leg bone with the wooden sword she carried with her.

That was the first time she heard the sound of bones breaking, and it was really a wonderful musical note.

......

Time moves steadily forward.

"Saeko", who entered high school, easily won the national kendo competition in the second grade.

It was a boring game, and the opponent was so weak that she couldn't cheer up.

Moreover, in order to maintain the reputation of the Kaze Zhan family and her own image of Yamato Nadeko, she must not attack too hard, the restrained competition is really extremely boring.

......

In the third year of high school, Yihua clearly knew that the "day of destiny" was coming.

She persuaded her father and mother to go abroad in advance, while she herself stayed to experience the baptism of "fate".

"Script" is finally about to open...

......

In Fujimi Gakuen, Yihua, carrying a wooden sword, stands on the rooftop water tower, looking at the city that is gradually falling into chaos.

Zombies appear...

She witnessed the zombies outside the school gate biting a faculty member through the fence.

Everything that followed was no different from the development of ordinary zombie dramas. She witnessed with her own eyes that Tengmei Academy fell into the arms of zombies.

Seeing a familiar classmate turn into a walking dead, Yihua's emotions are a bit complicated.

There is no doubt about the sadness, after all, it is a classmate who has known her for a while, and even a school girl who adored and called her "Sister Feng Zhan" not long ago.

But more excited, seeing the scene of blood and flesh splattering, the tender bud in her heart seemed to be watered, and began to grow wildly and unscrupulously.

She couldn't help herself and pulled out the wooden sword, turned around and entered the teaching building, creating a hell Ukiyo-e composed of flesh and blood.

In the apocalypse, violence finally no longer needs to be concealed...

......

Everything that followed developed like a "script", but she who already knew the "script" eventually caused some moderate variables.

After all, she cannot be expected to fall in love with the so-called "male lead" and do something for him.