Collapse Iron Live Broadcast Connects All Worlds, Scares Wuzhan Away at the Beginning Chapter 138

「“I’ll let you have three moves.”」

「Jingliu’s voice was like a needle prick, making Yanqing feel a chill down his neck, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.」

「…His gaze slowly returned, but his pupils dilated in an instant.」

「That was…her sword?」

「Yanqing could tell that the sword was not forged from ordinary iron, but condensed from a piece of solid ice. The blade shimmered with a cold light, as if holding a sliver of moonlight in his hand.」

「“What are you waiting for?” The battle was about to break out, and seemingly impatient, Jingliu urged coldly from the side, “Draw your sword. Keeping a senior waiting is very impolite.”」

Weimiya Residence—

“Can solid ice be used as a sharp sword?” Weimiya Shirou wondered, in his impression, although ice could be very sharp and pointed, its hardness was ultimately inferior to iron, and it could easily break upon impact.

Even though Weimiya was only slightly initiated in swordsmanship, he knew that the quality of the sword was crucial to the swordsman himself. In a battle between experts, the weapon could not fail.

“If viewed by worldly standards, this is indeed a risky move.”

Sasaki Kojiro extended a finger and said leisurely, “But there is a premise—if a person can reach the realm of unity between man and sword, then this move is no longer risky. Because her realm is no longer confined to the sword itself, but grass, trees, bamboo, and stones can all be swords.”

“So, according to Mr. Kojiro’s meaning… Jingliu has already achieved unity between man and sword?”

“No…” Kojiro shook his head gently, “In my humble opinion, her realm is even above that.”

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned and cast puzzled glances at him.

“Although not many people have reached the realm of unity between man and sword, I was fortunate enough to see a few during the war-torn era hundreds of years ago.”

Sasaki Kojiro smiled slightly, “But since Jingliu appeared, I have discovered that the sword is not only a part of her body, but also the expansion and contraction of her movements, the inhalation and exhalation between walking and sitting. Her sword… is not bound by the body, but belongs to nature.”

“In short… her sword has long been united with heaven and earth.”

“Having reached this realm, every move and style is free from artificiality, all are natural expressions.” Kojiro looked at the white-haired woman holding the sword in one hand, and couldn’t help but sigh, “…This is also the realm that I have been trying to reach throughout my life.”

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「Yanqing launched his attack with his sword, and for a moment, six flying swords were like shooting stars crossing the field, instantly inflicting considerable damage on the Mara-Struck.」

「This strike had enough force, but unfortunately, it didn’t kill with one blow.」

「Jingliu’s harsh criticism soon rang in his ears: “Hesitating and looking back, the strength is weak. Where did your confidence just now go?”」

「Yanqing cursed inwardly, “Damn it.” Since his debut, he had rarely encountered such a master except for the General. Under the stimulation, the sword energy in his hand became even more.」

「“Again!”」

「Only a series of crisp “clang clang” sounds were heard, and several flying swords struck the armor on the Mara-Struck’s body, knocking on gold and shattering jade, the force was like a violent storm, and the sound of the sharp trembling of the sword blades echoed in the Artisanship Commission.」

「“…It’s my turn.”」

「As the sound faded, Yanqing heard a gust of wind in his ear.」

「There seemed to be the smell of blood in the wind.」

「When Yanqing came back to his senses, the Mara-Struck, who had just stood tall and burly, had already fallen to the ground, turning into countless ginkgo leaves and floating into the air. He didn’t even have time to make a sound before he forever lost the chance to speak.」

「“It should be like this, the sword goes out and never returns, killing with one blow.”」

「When she said the word “”, Jingliu emphasized it heavily, as if the killing intent was about to be suppressed.」

Demon Slayer World—

“This sword… doesn’t seem as fast as I thought?”

Shinazugawa Sanemi scratched his head in confusion. Compared to the battle between Jingliu and Jing Yuan… her speed today has slowed down a lot, as if she wants a certain young swordsman to see her movements clearly on purpose.

Compared to Yanqing’s storm-like offensive, Jingliu’s sword had no extra movements. And it was very quiet… so quiet that it was as if a snowflake fell on a plum branch, everything happened naturally, and even the death of the Mara-Struck was a harmonious part of it.

If killing is compared to a piece of music, then the piece she wrote has no noise at all, as smooth as water.

Thanks to Yanqing, the Pillars finally saw clearly her sword that had been tempered thousands of times and then simplified.

“Fortunately, Miss Jingliu has the intention of guiding Yanqing, otherwise we would still have no chance to see her sword clearly.”

Kanroji Mitsuri sat on the ground and said with some relief.

Iguro Obanai nodded: “Yes, I hope this ancestor will teach her grand-disciple two more moves so that we can also benefit from it, but I just heard her tone… it seems a little strange?”

「After destroying the Mara-Struck, Jingliu turned her back to Yanqing and slowly opened her mouth: “Only that sword just now is not enough to be utterly disappointed.”」

「Yanqing finally saw the gap between the two and lowered his eyes in disappointment: “…I lost.”」

「“The match is not over yet, because my last sword has not had time to be thrust out, and there are no more opponents on the field…”」

「The atmosphere suddenly solidified, and beads of sweat rolled down Yanqing’s forehead. His eyes were fixed on the white-haired woman in front of him, and the pressure was almost transformed into a tangible hand, firmly grasping him, and he couldn’t even breathe.」

「“Hehe… the sword is drawn without success, profaning the divine will of the Emperor Bow Star, which is extremely ominous.” Jingliu looked up at the sky, and her laughter seemed to carry a hint of madness.」

「Yanqing clenched the sword in his hand: “You…”」

「“With your strength, even if you see the blade, it’s just a dead end.” Jingliu said lightly, “Rather than dying in an instant, I’ll give you a more dignified choice—after witnessing my sword that has been tempered thousands of times, die as a swordsman.”」

「Having said that, the corners of Jingliu’s lips curled up slightly.」

「“Little brother, do you want to take my sword?”」

“Noooooo—!”

Darkness’s voice rang out in the tavern like a bomb, and the high-pitched sound almost detonated the eardrums of a group of adventurers. The tragic howl was like the imminent pain of losing her husband.

“Jingliu, he is your grand-disciple, woo woo woo! Shouldn’t talented juniors be well taken care of?”

“Yanqing is so cute, how can you do it!”

“Didn’t you say that there is affection for grandchildren? Why did you cut Jing Yuan and then cut Yanqing? General Jing Yuan, save him! Woo woo woo…”

“Hey, hey, is that how you use affection for grandchildren? If you don’t know how to use it, don’t use it!” Kazuma complained helplessly. He looked around the tavern and quietly leaned to the blonde girl’s side, “Hey Darkness, can you keep your voice down a little? There are so many people looking at us…”

“Let them look.” Darkness wiped away her tears. Although she was crying so hard that she couldn’t speak clearly, she still didn’t forget to make a desperate request:

“Jingliu, please don’t cut Yanqing, cut me instead!!”

Kazuma: “???”

So this is your real purpose?!

The super beautiful onee-san with white hair and red eyes personally takes action, doesn’t that make you, a perverted masochist, feel good?!