Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 206: The Knight Does Not Die Unarmed

"What the hell happened!"

"Check the security system quickly!"

The trembling train, the panicked crew, and the conductor who was trying to stay calm and confirm the situation in a hurry.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru unfolded the [tent] to conceal the aura and prevent any passengers from noticing their situation.

"He's simply a madman. He used trains running in opposite directions to hide his [sound] and [smell]. This blind spot in thinking caused us to not react immediately." Xia Youjie covered his head with his hands, his face not looking good. "Of course, the cursed spirit won't react to other trains. That guy's assassination skills are ridiculous, right?! Assassins other than that old man should learn from him!"

"My Six Eyes couldn't detect the existence without cursed energy. That guy simply merged with the building."

Gojo Satoru's expression was not good either. "Although I went to FGO, this guy is also a strange one. Assassins should fight head-on! In any case, let's carry out the mission according to what Ritsuka said."

The two exchanged ideas quickly and calmly and quickly completed the understanding, analysis, judgment and implementation of the current situation.

Unlike the other two who were able to calm down, Tenriko couldn't calm down.

"Ritsuka! Ritsuka-san!——"

She spoke incoherently, and her once pretty face was now completely pale.

From Tenriko's perspective, it was just a blink of an eye, and for some reason half of her body suddenly became cold, and the person who was supposed to be sitting next to her disappeared along with the glass window on the side.

The loud noise of the explosion and the pain of Fushiguro Shinji's grip on his arm came to his senses later. He lowered his head and saw that his forearm was covered with bruises, forming hideous palm lines.

Just a little bit.

Just a little more and he would be pulled out of this train traveling at 300 kilometers per hour, and it would not even take half a second to kill him.

Fear, panic, and relief.

The feeling of 'death' once again overwhelmed Tenriko.

But after she came to her senses, she would still think of the person who disappeared in her place.

"Ritsuka he!——"

"calm down!"

Gojo Satoru scolded without mercy, hitting Riko's head with his knuckles and said impatiently.

"The opponent's assassination is unconventional. If it is aimed at me or Geto Suguru, we two can react. But if it is aimed at you who is sitting by the window, then only Fujimaru can take action. The reason why I suddenly said this." Gojo Satoru interrupted the emotional Tenriko and turned to say.

"What I want to say is that in close combat, in hand-to-hand combat, in unexpected situations—"

"Fujimaru Ritsuka is the strongest."
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Most people probably haven't taken a close look at the top of a train.

Because it is too high and has nothing to do with the passengers, no one would deliberately observe the top of the train. If they have that kind of time, they might as well pay attention to the DEN number of the train attendant's black stockings.

In fact, Fujimaru Ritsuka had just deeply felt the delicate structure of the top of the train.

It consists of a roof panel, steel frame, supporting structure, skylight, etc. The roof panel is the outer shell of the roof, used to protect the internal equipment of the vehicle and the safety of passengers; the steel frame and supporting structure serve as the skeleton of the roof, supporting the weight and load of the roof panel; the skylight is installed in the center of the roof, which plays the role of lighting, ventilation and emergency escape.

Well, the reason why I know this is because.
boom!
撞！
broken!
He pressed Fuguro Shirō and smashed through the roof of the train.

The moment Fushiguro Shinobu deployed his special-grade cursed tool, Ritsuka showed no mercy and attacked without giving the opponent time to change his sword.

The whip kick fell from the sky, and the black shadow was like a cone or a beak, just like a falcon swooping down from the sky, opening its bloody mouth and flashing its sharp claws towards the prey it intends to catch.

Fushiguro Shinobu did not dodge but grinned, drew his sword, and slashed forward angrily.

dialogue?

No need.

fighting.

need!
The light flow from the collision between the two people crushed the entire upper layer into a pitted state, and the iron sheet began to stretch, become narrower, thinner, and then - broke!
After a heart-sinking explosion, the two of them crashed into the carriage.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"what happens?!"

The people around were immediately frightened. The narrow width of the train allowed Fushiguro Shigeki and Fujimaru Ritsuka to touch the passengers just by reaching out.

In such a narrow situation, in such a confined space
The two hesitated for -

zero.

Fushiguro Shiori: What does the life and death of ordinary people have to do with me?

Ritsuka: Since it's a numbered carriage, we can hand it over to the high-ranking officer afterwards and use magic to make the people in this carriage forget their memories. However, we must be careful to protect them while fighting.

Different thinking, same destination.

The moment your feet touch the ground.

Fushiguro Shige's arms turned into afterimages, and he drew his bow with both hands at the same time.

It crashed into the ground with a loud bang. The red carpet, which was supposed to act as a buffer, flew around like pieces of thin cloth. The earth shook and blood surged. The war drum sounded dully in Fushiguro's chest. It was a murderous intent that surged like waves and raging like a raging tide! Pleasure!

The blood-red knife drew a scarlet crescent moon in the air, just like the moon crashing into a quiet lake. The arc of [Onikiri Yasutsuna]'s blade was piercing right into Ritsuka's crown. At the same time, the other hand twisted its body and exerted force, grasping the [Soul-Releasing Sword], and the arc of light in its hand leaped upward like a whale breaking through the sea, piercing right into Ritsuka's abdomen.

Attack and kill.

The first thing that comes out is the combination of two special-grade spell tools!
And Li Xiang's movements were just as quick.

With one hand, he pressed down the side of the Soul-Releasing Sword that was stabbing upwards at Fushiguro Shinobu, shifting its direction. He took the initiative to take half a step forward, and inserted his toes directly into the midpoint of the line connecting Shinobu's feet.

The sole of his foot stepped on the ground, leaving a huge crack. All the strength in his body flowed to his navel, then spread out and shot out to his shoulders like an arrow!

Damn it!
“What a quick reaction!”

Although he praised it, Fushiguro Shigeki let his emotions push him forward.

He jumped.

He lifted his feet off the ground and raised the blades in both hands simultaneously, swinging them toward his back.

Ribs, chest, waist, abdomen, imagine the body as a pair of scissors, kick at Ritsuka's rock-hard body, avoid Tieshan's strength and do a backflip. Snap.

At the moment of the backflip, even without using your eyes to capture it, Fushiguro Shige's feet just happened to perfectly step on the undamaged ceiling of the train.

The whole person turned upside down -

Exert force and explode!
In mid-air, the man turned into a deformed afterimage, threw a flying knife from his waist, and then swung out a chain with his other hand.

[Wanli Chain]: A cursed tool of unknown level. Its effect is that if the root of the chain cannot be observed, the chain can be extended infinitely. This cursed tool was used to tie Ritsuka up in mid-air.

The chain made a swish sound and passed through Ritsuka's side.

Chains, flying knives, Ritsuka dodged and avoided them all with the smallest possible effort.

Grab the side of the chain with one hand and shake your arm suddenly!
The chains surged like waves, and the energy that should have been wrapping around Ritsuka like a snake also dissipated.

The distance between the two people was only half a meter.

Even so - Ritsuka even had time to adjust his posture, facing the air with one palm, holding down the knee that was rushing towards him at super high speed, and then turning his head to avoid the elbow.

The steps retreated, forming a semicircle like the Tai Chi Bagua.

Click.

Press down with the side of your foot and point your toes upward.

The flying knife that was inserted into the ground was deflected by Ritsuka in an extremely agile manner, and then kicked out, and white light shot upward from the lower side that Fushiguro could hardly perceive.

Shen Er barely avoided the knife, but his eye corner was still cut.

But at the same time, Fushiguro Shige'er naturally raised his hand and grasped the brand new hilt of the sword.

The knife appeared like a ghost, appearing in a place where it should not exist - it was the blade that was thrown into the air by Shen Er just now, but it happened to be within reach of his hand.

Pull up.

Pull down.

A flash of knife!!

hum!
The sound was huge and magnificent, an arc of light cut through the sky, the spring thunder settled in an instant, and the red rain that moistened everything silently fell.

Ritsuka looked at the enemy's exquisite slash in surprise, but barely dodged it.

Both of them retreated at the same time.

How long has passed?
The answer is. One second?
do not know.

No one will keep track of this battle, because no one will be able to detect when it begins or ends.

The onlookers and passengers were still thinking about the panic of "the train ceiling exploding", and even most of them still had their eyes closed.

Their movements were—too fast.

What I noticed last was the sound.

It was only then that it let out a high-pitched whine, a dull one, from being roughly ravaged by human hands.

And those two dark shadows had already started fighting again.

The soles of his feet stepped on the ground, leaving a huge crack. The two swords danced like snakes, and the dense sword lights began to turn into a meat grinder and collided with the powerful enemy in front of him.

Knife, sword, dagger, chain
The special-grade spell tools are no longer special-grade, they are just tools in the hands of two men.

Grab the knife, dodge the knife, fight with the knife.

The teeth-grinding pounding sound never stopped.

The knife and both hands instantly disappeared from the range that the high-speed camera could observe, with a roar of the atmosphere, and the aftermath tore the surrounding iron sheets, handrails, carpets, and suitcases into pieces.

The sound of cutting through the air overlapped one after another, becoming increasingly louder.

It was like the roar of a mad dragon, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

So fast.

Really fast.

Fushiguro Shigeji felt all the heat in his body rushing into his head, arms, and between his hips.

It’s so hot, so hot, so fucking hot!!! ————

boom!
But, there is more to it than that.

Evenly matched?

maybe.

To others, maybe that's the case.

But in the eyes of Fushiguro Shigeki who was actually fighting, this was not the case at all.

Hot - because of the opponent's skills, the opponent's martial arts even surpass your own.

Pain - because Ritsuka's body was a match for his own even without the use of cursed energy, and after the addition of martial arts, his bones and muscles were constantly screaming and wailing.

Sour and numb.

[It's like an athlete suddenly breaks a world record]

When records are suddenly broken by a large margin, a massive wave of record-breaking events that "should not have existed" will occur.

Fushiguro Shijiro felt the movement.

The movement of my own physical growth, and——

【Heartbeat】

(End of this chapter)