Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

Originally only 1.65 meters tall, Roya became 1.8 meters tall, growing a head taller. Roya moved his body slightly, and his bones cracked and popped. At this moment, Roya's muscles were as solid as Kyrie Irvine's, but the key thing was that his handsome boyish face had not changed, giving people a strong sense of incongruity.

Alice stared wide-eyed at Roya with disbelief.

She grabbed Rudius's arm with some surprise and asked curiously, "Your brother, really?"

Ludius nodded, remarking with considerable emotion, "It's quite bizarre."

"So handsome."

Two voices rang out, and their eyes met. Rudius looked at Alice strangely, while Alice stared intently at Roya's muscles with starry eyes.

At this moment, Gilead looked at Roya with considerable surprise. His keen intuition told him that the threat posed by the other party had increased several levels in an instant.

"A secret technique to enhance oneself?" A glint of excitement flashed in Kyrie's beastly eyes. She was a battle maniac; half of her strength had been forged in the sea of ​​blood.

“Well then, Master Kyrie Irvine, it’s my turn.” Roya’s still somewhat childish voice came from afar.

Kyrie Irvine held her sword horizontally in front of her. Because it was a contest, she didn't have her usual large, thick broadsword; instead, she used this slender wooden sword.

However, for the Sword King, these were all trivial matters.

Roya stepped forward with his right foot, gripped the hilt of his sword with his right hand, and placed the sword horizontally at his waist.

The sword-drawing stance of the Sword God style is a starting move that Roya has always liked to use.

The attack is swift, fast, and powerful enough. Its only drawback is that it requires charging up, but at this distance, that's enough.

Ahem, let's not even talk about the author Junshui.

Chapter 63 Clash (Part 2)

"Listen to the howling of the divine wind." Roya exhaled a breath of stale air, his indifferent voice ringing out.

Kyrie Io's cold, beastly eyes revealed a hint of interest. She leaned forward, her muscles tensing, moving with the agility of a cheetah. Kyrie Io's already muscular physique bulged, her ferocious aura compressing as she revealed a set of menacing white teeth. In an instant, her figure became a blur and vanished from the spot.

His arrogance was on full display. He channeled his energy into his muscles and limbs, and with each step he took, the grass sank, mud flew everywhere, and huge footprints were left on the ground. Luo Ya's expression was serious. He knew that his opponent was fast, but he did not know that his opponent was this fast.

In the blink of an eye, the distance of thirty zhang was instantly reduced to within ten zhang.

Roya quickly pulled back the step he had taken forward, trying to keep some distance from his opponent. His sword needed time to build up its power, but he had miscalculated from the start.

As Gilead appeared before Roya, a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips. Gilead's blood circulation and qi flow reached their peak, and she thrust out her sword. The violent sword energy almost crushed Roya. With just one glance, Roya knew that he could not withstand such a sword.

If Paul's sword could be resisted by force, then Gilead's sword was completely unstoppable.

A violent sword aura coiled around the blade, moving with lightning speed, sweeping out towards Roya in an instant.

Roya's brow twitched. Without drawing his sword, he retreated again. Kyrie Irving wouldn't give him a chance to escape. He gripped the hilt of his sword in his right hand, flipped the blade, and swung it at Roya once more.

The sword strike was incredibly powerful, no less so than before, and Roya no longer had a chance to retreat.

Gritting his teeth, he drew his sword despite the wild momentum.

The sword was actually wrapped in dark energy, with dark magic power coiling around it. The originally ordinary wooden sword was now enveloped in threads formed by the magic power. However, it was clear that the magic power only wrapped around half of the sword and was extremely unstable. This was because the power had not yet reached its peak. Even so, the sword's power was still terrifying.

A dark afterimage flashed past, its speed reaching the extreme. It was a sword more gentle than the wind, yet swifter than thunder.

Within this small space, there exists only this one sword.

Kyrie Irvine's pupils constricted as he switched from offense to defense, raising his wooden sword horizontally to parry. His sword aura changed accordingly, and his blood and qi surged once more, his imposing aura becoming even more powerful and heavy, like a mountain. No matter how swift Roja's sword was, it could not harm him in the slightest.

In an instant, the roles of offense and defense were reversed. Luo Ya really didn't expect that the opponent could use such a ferocious sword aura, and the defense was also perfect.

He believed that even Kyrie Irvine would not emerge unscathed if he were to take the sword head-on.

This sword is very powerful, but as the saying goes, one should strike with full force at the first attempt, then weaken at the second, and finally exhaust it.

If the opponent manages to block this sword strike, Roya's situation will become very difficult.

Kyrie Ian's lips curled up, and his interest in his beastly eyes grew even stronger. At the beginning of the encounter, Roya's sword could still firmly overpower his opponent, but when the sword could not do anything to his opponent, the power wrapped around the sword began to dissipate.

Kyrie Il suddenly took a step forward, cracking the ground beneath her feet. Feeling Roya's power waning, she revealed a mocking smile and said, "A very good sword, but not enough."

Luo Ya was now in a difficult situation. Changing his tactics at this point would be tantamount to suicide. The duel with the Sword King was not a simple matter. At such close range, the opponent could kill him in an instant.

His heart pounded like a drum. The slightly ferocious appearance of Kyrie Il and the immense force emanating from his hand told Roya one thing: the person before him was someone he could not defeat.

Now Roya faces only one choice: he must sheathe his sword.

Gritting his teeth, Roya revealed a cold glint in his eyes and kicked straight at Gilead's front.

The kick was powerful and swift. Girenou was slightly taken aback and dodged it by slightly turning his body. Roya took the opportunity to quickly retreat.

Kyrie Irvine snorted, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Just like Paul, no wonder he's her biological son."

Luo Ya's lips twitched slightly. Without offering much explanation, he held his sword horizontally in front of him.

Luo Ya was not in good condition at the moment. His right arm was a little sore, and his right hand was numb from the recoil.

Once Roja had adjusted his posture, Gilead charged forward again.

This time the speed was even faster, and Roya barely had time to react. Kenshin's intuition told him the approximate location of Kyrie Il, but when Roya looked, he couldn't see the other party at all.

I can't keep up, I can't keep up at all.

This is a complete rout; the difference in physical fitness is too great.

A sharp pain shot through his abdomen from the wooden sword. Roya staggered back a few steps, clutching his stomach, and hurriedly waved his hands, saying, "I'm not fighting anymore, I give up."

Although Kyrie Ian withdrew his strength immediately, and Roya subconsciously channeled more magic into his chest and abdomen for defense, pain was still inevitable, and Roya grimaced in pain for a moment.

Kyrie I stood silently for a moment, then said to Roya, "Your strength is considerable, hmm, it's somewhat beyond my expectations."

That's what Kyrielight said, and it's true. As the Sword King, she was still at her peak, and her strength was unimaginable. The fact that Roya could force her to use 70% of her power at such a young age already shows that Roya's talent was truly remarkable.

After clutching his stomach for a while, Luo Ya finally spoke, "Speaking of which, wasn't it supposed to be a sword fight? I felt like I had just brushed past death."

Kyrie Irvine thought for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "I was too excited and unconsciously used a little more force. I'm sorry, Roya."

Luo Ya's lips twitched. Looking at the other person's expressionless face, he felt no remorse whatsoever.

Rudius and Alice ran up from a distance. Rudius looked at Roya with admiration and said, "Brother, your strength has improved again."

Roya glanced at Rudius and said in a deep voice, "We'll practice a bit later, and I'll take a look at your strength while we're at it."

Rudius's smiling expression vanished instantly. He lowered his head and gave a listless reply.

Alice walked up to Gilead out of curiosity and asked, "How strong is Roja? Can I catch up with him?"

After thinking for a moment, and looking at Alice's expectant eyes, Kyrie Irvine said, "It's difficult."

With just those two simple words, Alice's pupils began to dilate, and her expectant expression dimmed.

Now, there are two more silent people in the world.

Chapter 64 The Path of Rudius

Roya dispersed all his magic power, which receded like the tide, and he returned to being the elegant, easy-going, and handsome young man. However, all three of them had seen him fight before, and this slender young man was a stark contrast to the scene just now. Not to mention Rudius, Alice was completely stunned.

Kyrie Irvine walked over and asked curiously, "What kind of secret technique do you have that that can increase your strength so much in an instant?"

After thinking for a moment, Roya didn't hold back and said frankly, "Actually, when a swordsman uses sword techniques, magic is also circulating. However, the difference is that the two powers are used in different ways. I'm sure Master Kyrie Irvine already knows what that is."

"Battle aura? Hmm, Master mentioned this." Kyrie Irvine fell into deep thought.

Roya continued, "The magic I control can be used like battle aura to strengthen my physical body in a short time, reaching a whole new level. Of course, this strengthening is limited. Only by continuously improving one's physical qualities can one accommodate more magic."

Gilead nodded knowingly.

In fact, it's only because Roja's own magic power is special that he dares to do this. Ordinary magicians, let alone using magic power to enhance themselves, would find it extremely troublesome just to control magic power and release spells. If they are not careful, this kind of thing can cause magic power to go berserk and result in instant death.

The equation "battle aura = magic power" is indeed correct.

However, the two methods of use are completely different.

In any case, Roya's magic power was basically enough to meet all his needs, so he didn't care much about how to entwine battle aura.

Roya smiled at Rudius and said jokingly, "Well then, Rudius, come on, let me see how you've grown."

Rudius forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and said, "Could we... perhaps not duel?"

Luo Ya didn't say anything, just stared at the other person.

With a sigh, Ludius resignedly gripped the wooden sword and walked towards Roya.

The outcome is self-evident.

Although Rudeus has a solid foundation, he lacks his own unique attack style and his skeletal structure is not yet fully developed. In any case, his strength is what it is. At first, Roya tried to teach Rudeus sword techniques, but after thinking about it, he felt it was unnecessary. With the Sword King Kyrie Irwin around, he was just worrying for nothing.

He knocked Rudius's wooden sword away with a few swift strokes, gave him a light tap on the forehead, and said expressionlessly, "Too weak."

Ludius, looking dejected, covered his forehead and crouched down in defense.

Roya sighed, turned his gaze to Alice, who seemed somewhat expectant, and asked curiously, "You want to come too?"

Alice nodded expectantly; only after trying it would she know how big the difference was.

One minute later.

Another person crouched down on the ground, covering their head in defense.

Kyrie Irving watched from the side, pondered for a moment, and said to Roya, "Your basic skills are very solid. To be honest, what you lack now is real combat experience, not following me around and learning swordsmanship in a rigid manner."

Luo Ya nodded. He was already at the peak of the upper-level swordsman level. If he broke through again, he would reach the level of sword saint. The difference between sword saint and sword king was not large. Those who could become sword saints later became sword kings.