Anime Crossover: I, the Shadow King, slaughter my way through DanMachi!

Upon being struck, Yuri 917 Us felt his hair stand on end and instinctively backed away.

However, Ying Ping suddenly disappeared from Julius's sight.

"Where-"

Before Julius could react, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Yingping's wooden sword had already gently touched his vital spot.

The audience was silent.

"Concession."

Yingping sheathed his wooden sword and took a step back.

Julius stood frozen in place, his purple eyes filled with disbelief.

After a long pause, he shook his head with a wry smile: "I lost... Mr. Shadow's strength is truly admirable."

The instructor then snapped out of his daze and announced loudly, "Test passed! The winner is Shadow!"

Emilia burst into the arena, her silver hair gleaming in the sunlight: "You're amazing! Mr. Shadow!"

Her cheeks flushed with excitement, and her cyan eyes were filled with adoration.

Yingping rubbed her head: "Yes, as long as it's for Emilia, I have to win."

Julius straightened his disheveled collar and said with a genuine smile, "It seems Lady Emilia has finally found an extraordinary knight. Congratulations."

A lively discussion erupted from the sidelines.

The knights' gazes toward Ying Ping had shifted from curiosity to awe.

No matter where you are, strength will earn you respect.

Yingping suddenly felt a very special gaze.

Turning my head, I noticed a figure, as dazzling as the sun, had appeared at the entrance to the training ground—

He was a handsome, sunny man with red hair and blue eyes, dressed in the white uniform of the Knights, with a uniquely shaped longsword at his waist.

A hearty smile graced his handsome face.

"Sword Saint Reinhard?"

Ying Ping was slightly taken aback, recognizing the person. He then clenched his fists, and a surge of fighting spirit rose within him.

Having finally encountered a formidable opponent worthy of his attention, the adrenaline in his veins began to surge wildly.

Chapter 94 The Kingdom's Strongest VS The Strongest in DanMachi! [Please Subscribe]

[Ding! Hidden quest triggered: The Battle of the Sword Saint]

[Mission Objective: Defeat or completely kill Sword Saint Reinhard]

[Quest Reward: Obtain 50% of the required conditions to unlock the skill "World's Will"]

[Note: You need to trigger and complete another hidden quest to fully unlock the Will of the Skill World!]

[World Will: You can gain all the same blessing abilities as Reinhard, and these abilities will apply in all worlds.]

Upon seeing the message on the system panel, Yingping's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart began to pound violently.

(The will of the skill world?!)

(I can also acquire all of Reinhard's almost bug-like blessing abilities and use them in every world?!)

Ying Ping's blood boiled instantly, and his fingers trembled slightly—

It wasn't fear, but rather a surge of pure fighting spirit towards Reinhard that welled up within me!

To gain abilities equal to Reinhard's, you must first defeat him!

At the same time, Reinhard had already walked up to Julius and asked with concern, "Julius, are you alright? You don't look too good."

Julius shook his head with a wry smile: "I'm fine. As for that Mr. Shadow over there... I'm afraid you're the only one in the entire kingdom who can fight him."

"Oh?"

Reinhard smiled, his red hair blazing like flames in the sunlight. "If even you say so, then I'd better get to know this new friend properly."

He walked steadily toward Yingping, first giving Emilia a standard knightly salute: "Lady Emilia, it's been a long time. I'm so glad to see you."

Emilia returned the greeting somewhat nervously: "Yes, it's been a long time, Reinhard..."

The red-haired swordsman then turned to Ying Ping, his azure eyes filled with a sincere smile: "You must be Lady Emilia's knight, Mr. Shadow?"

"It seems you've also joined the Royal Guard Knights. From now on, let's get along well as colleagues."

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Reinhard van Astreya. It's an honor to meet you."

Although he already considered the other person a worthy opponent to be defeated, Yingping was still charmed by this cheerful personality and began to think about becoming friends with him.

So he reached out and shook hands with Reinhard: "I am Shadow, I have long admired the name of the Sword Saint."

The moment their palms touched—

"boom!"

The power of the ruler erupted, and an invisible wave of energy emanated from the two of them, causing the ground of the training ground to tremble slightly.

The knights who were watching retreated in horror.

"Lord Shadow, what is this...?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Reinhard's eyes, not expecting to have suffered an invisible attack, but his expression quickly returned to normal.

Ying Ping went straight to the point: "As expected of Mr. Reinhard, the strongest swordsman in the kingdom, I wonder if I can fight you now?"

The red-haired swordsman laughed heartily: "Of course, but...~."

He looked around: "This is inside a royal castle, so it's probably not suitable to unleash my full power here."

"I understand, but there's no need to go all out. Let's just leave it at that."

As Ying Ping spoke, he slowly drew the Hestia Sword, its dark blade gleaming eerily in the sunlight. "I can't unleash my full power with a wooden sword. You should use a weapon you're good at."

Reinhardt nodded: "Okay."

His hand rested on the dragon sword, Red, at his waist—

This should have been a habitual, tentative action.

According to common sense, this dragon sword, passed down through generations of the Sword Saint family, would only be drawn for a worthy opponent.

However, the instant Reinhard's fingers touched the hilt of the sword—

"Zheng!"

The clear, melodious sound of the sword echoed throughout the training ground, and the Dragon Sword Red actually began to tremble on its own!

The light from the scabbard grew brighter and brighter, and finally, to everyone's astonishment, the Dragon Sword was drawn three inches from its sheath!

"this...!"

Reinhardt looked unusually surprised.

Since becoming the Sword Saint with everyone's expectations on his shoulders, this is the first time that the Dragon Sword has reacted so strongly to a non-enemy.

(Dragon Sword acknowledges him...and considers him a worthy opponent?)

Reinhard was deeply shaken. Although the opportunity to draw the Dragon Sword was extremely rare, he didn't know whether he should draw it or not.

Yingping also narrowed his eyes slightly.

He could sense the terrifying power contained within the dragon sword, as well as... a powerful will similar to that of a living being.

"Reinhard, it seems your sword doesn't want to spoil this battle."

Ying Ping's lips curled into a fighting smile. "Then—let's fight with all our might!"

"Qiang!"

The Hestia Sword was fully drawn, and blood-red patterns began to appear on its dark blade.

Ying Ping's aura suddenly surged, his eyes turned scarlet, and the training ground began to crack.

"No, I'll say it again, this is royal territory, a large-scale battle cannot break out here..."

Reinhard took a deep breath, his sense of duty forcibly suppressing his desire to fight, and still sheathed the Dragon Sword Red.

However, the dragon sword trembled incessantly and broke free from its sheath once more.

It seems the legend is true; this dragon sword cannot be sheathed without being stained with the blood of its enemies.

A dazzling golden light burst forth from the sword, rivaling the imposing aura emanating from Ying Ping.

At this moment, all the powerful figures in the capital city sensed the terrifying pressure emanating from the direction of the training ground.

Birds scattered in fright, clouds churned, as if the heavens and earth were holding their breath for this duel.

Ying Ping frowned as he looked at the cracked ground around him, then nodded and said, "You're right. It seems this place is indeed not suitable for us to fight at full strength."

He looked up and stared directly at Reinhard. "How about we go somewhere else now?"

The red-haired swordsman looked down at the still trembling dragon sword and sighed helplessly: "I agree, it seems that's the only way."

The Dragon Sword will not be returned until blood is drawn; this is a secret passed down through generations of the Astrea family.

Yingping turned to Emilia and gently took her cold little hand in his: "I'm sorry, Emilia, I must fight Reinhard now."

Emilia's purplish-blue eyes were filled with worry: "Why? Do you have to do this?"

"Yes, I must do this, because I just want to prove myself... as a knight worthy of you."

Ying Ping smiled slightly and said firmly.

Emilia froze, then gripped Yingping's sleeve tightly. "I understand. But promise me you won't push yourself, and you definitely won't get hurt..."

"rest assured."

Yingping gently ruffled her silver hair. "I know what I'm doing. Reinhard is a good guy."

Emilia bit her lip and suddenly ran up to Reinhard: "Reinhard, I know this request is impolite, but could you please go easy on me... preferably just a little bit?"

The Sword Saint immediately bowed, his red hair fluttering in the wind: "As you wish, Lady Emilia, I believe that as long as Lord Shadow's fighting spirit is satisfied, this sparring will be able to end perfectly."

Ying Ping didn't want to expose his Flying Thunder God Technique in front of everyone, so he challenged Reinhard, saying, "Let's fight outside the city, but..."

A smug smile played on his lips. "Can you keep up with my speed?"

Reinhard laughed heartily: "~ Hahaha, I'll try my best."

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Ping's figure suddenly blurred—

"boom!"

The sonic boom of takeoff shattered the glass of the training ground. Everyone felt a gust of wind sweep by as Ying Ping transformed into a black streak of light, breaking through the castle dome and drawing a straight trajectory in the sky.

"What...what kind of speed is this?!"

"It actually crashed through the roof and disappeared?!"

"He can fly..."

The knights were horrified, and Julius stared wide-eyed in shock.

"Mr. Shadow, you must be safe and sound..."

Emilia looked up at the sky, clasped her little hands together, and couldn't help but start to pray.

A glint of light flashed in Reinhard's eyes: "Interesting..."

"Everyone, don't worry, I'll cover all the repair costs for the roof that Lord Shadow damaged!"

After he finished speaking, he slightly bent his knees, and the ground instantly cracked—

"boom!"

Another sonic boom erupted, and the red-haired swordsman shot into the sky like a cannonball, chasing after the black streak.

Broken bricks and stones fell in a flurry, leaving the training ground in a mess.

On the desolate land more than ten kilometers away, two figures landed one after the other.

"Boom!"