Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

Swish——

The air was cut by the sharp blade, making a sharp and piercing sound of breaking wind.

If you want to use something to describe the speed of this move, then only lightning can be considered appropriate.

The moment you see the light, your head has already fallen off.

It is a level that can be called the realm of God that can be reached after millions of times of practice!

Once the weapon hits the vital point of a creature, it is enough to kill it, so all you need to do is pursue the skill of hitting the vital point.

With this belief, in the process of pursuing a more rapid and more accurate fatal blow than the opponent day after day, Brian developed his own martial arts - flash.

But he did not stop there.

After millions of times of repeated sword swinging practice, this move has reached perfection, reaching a level where the blade cannot even leave blood after a swing.

This move, I think, has reached the realm of God!

At least that's what Brian thought.

So he named this sublimated martial arts Divine Flash.

The martial arts field that can see through everything and make his sword blade never deviate from the target, plus the slashing speed is so fast that people can't even detect it, so it's impossible to dodge the Divine Flash.

The combination of these two moves is the ultimate secret skill that Brian has mastered.

Secret sword - Tiger Fall Flute!

Win!

At the moment of swinging the sword, no, earlier than that, when the opponent half stepped into his territory, Brian had already cheered for his upcoming victory in his heart.

However, before the joy brewed from the bottom of his heart, it was replaced by another emotion.

"How, how could it be possible..."

The words were almost squeezed out of his throat with a breath, so weak that Brian himself couldn't hear them clearly.

But the emotion that swept his heart could not be faked.

It was not the taste of defeat.

He had tasted this feeling several years ago and digested it as motivation to move forward. Even if he experienced it again, it would only be like knocking twice more in the process of casting steel to remove more impurities.

But now, this feeling was as if the iron block was melted and thrown into the cold sea water in an instant, turning into a piece of scrap iron with no shape.

But in short, it was definitely pure waste and could no longer be forged into a sharp weapon.

Perhaps it should be called despair?

On the long sword that Brian had spent a lot of money to buy from a foreign country, which was powerful enough to rival magic weapons, there were two more fingers as slender as white jade pinched together.

It was just gently pinching the index finger and thumb together like picking up petals, but it was biting the long sword tightly like a vice.

Even if Brian tried his best, whether he continued to chop forward, or pulled back, or even swayed left and right, although the blade was bent and deformed due to its toughness, its position was motionless.

It made him feel that he was not competing with others, but trying to pull an entire mountain.

More importantly, the opponent did not clamp the blade from the front edge, but completely turned his wrist to pinch the back of the blade from the back!

In other words, it was not that he predicted the trajectory of the knife's chopping, but directly caught up, exceeding the speed of his proud flash.

"Oh, Cocytus seems to have a few weapons of this type, but the difference between the users is so great that I can't raise any vigilance at all, Arins~"

Shalltear pinched the back of the knife with one hand and yawned with the other hand in front of her mouth, as if she was trapped by the other party's boring performance.

"Now you should understand the gap between you and me. I've given you a chance. Hurry up and use your martial arts."

Brian, who heard and understood what the other party was saying, felt as if he was hit on the back of his head by a hammer. His mind went blank.

He always claimed to be a genius.

He was originally just an inconspicuous farmer, but the moment he held the weapon, he suddenly found that he had talents far beyond ordinary people -

- the talent of using a sword.

From then on, he couldn't stop.

He had never suffered more serious injuries than scratches on the battlefield, and before he met the current Kingdom Warrior Captain Gazef Stronoff, he had never experienced even a single defeat.

Even if he was defeated by Gazef, he quickly adjusted his mentality.

He became stronger through repeated efforts day by day, and created new martial arts, ready to wash away the shame of defeat.

But at this moment, he encountered a setback far greater than failure, which was like the despair of his entire life being completely denied.

It made him feel suffocated.

Looking at Brian in front of him, whose face was ashen and whose hands and feet were trembling for some reason, Shalltear frowned slightly and loosened her fingers that were pinching the back of the knife.

Dang——

The long knife that Brian usually regarded as a treasure and wiped and maintained every day fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

But this behavior made Shalltear even more unhappy.

"After seeing the absolute gap, you want to give up directly? No, Arins~, if you give up without letting me see your martial arts, I will cut you into pieces."

"You monster——"

The words that seemed to kill people and pierce Brian's chest like a sword, making him curse.

But this curse seemed to be a praise, making Shalltear's face reveal a bright and innocent smile like a blooming flower.

"Is that so? Do you understand? I am a cruel, cold and ruthless monster——but people love it~"

While speaking, Shalltear gracefully jumped back a step and looked backTo the position where he faced Brian at the beginning.

"If you understand this, pick up your weapons quickly and go all out without holding back~"

"You should be almost ready."

The exact same lines as before made Brian feel like his blood was boiling.

But unfortunately, the previous blow was enough to make him realize the gap.

There was absolutely no way he could defeat the opponent, not even a glimmer of hope, so——

——Should I run away?

This thought had already occurred, and it instantly occupied Brian's entire mind like a wildfire spreading on the grassland.

Brian did not think running away was a shameful thing. In comparison, surviving was more important. If he couldn't win, he would run away and find a way to avenge his previous shame later.

Because Brian felt that he still had room to become stronger.

However, if he wanted to run away, there was a problem that Brian had to face.

That was the absolute gap in physical ability between the two sides.

Even though he tried his best with both hands, he couldn't even pry the other's two fingers apart. There was no doubt that if he ran directly, he would be caught up and cut into pieces as she said.

So if he wanted to escape, he had to find a way to slow down the other's movement speed.

Thinking of this, Brian forced his hands to stop shaking, bent down to pick up the long sword on the ground, and pretended to glance at Shalltear's feet casually.

Although she was wearing high heels, she was still, shouldn't it be said that she was more beautiful against the background.

It was just like a work of art that only noble men were worthy of owning.

Even though Brian had never been close to women and only had the sword in his mind, he couldn't help but linger for a few seconds.

More importantly, the thickness of the ankle was not even as thick as his own wrist. If it was this level, even if the monster's skin and bones were quite tough, it should be able to be cut off!

And with the attack point so low, it would be a little more difficult to block the attack like before.

After deciding on the next plan, Brian sheathed his sword again and took the same posture as before.

Although he had failed once, this move of Secret Sword Tiger Flute was still his strongest attack after all. Choosing other moves would not be as proficient as this one, and the speed and power were far inferior. (To read the violent novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Although he had decided to cut off the opponent's ankle, before attacking, Brian's eyes were firmly locked on Shalltear's neck.

This is a deception tactic.

He relies on the induction of the martial arts field to aim at the target, which has little to do with sight. Even if he closes his eyes, he will never deviate from the target by half an inch.

In this case, relying on sight to make the enemy misjudge the part he is aiming at is a natural tactic.

“——Then let’s begin!”

ShalltearHe repeated what he had said before, and walked towards Brian leisurely again as if nothing had happened.

It was exactly the same steps as before, but Brian's mood was completely opposite.

Last time, he was so eager for the other party to step into his territory, and now he hoped that the other party would never step into it.

What a cowardly idea.

While smiling bitterly in his heart, Brian counted the other party's steps.

Three steps, two steps, one step——

——Secret Sword Tiger Falling Flute!

He fixed his eyes on Shalltear's slender and white neck, which made people want to lick it intimately. The long sword in his hand turned into a white light like lightning again under the illumination of the magic continuous light.

Swish——

The sharp explosion sounded again, even more harsh than before. []

Under strong mental pressure, Brian even broke through his previous limits. He could clearly feel that the speed, power and accuracy of this knife had reached an unprecedented level.

Hit it——!!!

The hope of escape made Brian roar in his heart.

However, just when Brian perceived that the knife light was about to touch the white and slender ankle of the girl under the skirt——

——the handle of the knife fell from Brian's hand.

Dangdang——

The crisp metal sound shocked Brian's heart like thunder.

Of course, it was not because of the ridiculous reason that his hands were shaking and he could not hold the knife steadily because of the shock before.

The reason why it fell was that the blade was stepped on by the high heels, and the impact force made Brian unable to hold the knife.

However, for Brian, who thought that he would have a chance to take revenge and wipe out his shame after escaping, this might be something he didn't want to face even more.

Because he only realized this when he saw the opponent's foot stepping on the back of the knife.

He couldn't even detect when the opponent raised his foot and when he put it down.

This shows that even in the field that he was proud of and conceited that he could detect everything, he still couldn't detect the opponent's slightest movement.

Can't win, absolutely...

Still so weak, is it possible that even if he recognizes the gap, he is still unwilling to go all out?

Or just kill him directly.

Shalltear looked at Brian, who was stunned in front of her with cold eyes, and the killing intent that she had suppressed before now poured out like a dam opened.

Although it was not some (amazing) actual damage, or a special skill like the aura of despair, it was just a simple release of the malice in her heart.

But Brian, who felt the pressure, was almost crushed.

Feeling threatened, all his sweat pores opened up instantly, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat almost instantly. At the same time, his internal organs began to spasm due to excessive pressure, causing strongStrong nausea.

Her vision was also a little blurry and swaying.

".Last chance." While speaking, Shalltear jumped back again with a cold face, returning to the position when she faced Brian at the beginning.

She originally planned to beat the other party to death directly.

But when she thought of the other party claiming to be a swordsman who could compete with the strongest warrior in the kingdom.

Although her brain has never been very bright and she is not good at thinking, she can understand the meaning of the word strongest.

Lord Nidhogg is the strongest in the world, which means that no one in the world can be Lord Nidhogg's opponent.

And the other party is the strongest swordsman in the kingdom, which means that if he is killed, the entire kingdom will never find a stronger swordsman than him.

Does he have to go to other countries to find warriors who know martial arts?

This may ruin the plans of Demiurge and Sebastian, right?

After all, the plan they came up with was to expand from the kingdom in secret, and then take over the entire kingdom after collecting intelligence.

Although I don't care, Lord Nidhogg's order is to let them discuss it.

That means I should also focus on their plan and not do anything extra.

Thinking of this, Shalltear decided to mercifully give Brian another chance.

"You should be almost ready.".