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Chapter 72

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In less than ten seconds, Ryuga and Purgatory Xingshu Lang had already exchanged five blows.

Their sword skills were unleashed one after another without the slightest pause.

Ryuga used [Future Vision] to wipe out any possible counterattacks from Purgatory Xingshu Lang. He used [Niten Ichirō] to continuously attack, forcing his opponent to constantly block and defend, unable to find a chance to counterattack.

However, Ryuga's tide-like attacks did not have much effect. Purgatory Xingshu Lang's defense was impenetrable. Even though [Respiratory Art] was not good at defense, his defense was flawless. Ryuga could not find a chance to break through.

In the blink of an eye, ten blows had already passed.

Purgatory Xing Shou temporarily gave up on the idea of counterattacking. Instead, he continued to block the attacks. His bright eyes carefully observed Liu Xia's use of sword skills, and from time to time, a look of admiration flashed across his eyes.

Unlike him, who had practiced sword skills thousands of times to the point of perfection, Ryuga's mastery of sword skills was still at the level of proficiency. At most, it could only be said that he was at the level of mastery. This was probably because he had learned too many sword skills and wanted to learn every single one.

Purgatory Xingshu Lang did not intend to give a contrary opinion on this point.

Those with ordinary talent naturally needed to specialize in one skill, because they could not master every skill in a limited amount of time.

But for geniuses like Ryuga and ShiTouch Lang, who had extraordinary talent, it was possible for them to master every single skill.

This kind of genius-level figure could not be judged by common sense.

ShiTouch Lang chose to create a new path and planned to continue on this path. On the other hand, Ryuga was a classic example of "I want it all". After learning everything, he would try to combine all the skills into one.

It was hard to say who was better between the two, but Ryuga's path was undoubtedly more difficult. It would definitely take more time than ShiTouch Lang.

At the current stage, although Ryuga's sword skills were not perfect, reaching this level in less than a month was already beyond many people's expectations.

Moreover, although his sword skills were not perfect, the way he continuously swung his sword skills through the Dual Blade Stream also made him a very terrifying threat. If he was not careful, his defense would be broken.

He was a genius like ShiTouch Lang, who had terrifying potential and unlimited possibilities.

Purgatory Xingshu Lang's eyes became even brighter. He felt more and more that he had made the right decision to come here to find Ryuga.

Twelve moves.

Fifteen moves.

Nineteen moves.



In the blink of an eye, half of the agreed moves had already been made.

But there was still no victor....

In the corner of the park, Tanji Jiro watched the battle between the two, his eyes filled with awe.

These two people, no matter which one, were much stronger than him. No matter which one he faced, he would probably be killed in an instant if the other party was serious.

Not to mention their physical abilities, even their mastery of sword techniques had far surpassed his, causing him to involuntarily gasp in amazement.

Mi Douzi was protected behind Tanji Jiro. She did not know anything about sword skills, but she knew that these two people were stronger than her. She stood there carefully, her eyes turning into the shape of beans. She looked very confused.

"Hmm?"

While Ryuga and Purgatory Xingshu Lang were fighting, Tanji Jiro's eyes suddenly moved. His nose twitched, and his expression immediately became serious. "There are ghosts approaching!"

"And there are two of them!"

Tanji Jiro looked in the direction of the park's entrance with a grave expression. Although Mi Douzi did not understand his intentions, she still looked in the same direction as him. She stretched out her claws, her eyes ferocious, and said, "Ooh! Ooh! "

He didn't say anything to start the conversation.

The two ghosts from outside the park did not hesitate to attack Tanji Jiro and Mi Douzi.

A total of six handballs floated in the air from outside the park, each of them carrying enough power to destroy a boulder. Amidst the gusts of wind, they rushed toward Tan Zhilang's and Mi Douzi's brains and vital points.

"Mi Douzi! Dodge! "

Tanji Jiro's pupils shrank, and he dodged without hesitation. At the same time, he had Mi Douzi dodge as well. He pulled out the pitch-black sunchakra in his hand and slashed at the incoming handballs with the Water Breath sword skill.

However, to his astonishment, before the handballs hit his sword, they suddenly changed direction in midair and dodged his blade. Then, together with the other three handballs, they rushed toward his head, waist, abdomen, neck, and right hand.

"Shit!"

The trajectory of the handballs changed too abruptly, and four of the six handballs were attacking him at the same time. Tanji Jiro was caught off guard for a moment.

The blade in his hand could only block two of the handballs, and he definitely could not block the remaining two.

Seeing the four handballs getting closer and closer, Tanji Jiro's heart immediately rose to his throat.

"In that case, I'll just block the handballs that are attacking my head and neck. There's nothing I can do about my broken leg!"

However, before he could do anything to defend himself, a figure appeared out of thin air and appeared in front of him, blocking all four handballs.

Bam!

Instead, her head, abdomen, and arms were all broken. In an instant, they were shattered by the explosive force of the handballs. Her limbs were broken in an instant, and she fell limply to the ground.

"Mi Douzi!"

Tanji Jiro's expression changed abruptly, and he cried out in alarm.

… …

"Twenty-eighth move."

On the other side, the battle between Ryuga and Purgatory Xingshu Lang was coming to an end, and the agreed moves were soon the last three moves.

Ryuga placed the two katanas on the same side of her body, intending to use both of them at the same time to perform the last move of the Water Breath sword skill.

However, a cry of alarm came from the side, and Ryuga's movements paused slightly.

From the corner of his eye, he just happened to see Mi Douzi's head being smashed, and her body being shattered into several pieces.

Mi Douzi was a ghost, so she had a strong recovery ability. Even if her head was blown off, and her body was shattered into countless pieces, she could still recover in a short time.

However, Ryuga's movements still paused for a moment when he saw this scene.

The reason he went against Purgatory Xingshu Lang was to protect Tanji Jiro and Mi Douzi.

However, what was the big deal about Mi Douzi being killed in front of him?

If the one who was smashed into pieces was not Mi Douzi, but Tanji Jiro, who was a human, then wouldn't all his previous words be empty?

Opposite him, Purgatory Xingshu Lang, who could have used his momentary pause to turn the situation around and launch a counterattack, did not do so. Instead, he turned around and looked in the direction of Tanji Jiro and Mi Douzi. His eyes were bright, and he shouted with a loud voice.

"Twenty-ninth move! Let's see who can smash more handballs! "

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