My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 110 Wheel Battle

For the past ten years, Niijima Risa has been putting herself in a busy job, although sometimes there will be moments when the tense nerves suddenly relax.

But she has become adept at keeping problematic thoughts on hand to prevent inadvertent blank moments.

But sometimes I can't control it.

Whenever this happens, she will find that her heart will always stay on that night ten years ago.

That night, that moment.

There are almost only scattered memories left in the brain.

In the memory, the feeling of the fleeting moment, unconsciously, her mind will always turn back to that night.

Ten years ago, Taito Ward, Asakusa.

The light and shadow flickered violently, occupying the field of vision of Risa Niijima, who had just turned [-] and successfully entered the list of first-line members of the Nine Divisions.

Violent fires spread everywhere, sparks swept like a blizzard, and black smoke writhed and expanded.

Every building was burning, and the pillars of fire shot into the sky, burning them to pieces.

If you look overhead, you can see the flames lighting up the night sky.

The fireball drew an arc in the night sky, swaying slightly and falling downward.

The dazzling white fireball dimly shone around, and fell to the ground with white smoke, instantly burning the surrounding things, and then became brighter again.

As if trying to catch up with the light, another flame fell from the sky, this time it was the rain of fire dragging the tongue of flames, dropping countless blazing flames magnificently to the ground.

Under the attack of densely packed monsters, the sound of explosions filled the ears, and the scene of explosions filled the eyes.

explode.explode.explode.

The whole world is exploding.

The anti-clockwise sea of ​​flames roared like the wind, the people screamed not knowing where to flee, the screams of the burned people, and half frenzied screams came and went, completely submerged the whole city. world.

Monsters riding big birds and fighter jets with roaring engines flew over their heads one after another, guided by the boring voices, and the deafening explosions mercilessly shook the air and the ground.

heat.

stench.

No matter how hard he tried to breathe, his chest was still congested, but he was even more out of breath.

This is hell.

Of all the hells that have ever manifested in this world, this is one of the most miserable.

Shocking fear ran through his veins, and cold despair permeated his whole body.

The overwhelming threat, the hell in front of her, was tormenting the world at will. She was like a dead leaf falling into the turbulent flow in the heavy rain.

Risa Niijima clenched her teeth, her eyes widened, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.

hateful!

hateful!

Countless people were tossed, mourned, and ravaged by death in the sea of ​​flames.

Anger is stronger than fire, more violent than raging smoke.

She gritted her teeth and gradually lost her composure.

anger.

hate.

abomination.

Suddenly.
The silhouette of something flew past occupying a corner of the field of vision.

Niijima Risa was startled, it was a tengu, a tengu with white wings over two meters long.

It's him!

The culprit is him!

Niijima Risa rushed through the sea of ​​flames and ran into the Asakusa Shrine.

In front of the dilapidated hall, a witch in white and red dress sat on the steps, humming ancient folk songs. Her face was too beautiful to be true in the world, elegant and sad.

Tengu swooped down from the sky, and a middle-aged man in nine black combat uniforms stepped forward.

"father!"

Amidst the shrill shouting, blood spattered on the witch's white clothes, dyeing a huge petal.

Niijima Risa rushed up like crazy, and there was ice and snow blowing in the sea of ​​fire.

The snow girl falls from the sky, catches her, and takes her away from the shrine.

"Go back and take good care of Xiao Zhen, remember, father and mother will always love you."

The fire burns endlessly without stopping for a moment.

Risa Niijima didn't dare to turn her head to see what happened to the woman with the same short hair as herself.

Anyway, she hadn't seen her since that night.

It's all to blame.

It's you! ! !

"boom!"

Surrounded by the wind and snow, Crow Tengu only had time to block it, and his body was knocked several meters away.

As soon as I came back, I was punched in the face by someone, and I was a little confused.

Fortunately, Yatengu, who is the ceiling of combat power, quickly adjusted his mind, his body was spinning in the air, and just as one leg hit the ground, he kicked hard, pounced back like a cheetah, and followed the momentum with his right fist .There was a faint thunderous sound in the air.

Shi Potian slammed his fist in front of him, Yukino Risa waved his hand, and a thick wall of ice appeared in front of him.

However, the seemingly urging ice wall was shattered in an instant, and in a hurry, Yukino Risa could only reach out to block it.

"Boom~~"

The figure of the snow girl was shot up into the air and shot to the mountain like an arrow, instantly penetrating more than a dozen buildings.

Stones, wood chips, ceramics and other fragments fell down one by one, and the crashing sound echoed in the valley for a long time.

The expression on Yatengu's face, which severely injured his opponent with a punch, not only did not relax in the slightest, but became more dignified.

Billowing smoke and dust, and stone chips flying in all directions, cut off the sight of each other.

Behind the dust, ten fingers that were so white that they were almost transparent danced quickly in the air, like a tall performer rapidly plucking the strings.

Accompanying the faint chanting of spells, countless sharp ice arrows cut through the dust, and they were as densely packed as locusts crossing the border, rushing towards them crazily.

On the other side, the curse seal in Tsuchimikado Sinon's hand was constantly changing, and the violent spiritual power was fluctuating, ready to go.

"The god of the East Sea is named Amin; the god of the West Sea is named Zhuliang; the god of the South Sea is named Jucheng; the god of the North Sea is named Yuqiang; the god of the four seas is to ward off all ghosts and eliminate evil disasters. 』

"Hurry up like a law!"

Singing the incantation with a sharp shout, quickly mobilized the array that had been arranged.

Surrounding the entire range of the altar, a faint blue light rose from the ground. Shino Tsuchimikado raised her hands, and dozens of five-element talismans were thrown out. The blue light of the formation was blessed by the talismans, and in front of the gate of hell, formed a The curse seal that shines out of light-the pentagram seal.

The evil ghosts who came out of the gate of hell screamed loudly and turned into black smoke one after another.

Seeing the subordinates he spent ten years recruiting were sent away one after another, Ya Tiangou was very anxious and wanted to stop him, but Xue Nu's Frost Arrow had already arrived in front of him, so he couldn't allow him to be distracted to deal with other things.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Dense ice arrows were shot from different places, and Yatengu's figure kept dodging, tossing and turning in a rain of ice flowers. Gradually, the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, and Yatengu was also caught by the last ice arrow. The arrow shot through the elbow and directly broke the arm.

Among the ruins of houses on the mountain, Yukino Risa slowly walked out with dust all over her body. The clothes on her right arm were torn, and blood was flowing from there, but it didn't look like a big injury.

However, she was originally seriously injured, and now she was at the end of her strength.

"Tch!" Crow Tengu gritted his teeth, a look of anger flashed in his eyes.

"I remembered, so it was you. Back then, you inherited your mother's Shikigami Snow Girl? That's fine. Back then, I killed your parents with my own hands. Today, let me personally send you to reunite with them! "

The boiling black and red demon fire ignited, and the broken arm grew back. Yatengu moved his arm, bowed his body, and rushed up like a cannonball.

hateful
if i ain't hurt
Yukino Risa stared at the monster rushing towards her with her widened eyes, her face full of unwillingness.

"Om".

Buzzing resounded throughout the world.

There was a burst of cold light on the blade, and it slashed from the side.

Yatengu froze, and in the process of dodging, a long line of blood was pulled out of his chest.

Fujiwara Hoshizora, who succeeded in one attack, fell in front of Yukino Risa, holding Onitsuru, and stopped in front of her.

He said, "Miss Risa"

"It's my turn."

Yukino Risa half-closed her eyes, looked at his back, and smiled softly.

She said: "Don't die."

Yatengu looked at the wound on his chest, and could clearly feel a strange force that was directing the blood in his body to spurt out.

After looking at the knife in Fujiwara Xingkong's hand, there was an expression of "as expected."

"Unfortunately, the sword spirit is very strong, but you are too weak, you can't beat me no matter what."

Fujiwara Hoshiku glanced at the busy figure of Shino Tsuchimikado below, and smiled faintly.

"I don't need to win you, I just need to delay you for another 4 minutes."

Stretching out his hand, he gently stroked Guiche's blade, the blood fell and disappeared, and there was a severe pain in his mind.

The body is so hot.

It's like the illusion of horns growing on the forehead.

It's like the illusion of wings growing from its back.

It's like the illusion that only scales appear on the hands.

It's like the illusion that your ankles are filled with water.

Sweat oozes out, and a sword pierces through his body one after another.

On the left arm, the pain was wriggling, like a centipede with venomous fangs, crawling back and forth in the body.

In a trance, he seemed to see an evil spirit covered in blood, sitting on a throne made of skulls, carrying a supreme evil spirit and ignoring all living things in the world.

This pain made Fujiwara Xingkong forget his own existence, and at the same time, it got the effect.

Guite's blade shone with a strange and alluring red light, and at the same time, his eyes also turned red.

"I respect you as a man. To show respect, let's have a fair sword fight."

After Yatengu said this, he flipped his palms, and the samurai swords that those monsters dropped when they died flew up from the ground.

Clang!
The sharp samurai sword rushed out of the black scabbard like a white dragon, and the next moment, the sword shone like lightning, and slashed directly towards the top of Fujiwara Xingkong's head.

The wide red imperial uniform turned into a curtain in the air, and the roar of the wind sounded like an umbrella suddenly opened in a strong wind and heavy rain. In less than a blink of an eye, his body had already appeared in the Fujiwara starry sky. In front of him, the whole person was like a stretched bow, with eyes full of murderous intent.

With just one strike, the whole movement from drawing the knife to jumping up to swinging up and down the samurai sword was swift and smooth in one go.

The half-moon-shaped sword light soared into the sky!
If the reaction was slower, let alone Fujiwara Xingkong's flesh and blood, even a wall would probably be cut in half from bottom to top.

Fujiwara Xingkong just turned sideways on the spot, lightly tapped the space in front of him with the tip of his left finger surrounded by blue light, and before Yatengu's sword light reached, something exploded in front of him, and the air flow swept his body Pushing his body aside, he passively took a step back.

Yatengu's knife almost flew up close to his body, passing his chest, nose tip, and forehead with only a slight difference.

At this moment, Fujiwara Xingkong raised his right hand, and Onitsu waved upward.

If it hits the target, it can directly chop off Yatengu's hands.

It's a pity that Yatengu's reaction was really fast, he let go of the handle of the knife with both hands, and shrank back.

Guiche slashed through the air, and then Yatian's hands quickly stretched out again, clenched the samurai sword that had not yet started to fall, the light of the sword was suddenly retracted, and then slashed straight at Fujiwara Xingkong's neck.

From stillness to movement, from a state of extreme movement to suddenly retracting the knife, and then slashing out with all its strength, clean and neat, without any sloppiness.Fujiwara Xingkong was still sideways at this time, shrunk his shoulders, lowered his head, and swung the blade flatly from the back of his head.

Before he even raised his head, the knife struck him from left to right, and a long wound was drawn from his left shoulder to his chest.

Fujiwara Xingkong just frowned, and then slashed over with a knife.

The impact sent out sparks in the air, and the rhythm accelerated infinitely. The sound of the blades colliding strongly reached the ears, just like a magnificent symphony.

With the passage of time, the anxious battle gradually tilted towards the stronger side.

The samurai sword in Yatengu's hand continued to hit from all directions like a gust of wind and rain. Fujiwara Xingkong could only grit his teeth and defend desperately.

Through his eyes, one can see that his heart is still resolute, not only has he not wavered in the slightest, but even reveals a strong sense of cruelty.

However, his movements became slower and slower, especially his hands were extremely numb. Obviously, the movement ability of the arm muscles was greatly reduced in the process of continuous fighting.

Yukino Risa saw everything and was very anxious, but she couldn't help anything.

According to the Nine Branch Archives, Yatengu's peak spiritual power exceeds 3, making him one of the most powerful beings in the world. Under full attack, it can even produce the explosive power of a careful nuclear bomb.

This kind of strength is far from what the current Fujiwara Xingkong can compete with.

When one foot was on a rotten board, there was a "click", and Fujiwara Xingkong's foot sank into the collapsed house.

At this moment, sharp pain penetrated his body.

The bright point of the knife pierced the blade, pierced the back, nailed to the wall, dripping blood...

Fujiwara Xingkong turned his gaze with difficulty, looking for her figure.

Yukino Risa squinted her eyes halfway, and gave him her signature squinting smile.

Tears gradually blurred his vision.

He has come, he has fought.

It's just that such a script is too cruel, too cruel.

No matter how strong the will is, after all, it can't overcome the magic barrier built by physical pain.

Even though, he still has the courage to fly into a flame.

Even though, he still has the pride to fly across the sea.

But the beauty of turning a cocoon into a butterfly may be gone.

From a boy to a man, the years seem to change everything quietly, but only the tears are still stuck in place.

Unbiased, ignoring the cycle of time.

Shino Tsuchimikado sighed inwardly as she watched Yatengu rushing towards her.

There are still 2 minutes left, tonight, are you going to fail?
The sad atmosphere seems to have gained weight, pressing down in this valley, and it is quiet.

In despairing silence.

There was a sound of heaven.

"na"

"am I pretty?"

　I coded a big chapter all day. There is one more chapter, this plot can be turned over, let’s see if I can try to code it out tonight.The next episode is a more daily candy-making episode, and if I write such a heavy one, I'm going to go crazy myself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)