Although he didn't reach the level of being able to teach Toudou Touhua anything, they still exchanged some experiences in swordsmanship. I believe that after learning the breathing of thunder, Dongtang Daohua’s strength will be improved to a higher level. As for the other members of the student union, they did not learn the breathing method so quickly. The threshold for breathing techniques is very low, but not everyone can master it in such a short time. As sword cutters, they have very strong physical fitness, so it won't take long for them to master it. "That is?" Shirou Emiya, who was walking on the road, saw in front of him a few young men in strange clothes, walking in a very dandy manner, swaying their bodies as they walked towards a small path on the side. All of them were wearing red school uniform-like clothes, and their eyes were full of arrogance. Just from their temperament, we can tell that these people may have very bad personalities. If you want to know why, it's because all the bad guys that Shirou Emiya dealt with in Fuyuki City had this kind of temperament.
And this temperament is also emerging in those young people. They gathered around a man with orange hair and glasses, and walked deeper into the trail with laughter. It was already dusk and the whole forest was already a little dark. It was time to go there. It doesn't look like it's going to do anything good. “Although I don’t know what they are going to do, it’s better to go and take a look.” Bad behavior usually brings misfortune and suffering to others. Although Shirou Emiya didn't know what they were planning to do, since he saw it, he couldn't just ignore it. At least, at least we need to confirm what these bad guys are planning to do by going deep into the jungle. Moreover, the school uniform of Pojun Academy is not such a bright red color, so it may be from other academies. With this thought in mind, a set of armor covered Shirou Emiya's body, and he gradually disappeared in the air and blended into the entire background. The haunted one has the ability to become invisible. Although there are not many opportunities to use it, the ability to be invisible when tracking things like this is still very good. In addition, with Shirou Emiya's extremely sharp eyes, he doesn't even need to follow those bad boys, he can just observe them from a distance. "Is that a dojo?" By the time these people arrived at their destination, the sky had already darkened. In Shirou Emiya's sight, the orange-haired young man in a red school uniform who was leading the group kicked the dojo sign hanging on the door to pieces. And yelling something loudly. All the people in the dojo who heard the noise ran out, looked at the scene in front of them, and quickly raised the wooden swords in their hands, pointing them at the orange-haired young man who was in the lead. Faced with so many people, the young man did not retreat at all. He rushed forward quickly and snatched the wooden sword from one of the apprentices.
In just a moment, all the apprentices who surrounded him fell to the ground in pain, while the bad guys behind the young man were holding their stomachs and laughing loudly. "Are you going to challenge me?" Shirou Emiya slowly walked to the entrance of the dojo. He revealed his figure, and a red cloak appeared in Emiya Shirou's hand. Shirou Emiya placed all those who had fallen to the ground aside and covered them with red cloaks. This is the holy relic made by Joan of Arc, which has a restorative effect. I believe it won't take long for the injuries on these people to recover. After all, they only suffered minor injuries. "drink!" "tower!" Shouting and banging sounds were heard inside the room. It seemed that the young man had come into conflict with the owner of this dojo. Shirou Emiya frowned. Under the effect of the holy remains, those who had fallen and fainted quickly recovered.
Chapter 318 Swordsman Killer "I absolutely do not believe that Mr. Ayatsuji, the Last Samurai, would be defeated by someone like you." Standing in front of the orange-haired young man was a sturdy man with a flat head who looked extremely strong. He gripped the wooden sword tightly in his hand, his eyes revealing anger and panic that he himself was not aware of. "I haven't been here for such a long time. I didn't expect that someone would want to rebuild this dojo. They really have a stubborn character. The era of swordsmen has long passed!" Standing next to the orange-haired young man, the bad boys looked at the flat-headed burly man with great disdain, their eyes full of contempt. "What the [Last Samurai] is is nothing but a waste!" "You are absolutely not allowed to talk about Mr. Ayatsuji like that!!" He was furious and swung the wooden sword in his hand towards his head. "call out--!" At the moment when the young man raised the wooden sword to block, the wooden sword in the strong man's hand changed, and it changed direction in an instant, bypassing the wooden sword and slashing directly at his neck. "Humph! This is Mr. Ayatsuji's sword technique. There's no way you can react to it—" "clang--!" The crisp sound of collision suddenly rose in the air. How can it be! The sturdy man's eyes widened, this was the last thing he thought of at the moment he fainted.
The next second, a powerful force exploded from his abdomen. The wooden sword in the orange-haired young man's hand, after blocking the slash of the strong man, quickly hit back and hit his abdomen. The severe pain made him faint and fall to the ground. "Throw it away! It's boring. I thought the daughter of the Last Samurai could give me a little surprise as a sword cutter, but it seems that she hasn't returned to this dojo in the past two years." He felt extremely bored, these people couldn't even warm him up. He just threw the wooden sword in his hand aside, tilted his head, looked at her with great contempt, and stretched out a hand. "Orochimaru!" As he finished his words, a snake bone sword appeared in his hand. The entire sword body was like a snake bone, divided into several sections, and each section had a serrated blade similar to snake teeth. "It's a shame to destroy this place again, but we're operating near Pojun Academy now, so we can't be without a place to stay, right?" He grinned, and the snake-bone sword, like a giant snake, wreaked havoc around him. “Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!” A series of collision sounds rang out from the air, and wood chips mixed with metal sparks exploded in the air. The figure of Shirou Emiya, wearing armor, gradually appeared from the air. And what he held in his hand was the wooden sword thrown by the orange-haired young man. "That's enough! There's no point in destroying other people's dojo like this!" Shirou Emiya took off his armor, stood in front of him, holding the wooden sword tightly, and stared at him intently. Previously, this group of young men had their backs to him, and he had never looked them in the eye. This young man with orange hair had eyes as sharp as a hungry wolf. Although his clothes were in disarray, with the skull tattoo on his chest, he exuded an extremely uncomfortable aura. "Oh? Interesting? Someone from Pojun Academy?" He grinned, stopped the attack of his weapon, and looked at Shirou Emiya who suddenly appeared with interest. He could feel that the red-haired man in front of him must be a swordsman. If he was a swordsman, he had to defeat him. Otherwise, wouldn't it be unworthy of my title [Swordsman Killer]? Although Shirou Emiya was wearing a black night hat on the outside, he was wearing the uniform of Pogun Academy under the cloak. Basically, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Shirou Emiya was from Pogun Academy. Of course, other people can also see that these delinquents are from Tanlang Academy. Only people like Emiya Shirou who know nothing don't know where they are from. "Hey! What's your name? He stuck the snake bone sword in his hand into the ground and asked Emiya Shirou. He didn't care why Emiya Shirou appeared here. Anyway, it was enough for him to enjoy the battle. The sense of crisis that Emiya Shirou conveyed to him deeply attracted him. "Emiya Shirou!" Emiya Shirou answered his question politely.
"I'm Kurashiki Kurato from Tanlang Academy. Hey! Take out your inherent spiritual equipment and let's fight here. If you win, I won't come back to this dojo!" Kurashiki Kōto licked his lips and smiled slightly, revealing his jagged mouth. He was eager for a battle, a battle that would crush the enemy to pieces. "No! I can still defeat you with this wooden sword!" Shirou Emiya tightly grasped the wooden sword in his hand, and magical lines appeared on it one after another. It was a strengthening magic that he had not used for a long time. "You bastard! Do you look down on me?!!!" Hearing what Emiya Shirou said, Kurashiki Kōto instantly became furious, and the snake bone sword in his hand became extremely violent, surging around his body. "You will pay for what you said!" As soon as he finished speaking, a whistling sound came from in front of Emiya Shirou, and it was a silver sword light. As soon as the battle started, Kurashiki Kōto immediately shortened the distance. In a state of extreme anger, his aura surged at an extremely terrifying speed. "Crack! Crack! Crack!" Magical power surged through his body, and the floor began to crack as he approached. "Qiang——!" The wooden sword in Shirou Emiya's hand steadily deflected Kurashiki Kōto's sudden attack. But his attack was clearly not over. At this time, Kurashiki Kōto opened his mouth and kept waving the weapon in his hand towards Emiya Shirou. This kind of slashing without any regular pattern might be more like a smash than a chop. It was just like Kurashiki Kōto didn't know how to use any swordsmanship, there was no rules, no skills, it was just simple and rough like a wild beast, roaring and growling, attacking towards Emiya Shirou's position like a torrential rain. "Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang!" Almost countless afterimages exploded in front of Emiya Shirou; the sounds of collision, flying wood chips, and exploding sparks filled the entire dojo at this moment. The wooden blade and the knife blade collided heavily, causing the impact energy to vibrate from the collision point, rubbing against the air and instantly disturbing the surroundings. Chapter 319: The Clash of Talent and Experience In the dojo, the sound of weapons colliding was so intense that sparks kept bursting, and it looked extremely gorgeous. Under such a violent attack, Shirou Emiya's defense was impenetrable and no slash could break through it. But Shirou Emiya is not just good at defense. "flaw!" Seizing the opportunity, he gripped the wooden sword tightly in his hand and stabbed straight into Kurashiki Kōto's chest, which was wide open due to the wanton attack. "Qiang——!" The snake bone sword suddenly turned straight and appeared in front of his chest, blocking Shirou Emiya's attack.
Shirou Emiya frowned slightly, but did not stop the movements of his hands. Only a thunderous sound could be heard, and Emiya Shirou's figure changed, and the wooden blade in his hand appeared at the side of Kurashiki Kurato without him noticing. The snake bone sword in Kurashiki Kōto's hand was right in front of him at this moment. With a normal person's reaction speed, there was no way for him to react when Shirou Emiya swung the sword. Even Toudou Touka could not react at this moment, but due to her powerful sword-swinging speed, even if she reacted when Emiya Shirou was about to chop Toudou Touka's neck, she could still resist.