The projected brilliant and shining king sword could not withstand her attack and shattered. Emiya Shirou gritted his teeth and suddenly turned to the side. "call out----!" With a piercing scream, Edwards's slash cut across Emiya Shirou's face like a steel knife. The terrifying blow split the atmosphere and stirred up turbulence, and wherever it passed, the hard floor was cut like paper under the trembling air, turning into a thrilling knife mark, causing gravel to fly and sand to fill the air. With Edwards at the center, the entire street in front of her shattered as if an earthquake had occurred. "Am I really a swordsman?" Esdeath mastered the Breathing of Ice on her own, Shirou Emiya has only mastered the basics of Arthur's sword skills so far, Shana learned it almost just by listening to her description, and Ikki Kurogane copied it just by taking a look. What they learned was not just a simple breathing method, but also the force-generating technique which they mastered in a very short time. Chapter 337: This Body is Made of Sword
As for myself, it took me almost a month to learn the Breathing of the Wind after I was able to project. It was with Mr. Purgatory's guidance that I finally understood my own breathing method. The sword moves used now are more for the convenience of combat, and they are not like those of real swordsmen who have their own special schools. If there really is a school of thought, Shirou Emiya can only be called the battlefield style. If I am not a swordsman, why, why can I cheat and obtain the sword skills of those people like this. What am I? "clang----!" The sword in Shirou Emiya's hand was knocked away again, spinning in the air and piercing into the ground beside him. The white slash passed in front of him, and a long and wide knife mark appeared on Shirou Emiya's chest. Blood spilled everywhere. Shirou Emiya covered his chest and retreated backwards with difficulty. At this moment, the entire battlefield was like a sword tomb. The entire street was in ruins, and all kinds of swords were scattered on the ground. He has already used all the fighting skills he can. Even with all his skills, Shirou Emiya could hardly hurt Edwards. As the world's strongest swordsman, Edwards' strength is well deserved! That was a gap that was difficult for Emiya Shirou to cross. High in the sky, a white full moon hung on the horizon, and under the full moon was Edwards with a cold face. Time passed quickly, and during the time the two men fought, dusk had quietly passed. Emiya Shirou was the first student who could hold out against Edwards for ten minutes.
"cough--!" Blood flowed from the corner of Shirou Emiya's mouth. He tightly grasped the reverse blade in his hand, inserted it into the ground, and slowly adjusted his breathing which had become a little disordered due to the battle. "I am not a swordsman——!" I have never had the heart of a swordsman, the way of a swordsman. I will not be discouraged by my shortcomings in kendo, nor will I feel superior because of my victories in kendo. I swing the sword only because it can make me stronger. He didn't know why he swung the sword, he only knew that he fought so that more people could become happier. Shirou Emiya understood the meaning of his fighting, but he did not know the meaning of his swinging of the sword. "!" Emiya Shirou swung the reverse blade in his hand almost reflexively, slashing in front of him like a gust of wind. "call out----!" Before it was heard, the white slash once again collided with the greatsword in Shirou Emiya's hand. Under the red lightning, the air vibrated violently. Brilliant sparks also burst out from it. "boom------!" It seemed that a new round of fighting had broken out at Pojun Academy, and more violent explosions were heard from inside Pojun Academy. While Emiya was fighting fiercely with Edwards, the people who invaded Pojun Academy seemed to have found their target. They are the contestants from Pojun Academy participating in the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival. "careful----!" At the gate of Pojun Academy, Ikki Kurogane seemed to have noticed something and reminded Nagi Arisuin in front of him. But it was too late. More than ten silver swords pierced Arisuin Nagi, and he fell heavily to the ground. When the contestants of the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival saw this sudden situation, they all gasped and looked at the situation in front of them in confusion. "what happened?" In the space that was originally empty, there was suddenly some distortion. The invader who should have been defeated by them just now suddenly walked out from the transparent smoke without suffering any harm. “Trick Art. The artworks I draw are more lifelike than real people.” A woman in a nude apron spoke faintly. "Sarah Labradorelli" Kurogane Ikki slowly spoke out her name.
He did not know the woman in front of him, but among the powerful enemies challenged by Shirou Emiya, this woman was one of them. At this moment, appearing in front of everyone from Pojun Academy were the top Seven Star Sword Dance Festival contestants from the other six academies. They were all people who were defeated by Shirou Emiya. But at this time, he had no time to care about what was happening in Pojun Academy. "call out----!" The two swords in Edwards' hands turned into countless phantoms, and slashes came from all directions, covering Shirou Emiya. And in this case, The sharp sword energy coming from all directions forced Shirou Emiya to put on the second set of evil spirit entanglement again. Shirou Emiya knew very well that even if he put on the second set of Akuma, he would still be unable to defeat the enemy. He only wore the second set of Akuma to fight at the critical moment. "Clang, clang, clang, clang!" Amid the sounds of clashing swords, while Shirou Emiya's body was covered with wounds, one slash after another ruthlessly clashed with the greatsword in Emiya Shirou's hand, sending out sparks and generating a lot of energy. Shirou Emiya is not opposed to swords. On the contrary, I like it unexpectedly. Shirou Emiya recalled the feeling of forging his own weapon for the first time in the Empire. How addictive and joyful it is. Touching the blade of the weapon he forged, he felt the throbbing coming from his soul. Emiya Jishiro has a desire for swords from the bottom of his heart. Not only for forging swords, he also likes excellent swords. This was one of the reasons why, even though Shirou Emiya had a splitting headache, he still went to find Siegfried and projected his weapon. This is also one of the reasons why Shirou Emiya wants to analyze the inherent spiritual equipment of all the students in the seven academies in this world. It was also at this moment that Emiya Shirou's thoughts became clear. He felt as if something in his body had been opened. "Pfft!" With a sound like tearing cloth, Edwards left another scar on Shirou Emiya's body. "Clang, clang, clang, clang!" The two swords in Edwards' hands continued to slash at Shirou Emiya like phantoms, slashing at Shirou Emiya in an endless manner. The loud noises that shook the sky continued on the street, stirring up a cloud of dust. The two figures seemed to be two flashes of light, crossing each other and fighting with each other. "!"
An all-round slash like a moon, accompanied by a pure white lightsaber, suddenly appeared around Emiya Shirou. "boom----!" Emiya Shirou once again turned into a cannonball and fell to the ground. Just as Edwards was about to rush forward again, a faint sense of crisis surrounded his heart. It was a very plain sentence. "This body is made of sword——————!" Chapter 338: The World's Strongest Swordsman - Defeat Just like Democritus' atomic theory, the power of existence in Shana's world is the basic component of the world. Everything is supported by the force of existence. The enormous power of existence can produce extremely powerful distortions of the real world and can even engulf an entire city, causing it to disappear from the world. Although Shirou Emiya cannot mobilize the power of existence like the Fire Mist Warrior, no matter what existence it is, it will become different if it is infused with the power of existence as huge as a city. If Shirou Emiya was just an ordinary human in that world, then the simplest result would be to transform directly from a human into a torch. After all, the only existence that can carry the power of existence, besides the Red World Demon King and the Fire Mist Warrior, is the Torch. But Shirou Emiya has something special that no one else in this world has - magic power. Under such infusion and output, magic power was forcibly intertwined with the power of existence. Even though it was not known whether they could be compatible, they were forced to be compatible because of the situation at the time. This is why, after the incident with Emiya Shirou, he returned to Fuyuki City with such a strong magic that attracted the attention of all the magicians in the city. It is precisely because of the fusion of the power of existence and Shirou Emiya's magic that his mental world has become even more bizarre. At this moment, the terrain of the entire street seemed to begin to change, and the ground, which was supposed to be made of extremely hard material, began to change. Shirou Emiya's chanting did not pull the enemy into his inherent barrier. Instead, under the interference of the power of existence, the inherent barrier began to invade and replace the outside world with Shirou Emiya as the center. "pound--!" This is the sound of footsteps caused by people's feet hitting the ground heavily. The sound of footsteps was as loud as an exploding nuclear bomb, making the ground under heavy stomping seem to collapse, shattering into pieces and turning into rubble all over the sky. Shirou Emiya seemed to have transformed into real thunder, raising a violent storm and stirring up energy, and rushing towards Edwards' position with unspeakable terror. At the same time, the entire street seemed to be assimilated by something, or being replaced by something. In addition to the swords that had previously been scattered on the ground, more and more swords gradually appeared in the form of being inserted into the ground. Before Emiya Shirou jumped up, those swords were difficult to track with the naked eye. They rose from the ground at a speed several times faster than sound and shot towards Edwards' position. Dense sword arrows swarmed towards Edwards like wasps.
“Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!” The sound like hammering iron was constantly being aroused in the air, and a white figure was constantly circling in the air. The phantom-like swinging speed knocked away all the flying sword arrows.