"Are you ready, little girls?"
Casually holding his inherent spirit garment, the Magic Flute, in his hand, Nango Torajiro's movements were very relaxed, and he didn't look like he was about to fight at all.
But any Blazer who saw this scene would have no objections, because this old man was named Nango Torajiro, and his opponents were just two unknown girls.
Test the strength of these two girls a little.
This was Nango Torajiro's thought. Since Jingliu and Skirk's answer just now was practicing swordsmanship and becoming stronger, they should be Magic Knights, right?
The higher the level of a Blazer, the more they could judge the other person by their sword.
Over the decades, Nango Torajiro had also seen many different kinds of people, and this method was infallible.
So, if he wanted to understand these two "cold" girls as quickly as possible, the best way was to look at their swords!
"tánhuá sword."
"azure radiance."
Responding to Torajiro were the sounds of Jingliu and Skirk summoning their twin swords; appearing at the same time was also the sound of all things freezing.
Click, click, click—!
The cold air followed Jingliu's feet and quickly spread to Torajiro's side, yet the old man just took a look and shattered the surrounding ice with one foot.
Clearly, this level of attack could not threaten him at all.
But for Jingliu, this bit of cold air was just a byproduct of her preparation to attack, and it was not worth mentioning at all...
"I heard from Nene that you seem to possess good strength?"
"Why, are you not planning to use it in front of this old man?"
As the words fell, gusts of wind swirled around Torajiro, and a sense of oppression immediately pressed toward the two girls.
Seemingly to induce the power of Jingliu and Skirk, Nango Torajiro's smiling posture completely disappeared, replaced by the oppression of a superior over a subordinate, and even a hint of killing intent!
Having been a teacher for many years, Torajiro knew very well that if one wanted to truly stimulate the other's potential, the best way was to experience a life-and-death crisis!
So he looked at the two girls in front of him who were nearly seventy years younger than him and spoke in a majestic voice...
"Don't worry, use your abilities!"
"As long as you can make me move one step, you win..."
"After all, I am the'Strongest in Japan'!"
This was a fact.
As the first Demon Lord of the Far East, Nango Torajiro had a very high status, and even one of his disciples became a Demon Lord.
Don't look at how old and decrepit he was, but in terms of artistic conception, Torajiro had never stopped his progress.
And from the conversation just now, Torajiro confirmed one thing...
Whether it was Jingliu or Skirk, they were the same kind of people as him!
There was obsession in their eyes, and it was this obsession that drove them to become stronger!
So he was exceptionally looking forward to the performance of the two girls; if the other party really performed well... he wouldn't mind helping these two girls obtain what they deserved.
For example, an identity to operate normally here...
In modern technological society, identification documents are extremely important. Without them, one is an undocumented resident, finding it difficult to move even a single step within society.
There was no doubt that Jingliu and Skirk were undocumented residents in the Far East!
"Begin."
The old man's voice reached the girls' ears in the next instant, and at that very moment, Jingliu moved.
With a slight exertion from her toes, the frost-cold woman charged straight at Torajiro like a fired cannonball.
A direct confrontation?
Torajiro narrowed his eyes. Just as he had said before, he didn't make any attempt to dodge. Instead, he held his Device, the magic flute, and prepared for a head-on clash with the sword called [Ephemeral Sword] in his opponent's hand.
However, Jingliu's frontal charge wasn't just an attack; she also used her body to shield Skirk, creating a perfect opportunity for her partner's next move.
"A contest of strength?"
"While I'm not the type to specialize in power, my physical fitness isn't something an ordinary Blazer can compare to. You... what is with this strength?"
Before he could finish his sentence, Torajiro's expression changed, because he could feel the immense force transmitting through the magic flute!
She was actually suppressing him with raw power?
Magic Knights have their own areas of expertise. While older Magic Knights have the advantage of time spent training, it doesn't necessarily mean an older Magic Knight will be stronger in terms of raw power than a younger one.
The world always produces freaks with innate supernatural abilities, possessing talent far beyond the reach of ordinary people. With just a little effort, they far surpass others tenfold!
Although Torajiro was over ninety years old and his physical condition had declined significantly, no matter how much it declined, he was still the first Desperado of the Far East! Even without entering his Desperado state, he was still stronger than anyone else!
Aside from those with extraordinary innate talent, only fellow Blazers who were also Desperados could suppress him in terms of strength.
The girl before him was suppressing a Desperado like him through sheer physical fitness alone, without even displaying any swordsmanship—relying purely on brute force!
"What kind of physical constitution is this? How did you train it?"
Abundance Power!
If she weren't roleplaying as Jingliu, she really would have wanted to answer with those two words. Unfortunately, Jingliu harbored a bone-deep hatred for the Abundance, to the point where she might even become a Lord of Destruction to destroy it!
So, Jingliu gave no answer to Torajiro's inquiry. Instead, the crimson in her eyes grew more vivid, and a wicked smile even touched the corners of her mouth.
"Hahahaha—!"
One second she was a frost beauty, and the next she had become a complete madwoman. The force suppressing the magic flute grew stronger and stronger, even causing Torajiro to grit his teeth.
It was a good thing no one from the Xianzhou saw this posture, otherwise they would likely have shouted the words 'Mara-Struck' at the top of their lungs.
Of course, this was just roleplaying...
If a sword champion of the Xianzhou truly went mad here, the surrounding ten thousand miles would likely be washed in blood!
Not good!
Torajiro, who had originally intended to put on an act in front of the young girls and establish his great image, now appeared somewhat pathetic.
Because the power gap was too large, Torajiro was forced to be the first to use his Blaze Sword Secret Technique...
Soft sound waves emanated from the magic flute. Using the technique of overcoming hardness with softness, Torajiro diverted the direction of the Ephemeral Sword's attack and simultaneously cut off the signals released by the opponent's brain.
Generally speaking, anyone hit by this move would become like a vegetable—able to think, but unable to move.
Since humans use the brain to send commands to the body, Torajiro's sound waves could forcibly interrupt these commands, leaving the victim's body unable to move, causing them to naturally lose strength and collapse.
But then, something even more unexpected happened...
Even though the brain's commands had been severed and the signals couldn't reach the torso or limbs, why...
"Why can your body still move?"
Was there even a need to ask? There was only one answer...
Abundance Power!
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