Chapter 195: Battle Of Shiki

Chapter 195: Battle Of Shiki

Swish, swish. Two sounds echoed as two figures, one black and one white, intertwined.

Clang, clang. Clear sounds resonated as the two flashes collided and rebounded, instantly separating and leaving behind a trail of scorching sparks in the air.

The two flashes emanated from two short knives.

One was a spring-loaded knife with a dark-colored matte handle, bearing a peculiar emblem engraved on the hilt.

The other was a tactical straight knife resembling military-issue equipment, with a black handle adorned with a pair of yin-yang symbols.

The two knives, similar in length and blade style, glided through the air, creating two breathtaking arcs in silence before colliding once again.

The straight knife sliced at an acute angle, only to be met with a counter from the spring-loaded knife at the same angle.

Clang, another light ring resounded.

This time, the two short knives didn't separate but reached a stalemate.

The owner of the straight knife, an elegant young girl dressed in a blue Taoist robe, licked her lips, an excited smile forming at the corner of her mouth. "No, no, this won't do, Shiki. Your strength shouldn't be limited to this extent."

The owner of the spring-loaded knife, a delicate-faced young boy dressed in a black tracksuit, wore a pained expression. "Sis, this is my limit."

"Don't lie."

Shiki Ryougi exerted force with her right hand, and the two intersecting knives in a cross shape drew closer to Shiki Tohno's face.

"I can sense it. Your blood, your potential, far exceeds this."

"Even if you say that..." Tohno's face flushed, sweat forming on his forehead and cheeks. He genuinely didn't appear to be hiding anything.

"Oh? It seems you still haven't realized your power. Allow me to bring it out," Shiki declared.

With a swift kick, Shiki struck Tohno in the stomach, sending him flying several meters away.

As Tohno climbed up from the ground, he witnessed an indescribable mysterious radiance overflowing from Shiki's eyes—the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception awakened.

"Sis, this—"

Not giving Tohno a chance to continue speaking, Shiki scolded loudly, "Don't be so wishy-washy. Take off your glasses and look at me! Can you accept this world? Don't tell me you can't?"

Whether it was sensing Shiki's determination or being stirred by the fiery blood within himself, Tohno took off his "Mystic Eye Killer" glasses and handed them to Mikiya, who was standing nearby, keeping watch.

My brain feels like it's on fire.

My cerebral fluid is heating up as if it's about to burst out.

My breath burns as if it's searing through my lungs.

The deaths in the surrounding world, just like breathing, are strange, frequent, and natural.

But it doesn't matter. The condition of my body is unexpectedly good.

My stiff right-hand moves freely, and my rigid footsteps become agile. The spring-loaded knife held in my dominant hand switches to my other hand.

The seriousness on my face dissipates without me realizing it, replaced by genuine pleasure. The smile on my lips mirrors Sis.

I am enjoying this process of killing.

"You finally understand, Shiki!"

Once again, Tohno step past, and Shiki lets out a laughter filled with murderous intent.

"Slaughter, death, you and I, come on, continue to unleash, continue to burn. Only then can you see your true self."

A misstep, a twist, a feint—three movements seamlessly combined.

In just a second, just a single second, Tohno, like a nimble spirit, crosses a distance of three meters and appears behind Shiki, aiming the knife at her "deathline" on her back.

However, this unexpected deadly strike is evaded by Shiki in an even more unbelievable manner.

In the split second before the straight knife descends, Shiki's movement speed suddenly increases, surpassing even Tohno. In that moment, her speed truly breaks through the limits of the human body.

With that speed, Shiki transforms into a phantom, instantly escaping from under Tohno's knife and reappearing above him in the next instant, the blade aimed at his throat.

This strike doesn't target any specific "deathline," but its effect is no different from one. The throat is a human's vital point, and once it's severed, death follows.

Tohno raises his head, and the radiance in his eyes is exceptionally splendid. Even more resplendent than his eyes is the gleam of his blade.

The knife moves lightly, its brilliance shining brilliantly, then disappears in a flash.

Life and death hang by a thread.

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