My Gang of Swordsmen

Chapter 571: Chapter 185: Eternal Talent... Shining Bright!

The Scythe Weasel didn’t want to encounter such troublesome matters.

After thinking it over... it’s better to kill these two! It’s easier and saves time!

”Although I have no grievances with you two...” the Scythe Weasel’s tone was devoid of joy or sorrow, ”but who can blame your rotten luck.”

As soon as the words were spoken...

Bang!

A massive stomping sound exploded!

The Scythe Weasel leaped towards Aoto and Mukiwa without a running start, using gravity to bring the sword raised high overhead crashing down.

There was no time or room to ponder who this guy actually was... Aoto quickly sidestepped to the left, leaving the spot where he was standing, and Mukiwa also dodged in a similar direction with Aoto.

Having missed his strike, the Scythe Weasel landed steadily on his feet, swiftly changing his posture and direction, and pounced at Aoto and Mukiwa again.

Appearing suddenly and chopping at them without a word... this guy was wrapped in a mist that made Aoto feel confused.

The only thing Aoto was certain about this guy was that he was an extremely dangerous adversary here for trouble!

Aoto clicked his tongue, then gritted his teeth, enduring discomfort across his body, as he raised his sword to meet the Scythe Weasel.

Rescuing Sazanoko, battling alone against 67 Anti-foreigner Group members, and the showdown with Shinno—Aoto had engaged in three fierce death matches tonight.

Aoto’s current physical state, in a word: already nearly at the limit!

All parts of his body... especially his right arm and left leg, were now beginning to spasm uncontrollably, forcing Aoto to switch to holding the sword with his left hand.

Physical energy was nearly depleted, and his breath was long in disarray.

However, no matter the pain his body felt, Aoto could only grit his teeth and push forward.

The enemy ahead was clearly not going to hold back just because Aoto’s physical state was terribly poor!

Aoto sidestepped as he dodged a Kasaya Slash from the Scythe Weasel and immediately counterattacked from a middle rank, sweeping his sword across the Scythe Weasel’s chest, but the Scythe Weasel easily dodged it.

Just then, Mukiwa charged from Aoto’s rear flank! Her vermillion robe fluttered as her right leg, like a whip, struck at the Scythe Weasel’s lower body.

Mukiwa’s kick was filled with ample power and momentum, making it hard to doubt it could easily break human bones.

But no matter how powerful the attack, missing the enemy would render it moot.

The Scythe Weasel casually stepped to the right, easily neutralizing Mukiwa’s move.

In a swift motion, Mukiwa retracted her missed kick with refined technique, then persistently stepped forward, pressuring the Scythe Weasel, forming a fist stance, and punching towards the Scythe Weasel’s face.

No need for more inquiry, just one glance at Aoto’s complexion and his uncoordinated spasming limbs, it was clear his physical state was extremely poor.

Forcing Aoto in this state to fight someone as strong as the Scythe Weasel... it’s too taxing, too hazardous.

To lessen Aoto’s burden as much as possible, Mukiwa adopted a highly aggressive approach, aiming to assist Aoto in defeating the formidable enemy before them to the fullest extent.

Based on the strength the Scythe Weasel previously demonstrated... Mukiwa knew full well that even working together with Aoto, it would be tough to win against the Scythe Weasel... but she didn’t expect the actual situation to be significantly worse than she anticipated!

The Scythe Weasel was much stronger than she had anticipated!

In terms of overall strength... the Scythe Weasel was significantly superior to Shinno! And far superior!

Swoosh—! Swoosh—! Swoosh—! Swoosh—!

The sound of blades slicing through air resonated continuously.

The Scythe Weasel’s movements were extremely agile; not only was his body technique fast, but his sword swings were equally swift!

His ultra-fast slashes kept slicing through the air, producing harshly grating wind-breaking sounds.

This space was completely under his control with both his sword and feet.

No matter how Aoto and Mukiwa attacked, whether together, from the side, or front and rear pincer, they were effortlessly blocked or evaded by him.

In contrast to Aoto and Mukiwa... Mukiwa’s stamina and muscle strength were still ample, allowing her to barely dodge the Scythe Weasel’s attacks.

As for the nearly unstable Aoto... his eyes could still keep pace with the Scythe Weasel’s sword speed, his body could not.

The system deemed the Scythe Weasel far stronger than Aoto at this moment, so when the battle started, both the ”Lone Brave” and ”Gathering Spirit” talents activated.

But it was no use... his body didn’t have the strength to dodge or swing the sword anymore.

Every strike from the Scythe Weasel, he defended against and dodged with great difficulty.

Simply evading would exhaust your already limited stamina. Hence, no matter the pain, no matter how his body protested, Aoto gritted his teeth and endured, never missing a chance to counterattack.

After dodging another attack from the Scythe Weasel, Aoto adopted his favorite pose: the Kasumi Stance, with the sword tip pointed at the Scythe Weasel’s chest, unleashing the Natural Reasoning Heart Stream’s thrusting skill: the Unconscious Sword.

Aoto was consciously employing thrusts now.

Compared to slashing, thrusting made it easier to exert force and channel all energy into the sword tip, which suited Aoto now at his physical limit.

”You look like you’re struggling, can you still hold your sword?”

The Scythe Weasel saw through Aoto’s physical condition and smirked, his words delivered in a teasing tone, laced with mocking.