Flying Kamihara was like a swordsman surrounded by swords. He opened his swords and carefully observed his surroundings.
It seemed like a monster would charge out of the shadows at any moment. The smell of disinfectant and medicine filled the entire second floor. There were all sorts of equipment that had been knocked over by people who had tried to escape.
The sighs of those who couldn't escape in time came from the doors of the rooms. The unlucky people who couldn't escape were all lying on the hospital beds. Flying Kamihara's eyes couldn't see clearly in the distance. He could only use his supernatural senses to determine the existence of pitiful Takahashi.
After putting on a show on television, Flying Kamihara didn't idle around. He and the good-tempered Defense Minister had experimented with each other. As long as they were close enough, two supernatural existences would faintly sense each other, just like two weak magnets that were attracted to each other.
Even Kamihara didn't know the principle behind this strange connection.
Unfortunately for Takahashi, he did not manage to escape. Otherwise, the supernatural police outside would have sent a warning. Moreover, in the quiet hallway, Soaring God of Origin also felt a deep sense of malice. As long as he let his guard down, the danger in the dark would instantly attack him.
Was this what it felt like to be on the verge of death?
Pitiful Takahashi was indeed a terrifying enemy.
However, the wind started to blow in the corridor!
"Here?"
Flying Kamihara slashed with his left sword as he listened to the wind. A flying ink bird was instantly cut in half.
Black ink splashed towards him. The cautious Flying Kamihara quickly danced with his sword as if a gale was covering his body. The splashing ink was instantly knocked away.
Slashing, flicking, slashing, and stabbing were the basics of swordsmen. However, only one person could do what Flying Kamihara did!
"Then … the right!"
Flying Kamihara didn't even turn around as he held his sword horizontally in his right hand.
Flying Kamihara's sword stabbed into the tiger's eye as it roared out of the shadows. Even though the sword was one meter long, it wasn't able to pierce through the tiger.
"Sword energy!"
The sword energy suddenly expanded and pierced through the tiger's forehead. The tiger's tail came out!
The tiger died from being pierced through!
"Stop hiding!
Fight me head-on. "
Although he said that, Flying Kamihara's brain was seriously thinking about the use of the pistol. Could he use the pistol to launch a fatal surprise attack on Takahashi in battle?
Such a simple provocation seemed to have angered Takahashi. The Dark Angel suddenly appeared in the corridor on the left!
Flying Divine Origin reflexively raised his sword and charged forward, but …
"No, I can't move."
Flying Kamihara's professional smile froze on his face. His smile and his ability to remain calm in the face of danger were his greatest strengths. This would give his opponents a psychological shock.
However, there was a limit to how calm one could be in this level. If one woke up in the middle of the night, they would be scared half to death by the ghost pressing down on them, not to mention suddenly losing control of their body in battle.
His mind was disconnected from his body, and he couldn't move at all. It was all because of the Black Angel!
How did the black angel have such an ability?
"How … did you do it …"
Under the illumination of the sunlight outside the window, Flying Kamihara widened his eyes in surprise as he stared at Takahashi's pitiful, elongated shadow.
Even if he hadn't studied art or optics, Flying Kamihara knew that it was impossible for a normal shadow to be this long!
Takahashi's poor shadow was connected to him, like a rope or spider silk.
"Is that … shadow …"
Takahashi didn't answer Flying Kamihara's question. This wasn't a movie, so he had to explain his abilities to the audience.
Since the system was one level higher than his, Takahashi's shadow was only level two, which was equivalent to the power of a chuunin.
Using a chuunin's shadow to restrain Flying Kamihara was a huge test for Takahashi.
Takahashi's body trembled slightly as he shook off the katana in Kamihara's hands.
"I can … do … the same action."
* Clang! *
The expensive katana smashed onto the ground with a sound that would make any collector's heart ache. Each katana was worth millions or even tens of millions.
"Disarm … me …" Apart from his eyeballs, the only thing that Flying Kamihara could use was his mouth.
His information was wrong. Takahashi's pitiful trump card was his shadow!
It was a trump card that allowed others to imitate him.
Unlike an open space outdoors, a narrow room with many obstacles would be the most advantageous for Takahashi.
How could he possibly deal with such an enemy?
If there were two people — yes, if there were two supernatural beings attacking him together, Takahashi's pitiful shadow technique would be useless.
Or, if there were no simple attacks, Takahashi wouldn't even have a chance to use his abilities.
It was too late to say anything now. A single mistake in battle could be fatal.
"Spear!" Takahashi raised his right hand. Flying Kamihara did the same thing.
Thousands of white papers appeared out of nowhere in the hallway. They spiraled around Takahashi.
The difference was that Takahashi was holding the spear of Paper Dance in his hand, while Flying Kamihara's hand was empty.
The spear formed by the paper was frighteningly white. Flying Kamihara couldn't help but recall Bone Girl's attack in his information.
It was the same white color, and it was just as terrifying.
With just one attack, Flying Kamihara would immediately die here!
"Repent in death."
Takahashi calmly said this as he spun the spear in his hand. The flying white papers seemed like a planetary belt around a planet.
"Hiss!"
The spear caused a strong gust of wind to blow away the glass window that was stuck in the wall!
Just as the spear was about to collide with Flying Kamihara's spear, a smile appeared on Kamihara's face.
"Amazing."
A powerful force suddenly exploded from Kamihara's body. The shadow technique that was already difficult to maintain was instantly cut off!
Shadow Child Technique wasn't omnipotent. It was just like how a Genin couldn't use shadow techniques to bind a powerful Spiritual Beast (?).
"Divine Sword, allow me to admire your power!"
Takahashi's pitiful eyes immediately turned to Single Magatama Sharingan. In her eyes, Flying Kamihara's divine power was increasing exponentially as if it was exploding!
If Flying Kamihara's divine power was a stream before, then it was now a pool of water.
"Slash!"
Kamihara took out the hilt of his Demon Sword. Sword energy materialized.
He drew his sword in an incredibly beautiful manner.
He sliced through the water with his sword.
He sliced the spear that was flying at him into eight pieces without any resistance!
Takahashi's pitiful body transformed into paper. The situation wasn't right.
"I won't lie to you this time …" Flying Kamihara slightly curled up as if he was hugging the scabbard of a sword. "Taste my ultimate attack."
A heavy murderous intent locked onto Takahashi.
A level 4 swordsmanship was basically the highest level in the original story. In terms of pure swordsmanship, he wouldn't be any weaker than White Fang and the others.
However, a ninja's swordsmanship relied more on teleportation techniques and illusions. If he faced a ninja at White Fang's level who relied on numbers, Flying Kamihara would definitely lose.
Of course, his pure swordsmanship was still far inferior to the three ships that had already reached the peak.
"Ultimate technique: Kamihara's Chaotic Dance."
Flying Kamihara transformed most of his physical strength into sword energy as he suddenly released power from his Demon Sword!
Ten slashes, one hundred slashes, one thousand slashes!
Fatal sword energy shot out in all directions. All the concrete and steel bars in front of him were instantly sliced apart. There were no blind spots at all as the sword energy extended for seven to eight meters!
A thousand-petal lotus bloomed!