Anime Crossover: My Cheat Code is Myself

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It's like when lightning strikes down from the sky, its speed so fast that the human eye can't even catch it.

However, it still leaves a lightning trail in the sky, like a tree branch.

This strange illusion will give the target a feeling of being cut in space and time, making it impossible for them to accurately judge Xia Yan's attack. By the time they realize what is happening, they have already been hit.

Without any feints, the sword's blade aimed directly at Kokushibo's neck.

In contrast, there was an overwhelming, exaggerated sword aura, like rain, that was so powerful that it was breathtaking!

The slashes are accompanied by irregular, small, crescent-shaped blades, the size and length of which constantly change!

"Breath of the Moon, Fifth Form: Lunar Calamity Vortex!"

Although Xia Yan's sword broke through one sword aura after another, even cutting them in two.

However, its power was gradually diminished, and it lost the ability to decapitate him.

However, Xia Yan never expected to be able to defeat Kokushibo in one move.

He was merely using this move to quickly cut inside Kokushibo's side, preventing him from creating distance and becoming a turret.

After all, once he got into the opponent's rhythm, the exaggerated range and frequency of the sword energy, coupled with the ghost's almost limitless energy, would make even him feel somewhat troubled.

Dang Dang Dang Dang——

Two weapons, both far exceeding normal lengths, collided.

Tang bamboo, kasaya slash, reverse kasaya, left pheasant, right pheasant, left cut upward, right cut upward, against the wind, sudden stab.

Xia Yan effortlessly mastered the basic movements of swordsmanship, transforming them into deadly techniques that others could not learn even after decades of arduous training.

Because the sword has two blades, his moves are even more exquisite, as unpredictable as a gazelle hanging its horns.

The rapid, high-frequency collisions created a series of crisp impact sounds.

And wounds kept appearing on Kokushibo's body!

Although it heals in less than a second, it is enough to show that Xia Yan has an overwhelming advantage in terms of swordsmanship alone!

"Damn it! You bastard!!"

Unable to maintain his usual imposing demeanor, Kokushibo let out an angry roar.

Clearly, whether in terms of strength or speed, he is superior in his second state.

However, due to the significant difference in swordsmanship, he was completely suppressed and unable to fight back, only able to barely defend his neck.

But the other party seemed to be handling it with ease!

This filled him with intense resentment and humiliation.

Gradually, the wounds started to heal slower than they could keep up with the speed at which they were slashed, and bloodstains even appeared on the neck due to the lack of timely defense!

However, because Xia Yan had complete control over the rhythm of the battle, the subtleties of the Moon Breathing sword technique could not be fully utilized!

There wasn't even a chance to unleash a complete sword technique!

Anxiety shot through my heart and straight to the top of my head; my life was threatened and my body stiffened with tension.

The feeling of the tranquility upon which he relied gradually crumbling filled Black Death Eyes with loathing, yet it also stirred a sense of nostalgia within him!

He thought he had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and seen the so-called transparent world!

But at this moment, Kokushibo truly understood what Xia Yan meant by saying "You are the challenger!"

Chapter 438 The Six-Eyed Black Shimizu is a Minion

"Huh!? What's wrong? What's wrong! Did you see the carousel?!"

Seeing that Kokushibo seemed a little absent-minded, Natsuhiko teased him while increasing the pressure on his hands.

"..."

Feeling the pressure mounting, Hei Shibo fell silent.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to that full moon night four hundred years ago!

Facing his decrepit younger brother, who had become a ghost but whose body was in peak condition, he was utterly powerless to fight back!

It couldn't even withstand a single sword strike.

If Yoriichi Tsugikuni gave him the feeling of a blazing sun in the sky, something he simply couldn't resist.

At this moment, Xia Yan felt as if he were being battered by a raging storm. Even with an umbrella to shield him, he could only take care of one side and not the other.

Even if you shield yourself from the rain, there will still be raindrops blown in your face by the wind and splashing onto the ground.

Only at this moment did he truly understand the meaning of "Storm"!

"Ha, what? Is this all there is to the so-called Upper Moon One?! You piece of trash!"

"Hahahaha, trash, trash! Six-eyed Kokushibo is just a trash!"

Xia Yan's lips curled up wildly, his eyes filled with mockery, and he poured out sarcastic and trashy words as if they were free.

Boom——

The constant mockery made Kokushibo feel as if a string in his head had suddenly snapped.

If it were like Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who decisively and cleanly rendered him powerless to fight back, then he would accept it.

Xia Yan's approach was akin to stabbing flesh with a dull knife.

What angered him even more was that, even so, he could only be meat on the chopping board, unable to even put up a decent fight back.

To lose to someone like that is utterly humiliating!

"I'm going to kill you—!!!"

“Aa ...

In order to achieve eternal victory, he was willing to transform himself into such an ugly form—

Since Yoriichi, the strongest swordsman, is already dead, I absolutely cannot be defeated by anyone else!

At any cost!

Kokushibo let out a desperate roar.

Countless sharp slashes, wrapped around crescent moons, were launched in all directions from his body.

The sharp blades of the Hollow Cry God grew out from various parts of Kokushibo's body!

Without any movement, it unleashed a slashing attack equal to the number of blades!

Xia Yan's figure flashed, turning into a blur as he retreated.

Even he couldn't withstand such an overpowered combat skill head-on.

No, this can no longer be called a combat skill; it has absolutely nothing to do with "skill"!

It's a superpower created entirely by Kokushibo's Blood Demon Art!

In fact, the combat techniques used in previous battles had already been demonstrated.

Despite not making any large-scale sword swings, it inexplicably generates multiple sword energies with an absurdly exaggerated killing range and an unbelievable frequency.

Calling it a combat technique and giving it the name "Breathing of the Moon" is nothing more than Kokushibo's wishful thinking.

In fact, it's the same thing Akaza did.

After becoming a demon, Kokushibo could no longer improve his swordsmanship, and he chose to transform his hard-earned swordsmanship into his own Blood Demon Art.

The difference is that he had already reached the state of understanding the world before he became a demon.

Now, under Xia Yan's pressure, he has completely abandoned his pretense.

In order to achieve victory, Kokushibo completely abandoned his identity as a samurai and his swordsmanship, choosing instead Blood Demon Art!

I'm not pretending anymore. I've always used Blood Demon Art, I'm coming clean!

Over the past few centuries, the level of swordsmanship has not improved at all, but that does not mean that the overall strength has not increased.

In fact, in terms of destructive power alone, Blood Demon Art naturally surpasses sword skills by a great margin.

"Heh, getting impatient, this is the third stage."

"That's more like it! If you're going to be a ghost, you have to look like one!"

Watching Kokushibo complete his transformation, Natsuhiko stood at a distance, rubbing his chin with one hand, commenting on Kokushibo's new form.

"Even though he's already a demon, he still pretends to carry a knife; even though it's Blood Demon Art, he insists on calling it 'Breathing of the Moon.'"

"It's disgusting!"

"..."

Kokushibo didn't speak, but silently raised Hollow Cry God again, preparing to unleash his battle technique.

At this moment, he only had one obsession in his mind: to defeat Xia Yan!

Seeing this, Xia Yan's expression also turned serious. "Now that we've started the second phase, I'll be a little more serious too!"

Before he finished speaking, the blade in his hand was stained with a branding red color, starting from the base of the blade!

At the same time, dark red, tornado-shaped markings appeared symmetrically on both sides of her cheeks, starting from under her eyes!

With his body slightly bent and his feet planted in a shrinking stance, he was poised to strike.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

The next second—

The entire Infinite City suddenly began to tremble!

The floor tiles that supported Xia Yan and Kokushibo rose rapidly like an elevator!

"Nakome!?"

The sudden turn of events raised questions for Kokushibo.

Xia Yan, however, seemed to have known all along, and hoisted the long sword onto his shoulder.

"Whoa, looks like it's time!"

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