No-Self Slash!!

Golden Gun was completely unaware of the opponent's movements.

He didn't even realize when the gun was taken from his hand.

At this moment.

He realized the difference in strength between himself and his enemy!

"Click-"

With the sound of a bullet being chambered, Golden Gun clearly felt something pressing against the back of his head.

His face was deathly pale.

He couldn't help but swallow hard; he knew he was being targeted.

"Boom!"

Ian let out a sound, Golden Gun instantly turned pale with fright, his legs went weak, and his face was twisted in extreme fear.

"Heh, just kidding. Hey, this is your Nen Ability item. Even if I snatched it, how could I possibly use it right away?"

Ian chuckled softly behind him.

But.

Then... his eyes lit up with amusement, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he spoke.

"Could it be... that you've established Contract and Restriction?"

The instant he finished speaking, he clearly saw the other person's body tremble violently, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"No way... they actually set up such a restriction? Looks like your prop is going to benefit someone else..."

"Click--"

With the sound of a bullet being chambered again.

At this moment, Golden Gun faced Yuliya, his expression one of extreme terror. He opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to beg for help.

But.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, a gunshot rang out, and Golden Gun's life came to an end.

It felt as if a hammer had struck his head.

Then, starting from the back of his head, including his upper body, he slowly turned into a bronze material, and the expression of fear on his face froze at that moment.

"I can't believe it actually works..."

Ian raised the small golden gun in his hand and couldn't help but click his tongue slightly.

"Sigh, this guy is really unlucky. He can't just blindly build guns; he's got such a dangerous weapon in his hands. He should at least have built himself a bulletproof vest..."

"Sure enough, a man can't do without treating himself well..."

He shook his head and muttered to himself, expressionless, and took a step forward.

The opponent's bronze-metal body, which had fallen to the ground, was crushed into dust by his kick.

"Bang!"

A loud noise shook Yuliya's soul.

She watched helplessly as the Golden Gun was killed right in front of her, leaving her powerless to resist.

Although the opponent died at the hands of her own tool, she understood that it was all because the enemy was too powerful...

The other side... could have killed them with ease.

Instead, they chose to resort to this despicable tactic of playing cat and mouse.

He... was practically a demon, constantly tormenting them, instilling fear in them, and then watching them make a complete fool of themselves!

"Call..."

Yuliya exhaled deeply, her long black hair falling to her waist, and a certain understanding now appeared on her pretty face, which had been filled with coldness.

I... am going to die here...

Ian's lips curled into a cruel smile as he coldly gazed at the shrewd and capable woman wielding a knife before him.

"Do you... also want to dance?"

His response was a slowly withdrawn, sharp blade.

Yuliya held her slender Tachi in front of her, slowly closed her eyes as if sensing something, then quickly opened them again, her eyes flashing with a cold light, her face icy, and her voice clear and cold.

"Sir... if you wish to witness my pathetic state in the face of death, there's no need for that..."

"I'm prepared..."

"Being less skilled than others is to be expected..."

"Fight to the death!"

Ian's smile slowly faded, and he looked at the other person calmly. He could sense the other person's fearless attitude and said coldly.

"Get the facts straight, intruder..."

"You're the ones disrupting the city's order, and you got caught by the owner, yet you act like it's all perfectly normal. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Yuliya remained calm, as if she hadn't heard anything.

At this very moment.

Even in death, she only wanted to use all the skills she had acquired in her life to deliver the most satisfying blow before she died.

This is a swordsman's sole pursuit in the face of death.

Ian walked forward expressionlessly.

He exuded Malice, and his steel-like, imposing body exerted immense pressure on Yuliya with every step he took.

Yuliya gritted her teeth.

Despite the numerous flaws in her opponent's defenses, she understood that it was all an illusion. The moment she made her move, she would likely be met with an overwhelming and terrifying attack.

"Hey, you were all talk and no action just now, aren't you going to make a move yet?"

Ian walked forward with his head held high, speaking sarcastically in a calm tone.

Yuliya gripped the hilt of her knife tightly, her expression grave.

In the end.

To dispel the pressure from facing the opponent's powerful physique, she simply closed her eyes.

Ian noticed her movement, paused for a moment, and then made the first move.

"Whoosh!"

His figure left an afterimage in an instant, and he appeared in front of Yuliya in the blink of an eye, throwing a punch!

"They're here!"

Yuliya closed her eyes, her brow furrowed; she sensed the approaching terror!

"Rub!"

Bathed in sunlight, the shimmering blade sliced through space in an instant; she... had used all her strength!

"Whoosh!"

But... when the blade strikes, it's just an afterimage.

Yuliya looked horrified.

When!?

"You're still a long way from being fast enough!"

Suddenly, Ian's resolute figure appeared beside her.

He stood tall and straight, his eyes radiating a cold indifference. Then, he brought his fist to his waist and suddenly unleashed a powerful punch, like a mighty bear slamming its massive paw at a delicate little rabbit.

"Is it over...?"

In that instant, time slowed down, Yuliya realized in her eyes that her death was imminent...

"Rub!"

She completely dedicated her body to the understanding and effort she had put into kendo since birth.

He completely surrendered himself to the control of the demonic sword in his hand...

That's all...

Let my swordsmanship end this life...

In her pupils, she seemed to see herself, who had been practicing kendo since birth, her strict father, endless training and battles, and the tiring daily practice and strikes.

Even so, she still did not gain recognition.

When did she begin to like this painful way of swordsmanship that she should have hated most?

She has forgotten...

Even though he became a member of the Scythe of Judgment through his own strength.

However, she did not awaken her Nen Ability.

For her, having the way of the sword is enough. Her skills haven't even reached the level of her predecessors, so why should she seek external things to obtain that false power?

If she cannot grasp the true essence of swordsmanship, power is meaningless to her...

If she had grasped the true essence of swordsmanship, why would she need to rely on other powers...?

Then.

Even today, at this moment of enlightenment regarding life and death, on the verge of death.

Yuliya completely immersed herself in her understanding of swordsmanship and finally awakened her Nen Ability!

"Asura - The Slash of Selflessness!"

In an instant.

A dense crimson light erupted from Yuliya's body.

This scene even caught the attention of Aimina and Eluna, who were watching from a distance, and they both exclaimed in surprise.

"In this era, there are still followers of the Yi school..."