While the two were talking, two figures had already rushed forward. Lin Nan, who was closer, bore the brunt of the attack. The two blades crossed into each other and slashed towards his neck.
Senjumaru couldn't help shouting, "Be careful!"
Lin Nan held Asauchi tightly, arched his back slightly, and quickly drew the sword out of its sheath with the force of the bounce.
"Ding!"
The blades collided, emitting dazzling sparks, and the crisp sound of the blades intersecting directly hit the eardrums.
The two people originally tried to gain the upper hand by attacking first, but they were counterattacked by Lin Nan with a powerful and heavy blow. The two of them flew backwards and slid on the ground for several meters before stopping.
"Is there such a master among Seireitei?" One of them stopped retreating and said with some surprise.
"Who cares about the masters. There are only two deputy Captain-levels stationed in the entire Seireitei now. Sooner or later they will be the victims of our offensive!" Another person disagreed.
He had confirmed through spiritual perception that the white-haired boy opposite him did not have any spiritual pressure reaction.
It looked like he was bluffing with a knife. He made a sound, immediately swung the long knife in his hand and attacked.
This man was wearing a dark red short-sleeved shirt, a rolled-up breastplate, and in his hand was a long knife with an khaki handle.
Lin Nan looked at the visitor's attire and couldn't help but raised his eyebrows slightly. "What are you holding Asauchi?"
"That's right, it's the Asauchi that was used to take your life! Take your life, you nameless rat!"
The long knife struck at close range, Lin Nan turned slightly to the side, dodged the attack, and observed the opponent's appearance coldly.
From his body, Lin Nan felt a familiar spiritual pressure fluctuation.
"The way spiritual pressure rises and falls... Have you ever participated in the attack on the Rukongai stronghold?" He retreated lightly to avoid the enemy's second attack.
"Oh? You have some knowledge! Yes, the uncle is one of the people who killed your Court Guard Squad Rukongai stronghold to pieces!" The man missed twice, but he didn't show any regrets, and his expression became more ferocious.
Senjumaru raised her skeletal hand slightly, preparing to launch a surprise attack. Lin Nan stopped her immediately. "Senjumaru, no need to help. I just want to ask them something!"
Senjumaru stopped his attack after hearing this, but still reminded Lin Nan with a hint of caution, "Be careful, his spiritual pressure fluctuates greatly, something is wrong!"
"Have you forgotten that I have dealt with them before?" Lin Nan waved his hand behind him nonchalantly, and then said to the rebel warrior in front of him:
"Since you were also involved in what happened that day, there's nothing more to ask. I just want to know one thing now - where was your Asauchi hidden before?"
As the forger of Asauchi, Sword God Oetsu Nimaiya has a special ability. He can perceive the "existence" of each Asauchi on a spiritual level: who owns it and what state it is in.
If you want to know the specific location, you need to stay within the range of Asauchi.
But since Asauchi was lost, even he couldn't track any lost Asauchi, which was very abnormal.
Therefore, this question has always been the question that Lin Nan is most curious about and wants to know most. His intuition tells him that as long as this question is solved, maybe the conspiracy behind the entire incident can be solved.
"You are very calm, little brat. Now that you know that I massacred your stronghold, you are not angry or scared. That's all. How many times can you take my sword before you die? I will answer a few questions for you!"
The rebel warrior didn't pause at all, and immediately stepped forward with his sword again. His companions reminded anxiously from behind, "Idiot! Wait for me to attack together!"
But it was too late to dissuade him, and the knife was swung down in the air. "No matter how strong you are, you are just a college student! Not running away is your biggest mistake! Wait until the next life to find the answer!"
Lin Nan looked at the opponent's figure full of flaws in mid-air, sighed slightly, and lost his last bit of patience.
He took half a step back, leaving only the side of his body facing the enemy. He raised the long knife in his right hand high and swung it from bottom to top -
Cloud Style·Cloud-moving sword!
After Rei-Power and the four basic abilities were fully strengthened, his movements have reached a level faster than before. Although he started later, he was already one step ahead of his opponent!
The rebel warrior's sword was still in the air, and a flash of sword light had penetrated his body. Blood spurted out and fell to the ground together with the corpse in the air.
One knife, behead!
Lin Nan glanced coldly at the dead body on the ground. After Rei-Power was strengthened, the power of ordinary slashing attacks was also much greater. Is it because I, Zanjutsu, have merged the strengths of the three families?
Senjumaru was a little surprised. Zanjutsu of Lin Nan seemed to be more skilled than when Rukongai killed the rebel soldiers that night. Moreover, it seemed that it was not just Zanjutsu that had grown at the same time...
"It's a pity that you met me - since I participated in the night attack on the stronghold, you must have heard the news that the people who attacked the 39th stronghold were wiped out, right?"
Lin Nan waved his hand and shook off the blood on Asauchi, and said to the other remaining rebel warrior Senran.
Another warrior watched helplessly as his companion was beheaded in an instant, and did not understand what happened. At this moment, when he heard Lin Nan's words, he was suddenly shocked and looked at him with a hint of panic.
"Yes, it's this look - I killed those people. Now, are you willing to tell the truth to me?"
"You... are you kidding? How could you kill so many people by yourself? There are more than a dozen of us at Stronghold No. 39!" The warrior shouted hysterically, refusing to accept the facts Lin Nan said.
Suddenly, the white-haired boy in his field of vision disappeared, and a solemn voice immediately sounded behind him, "Does this make you believe it?"
The rebel warrior was trembling all over and dared not speak. Behind his back, the tip of a knife was pressed firmly against his heart.
Senka!
These two words instantly filled the mind of this warrior. He didn't know what those who went to clear out the 39th Stronghold had experienced. However, if the guy behind him could be so fast and could use combat skills like Senka, then maybe what he said was true!
The dozen or so people on No. 39 were really killed by him alone!
Why does such a person still wear the clothes of a college student?! He is simply better at pretending than himself and his companions!
Moreover, since he can kill more than a dozen people in succession, will he let himself go now?
"Lin Nan, don't do anything. I, I will tell you the truth..." the rebel warrior said with a trembling voice.
"Huh?" Lin Nan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the other party would call him by his name, "You know me?!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the rebel warrior hurriedly turned his body clockwise, passing the tip of the knife that was against his heart, and slashed backwards with the long knife in his right hand. "Go to hell! Soul Art!..."
The long knife came straight towards Lin Nan's throat with a vague shimmer of spiritual pressure.
Senjumaru couldn't help but screamed, "Pay attention!" The bone hand waved quickly, and a steel needle flew towards the enemy, "Pierce Veins!"
However, wherever the long knife passed, the figure of Lin Nan was no longer there. The rebel warrior was still in a daze, and his heart had been pierced by the flying steel needle!
Behind the rebel warrior, Lin Nan appeared, reaching out with his left hand to grab the belly-roll breastplate, and yanked it towards him.
But it was too late, the rebel warrior had lowered his head unconsciously, and his whole body was as limp as mud, dead.
Lin Nan looked at the steel needle that pierced the breastplate on the rebel corpse in surprise. He raised his head and said helplessly to Senjumaru: "Such a dirty trick? I want to grab a tongue and interrogate him!"
Senjumaru looked a little embarrassed and forced himself to explain, "I saw that his knife was about to cut your neck, so I didn't think much about it..."
Damn it, why did you forget this? This guy's short-range Shunpo is faster than mine!
"But I can avoid it, alas!" Lin Nan couldn't laugh or cry, but after all, Senjumaru was doing it out of good intentions, and he couldn't blame the other party too much.
Senjumaru looked away, his face slightly red. "What should I do? I have already killed him..."
"... I can only wish him luck in the next life and never run into you again. With so many hands, he can still miss..." Lin Nan complained while rummaging through the dead body, but couldn't find anything that could prove his identity.
"I was still thinking that the spiritual pressure of these two guys is only at the entry-level level of Seated Officer, so they are suitable for arresting and interrogating them. How can you, a squad leader in charge of prisons and intelligence, be so vicious? Don't always aim at the vital points in the future, okay?"
"As an intelligence officer, if you can't kill the enemy, you have to risk being exposed!" Senjumaru was still arguing, but when he saw Lin Nan's somewhat cold eyes, his tone finally softened, "Then, what should we do now? I killed the clue..."
Lin Nan thought for a moment, "It seems that I have to go to the Spirit Arts Academy first."
Senjumaru asked, "Why?"
Lin Nan put the knife into its sheath, looked at the corpse at his feet, and said, "He just called my name.
In Seireitei, apart from my friends and the captains, the only ones who know my name are the students of the Spirit Arts Academy."