"Hm?"
Qian was immersed in honing his Swordsmanship when he suddenly sensed that something was off.
Immediately, with a thought, the three Tomoe in his Sharingan spun rapidly, and he instantly saw through Toyama Daito's intentions.
"You want to take me down with you? Naive!"
Muttering inwardly, Qian put strength into his arm. The Short Sword he had just thrust out had yet to get close to Toyama Daito before he forcibly pulled it back.
Then his figure flashed, neatly avoiding Toyama Daito's desperate strike.
"Damn it!"
Feeling that sword strike miss, Toyama Daito's heart trembled.
However, before he could think any further, the sound of air being pierced came from beside him.
"Danger!"
Toyama Daito's senses screamed madly in alarm. He immediately wanted to dodge, but there was already no time.
Shhk—
The sound of a sharp blade slicing through flesh rang out.
The Short Sword in Qian's hand stabbed out close against Toyama Daito's chest, cutting through his clothes and leaving a wound on his chest so deep that bone was visible.
"Mm—"
The intense pain made Toyama Daito unable to stop a muffled groan. Instinctively, he reached out and covered the wound on his chest.
However, blood still gushed out uncontrollably, making his vision darken in waves.
Toyama Daito understood that if he did not take measures as soon as possible, the blood loss alone would be enough to take his life.
But...
Toyama Daito swept his eyes around. Where was Qian? How could he possibly dare to treat his injuries with peace of mind?
However, very soon, he no longer needed to worry about that.
Because in the very next moment, a Short Sword entered through his back, directly piercing through his heart and stabbing out from the front.
Pfft—
A mouthful of blood sprayed from