I Am In Marvel

The autumn wind in the night slowly blew through the Emperor Pavilion, and the cherry blossoms in bloom in the courtyard fell down and fell into the small pond beside the rockery, causing ripples.

"Then you must be very powerful." The girl in the kimono opened her eyes curiously, staring directly at the tall and strong Kyle.

"That's it."

Kyle smiled indifferently. I don't know if it was the girl in front of me, too cute, or really stupid. There was no hostility to him as a foreign intruder, but more curiosity and inexplicable joy.

"What's your name?" the girl in the kimono asked again.

"Shouldn't you say your own name before asking someone else's name?" Kyle immediately asked back.

"That's right." The girl in the kimono tilted her head and said softly, "My name is 'Sakura Hime', Sakura of Sakura, Hime God Hime. But my family calls me 'Sachiko', which means that they want me to be happy forever. Although I don't know what happiness is."

"My name is Kyle. Kyle of Kaido, Kyle of Elcon."

Kyle followed the format of the other party and played the stalk of the previous life in the name. He kept looking at the beautiful and pale face of the other party, but after hearing his name, Sakuraji smiled and commented from the heart:

"Kyle, nice name."

Kyle didn't know what to say for a while, the girl in kimono in front of him had no fear of him, a name that the Japanese people regarded as a demon and a taboo.

'Tap-tap--'

at this time.

The swift sound of clogs stepping on the corridor came from the corridor, and Kyle looked sideways and saw a dark shadow passing by in front of him. In the next instant, a Risang young swordsman wearing a samurai uniform came to him, and leaped up swiftly and powerfully, the sword in his hand was already held high above his head and ready to go.

Before the person fell, the sword slashed downwards, and under Sakuraji's eyes, there was only a bright light in the whole process.

So fast.

A hint of surprise flashed in Kyle's eyes. The speed of this slash was for a normal human being, maybe just after realizing it, his body had already been chopped in half.

Unfortunately, it was him.

After many times of card drawing and evolution, Kyle, especially the transformation of the Protoss cards, has a huge gap between his body genes and humans.

Kyle didn't dodge, and his left hand stretched out a forefinger like lightning, and raised it as a sword to block.

'clang--'

The sword of the Risang swordsman slashed on that finger, making a crisp sound like a symphony of gold and iron, and a shocking strand of blood fell down from the finger and dripped on the back of Sakuraji's fair hand beside him.

Kyle was really surprised this time. He was actually injured. Although he didn't use the double star energy, the power of Vulcan, or even the protection of venom and Wisdom, it was only because humans could hurt him, who is now a god. Describe it in four words.

Reach the top.

This is the pinnacle of a sword slash that can touch even a life as powerful as a god.

Compared with Kyle's surprise, at this time, what was more shocking and desperate in his heart was Jian Yi who slashed out this sword.

In this new era of advanced technology and the decline of martial arts and kendo, Jianyi has no moves and routines. For 30 years, he has only relied on this sword with all his strength to defeat countless modern kendo masters and martial arts masters, and he is almost invincible in Risang.

Modern tanks, firearms, and swords have all been cut. But now, when encountering the enemy of Risang in front of him, this condensed belief poured into all the swords, and only cut out a tiny broken skin wound.

This is the strongest in the world.

As soon as the sword retracted, he half-kneeled in front of Kyle in decadence.

Kyle looked at him in surprise, "Don't continue?"

Jian Yi smiled bitterly, how can he continue? He was born with only that sword, and now only one sword is broken. Even if Kyle stood and let him cut, and cut a hundred swords and a thousand swords, he could not really endanger the opponent's life. .

Jian Yi took a deep breath and said with a miserable smile: "As expected of the American Emperor Kyle, I really... can't compare to the previous kendo seniors. No matter how hard you try to catch up, it will be in vain."

"Your sword just now, in my opinion, no one can compare to you in Risang during World War II."

Kyle's face was expressionless. He was telling the truth. At that time, he was only a super soldier's body, and the gap between him and the now goddess is also a huge difference.

"With your affirmation, the sword will die without regret."

Jian Yi smiled relievedly, knelt on his knees, nailed the sword in his hand to the floor of the corridor, and said to Kyle: "Come on, if you can die in your hands, it is not in vain for me to exercise my body and pursue kendo thirty several years."

"Then I'll give you a ride."

With a flick of Kel's finger, a golden flame popped out from between his fingers. After the flame fell on Jianyi, the clothes and flesh and blood melted and annihilated in an instant, until the entire body turned into flying ashes.

The night wind blew past, and the fly ash drifted out of the yard, leaving only the long sword nailed in place.

Kyle lowered his head and saw that his broken fingers were still dripping with blood. It was astonishing that the broken skin had not healed by itself.

"Another sword made of sodium carbon steel?"

Kyle looked at the sword nailed to the floor in surprise. It could suppress the self-healing ability, and it was only made of sodium carbon steel, just like Murasame in the middle. The sword used by Jianyi is probably also called the demon sword in Risang.

"You are hurt……"

Sakuraji watched as Kyle suddenly stretched out her left hand, and a warm white light glowed from her palm and fell on Kyle's injured finger. The wound caused by sodium carbon steel quickly healed as before.

Healing power?

Kyle raised his eyebrows and looked at Sakura Ji, and reminded coldly, "You are helping your enemy."

"Enemy?" Sakuraji replied in a dazed voice, "I only know the difference between a healthy person and a sick person."

"Then you are not afraid of me."

It was the first time that Kyle met such a strange girl, who seemed to be imprisoned in the Emperor Pavilion, but was sheltered by a powerful swordsman.

"Are you going to kill me?"

Sakuraji showed a pure and flawless smile, leaned her body on the wooden door, and explained feebly: "The doctor said. I only have half a year to live. The healing technique can save others, but it can't save myself. I'm not afraid of death. , why should I be afraid of you?"

"I see."

Kyle squatted down, leaned in and stared at Sakura Ji who was sitting on the ground, the corner of his mouth quietly drew a swirl, "Girl, do you want to live? I can give you a life span of fifty years, a hundred years, or even A thousand years."

At this time, Kyle was like a demon from hell, whispering things that humans dream of.

But Ying Ji shook her head lightly and said decisively, "I don't want it."

"Why?" Kyle was stunned.

Sakuraji smiled and said: "Even if you can continue to live, you will always be living here, boring and wasting time. It would be better to die sooner than later."

Kyle suddenly understood that the girl in front of her had no meaning in life, she could continue to live or die at any time. So there is no fear in the eyes, no enemies, just how to spend the last period of my life.

"Interesting. Then I'll teach you the beauty of living."

When Kyle said this, his left hand moved forward, hugging Sakuraji's slender and soft waist, and his right hand moved forward, holding her head with a headband.

"wonderful?"

Sakuraji blinked suspiciously, but at the next moment, her words, including her cherry-like lips, were blocked by Kyle.