Help! I changed the gender of the male protagonist in the yandere game.

Chapter 232 Returning to the "End"

...Did something fly over here?

Ye Ming's gaze was fixed on the distance. The thing was initially a black dot, but suddenly it magnified and became a black lightning bolt, moving along the ground from a great distance.

Because of its excessive speed, it tore apart a corner of the desert, creating an impact force almost like a sandstorm.

"...It was him."

Ye Ming immediately leaned out and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Hyakusuke!!!"

She could see it very clearly: charging towards her like lightning was none other than Hyakusuke, who was covered in jet-black battle armor.

On either side of his shoulder blades were jet-black, bat-like wings.

As Bai Jie moved at high speed through the air, each flap of the bat's wings stirred up the surrounding airflow.

As he moved at high speed, he manipulated the massive airflow around him, creating hundreds of swirling vortexes of sand and dust.

"Did he come to save me?"

Ye Ming's face was flushed with excitement and joy.

She felt she had been waiting for this day to come.

She believed that her beloved would come to save her sooner or later.

Just as she was about to reach out her hands to welcome her beloved, Hyakusuke brushed past her and charged towards the old swordsman Kibune Kyōunsai like a javelin.

"Eh?"

Ye Ming was stunned for a moment.

Her voice was filled with surprise and confusion.

boom!
Bai Jie truly had no time to pay attention to her. He gathered his spiritual power, accelerated to full speed, and went into overdrive.

In that instant, his entire body shot forward like a bolt, his fist swung violently, and a massive amount of energy gathered on his dark fist.

Without hesitation, it struck directly at the Sword Saint's head. Intense spiritual energy and demonic power surged around the fist, distorting the void itself, and even the surrounding light converged on this fist in that instant.

"very good."

The old swordsman's pupils contracted, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Then, the swordsman's right arm extended out from the open front of his black and white striped robe.

The old swordsman did not draw his sword. In fact, he was not carrying any sword or weapon; he was just holding it empty-handed. There was nothing in his hand.

"Slay!"

With a swift movement, Kibune Kyōunsai wielded his sword, and Hyakusuke immediately felt a sense of impending doom.

In that instant, he sensed the terrifying nature of this move; the old man was clearly just wielding that invisible blade with his bare hands.

The space ahead, which should have been empty, was itself severed. That astonishing, invisible blade could surely tear apart the earth, the sky, and even time itself.

Hyakusuke also foresaw his own fate, which should be described as a "dead end".

He was struck by this blade and torn to pieces on the spot, destroyed by the blow, and died instantly.

No, this is not reality.

It's just a possibility.

Hyakusuke was not hit by the sword and did not suffer any damage.

He was simply intimidated by the swordsman Kibune Kyōun-sai's bare-handed sword-wielding motion—

That's not entirely true; at least at that moment, he sensed the consequences of his punch.

The moment someone makes a move in front of a sword saint, they will be killed by the sword intent of the opponent.

boom!
His movements stopped.

That was because the tremor of impending death over his entire body forced Hyakusuke to stop just as he was about to throw a punch.

This punch also stopped in front of Kifune Kyouunzai.

The force of the punch stopped in that instant.

Bai Jie's entire body suddenly stopped, and the violent force pulled him backward, splitting the vast desert behind him in two.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Sword Saint let out a burst of wild laughter.

“Young man, you’re quite interesting… This so-called ‘Illusory Blade Technique’ is felt more deeply by those who are more skilled. If you’re a child who has never touched a sword, you might think that I’m just swinging it around randomly. However, once you reach a certain level of cultivation, you will feel my sword intent.”

The old man said casually, "Let me guess who you are."

Sword Saint Gui Ferry Mad Cloud Studio's eyes darted around, and he chuckled a few times.

"Your punch just now contained a lot of random things, such as the power of the Heavenly Dog Path Demon, the ghostly aura of the Wenluo Ghost King, the magic of the Ziyue Clan, and the barking god's interlocking spear technique of my old acquaintance, the Spear Saint."

He stroked his messy beard.

"You must be from the Ziyue clan... I didn't expect that the queen would take you as her disciple and teach you the spear techniques of the Spear Saint lineage?"

It turned out to be the case.

Hearing this, Bai Jie felt somewhat relieved.

Kifune Kyouunzai lived for a very long time; he should have been a contemporary of the Spear Saint. From his words, the true identity of that Spear Saint is becoming increasingly clear.

"Sword Saint."

As Hyakusuke pondered these questions, he slowly withdrew his fist.

“You are also a ‘Sword Saint’ appointed by the Yamato Court, a renowned figure of your time… Why bother with a mere woman?”

"I only promised the former head of the Yuejialuo clan, Washijin, that I would train his son... cough cough, his daughter."

Guichuan Kuangyunzhai sighed.

"It's all because this little girl is so disappointing. As long as she meets those few standards, I, this old man, won't bother with anything else."

The Sword Saint remained calm and explained his three previous conditions.

Bai Jie frowned and said calmly, "In my opinion, this is completely asking too much of people."

"Just three simple requirements."

The old swordsman said calmly, "If she can't even do that, then she can stay here obediently for ninety-nine days and leave when the time is up."

"In this desolate desert, even staying for just one more day is a waste of time."

Bai Jie slowly offered his suggestions.

“Sword Saint, how about this… Let’s make a bet. I will take the place of Yue Jialuo Yeming. If I can gain the upper hand in the duel with you, I will win. After the victory, you must agree to give up the ‘training’ you are putting on Yeming.”

He didn't think he could defeat the old swordsman.

Kifune Kyouunzai's true combat strength far exceeds his own. If it were a one-on-one duel, he probably wouldn't have the slightest chance of winning.

"Oh!"

Sword Saint Gui Ferry Mad Cloud Studio seemed to have taken a liking to this, and he half-closed his eyes.

"You said you wanted to 'make a bet' with me, but what kind of 'bet' is it?"

"If I can defeat you in just one move, then you, Sword Saint, will have lost. How about it?"

Bai Jie said calmly, "Of course, even if we only win one move against the Sword Saint, it will be extremely difficult. Moreover, the gap between us is too great, and you, Sword Saint, cannot use a move that can kill."

"Does this mean I must bind my own hands and feet, unable to use any killing moves, and only able to use swordsmanship that doesn't kill?"

"Isn't there a saying in swordsmanship about 'the sword of the living'?" Bai Jie offered his opinion.

"Winning without killing is a more powerful swordsmanship. It is only natural that those who can do this can be called the saints of swords."

"Don't play these word games, kid."

Sword Saint Guichuan Kuangyunzhai scoffed at this.

"The essence of swordsmanship is simply the art of killing. The so-called 'swordsmanship for living people' is just a game of words and not worth worrying about."

He snorted dismissively a few times.

"However, you're not wrong. If we're going to gamble with a kid like you, it's okay to go easy on him a little."

Gui Fen Kuangyunzai stroked his beard, pulled out a bamboo pole from somewhere, and said, "Let's change the rules a little. With your current meager abilities, it's too difficult for you to beat me in one move. As long as you can touch me, you win this round. What do you say?"

"that would be great."

Hyakusuke nodded with a smile and pounced on her without hesitation.

Sword Saint Kibune Kyōun-sai's words were a huge show of leniency. As he spoke, he moved with astonishing speed and kicked out with his right foot.

This was a kick with astonishing destructive power. After all, in his current state, every inch of Hyakusuke's body was a weapon condensed from rare destructive power.

Even his simple punches and kicks can generate terrifying destructive power. Moreover, in recent days, Hyakusuke's strength has improved, and his attacks can now take into account his own destructive power, speed, the complexity of the battle situation, and the opponent's reaction.

This was also an attack tactic that Hyakusuke learned from Zenzo, who had studied the "Kuramaji Demon King Style" that day.

The Sword Saint simply smiled, and then his figure vanished.

"A swift wind should transform into a thunderbolt—"

Only the sound of unfinished words remained.

No, it didn't disappear, it just moved.

Hyakusuke caught a glimpse of an incredibly fast shadow out of the corner of his eye, and he immediately leaped violently to the right.

Who would have thought that the Sword Saint himself would appear there, swinging his bamboo pole as if he were waiting for Bai Jie to arrive.

However, Hyakusuke reacted quickly and blocked it with his right palm.

The swordsman's bamboo pole was light and powerless, exerting no force whatsoever.

Hyakusuke's hand struck it, but he felt a strange resilience, and his own strength was bounced back.

"So fast!"

As Ye Ming was surprised, the Sword Saint disappeared from her and Bai Jie's sight in the next instant.

Where is it? Is it on the left or the right?

Hyakusuke moved quickly while thinking.

However, as soon as he moved, he found that the Sword Saint completely suppressed his movements.

No matter which direction he moves, the old man will always appear there.

He increased his speed, and the Sword Saint's speed increased accordingly. The bamboo pole in the old Sword Saint's hand looked ordinary, but he kept swinging it to deliver slashes.

Meanwhile, Hyakusuke also kept using punches and kicks to defend himself.

The old man disappeared again, and Bai Jie tried to locate him once more. This process repeated countless times; in other words, the old man moved at supersonic speed, always gaining the upper hand and making it impossible for Bai Jie to catch up.

It was no longer clear who was dodging and who was chasing.

After losing her Heavenly Eye, Ye Ming's perception plummeted. She couldn't see anything clearly at the "gamble" before her, only that the two people's movements were extremely intense. Dust billowed, obscuring the sky, like two powerful tornadoes.

The strong wind blowing in my face, mixed with sand, made it difficult to even open my eyes, let alone stand up against the wind.

Ye Ming had almost no choice but to use his spiritual power to protect himself while retreating as far as he could.

"Then, let's try this move!"

With a flick of his wrist, Bai Jie unleashed a spatial slash.

This is Mephisto's "Space Cut," a truly powerful move that requires prior charging before it can be activated.

The old swordsman chuckled, shrank back, and dodged the attack.

"I don't believe you can avoid this!"

He unleashed a barrage of black, lusterless arrows from his palms, a torrential downpour that shattered everything in its path.

However, the Sword Saint Kibune Kyōun-sai wandered through the rain of arrows like a ghost taking a leisurely stroll.

"It can only be described as a petty and petty trick."

Kifune Kyouunzai's speed was even faster than teleportation. He appeared in a flash each time, shattering the incoming Qi Luo arrows with his fingertips.

"By the way, little guy, your movements look exactly like a tortoise crawling to me."

"Break!"

Hyakusuke slashed with his right hand again, unleashing the killing move of the Void Spear. He tore through space with his hand blade, attempting to chase after the figure of the Sword Saint Kibune Kyōunsai amidst the rain of arrows.

This is a two-part attack. The first part is a low-powered but fast-paced attack.

The second attack involves using a deadly move that can lock onto the opponent and teleport them into space for an additional strike.

However, the moment Hyakusuke made his move, his face turned ashen, and his eyes held an expression of disbelief.

Even his spatial teleportation couldn't keep up with the Sword Saint's movements.
"This is outrageous! How did they even manage that?"

"You ask how you did it? You little rascal, don't you know that move that's considered the ultimate secret in the Barking God's Crossed Fang Spear Technique?"

Kishin Kuangyunzai dropped a bombshell.

"Any martial artist who aspires to master the pinnacle of swordsmanship or spearmanship may not be able to reach this realm even after a lifetime of arduous training. Your teacher calls it the Limit, which is also known as the Yangming Realm or the Realm of No Thought and No Feeling in many sword styles. In short, once you reach my level, you can enter the Limit at will."

His laughter came from all directions in the void.

"It's still Yi and the Queen who used the word 'the end,' which has a more profound meaning... 'The end' is a realm that ordinary people can hardly reach in their entire lives, but those who have entered this level can freely enter and exit the still space-time, stopping when they want to stop and leaving when they want to leave. Heh, it is indeed more elegant."

Hyakusuke's face showed a look of surprise.

He knew the power of the "Endless Realm," but he didn't expect the Sword Saint to be able to move freely within it.

If one truly reaches that level, the old swordsman is like someone who can enter a realm where time can be stopped at any time.

—Naturally, once you enter this divine realm, everything in the outside world seems as slow as a tortoise.

"It seems that to deal with the Sword Saint, one cannot do so without mastering the 'Limit'!"

Bai Jie took a deep breath.

He had already realized that using only half-baked power would be insufficient to confront the Sword Saint.

He has to reach that level.

Let's reminisce!
Try to remember!
I did indeed step into that field at one point.

He tried desperately to recall, holding his breath and concentrating, attempting to step into that realm again.

Finally, Bai Jie vaguely grasped the threshold.

"late!"

call out!
The old man vanished again with shadowy steps, then a bizarre sudden appearance abruptly interrupted his comprehension.

"Hoping the enemy will give you a chance to figure out a move in the heat of battle? That's too naive."

The Sword Saint made his move, thrusting out the bamboo pole in his hand.

In that instant, Hyakusuke was unable to dodge or defend himself. He took the stab to the abdomen and was thrown back hundreds of meters by a force, crashing into a sand dune.

(End of this chapter)