Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 273 Mission: 05-10 Stand Out
There was no time to sheathe his sword, nor to retreat. At this moment, Chu Zihang made the right choice: to advance instead of retreating. Nero was in front of him, and since he couldn't swing his sword at such close range, he could only attack with physical skills.

Chu Zihang lowered his body to create distance between himself and the blade, bent his body almost at a right angle, and hit Nero's abdomen with his shoulder.

If this succeeds, then Chu Zihang will be able to overwhelm or overturn Nero with his size advantage - in the case of a small difference in strength. Chu Zihang also felt that the gap between him and the other party was not big. They were both Transcendent A-level hybrids, so the gap couldn't be that big.

As expected, Nero abandoned the idea of ​​a chop. After all, imbalance is fatal in close combat. But Chu Zihang also exposed a flaw. His center of gravity was also unstable at this moment, because he was too far forward. Nero freed a hand to hold Chu Zihang's shoulder and suddenly exerted force. If Chu Zihang didn't immediately counteract the force with his waist, he would be pushed to the ground.

At that moment, Caesar moved, his blade whistling through the air, charging at Nero like a wind demon. Nero then increased the strength in his hands, propping himself up on Chu Zihang's shoulder and leaping over Caesar's slash. This changed the direction of Chu Zihang's force, and he rushed forward a few steps, barely stabilizing himself, turning and raising his blade to intercept the incoming hunting knife.

The Murasame in his hand flashed with a cold light and struck the side of Caesar's Dictator, forcing it to change direction with its powerful force. Caesar, unwilling to be outdone, raised his sword and slashed back, the cold blades colliding with each other and making a sharp friction sound.

Caesar held the blade with the guard of his hunting knife. Dick Tuduo followed the arc of Murasame and turned half a circle, from the outside of Chu Zihang to the inside. The two knives separated with a sharp hissing sound. Caesar, who had bypassed Murasame, suppressed the back of Murasame's blade with his forearm and extended the blade.

As long as Dick Tuduo's blade reached Chu Zihang's neck, he would be defeated. The advantage of a long sword lies in its ability to strike freely from a greater distance, while a short sword is less easily controlled by the enemy in close combat. This is the saying, "an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous." Chu Zihang, having lost the initiative, was already being closed in by Caesar. At this distance, the short sword had the advantage. A long sword that could not be swung was not much different from an unsharpened iron bar.

Therefore, Chu Zihang, wielding a long sword, had to keep his distance and could only use physical skills to fight the enemy. He reacted quickly, raised his hand to block Caesar's sword-wielding hand, and then reversed his grip on Murasame and smashed the heavy handle of the sword into Caesar's side.

Caesar also jumped up from the spot, passed over Chu Zihang's head, and slashed at his back with his sword. Unfortunately, at this moment, Nero also swung his sword and attacked. The blade melted in the air at almost the speed of sound, and Chu Zihang was caught between the two slashes.

If nothing unexpected happens, Chu Zihang should be leaving the stage now.

However, two crisp gunshots rang out one after another, which seemed to bring some changes to the battlefield.

not at all.

Just a few seconds ago, Chu Zihang's sniper was sneaking towards the Student Union headquarters with a sniper rifle, while keeping an eye on Chu Zihang's situation. The moment she realized that Chu Zihang was being attacked by two people, she subconsciously raised her gun, wanting to rescue him.

But she was stopped by a cold gunshot from above. The other party fired first, and her shot failed to hit the target.

She looked up, about to fall asleep, and saw a face with the word "sorry" written on it on the roof. The boy scratched his head and said something, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

On the other side, Chu Zihang had already made his best response. He stepped forward to break away from Caesar's reach, using the short sword's disadvantage in distance to make the blade miss. At the same time, he swung the sword forward, blocking Nero's path with a posture that meant both sides would suffer.

Nero's knife was too fast, and he had no time to judge how to stop it, so he could only use the stupidest method: attack Nero herself and force her to stop herself.

But what he didn't expect was that the strike, which he had clearly used all his strength on, was just a feint. After Chu Zihang swung his sword, Nero's blade, defying Newton's second law, swung lightly in an arc and stopped in front of her. Then, he switched from slashing to stabbing, blocking Chu Zihang's trajectory with the power of a master, passing over Murasame and heading straight for his throat.

Nero's final thrust was a classic European swordsmanship, yet executed with a Japanese sword, it felt perfectly attuned. The diagonal thrust grazed Chu Zihang's blade, pushing it aside and striking directly in front of his Adam's apple. The gunfire had barely subsided. "I lose," Chu Zihang reluctantly dropped his sword and retreated. Now it was time for a one-on-one battle between Nero and Caesar.

The two were still quite a distance apart, in a tense standoff. Caesar then took the initiative in making small talk: "Come to think of it, I haven't introduced myself yet."

"Caesar Gattuso. I know that," Nero replied coldly. She shook the knife in her hand and tilted her head slightly: "Perhaps we are from the same hometown after all."

"Nero Fortuna. It's an Italian name indeed." Caesar paced slowly, his hunting knife rising and falling unpredictably. "I'm glad to know there's someone as outstanding as you among the new students. You might even be more outstanding than the new S-class."

"If it were an S-rank, they'd probably still be aiming right here. Even I can't compare to them being able to use iron sights against a proper sniper rifle."

"Then there's another piece of good news today." Caesar paused and made a somewhat abrupt invitation: "Are you interested in joining the student union?"

"Why do you ask?"

"If Caesar's successor was Nero, wouldn't that be a wonderful story?"

"It's a pity that after Caesar's death the Republic became an empire."

"That's fine, as long as you have the ability."

So Nero laughed: "If you win."

The next moment, they both vanished from their positions. Nero launched a powerful upward slash, while Caesar attempted to deflect it. The moment their blades touched, Caesar felt his hand go numb from the shock of the force. He could clearly sense that Nero's strength was even greater than Chu Zihang's; this blade wasn't meant to be taken head-on.

He slipped under the blade, repeating his old trick to try to circumvent it and strike the wielder directly. But Nero wasn't Chu Zihang, and the situation was different now. Caesar tried to circumvent Nero's blade, but the Yama Blade entwined itself around Dictator like a snake. This time, Nero initiated the entanglement. Amidst the piercing sound, Dictator dashed left and right, but the Yama Blade remained locked in a tight grip.

Once the sword entanglement begins, neither side can withdraw. Once the force is reduced, the other side can easily push the blade away and reach the face.

Then, over a longer distance, Nero easily found his opportunity. The Yama Blade pierced through Dictado's defenses, the tip of the blade stopping just before Caesar's eyeball. Dictado was still over a meter away from Nero, a formidable barrier.

The two people with the same blond hair and blue eyes froze in place like statues.

(End of this chapter)