Life in Another World of Saber Sanada Shinzo

[Hundred birds face the phoenix. 】

The two stood on opposite sides again, one with a knife and the other with ice, but this time the venue was not as narrow as before, and the open arena was more conducive to Hong Jiaodong's performance.

"You used flames, are you happy?" Sanada Shinzo asked him with a smile.

"I don't know," Hong Jiaodong looked at his left hand, the paranoia in his eyes disappeared, replaced by confusion, "I still don't know whether this change is good or bad, and whether it is correct."

"So you still don't know how to use the burning ability?"

Boom Jiaodong didn't answer.

Sanada Nobuzo sighed, "You can't beat me in that case, Tomo-kun." He drew his sword.

"Then try it!"

The huge ice thorn hit, but was killed by the sharp knife light. Without hesitation, thinking, or looking for flaws, Sanada Shinzo slayed the scorched ice as if he was breathing, and then with a sharp sword intent Approaching him quickly.

No, it's useless, it's not enough!

The huge iceberg once again showed its tip, extending from the center of the venue to the sky. This huge iceberg that looks like a disaster is amazing. This is not a vision that humans can achieve, but more like a punishment from a god.

Hong Jiaodong exhaled a breath of cold air, the right half of his body was frostbitten due to the large-scale use of abilities, and the frost climbed up his face along his arms.

"It's over." He said turning around.

No, he stopped.Something was beating in the iceberg behind him, like a terrifying monster, beating the ice layer that bound him up and down.

bang-bang-bang-

Regularly, like a heartbeat, monsters and disasters will break out of the peace, like Pandora's box will be opened.

Hong Jiaodong only felt a creepy chill creeping up the spine along the back of his neck. He turned his head and stared at the huge iceberg.

what is that?Everyone asked in horror in their hearts.

What is the disaster that is suppressed in the ice and is about to break through the ice?

"Ah, it's an evil spirit." I don't know who answered.

"Clang!" With one blow, the huge iceberg was suddenly covered with cracks, and then expanded rapidly. The iceberg disintegrated into scattered ice chips. The black-haired boy stood with a knife, and his black hair was covered with a layer of frost.

"I've said it all, you can't beat me with such cold words." He smiled wantonly, and showed the cold knife to his opponent.

"For you, I ran to the icebergs of the Northland for special training. Trapped myself in the ice, I either killed or died."

"The comprehension acquired by blocking life must play a role." He grinned.

In the past half a month, he ran into the icy and snowy areas of the Northland, slashing the wind and snow on the largest iceberg, swinging the sword up and down, his hands were frozen, and his eyelashes were frozen. There is no color, no human habitation, and no life, only the sound of the sword slashing down, and his warm heartbeat.

At that time, Sanada Nobuzo really felt the sharpness and firmness of the ice and snow. On the one hand, he sharply refused to attack everything, erected ice thorns to hurt all malicious and good intentions, and on the other hand, he gently condensed into a layer of ice to protect his sensitive and Weak child, he is disaster, he is patron saint, he is death, he is hope of life.

Finally, he sealed himself into the iceberg, let the ice wrap his warm body, and let the cold erode the temperature of his blood. He felt the ice on his skin melt and then freeze into ice again. He heard the sound of ice and snow freezing, and the sound of ice peaks growing .

Then he understood Bingxue and killed Bingxue. He heard farewell in the wind and snow, and Xuehua waved to him.

"Goodbye." He smiled, the warm heart beating in his chest.

But now he is standing here, tall and straight like an ice peak, he is holding a sword, the blade is cold, and the sound of ice and snow freezing and cracking when he strikes the sword, he seems to be standing in the wind and snow.

"Frozen," he said softly, "Where's your power? Use it and win."

"No," said the boy on the other side calmly, "I won't use it."

"Really." Sanada Shinzo lowered his eyes in disappointment, and then he moved quickly!The saber lights followed one after the other, each move was fatal, Hong Jiaodong defended quickly, but it was hard to prevent being scratched by the dense saber lights.

"Jiao Dong, why did you use your power?" Sanada Shinzo asked, "Is it to resist father? Is it to protect mother?"

"No, then why do you use strength to pursue power?" The knife rubbed against the ice, making a harsh and sharp sound.

"Are you asking me to give up that hatred, are you asking me to forgive that man!" Hong Jiaodong was angry.

"No, anger or hatred, hatred or despair, these are just normal human emotions."

"However, Jiao Dong, the important thing is that you have these hatreds, not that these hatreds are you! You are the main body of power, and you are the purpose of power!"

"You are father's son, you are mother's son, you are the owner of personality, these are all for you, so why don't you think more about yourself!"

The cold knife broke through the ice layer and pointed at the young man's fragile neck.

"Answer me, Hong Jiaodong! Why does this power exist!"

The blade approached the neck, with the killing intent of success or success, either answer me or die!

"I," the boy on the other side panted heavily, looking at the approaching blade. He had seen the same blade before, taking his life with murderous intentions, but there is no venom of poisonous snakes on the blade now. It's just ice and snow's cruel tenderness.

I don't want to die, he thought suddenly.

I still have a lot to do, resist my father, protect the present, and become the strongest hero.

I also want to eat cold soba noodles again, drink tea again, and taste a chocolate.

I also want to go to hot springs, watch festivals, and go to the ice and snow in the north to see the ice peaks growing.

I still want to see this world again, I haven't seen enough, I haven't lived here yet!

Boom——The burning flame suddenly rose from the ground and bounced off the blade.Sanada Shinzo backed away from the boy enveloped in flames.

"It's so beautiful, the raging fire." He narrated in a low voice, watching the dancing flames obsessively, he saw hell, and then he heard the evil spirit returning from hell speak.

"I haven't lived enough yet!" The evil spirit resisted with unwilling hatred.

Then live, in the world.Sanada Shinzo smiled with satisfaction.

"Welcome back, Jiao Dong." He said with a chuckle.

"Really, both of you are like this. Do you have to make the enemy difficult before you give up? What an idiot." Hong Jiaodong also smiled, giving up those pressures and expectations, and now he is just himself, just him the power of.

"Yeah, it's really troublesome. I'm not good at dealing with flames." Sanada Shinzo rubbed his forehead in distress.

"If you're really distressed, don't laugh, idiot." The flames gathered, circled, and spread, and they laughed, eyes full of fighting intent, "The last blow?"

"The last blow." Sanada Shinzo drew his sword!

Huge waves of flames rushed in, sweeping the venue with the danger and ambition of burning everything, the scorching temperature even distorted the air!

Sanada Nobuzo looked at the flames attacking him, the surging heat wave had a scorching smell, he saw the burning city and the crying civilians in a trance, he saw the general in armor using a short knife to commit seppuku, he To see the destructive flame consume all decay, all oppression, all tradition.

He suddenly didn't want to resist, he wanted to let himself rush towards the bright fire like a moth, he wanted to be burned, leaving only the ashes of dry bones, burning the skin and the thought.

But no, he can no longer be burned by the karmic fire, he can't be sent to hell by the flames, he draws his sword——

"One sword!" Sanada Shinzo also swung his strongest sword so far!

The white knife light is even more dazzling, like a bird screaming and attacking, the air is grinning, the speeding knife light makes a harsh sound of piercing the air, like thousands of white birds making a sharp neighing!

This is called [Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix].

Neighing white birds and flaming heat waves were installed, and the hot wind that was blown up was mixed with fine blade light and flames, circling upwards.

Is this really something humans can do?The people at the scene asked questions in horror.

The fierce wind howled, the flames laughed grinningly, and the ebb and flow finally turned into calm. The site was destroyed, and the potholes were full of knife marks and burn marks.

Sanada Nobuzo stepped out of the field with one foot.

"Sanada Nobuzo, out of bounds! The winner will be blasted!"

The black-haired boy complained and laughed, "Ah, I'm really not good at dealing with flames."

He put away the knife and walked towards Hong Jiaodong, "Congratulations, Mr. Hong." He showed a comfortable smile, like the evening wind on a summer night.

"Thank you." Hong Jiaodong also smiled, it was his first relaxed smile since he was four years old.The hatred hadn't gone away, but he had learned not to live for it, and his life was truly his own, not the man named father, or the woman named mother.

"Ah, that's right." Sanada Shinzo suddenly remembered something. He reached into his well-protected pocket and took out a sealed black box. He opened it, and cool air gushed out.

"This is what I did to get rid of 800 million." He explained, and then took out the frozen chocolate inside and handed it to Hong Jiaodong. "It won't melt now!"

Hong Jiao Dong took the chocolate, which was wrapped in black tin foil. He unwrapped it and put the chocolate into his mouth.

The creamy chocolate melts in the mouth, and the slightly bitter taste is mixed with sweetness, like the aroma of coffee, bitter but not astringent, fragrant but not sweet.

"It's a bit bitter." He frowned slightly.He thought it was still sweet and greasy, but he took a mouthful of bitter coffee.

"Because." Sanada Shinzo looked at his slightly frowning brows and replied with a smile.

"You don't need the sweet and greasy kind now."

The author has something to say: I just ask you if my boyfriend is handsome!Sweet or not!

The saber light cannon you want is here←_←

Well, today's Sanada Shinzo is still beaten by Mr. Bo on the ground hhhhh

Well now, Sanada is not afraid of ice_(:D)∠)_

The middle sentence "It's an evil spirit" comes from the well-known Mr. sbm

[It's not to resolve hatred, but to turn the hated you into your hatred, to put people first in humanitarianism? 】Maybe that’s what it means, Sanada’s brainwashing.

I also want to eat my boyfriend's chocolate qwq

In the end, why do you both want to jump back to 233 and look forward to Shura Field so much? !I thought about the plot behind it, and I think it seems possible?

Fanwai should be two adults living together and turning into animals, 2333 must be an adult, otherwise you are committing a crime (′-ω-`)

Kill Sanada and wait for the reverse

By the way, the next door to death opened Kotomine Kirei x Shigao Muhang's colleagues... this time it is really more destined qwq