"Clang——!"
The edges of the blades clashed.
In a grand hall reminiscent of a royal court, the silver gleam of the dagger and the long sword collided heavily, creating fierce sparks that flew through the air.
It was an exceptionally dazzling scene.
However, beneath this dazzling display lay an undeniable aura of killing intent.
"Hū——!"
At this moment, Fang Li's figure had completely transformed into a gust of wind. He seemed to shift and flicker like a shadow, maneuvering around Sherlock's body.
His ice-blue Mystic Eyes were locked onto the renowned detective wielding the Knight sword.
The dagger in his hand radiated a deadly cold light.
Fang Li moved at an astonishing speed, darting around Sherlock's form with his dagger acting like a storm of slashes, relentlessly cutting forward. Blade light continuously burst forth around Sherlock.
"Clang Clang Clang Clang——!"
The sound of intense collisions resounded.
Confronted with this onslaught of stormy slashes from all directions, Sherlock didn't evade or retreat. With minimal movements, he swung the long sword in his hand, allowing his body to pivot along with Fang Li's rotations. It was like a dance, deftly intercepting every incoming slash.
If Fang Li was the raging wind, then Sherlock was the gentle breeze.
Even though he appeared to be at a disadvantage, all the slashes from different directions were deftly intercepted by Sherlock, causing sparks and the sound of collisions to continuously burst forth, creating an exceptionally beautiful sight.
In this situation, a faint smile remained on Sherlock's lips.
On the other hand, despite launching an attack against Sherlock like a fierce storm, Fang Li's expression was becoming increasingly solemn.
"This guy…"
As the battle progressed, Fang Li truly felt more and more astonished.
Because the intense battle of flashing blade lights and sword shadows before him was far from rational.
Under the Ability of Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, Fang Li could clearly see the Death Lines of objects.
Not only Sherlock's Death Line but also the Death Line of the weapon in Sherlock's hand, Fang Li could see them all clearly.
Thus, when the battle started, as soon as Sherlock raised his sword, Fang Li attempted countless times to sever that sword's Death Line.
However, all those attempts ended in failure.
That was what made Fang Li anxious.
Indeed, compared to a larger target like a human body, aiming at a sword's Death Line was relatively difficult.
Just like when he faced Konochi Kurusu, a sword's Death Line was not only thin but under the swing of an extremely fast movement, hitting it accurately required a high level of attacking Ability. It wasn't something easily achieved.
However, Fang Li was no longer the inexperienced Divine Envoy he once was.
Now, Fang Li had mastered the Nanaya Assassination Technique and he had significantly advanced his fighting skills. Coupled with his Agility, which greatly surpassed that of a typical Fifth-Rank being, hitting a weapon in extremely fast motion was no longer a challenge.
However, up until this point in the battle, Fang Li hadn't managed to hit Sherlock's weapon's Death Line even once.
It was as if Sherlock could sense Fang Li's intentions. With extremely subtle movements, he would swing his sword, causing the sword to not just deflect Fang Li's slashes, but also subtly alter its Death Line, deviating from Fang Li's intended target.
It was nothing short of incredible.
Just as this thought flickered through Fang Li's mind, Sherlock's semi-smiling voice resounded once again.
"It's not something that's too hard to fathom."
"————!"
As if having read Fang Li's thoughts, Sherlock's words caused Fang Li's heart to tighten involuntarily.
Meanwhile, Sherlock continued to move on the spot in a dance-like manner, flicking away Fang Li's slashes while speaking leisurely.
"If my deductions are correct, you should possess a very Special Ability, one that requires hitting to take effect. I don't know the true nature of that Ability, but it seems to require a hit to activate," Sherlock's voice echoed calmly.
Fang Li's ice-blue Mystic Eyes trembled slightly, and the pace of his slashes unintentionally slowed down.
Sensing Fang Li's attacks becoming sluggish, Sherlock chuckled. "Don't ask me how I know. That's quite easy to deduce."
"After all, from the very beginning, your gaze has been quite obvious, tightly focused on the areas you want to attack, ignoring everything else. So naturally, I would wonder why you're so fixated on attacking those spots. Combining that with your previous behavior, it's quite easy to deduce to this extent."
Being blind, Sherlock had developed an acute sensitivity to the perception of others' gazes.
"And furthermore, from the way you're staring at the attack points with your gaze, I can deduce that much," Sherlock stated with unwavering certainty. "Your Ability is definitely related to your eyes."
With these words, Sherlock suddenly exerted force, transitioning from defense to offense. In a swift move, his body shifted, and the long sword in his hand was thrust forward.
"Clang——!"
With an uncertain count of clashes, Fang Li managed to block Sherlock's thrust.
However, Sherlock was relentless. His long sword flickered continuously as he unleashed thrusts resembling auroras.
The speed of these thrusts wasn't only fast but their trajectory was also extremely intricate.
Fang Li, who was familiar with Sherlock Holmes' exploits, recognized this as Western Sword Technique. According to the records in the books, Sherlock was not only a Sharpshooter with pistols but also a master of martial arts and the master of Western Sword Technique.
As the storm-like thrusts continued to assault him, Fang Li's complexion grew tense, and his figure flickered like a mirage as he dodged repeatedly.
However, every time Fang Li evaded one thrust, the next one would surge toward him with even more fierceness and speed.
"Didn't I tell you before? Even the flow of air is enough for me to sense your position," Sherlock smoothly explained as he released another extremely fast thrust, causing the tip of the sword to shoot violently toward Fang Li.
"Clang——!"
Faced with an unavoidable situation, Fang Li finally raised his dagger to parry, deflecting the incoming thrust.
"Swish——!"
However, in the next moment, a more intricate thrust tore through the space, directly targeting Fang Li's chest.
"Rip——!"
The sound of tearing echoed in the surrounding.
It was the sound of Fang Li's clothes being pierced in front of him.
At the critical moment, Fang Li exerted all his effort to sidestep, dodging the incoming thrust, but not before his clothes were punctured.
"Biri…"
However, at this moment, Sherlock's entire body emitted electric sparks.
"Biri Biri————!"
With the resounding collision of lightning currents, a burst of powerful lightning erupted from Sherlock's body.
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