My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Kotomine Kirei, who has been practicing since childhood, naturally recognized this move. His expression remained unchanged and he took one step forward.

Stamp one foot, step forward, exert force on the heel, go along the waist, go through both hands, and come out from the fingertips.

This blow has a resounding name called Wind and Chaoyang Palm, which is one of the eight unique moves of Bajiquan.

Facing the killing move, Sakusuki immediately stepped back and dodged to avoid Kotomine Kirei's attack. However, the latter stepped up to the right and got closer and hit him in the face with a left punch.

If you don't slap someone in the face, how can you repair it!!

Roaring loudly, Shuo Yue leaned back to dodge, but the black-robed priest refused to let go and quickly turned to the right, with his palm facing up, and stabbed the golden-eyed young man in the throat with his left palm.

Bang! With his left arm raised, Sakuzuki used his right forearm to deflect Kotomine Kirei's killer move, then quickly turned around and punched him in the face.

Kotomine Kirei frowned, blocked Sakutsu's attack with the same posture, and then retreated quickly, out of the fighting range.

It wasn't that he couldn't defeat Shuo Yue, but that he realized that this young man was using him as a sparring partner. His increasingly superb Bajiquan martial arts was the best evidence of this.

There is no more suitable experience package than a martial arts fellow.

Although he didn't know where Sakuzuki Sora's Bajiquan Kung Fu, which was so pretentious but had no foundation, came from, but no matter what, Kotomine Kirei couldn't let his opponent continue to grow.博

Then, one strike will determine the outcome!

With his chest slightly raised, Kirei Kotomine chanted the spell taught by Tokiomi Tohsaka in a low voice, strengthening his whole body to a height comparable to that of a heroic spirit.

With the addition of enhanced magic, the man in cassock ran like thunder, turned into a swift shadow and rushed into Shuo Yue's arms. His hands moved forward and backward, left and right, and struck out in succession.

The unique trick of Bajiquan is to force the door open left and right!

Different from the wind facing the sun palm, the left and right hard door opening fists followed different trajectories, attacking Shuoyue who seemed to be caught off guard.

Although Bajiquan is powerful, it is based on hitting the target. If it fails to hit, it is meaningless. The world of Xingyue does not have the setting of internal force in martial arts novels. Even the great master Li Shuwen, known as the unparalleled striker, may not be able to hurt people through the air with his fist strength alone. For this reason, Kotomine Li Cai decisively used magic to strengthen his physical fitness and try to kill him with one blow.

But this also means that he broke the rule of solely competing with Bajiquan.

Then, Shuo Yue can naturally have no taboos.

The diamond-shaped space passed through Kirei Kirei's body. The next moment, the priest in black robes appeared in the sky, and the young man with golden eyes bent his bow and arrow, and the arrow containing rich magic was aimed at his head.

Since you want the game to end so much... Sakuzuki raised his turban, staring at Kotomine Kirei who was hanging in the air, and released the bow string without mercy.

Farewell then, Father.

The fire that exploded was like a miniature sun rising from the forest of Einzbern.

Turning his back to the firelight, Shuo Yue calmly drew back his bow and walked towards Irisviel.

Madam, please stand behind me. Kuu Maiya did not dare to neglect, dragging his seriously injured body to stand in front of Irisviel, but was pushed aside impatiently by Sakuyue.

The murderous intention disappeared, the spiritual clothes dispersed, and he put his hands in the sleeves of his kimono. The harmless-looking young man joked: So, tell me about your journey? It's obvious that I and I have given you many instructions. You dare to stand in front of Kotomine Kirei, you are very brave, madam?

That's right~ Irisviel covered her mouth and snickered. Naturally, she would not say that this was her and Maiya's efforts for Kiritsugu.

I can only say that people's hearts are incredible.

If it was for Kiritsugu, he would risk his life—there were others besides himself who had the same determination.

This answer had made her so scared and uneasy before. But now, this fact made her feel very relieved.

Even if she is gone one day, there will be someone who will silently support Kiritsugu so that he will not get lost (Masamiya speaks).

Although Irisviel's words were cryptic, Shuo Yue, who was familiar with the plot, still laughed helplessly: It's incredible that you said 'human heart'. It seems that you are becoming more and more similar to humans, Irisviel.

The next moment, Shuo Yue's intuition sounded an alarm, and Irisviel's face in front of him also changed suddenly, and she blurted out.

Be careful, Sakuyue!

The Noble Phantasms flying all over the sky were like a golden rain.

And in the pouring rain of death, a red shadow shot out of the sky, and the petal shield behind him cracked inch by inch, but in the end it supported the master until he left the battlefield.

After returning to his fighting stance, Sakutsu put down Irisviel and Kuu Maiya, activated his replacement magic, and teleported them away. Then he turned his head and looked at the unexpected golden figure.

King of Heroes...Gilgamesh.

Standing on the treetops, he was wearing golden armor with his arms folded, and his snake-like pupils were full of teasing.

I told you so, cook.

Don't be so anxious. I will show you the majesty of the king at night.

After discussing it with the editor, it will be put on the shelves on Friday this week. Since I have no experience, can any book friends tell me how many updates I need to make on the day it is put on the shelves (brother, please be more reliable)?

Chapter 86 The King of Gold

The King of Gold, the oldest hero king, Gilgamesh.

On this stormy night, he did not participate in the chaos among the followers, but appeared in front of the masters and in front of Shuo Yue.

But the young man with golden eyes did not panic. He just raised his head and asked calmly:

Where is Kotomine Kirei?

Hmph, I took action, so of course I survived.

Why protect him?

Are you kidding, cook! The golden king sneered, The king should judge the merits and demerits of his ministers. When will it be your turn to point fingers?

The plan to kill the pleasure monster in advance went bankrupt again, and Shuo Yue's expression also turned cold. He tilted his head, his expression quite unruly:

Speaking of which, I've wanted to ask a question for a long time...

Um?

How dare you, a king who has been dead for almost five thousand years, to promote your toothless royal ways in modern times? Are you simply trying to protect your kingly self-esteem, or do you think that after your death? In the end, the development of human civilization will not be worth mentioning at all?”

Are you contemptuous of the progress of civilization over the past thousand years?

Oh? Do you really dare to say that? The Hero King's expression turned cold, and golden ripples spread out layer by layer behind him, Bastard.

After being demoted from a cook to a bastard, Jin Shining was obviously furious.

Countless Noble Phantasms poured out again, swallowing up Shuo Yue's foothold.

However, the diamond-shaped space unfolded layer by layer, like a hungry beast devouring swords, guns, swords and halberds. The young man with golden eyes stood proudly on the earth, looked at the past king, and said loudly:

Why don't you answer me? Do you have nothing to say? Hero King Gilgamesh!

What kind of identity are you asking me for, bastard! The golden king frowned, and took the initiative to take out a short cone from the treasure house and throw it.

A short cone imprinted with unknown lines hangs in the sky, freezing the space.

So the diamond-shaped space was shattered inch by inch, and when the golden wave came in, the seven rings covering the blazing sky were propped up, protecting the pure land behind them.

The white hair was blown to pieces, but the golden color in the young man's eyes was reflected brighter and brighter: I have never had any identity. You can think of me as a cook, a brother, a magician, or even a king who rules over himself... But ,before that!

The Mountain-Destroying Sword roared out, penetrated the frenzied storm of Noble Phantasms, and headed straight towards Gilgamesh on the tree.

The century-old tree was crushed into powder, and the King of Heroes wearing golden armor floated to the ground, standing on the same level as the young man.

First of all, I do it as a human being! Shuo Yue raised his sword and charged towards Gilgamesh.

As a member of the human race that still continues today, I question the ancient king recorded in the original epic——

The black and white double blades cut down every weapon, and the young man got closer to the king with his arms crossed.

In your eyes, does your royal way trump everything else? Do you think that people should be divided into three, six or nine levels, and everyone must bow before the dignity of the king?

Facing Shuoyue, whose blade and words were extremely sharp, for some reason, the anger on Gilgamesh's face suddenly dissipated, and a slight smile even appeared on his lips.

Modern humans? It's really interesting... Since you raise weapons against me for such a reason, I have to show you the majesty of King's Landing!

The endless rain of swords stopped abruptly, and he took out a battle ax with his own hands, and shattered the two swords in Shuo Yue's hands with just one blow.

Then, listen carefully, you claim to be a modern person!

The battle ax hit the ground heavily, and the handsome King of Uruk changed his arrogant tone and said loudly:

The so-called identity is just a footnote for a person walking in this world. Is the shoe shiner doomed to dim under the light of the king? No, human life has always enjoyed the same beauty!

But he is greedy, greedy for the king's wealth and luxury, and he is afraid, afraid of the soldiers commanded by the king.

So he is humbled by greed and bowed by fear!

It's not because I forced them to surrender to me, but because they admired the King's light and were willing to be driven by me!

Remember, Shuoyue, my king's royal way has never been oppression and tyranny. Uruk prospered because of me. Do you understand? Only my will can dominate everything, and only my existence can rule. everything!

Deep forest, bright moonlight.

The emerald green sword penetrated the night, and the golden light illuminated the darkness.

The ancient king stood on the planet that existed forever, laughing unbridled and wildly.

The kingdom of the king has become history, but as long as he still stands here, Uruk will always exist here - because he himself represents the oldest civilization.

Hero King, Gilgamesh.

This kind of figure and this kind of will are the reasons why he is engraved on the realm record tape and transformed into a heroic spirit.

Red flame flowers bloomed in the darkness.

This is the battlefield where the three servants are fighting fiercely. The stalemate between the swordsman, the spearman and the berserker has passed away. When he took out two weapons from behind, the situation changed unexpectedly.

!

The crackling sound was accompanied by a roar, and as he flew back, a burst of sparks suddenly flooded the nearby trees like a swarm of locusts. In the blink of an eye, the original lush greenness turned into ashes of destruction, leaving no original shape.

The smell of burning gunpowder rushed into the nostrils of the two heroic spirits.

This weapon is the first one I recognize in my hand. It is the thermal weapon that her master is best at using. It is a mechanical launcher that is regarded as a mainstream weapon in the modern world.

Ordinary bullets have no effect at all...

However, when the bullet rain swept over again, both of them kicked the ground honestly and quickly distanced themselves, avoiding the spitting fire.

The stray bullets that did not hit the target made large holes in the ground and tree trunks with unimaginable destructive power. Such power made even the servants click their tongues when they saw it:

Even if we are hit, we will be fatally injured, right?

Is it because of the Noble Phantasm!

Although he didn’t know where he got the guns from, the black-armored crazy knight held a modern gun in each hand. Both the gun body and the magazine were corroded by the magic power of hatred, turning them into weapons capable of posing a threat to the followers. Fierce demon magic weapon.

In the forest where there are no bunkers, or where the bunkers are fragile, those who use cold weapons have been unable to shorten the distance between the enemy and ourselves, let alone attempt to counterattack.