Seirei Tsukai Blade Dance Novels & Stories

“Triple Slash!” “Spring Thunder!” “Quintuple Slash!” “Full Bloom!” Once again, Kenzo brought out his strongest move as the blades in his hands danced around Tyr menacingly. As they merged into one and came slashing down on Tyr, he felt a sense of dread momentarily. In reply, the three blades he was holding started moving. Triple Slash, Quintuple Slash, and Septuple Slash all came together and broke Kenzo’s Full Bloom assault. “Dance of a Thousand Years!” Tyr roared.

Boro and Mika stood in the sand circle as the two finalists. The animosity between the two was so thick in the air it was almost palpable. Boro stood in the ready form, Crane In The Water, standing perfectly balanced on one leg, his sword held out before him. Mika stood in a form that Boro didn't recognize. Boro prided himself on knowing all the forms of classical, and modern, sword art, the fact he didn't recognize this one was puzzling.

She was shaking as she bent down and touched the blade. It was still light and comfortable to the touch but there's something odd on it, something new, something powerful. Serra could sense and feel the power radiating around it. The same power as her ethereal blade. Serra quickly walked towards the light and settled down. She slowly bring the blade into the light and studied it.

Instantly their sword shined with two different colors. As they waved their sword at him, a few streaks of spirit energy flew out their swords. It was manipulation of the spirit qi that only a Spirit Master Stage Warrior was capable of. Their spirit energy condensed into the wind blades and light blades that flew toward Shi Tian with fast speed. Shi Tian looked at the incoming blades and swing his spear multiple times using basic spear art. In just a few seconds, he swings his spear dozens of times. All the wind blades and light blades were destroyed by Shi Tian's spear easily before they could reach him.

With a ripping sound, the sword formation was torn into pieces. "How dare you!" There was a thunderous roar in the sky. A bolt of lightning rumbled and turned into a thousand-foot-long giant blade that slashed toward Caspian. The shining white light made the faces of the disciples in the sword formation turn pale. "Who do you think you are?" Caspian stretched out his hand and sealed the five disciples' tendons and meridians. He grabbed them and threw them at his feet. At the same time, he waved his other hand at the huge blade. "Taiyi Fire Saber!"

It was like a rotating invisible saber light storm, and no one else could approach them. The 24 Moves of the Saber Technique were displayed one by one, including Blade Five, Blade Eighteen, and so on. Styles of saber techniques were displayed by the four beautiful women. Every time they displayed one move at an incredible angle, it contained enough Saber Intent that could destroy the world. The attacks grew fiercer and fiercer, and the rumble grew louder and louder. It was like a thunderstorm in summer, and the rumbling of thunder rose and fell incessantly. Moreover, it grew faster and stronger.

“Even with your belly ripped open, you still cling to life.” Bending down, Huang Fu brought his face within a mere inch of Xiu Jian’s bowed head, close enough to hear the ragged, desperate gasps of his foe. Huang Fu’s eyes gleamed as he watched Xiu Jian grimace in unbearable pain. Scarlet trickled from Xiu Jian’s temple, sliding down toward his eye. With a swift motion, Huang Fu reached for the sacred blade at Xiu Jian’s left hip—the legendary sword sheathed in a scabbard adorned with golden dragon carvings.

Fight! "Osu!" They both pause for a moment and before I could register what was happening their dance began. I could tell my eyes had gone wide. How was she able to conceal herself that well, even from me. Her steps quicken, and soon I could see what Asano-San and Joseph were talking about. She dances. Her strikes and thrust are precise. Her Kiais echo throughout the room, they're the only shouts I hear. Tomoki moves his shinai above his shoulder to strike but she parries the strike, flipping his shinai and returning his strike; men-kaeshi-men. They both shout and their steps begin again. "She's... incredible..." Asano-San chuckles and I could hear the doors open as others enter the room.

Amaterasu ordered. Taifū flew alongside the rings and Odoroku sank back into the ground. Taifū, using his sword, created wind blades. Death swung his scythe at the attacks, negating them. Taifū was stunned by what he saw. He had never seen magic be outright erased before. The flames from the rings were continuous, so their attacks were still getting through, chipping at Death. Taifū didn't let his surprise stop him. He continued to launch blade after blade at Death. The wind blades Death avoided instead of negating managed to create deep cuts in the ground.

says Seirei and the teacher’s desk flies away completely exposing his location. “Well, sh*t. Guess I’ve gotta fight then.” Seirei stands up on his feet and a black mist surrounds his arms. He turns around and an arm of a kappa grabs his face hurling him outside the window at high speeds. The windows in the classroom shatter with Seirei still flying through the sky. The speed with which he was flying reduces gradually and he puts a stop mid-air. Staying upright, he cuts through the air with speed not visible to the naked eye re-entering the classroom through the window and putting his arm that had transformed into a huge black scythe right through the kappa’s head.