Chapter nine hundred and sixty-ninth swordsmen confrontation
"What is this... swordsmanship?"
Kamiizumi Takane looked at the sword pressed against his throat, with a dull look on his face.
Even if the opponent's sword is just like a dragonfly touching water, even the cold touch of the sword tip is like cold raindrops falling in a trance.
But Kamiizumi Takane knew that he had failed...
Originally, Kamiizumi Takane was unwilling to accept the challenge from this flower farmer to swordsman.
After all, for him now, he really doesn't want to pay attention to the provocations of some "little characters" that he considers.
But after seeing the challenger himself, Ueizumi Takane agreed to the fight:
He felt some kind of awe-inspiring pressure from the other party, which he was unwilling to admit.
The path of the sword may appear in different ways, but escape and weakness are never the sword's way to victory.
The sword is a deadly weapon, and its path may be confusing and dazzling, but after all, it needs to drink blood...
But the result of accepting the challenge was far beyond Kamiizumi Takane's expectations.
With just one sword strike, he was defeated...
There are not so many technical confrontations, and there is no imaginary back and forth between you and me.
Just one sword that was unsheathed at an extremely fast speed completely crushed all the complicated sounds into crumbs on the ground!
For a young man who had just tasted the glory and joy, this cliff-like fall made Kamizumi Takane feel a little distracted.
Of course he thought about being defeated, but that was only in the dark night.
In the tiny gaps between the noise and intoxication, the throbbing in his heart would also alert him.
Just like the sword master he defeated, he will suffer the backlash of his former glory:
To obtain it in a rough way, you must be prepared to face its collapse.
Regarding this, Kamiizumi Takane felt that he should have expected it...
His arrogance and ideals are all pinned on his hard-earned swordsmanship.
But unfortunately, when the toughest side is crushed by someone, the pain seems too cruel...
Kamiizumi Takane even felt that the sword light that suffocated him was just a casual game played by the opponent.
If it was really a life-and-death fight, the sword shouldn't be like that...
"It's just pure swordsmanship. As for swordsmanship..."
The man who called himself Yin Zhong looked at him, and Shangquan Takane felt that this guy's eyes were so cold.
Just like the cold feeling when touching the sword, it is an edge composed of cold rationality.
Looking at each other, Kamiizumi Takane seemed to understand what he regarded as ancient traditions, those beings who had sacrificed everything for the sword...
The other party's eyes and sword clearly told Kamiizumi Takane all this.
"You need to ask your sword..."
The man who called himself Yin Zhong shook his head and slowly put the sword into its scabbard.
Unlike when he drew his sword violently before, at this moment he seemed to be restraining himself from drinking the last remaining wine.
Kamiizumi Takane would also drink some thin wine from time to time and perform sword dances to celebrate.
But this time, he felt that he was not the guest in the cup, but the person in the cup...
Ask yourself about your sword?
Kamiizumi Takane looked at the swordsman who defeated him with a sword and then left alone. He looked at the sword in his hand and remained silent.
Because this challenge was an impromptu work that Ueizumi Takane occasionally accepted.
Therefore, there were not many people watching around.
Kamiizumi Takane ignored the stunned looks on their faces. He felt that his path was not wrong.
What's wrong is just his laziness...
"I will prove to you my swordsmanship and my... swordsmanship!"
Shangquan Gaogen looked in the direction where Yin Zhong left and whispered.
At this time, Yin Zhong, who was about to return to the temple, met Tong Chuan, who also came alone.
Tong Chuan did not go to see Yin Zhong, because for him, Shangquan Gaogen was his opponent today.
In other words, he is not willing to define the opponent by the concept of opponent.
He felt that it was more like a drama that had been arranged, and the other party was just a clown in it.
Yin Zhong did not look at Tong Chuan, although he could feel the strong sword energy in Tong Chuan's body.
But for him, he doesn't need to prove anything by defeating someone.
What he wants to do is to define something.
Guys like Kamiizumi Takane, who regard swordsmanship as some kind of exchange of power and interests, and promote it vigorously.
Yin Zhong would tell the other party directly with his sword: What is the real concept.
Among Yi Qiu's many disciples, Yin Zhong was one of the disciples who was most influenced by him.
He worked hard to pursue his master's will, and hoped to make his life look like that.
Although it is an ambition, even if it is only one ten thousandth, it is enough to satisfy him.
After all, beings who single-handedly hammer gods to death have some reputations in the multiverse.
As Yin Zhong continued to study the sword, he became more and more aware of his master's power.
Hidden behind those facts unknown to mortals is a giant holding the sky.
In the gaps of the years, in the numerous speculations about mortal things, the unknown secrets that shine with subtle light are all interpreting the definition of legend.
That is the real, magnificent life!
So Yin Zhong didn't say much to Shangquan Takagen.
In Yin Zhong's view, when actions have enough influence, words are meaningless - just like the role played by Yi Qiu in the material world.
And two swordsmen with different swordsmanship just passed each other.
Naturally, this is not a subtle moment, and history will not preserve this moment as such a precious piece of information.
But maybe when the torrent of time rolls by, future generations will be surprised to see the photos obtained under some extremely coincidental circumstances years later.
The yellowed photo may have clearly shown the path of the swordsman:
One is unruly and independent, the other is from the heart...
But for Kamiizumi Takane at this moment, his mood is not very happy:
"Another challenger to growing flowers?"
"Betting on the name of Sword Master?"
Kamiizumi Takane felt a little headache. He was naturally not a person who indulged in pain and decadence.
The enemy of the Sword Master can only be the Sword Master...
It's just that there are strengths and weaknesses...
But it is just like the swordsmanship he chose: a sword or a murderous weapon, but it still has the aura of fireworks that belongs to the mortal world.
Those swordsmanship bound by tradition may be sharp and powerful.
But, after all, that was not the path he took to get to Izumi Takane.
Just refuse?
Kamiizumi Takane tidied his slightly embarrassed clothes, and then took the sword.
He had to let the flower-growing swordsmen know that not all flower-growing swordsmen could be that powerful.
The powerful one is the guy named Yin Zhong, not the flower-growing swordsman.
Kamiizumi Takane thought this as he walked towards the challenge field...