The battlefield chosen by Genichiro is on the balcony.
It is the balcony on the highest floor of the castle tower. In the original plot of the game, it was the place where Wolf and Genichiro had their second confrontation.
The two stood on the balcony, facing each other.
As if destined, the red sword and the black sword were once again arranged on both sides.
However, the difference from the game is that this time the arm was cut off and the character with the prosthetic hand was replaced by Ashina Genichiro.
Standing on the open-air balcony, Ashina Genichiro's long black hair was spread out and fluttering in the wind. His upper body was bare, revealing his sickly skin that had been eroded by the change of lakes and was almost black-purple.
There is only one muscle that stands tall, but in the arms, it turns into streamlined muscles like twisted steel wires. The skin is close to the muscle lines. Just by looking at it, you can clearly feel the power within it.
But the left arm, starting from the elbow downward, is a wooden-gray prosthetic hand that looks as crude as a decayed skeleton.
It was the last relic of the Buddhist sculptor.
Now, Genichiro's hand holds the knife tightly.
Facing the wolf once again on the battlefield, it was difficult for Genichiro himself to explain the complicated emotions in his heart.
The last battle seemed like yesterday, and there still seemed to be a dull pain in the joint of the left elbow.
In that battle, the man in front of him used the vision of an extraordinary swordsman to dodge all his attacks with almost predictable reactions. Moreover, with the cooperation of himself and the ninjas, he successfully killed his own ninjas.
And cut off one of his arms.
In the entire Ashina, except for my deceased grandfather, probably no one knows the strength of the man in front of me better than myself, right?
But it was precisely because of his understanding that Genichiro understood how big the gap was between himself and the wolf.
The bet he made with the wolf is actually very clear.
It's just a simple act of care.
After understanding that Ashina only needs to be guarded by the ninja in front of him, he can be as famous as the sword master Isshin, and no one dares to offend him, Genichiro's burden that he has been carrying for almost thirty years is finally lifted from his shoulders.
Come down.
He is a truly pure man.
Do whatever it takes to become stronger;
In order to protect Ashina, he would do whatever it takes.
Throughout his life, he was destined to devote his life to Ashina since he was picked up by Ashina at a young age and brought up as a grandson.
This is not an obligation imposed on him, but simply the purest thought in Ashina Genichiro's heart.
[Since my grandfather has given me everything, then I will use everything I have to protect my grandfather’s beloved things.]
Just such a simple and pure idea, after nearly thirty years of perseverance and everything done in this direction, it will become infinitely great.
Whether it is eating the changeable lake, following Tomoe to learn the Demon Thunder, or using various means to use the lives of Ashina people for immortality research, it is all for one purpose.
Protect Ashina, whom my grandfather loved.
However, when the wolf appeared, Genichiro realized that his wish had been fulfilled.
This is an extremely complex and equally contradictory psychology.
He has been working hard for this goal for almost his whole life, but he is not as talented as the ninja in front of him.
This had to make him feel frustrated, but also gratified.
The wolf is a man recognized by him.
If he were to inherit the name of Ashina...even if he was under the influence of the Nine Springs, Genichiro Ashina felt that he would be able to feel at ease.
However, whether it was to vent his anger over his grandfather's death, or to remove the obstacles on the way for the wolf to ascend to the throne, Genichiro knew that he had to fight the wolf.
He must die here so that the wolf can sit in a high position safely.
This was the purpose of his bet with Wei's name.
It not only supports the wolf to ascend to power, but also binds the wolf to Ashina.
This is his last wish.
But even so, he would not give in at all in this deadly fight.
Putting the five fingers of his right hand on the handle of the knife, Genichiro looked at the man in front of him and slowly pulled out the long black knife from his waist.
The blade was pointed directly at Han Baiyi.
Although he was facing life and death, Genichiro suddenly smiled cheerfully.
Han Baiyi was startled. It seemed hard to imagine that this samurai with the aloof and cold personality would actually show such a bright smile like a sunny boy.
And he smiled so easily, without any trace of bitterness, as if his whole body was relaxed.
He said easily: "Wolf, be careful. This Ninja has many interesting things in his hands."
As soon as he finished speaking, his wooden fingers flicked on the blade of the knife, making a clear sound, and he suddenly took a long stride and sprinted forward.
clang!
The two knives intersected cleanly and neatly, and even the sound of metal clashing was just a very clear heavy sound, and then soon turned into a collision with an intersection frequency that was almost an afterimage.
An inch-long stream of star flames was left in mid-air.
Han Baiyi also devoted himself to the fight.
For him, Genichiro is both his opponent and his enlightening teacher.
The experience of hundreds of broken hands during the field battle in Miscanthus in the past, although at the time it seemed to be a bitter revenge, but now...
He didn’t forget Han Baiyi either!
The angle of each chop, the twist of the wrist when connecting each move, the reaction of the steps and shoulders before each movement begins...
Han Baiyi still remembers everything about Xian Yilang.
When he first entered the dungeon, except for some vague kendo experience that remained when he possessed the wolf, most of Han Baiyi's basics were learned from Xian Yilang.
Although he has now mastered Senboji Boxing and Ashi Mingryu's swordsmanship through his excellent talent, Han Baiyi's shadow of Genichiro can be seen in every move he makes when he swings his sword, chops, and turns.
Because of this, Han Baiyi was able to rely on instinct to defuse the sword at the moment Genichiro drew it.
Looks relaxed and at ease.
It was obviously a life-or-death battle, but there was no trace of viciousness or viciousness on the faces of the two people facing each other. Instead, they looked like two old friends holding hands during lunch, and Genichiro had an excited smile on his face.
It was the smile from the heart of a warrior after he put down all his burdens.
Suddenly, Genichiro took a step back between the two swords. He raised his left hand, and several shurikens flew out of his hand.
Han Baiyi on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, his tears flew away like a round dance in his hands, and he knocked away all the shurikens that were shot in front of his eyes.
There was something strange in my heart.
I always feel that his routine seems a bit familiar.
Before he could remember what was going on, Genichiro waved his hand again, and piles of red firecrackers lit up under his feet, and red shreds of paper exploded everywhere.
Han Baiyi jumped back and stopped, his eyes widening.
Although this routine gave him a long-awaited feeling, that was because he didn't have a broken arm in the world of Sekiro, and naturally he didn't use the ninja prosthetic hand skills that players can use in the game.
Like the [Shuriken] and [Firecracker] just mentioned, they are the player's "Ninja Prosthetic Hand" skill series in the game.
In other words...he was actually beaten by an NPC as a boss?!
Han Baiyi was stunned there, but Xian Yilang didn't hesitate at all because of his daze. He laughed happily and swung his knife.
Seeing him holding the knife in both hands and slashing at the upper part, Han Baiyi immediately cut across the middle, pressing the two swords downwards.
But Genichiro broke through himself in this battle. He used his left prosthetic hand to hold it in front of the red sword without any care, and unfolded an iron umbrella with a puff in the prosthetic hand.
[organ umbrella]
Han Baiyi's face gradually became stiff, and he slashed the iron umbrella with his knife, creating a continuous streak of sparks. Then he immediately turned his wrist to hold the knife, Dingding blocked the two knives that Genichiro struck from under the umbrella, and then stepped back to distance himself.
He finally understood how disgusting the bosses in the game were when they faced players.
"It's not over yet!"
With a loud shout, the machine umbrella in Ren Yi's hand suddenly retracted, and a long spear thrust out from Ren Yi's hand, extending more than half a foot away, stabbing in the direction of Han Baiyi like a dragon.
Come.
【Machine gun】
Han Baiyi held the sword with a clang, but the weapon was stronger every inch. Just a smooth sweep, and the steel machine gun exerted great power in Xian Yilang's hands. It was swung horizontally, making Han Baiyi's hands shake.
.
But it was only a shock, and he immediately stabilized his posture and passed by in the direction of the spear.
Han Baiyi felt extremely calm in his heart.
Although Genichiro's prosthetic hand seems to have a lot of moves, in fact he can't even use any of them.
Because he neither has the ability of players in the game to accumulate experience through life and death battles, nor does he have the opportunity to plagiarize the work of big guys to gain inspiration again and again.
His use of Ninja's prosthetic hand is still at a relatively inexperienced level.
The [Life-Protecting Breathing Yang] in the body suddenly started to move, and the Xianfeng foot was instantly raised in the air, and kicked sideways on the gun shaft. Then the body used it as an axis to flip upside down, completing [See Through] in mid-air, and then struck with a battle axe.
, stepping the tip of the gun into the floor with a 'pop' sound, splashing up a piece of broken wood residue.
Genichiro's body was staggered by this kick.
Han Baiyi's eyes flashed.
锵锒
The light of the knife flashed across his eyes.
The happy and relaxed smile on Genichiro's face suddenly froze.
thump.
The prosthetic hand connected to the elbow of his left arm fell to the ground.
The crack extended down his left arm to his chest and then to his neck.
It was a very slight injury.
Blood seeped out from the wound drop by drop, like gems.
Red tears stopped on Genichiro's neck.
The blade of the knife is slightly embedded in the artery.
Han Baiyi only needed to let Bai Lei's blade penetrate a little further one centimeter and stab it horizontally, and he would be able to put the young commander in front of him, Mr. Wei Ming, into eternal sleep.
"Why?"
Genichiro's voice was hoarse and his head was slightly lowered.
"Why...don't you kill me?"
Han Baiyi sheathed his sword, his expression as relaxed and relaxed as before.
"Because it's not necessary."
Genichiro suddenly swung the knife with his right arm and was about to cut himself on the neck, but Han Baiyi punched him in the face. His neck seemed to have been stretched by a foot, and two bloody teeth flew out on the ground.
The blade that opened the door was held by Han Baiyi with his other hand.
Slightly soaked in blood.
After two hard strokes, he took the black knife out of Genichiro's hand and opened the door.
There was blood all over his left hand.
thump
Genichiro knelt on the ground, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth and the corners of his lips were split.
His head was shaking and his hair was disheveled. He was probably a little dizzy from the punch on his chin.
Han Baiyi ignored him, opened the door and put the black knife into its scabbard, made a clicking sound, turned around and left.
Before leaving, Han Baiyi waved at him with his bloody palm.
"I will confiscate this knife first."
"Besides, I will have you manage my Ashina Castle from now on."
After saying that, he strode outside.
Both Yuzi and Yongzhen were waiting at the door, but they always turned their backs and did not look inside.
Until Han Baiyi came out, he didn't ask anything and followed him down silently.
This is a battle that only belongs to those two men.
...
on the balcony,
Ashina Genichiro's mouth oozed blood, and he showed a tired smile under his disheveled hair.
The body leans back.
With a thud, his head hit the wooden floor.
The fracture on his left arm broke again, but he seemed to feel nothing.