Ichiyo Kuyama woke up early and walked in the rain-watered, muddy forest outside the city.
What happened last night was also a big challenge for him who has always been unsociable and usually only speaks with a knife. Faced with the desperate request of farmers, Sorayama Kazuha's ruthlessness is partly due to his personality, and the other is out of his concern for the world.
To protect himself when the rules are unclear, he has long passed the age of drawing a sword in anger.
Moreover, any top martial artist's control over his own emotions is unimaginable by ordinary people. Although he is far from the state of cutting off seven emotions and six desires, he remembered what his master said to him on his first day of practicing swordsmanship: You can't
If you control your heart, you will never be able to control your sword.
Kazuha Sorayama would never fight with dozens of bandits of unknown force and put himself in danger just because of the so-called justice.
There is also the voice that always surrounds his soul, forcing him to maintain his own state. What is the world of "Seven Samurai"? What is the key to unlocking the next world? How should he go back? These problems have not been solved for a day, and he has not solved them for a day.
Will not relax myself.
Putting aside distracting thoughts, Sorayama Kazuyo slowly pulled out his sword and began his daily practice.
[It would be great if there is an opponent here. At least it can let me understand the force value of this world. If there is no suitable opportunity, then I will take the initiative to find some martial arts schools or ronin to seek challenges] Sorayama Kazuyo collected
Dao exhaled a breath of thick air and couldn't help but start thinking again.
Suddenly, as if he felt something, Kazuyo Sorayama looked back. He saw a thin warrior with a forlorn face under the tree in front of him, holding his sword and looking at him. Seeing Kazuyo Sorayama turning around, the man bowed slightly and relaxed.
Walk towards him slowly.
Sorayama Kazuha's eyes were focused: this man's eyes were calm and his steps were steady. No matter how his feet moved, his upper body remained motionless. His left hand holding the knife was like a rock, and his right hand drooped naturally, as if he could draw the knife at any time no matter what situation he encountered.
[He is a master! As for who is higher or lower, you can at least know it by competing with him.] Kazuyo Sorayama was slightly excited. This is the first samurai in this era who can make himself want to compete.
When they reached a distance where neither of them could attack each other violently, the warrior stopped and leaned forward again, speaking in a stilted manner as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "I don't mean to disturb you, but I've been hiding for a long time to see how powerful your martial arts are."
, can we compete and learn the art of swordsmanship?"
Kazuyo Sorayama looked at this samurai carefully: he had a serious face, tight lips, a pair of slender and calm eyes on the high cheekbones, and an obvious scar at the corner of his slightly drooped right eyebrow, which made this skinny face look a little more difficult.
The chilling air he describes, and his straight body like an unsheathed sword, make people dare not look down upon him.
Kazuo Sorayama nodded slightly, and said in a voice that was far hoarse than Jiuzang: "I'm Kazuo Kazuo, I'm practicing the ancient style of swordsmanship. Please give me your guidance, Kuzo-dono." After saying that, he took two steps back, walked sideways to a bamboo forest, and walked out.
The sword was swung twice in an instant, and a bamboo sword of moderate length appeared.
Jiuzang's eyes narrowed. Although these two swords were not the highest speed of Sorayama Kazuha, their precise movement and the harmony of body shape and pace had made Jiuzang's evaluation of Sorayama Kazuha higher again.
Jiuzang also cut out a bamboo sword. The two carefully trimmed the branches and leaves, waved them a few times with their familiar techniques, took out the long sword and put it aside, and stood with the bamboo sword. Both parties nodded in tacit understanding, and at the same time raised their heads.
The best stance.
Jiuzang's right leg is slightly arched forward, his left leg is behind, his toes are parallel to his right heel, his heels are raised an inch, his knees are slightly bent, his waist is straight from his upper body, his shoulders are slightly drooped, and he holds a knife in both hands with the tip of the knife pointing upward.
Pointing slantingly at the throat of Ichiye Sora.
This integrated stance can be used to attack, defend, stab, swing or block. It is the most classic mid-level stance in kendo, and it may also be the most commonly used basic movement for two-handed weapons.
Facing Jiuzang's strict posture, Sorayama Kazuyo slowly placed his bamboo sword horizontally by his side, using a threatening posture rarely seen in modern kendo, put his feet close to the ground, and slowly approached Jiuzang with his feet.
Although they were sparring with bamboo swords, Sorayama Kazuyo still showed his peak state to deal with it carefully. He could tell at a glance that the Jiuzang in front of him was by no means the competitive opponent he had been in thousands of games in the past, but a professional opponent of this era.
Martial arts, war weapons created by tempering the body and spirit every day. Judging from the strong murderous aura emanating from the opponent's body, the opponent who dies in Jiuzang's hands will definitely not die with less than two hands.
In a life-and-death duel with real swords, Kazuyo Sorayama cannot guarantee that he will be as calm as his opponent. In fact, the murderous aura in his opponent's body is enough to make it difficult for Kazuyo Sorayama, a "competitive master", to remain calm, and he will be defeated and die.
Using only bamboo swords to compete in martial arts is Kazuyo Sorayama's strength, and one-on-one competition is also the best way for him to reach the peak of his martial arts.