Chapter 168 The most gorgeous move hijacks the most timid person
"My two lords, please stay." Aizani Heisuke showed his sincere face again, trotted to Chiba Shusaku, knelt down and said warmly: "Sorayama-sama, Chiba-sama, His Highness the General just watched the duel between two top swordsmen.
I couldn't help but feel very excited, and I felt that Japan's military fortune was extremely prosperous, but..."
He looked at Chiba Shusaku with some amusement and said: "But because Chiba-sama's weapons are not good, he lost this trial. The general felt that it would be too regrettable, so" he reached out and took a piece of equipment from the attendant on the side.
The extremely gorgeous sword was stretched out in front of Chiba Shusaku, "The general has specially lent the Tokugawa family's sword 'Miike Daiden Taikoyo' to Chiba-sama for the time being. This world-famous sword is by no means inferior to Sorayama-sama."
The Bizen captain Hikaru, the two competed again, and then they showed their true qualities as swordsmen."
Chiba Shusaku looked blankly at Aitani Heisuke, who was smiling but with extremely cold eyes. He saw that the other man had almost stretched the sword to the tip of his nose, with a look like "If you don't pick it up, I will keep raising it."
Chiba Shusaku, who seemed to have completely lost his energy before, pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, took the sword in the opponent's hand lifelessly, and said in a tone without any emotion: "Lord Aitani, please thank me on my behalf.
Your Highness Jiaqing, I will not let you down."
Since you are determined to let me die here, don't worry, I already know what to do.
Aizani Heisuke understood, nodded with satisfaction, and turned to Sorayama Kazuha: "Sorayama-sama, this sword has accompanied Ieyasu-den throughout his life and has gone through many battles. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a token of the Tokugawa family. I think it must be based on your martial arts."
It will not be damaged." The threat in his tone was so strong that he almost said directly: Stop cutting with the sword and cut people, otherwise the general and the shogunate will not let you go.
Kazuyo Sorayama already knew what was going to happen when he saw this guy running towards the competition ground. He suppressed his rising murderous intention and coldly said to the clown-like figure in front of him: "Swordsmen are not to be insulted lightly.
Even if the opponent is a god! Please bring these words of mine to Tokugawa Ieki, and after the competition, I will ask him for an explanation."
"Haha, Sir Sorayama, please excuse me. I will definitely bring you your message." Heishuke Aizani smiled, and noticed the anger hidden in Sorayama Kazuyo's cold expression. The feeling of joy in his heart was simply indescribable.
"Please, please, remember, don't let the general down."
In the empty competition field, the two men stood with swords in their hands. Kazuyo Sorayama had expected this time to restart the trial, and even Shusaku Chiba had vaguely guessed it, but he didn't expect the shogunate's approach to be so ruthless.
"There is no need to hold back again, Sorayama-kun. This time the shogunate is determined to have me die here. If you don't take action, you will stay implicated. Instead of being plotted against me, dying by your sword will be enough for me." Chiba Shusaku did not.
He whispered again and spoke in a normal voice. Although few people could hear him due to the noise outside the venue, this attitude itself showed that the swordsman had no worries in his heart.
Kazuyo Sorayama shook his head and said resolutely: "Whether you die or not has nothing to do with me. But I am not used to being coerced by others. You can die, but not here, not by my sword, so the Tokugawa family
Qing is destined to be disappointed this time. Chiba-san, I respect you as a senior and draw your sword."
Chiba Shusaku opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. The swordsmanship talent of the young swordsman opposite him can be said to be the only one he has seen in his life. Such a person is rare in a century. How can he be restrained by the world and oppressed by power! If he were like him
He was alone, without a family or a monastery, and he would never give in to the arrangements of the shogunate.
With a long sigh, the old swordsman pulled out the Tokugawa family's famous sword and left the shining golden scabbard on the ground like garbage.
After clearing his mind, he shouted: "Kill!" Kill me!
"Chiba-san is not dueling, he is begging for death..." Outside the field, knowledgeable people like Saito Yakuro almost all understood Chiba Shusaku's intentions, "The shogunate, Tokugawa, the world... are about to change.
Oh my god." The corners of his eyes were slightly red, he looked at the field for a moment, and couldn't help but whisper deeply.
Facing Chiba Shusaku's skillful and lackluster attack, Sorayama Kazuyo held the scabbard firmly and retreated step by step until he reached the sidelines. The opponent's moves were still extremely fast, but almost all attack intentions were written in his eyes, feet, and wrists.
There is basically no change in each move during this time. Not to mention Ichiyo Kuyama, even Katsura Kogoro can easily avoid this kind of attack and counterattack at any time to win.
Under the intentional guidance of Sorayama Kazuha, the half-man-high wooden fence was cut by Chiba Shusaku with a knife, and even forced Sorayama Kazuha to the sidelines. In the eyes of others, Sorayama Kazuha still had no intention of taking action, but
Constantly using his body skills to dodge backwards,
The north side of the competition ground was already empty, and Ichiba had almost retreated to the stands.
The shogun Tokugawa Ieki, with a face full of fury, leaned forward and stood up from the couch, as if he wanted to see clearly what the swordsman in the audience looked like who was openly disobeying his orders. At this time, Ichiyo Sorayama
In his perception, the distance between him and Tokugawa Ieki was close to 20 meters.
Facing Chiba Shusaku who once again charged forward and brandished his sword, Kazuha Sorayama did not hide this time. Instead, he turned around suddenly with his left toe as the fulcrum. His whole back crashed into the opponent's arms with a loud "collision". At the same time,
Swing your right elbow back to hit his chest, and raise your right shoulder to hit his wrist, which is very similar to the Taisarayu move that uses the body as a weapon.
Chiba Shusaku, who had no fighting spirit and only wanted to die, was hit so hard that he almost lost consciousness instantly. His body slowly softened, and the confusion in his eyes seemed to come out, as if he was asking Sorayama Kazuyo why.
Want to do this? In the end, he couldn't help but let go of his fingers, and the famous sword Mitsuki Miike fell to the ground.
Kazuyo Sorayama used his right thumb to clasp the hilt of the opponent's sword, and with his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger, he pushed the tail of Miike Mitsuyo's handle from bottom to top. This sword, the symbol of the Tokugawa family, flew into the sky like a meteor from the bottom up.
, under the sunlight, everyone felt that a layer of light was dragging the trajectory higher and higher, as if it was about to break through the clouds. The sword flew upward for almost more than 2 seconds before falling straight to the ground, with half of the sword blade already inserted into it.
Among the white sand at Chiba Shusaku's feet.
Why does it feel like something is wrong... Huh? Is Chiba Shusaku the only one who fainted in the field? Where did Sorayama Kazuyo go? Everyone looked around and finally found a familiar figure holding a long captain's light with a halo, and
At this time, this figure was already on the stand. What shocked everyone the most was: next to the sword, close to the edge, was the neck of the contemporary shogun, His Highness Tokugawa Ieki!
Could it be that... Jiaqing Palace was hijacked? There was an uproar in the audience! Only a few people could clearly see Ichiyo Sorayama's movements, but they were all dumbfounded.
The sword flying into the sky was something Sorayama Kazuyo had already planned when Chiba Shusaku was holding the sword to attack him. He could do a lot of things using the two seconds when everyone's attention was attracted.
After throwing the sword into the sky, his curved body disappeared instantly. In the eyes of everyone, the empty mountain leaf that remained at that time was just an afterimage caused by the speed exceeding the retinal capture, although this effect still remains.
It won't take more than 0.01 seconds, but it's enough.
Hatamoto's eyes surrounding the stands had just turned down from the air, and they did not see Kazuyo Sorayama's figure clearly at all. He only felt a sound of wind passing by him. After reacting, Kazuyo Sorayama had already broken through the defense line. At this time, he drew his sword again.
How can I turn around in time?
While running towards the high platform where Tokugawa Ieki was, Sorayama Kazuha threw out the thickened short sword that he wanted from Ohno Fuji, nailed it deeply into the wooden board of the platform, and used it as a stepping stone to jump upward again.
With the human body, no matter how hard you try, you cannot jump directly onto a three-meter high platform. In fact, if you can step on the soles of your feet to a height of 1.5 meters in one leap, you are already a master among masters.
Kazuyo Sorayama had this intention as early as when he made the plan. In fact, if it were not a wooden platform and he could not use a short knife to step on it to breathe, he could climb up with his hands, but he would have almost no room to fight back the moment he landed on the platform.
, if a master launches an attack, he has no certainty that he can avoid it.
Stepping on the handle of the short sword, he quickly stepped on the vertical wooden board with the soles of his front feet twice, then stepped directly onto the stage with his feet. Only at this moment did any of the many guarding samurai on the stage react, beside Tokugawa Ieki
A warrior with an ordinary face, average height, and even more ordinary clothes in blue put his hand into his arms. Before he extended his hand, a swarm of shurikens in the sky had gone straight to Ichiyo Sora, covering a five-meter radius in front of him.
Its speed and firing technique were far superior to the ninjas who ambush him on the roof when he was assassinated a few days ago. The shurikens were as straight as a rain curtain, and some of them even exceeded the laws of physics, drawing completely irregular trajectories in the air, seemingly regardless of the
No matter how you avoid it, you will end up with weird and unpredictable shurikens piercing your body.
Facing the blow from this samurai, this was definitely a ninja pretending to be a samurai! Kazuyo Sorayama did not try to dodge. This may be an attack that humans can never avoid, but it does not mean that it cannot be defeated!
When Ichiha Sorayama was in the air, he had already drawn the tachi with a burning halo around his waist. He was picking, stabbing, slicing, or throwing. Every blow of the long captain's light happened to hit the flaw in the shuriken.
At this point, several empty mountains seemed to appear on the stage, swinging their swords at the same time, but there was only a crisp "ding" sound.
All the shurikens in front of him were knocked away in an instant, and several figures merged into one place. When the real figure appeared again, Sorayama Kazuyo had already put the sword on Tokugawa Ieki's neck.
The ninja who issued the hidden weapon seemed to be a little stiff after using this move, and he did not expect that Kazuyo Sorayama would use such gorgeous swordsmanship to simply break the "Clone Shuriken Technique" that he had never failed before.
At this time, he did not take action immediately. Instead, he asked seriously: "Your Majesty, the Sword Master, is a master of swordsmanship. Please give me a name for the move that I have practiced hard for twenty-seven years to break the art of clone shuriken."
"One Thousand Strikes in a Flash, this move is called Instant Hell Kill!" Kazuyo Sorayama blurted out perfunctorily. He had no intention of exchanging martial arts skills at this time, but the ninja in front of him obviously took it seriously, "One Thousand Strikes in a Flash: Instant Prison Kill."
It has been passed down by word of mouth in the future. Because of its gorgeous and shocking visual effects, the difficulty that no one can master except him, and the impact this sword has on the world, it has become the iconic and unique secret of our Kongshan Sword Master.
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"I asked him to tell you," he glanced at Aitani Heisuke, who was sitting slumped aside at the moment, "a swordsman should not be insulted, even if the other person is a god, and you look like a sick ghost." Sorayama Kazuchi
Ye steadily brought the blade to the opponent's neck, and coldly mocked Tokugawa Ieki, who was about to faint.
After taking off his righteous status as a general, the sick old man in front of him was just a figure that he had not bothered to kill before.
"Hurry up and put down the Iekei Palace. I'll give you a caesarean section, otherwise you will suffer all the torture in the world and die!" Naomi Naomi, the shogunate boss, scolded him with a stern voice. Then he turned to Tokugawa Iekei and said with a sad face: "Iekei
Your Majesty, how can the General of the Conquering Barbarians tolerate Xiaoxiao's coercion! In order to maintain the majesty of the 12th Tokugawa Shogunate, I implore Your Majesty to commit suicide..."
Before he could finish his words, Kazuyo Sorayama stepped forward and kicked him off the platform. Blood spurted out on the spot and he fell to the bottom of the platform without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Don't move anyone, otherwise I'll kill him! But if you have the courage to stretch out your neck and cut it off yourself, I won't stop you. Haha, for the sake of the reputation of your Tokugawa family..." Kazuyo Sorayama pointed the blade inward.
With a push, blood suddenly flowed from Tokugawa Ieki's neck. Frightened by this, the top leader of the shogunate immediately screamed: "Don't come over, don't come over at all! Ichiyo Sorayama, what are you going to do..."
"Humph, you gutless waste!" Kazuyo Sorayama scolded him in disgust. Without wasting any more time, he held it under his arm and held the blade firmly against his throat. "If you don't want to die, hurry up and order someone to kill him."
All the city gates are open. Today, I want to take you on a tour of Edo!"