When General Kameru got up from the ground, he even felt that his crotch was cold. No matter how luxurious his clothes were, they would become worthless if they were stained with filth. In the same way, without the support of the powerful shogunate and the military force to suppress him, he would have no confidence.
How is it different from the old farmers working beside the fields?
This damn god trampled on his dignity as a general! In front of him, he used thunder to chop the ministers and nobles who relied on him into charcoal. General Iamira could even foresee that he would be harassed by these ministers and families when he returned to Owari.
The backstages of those nobles are very troublesome, and even the "Oshu Rebellion" twenty years ago is not impossible to happen again.
The scowl on his face only appeared for a moment. General Jiaming quickly put a flattering smile on his fat face covered in cold sweat and sat down on his knees, letting the sweat melt the paint on his face.
He set his sights on the martial arts stage. The person holding the sword was Onisu Fuqi, who was the best at Iai slashing skills among the eleven people under his command. Onisu Fuqi, who was of the same mind as the general, defeated the flashy Qiang Baibing.
The fake who is held up as the highest point among swordsmen, win the final victory for me!
On the martial arts stage, Qiang Baibing and Gui Subuqi stood at both ends, looking at each other.
The bright sunlight shines down, causing the remaining water stains on the surface of the martial arts arena to reflect golden light.
Onisu Fuqi is a seemingly ordinary bald monk with several tiger-striped beards on each side of his cheeks. His eyes are narrow and narrowed into slits, preventing anyone from seeing through his eyes. He holds a cold overall color matching
[Chopping Sword·Blunt], with the right palm raised in front of the body in a praying position.
"Formerly the strongest in the country, Fallen Swordsman Qiang Baibing...if you step back now, I can still allow you to live." Guisu Buqi didn't even open his eyes when he spoke.
"Are all the eleven members of the Royal Guard talking such nonsense? You are like this, and so are the two mediocre people who challenged the 'Micro Knife'."
Standing only 5 feet 3 inches, Qiang Baibing was as slender and beautiful as a woman, with a cold gaze. He held a translucent, commensurately beautiful sheathed long sword in his left hand, and held a paper umbrella in his right hand.
"They are the weakest among the eleven on the side, but I am different. In terms of strength, I am one of the strongest among the eleven on the side. Not to mention that I still hold the [Zanto] that is most suitable for my Iai swordsmanship.
·blunt】."
Oni Subuqi's face was serious, and he held the sword's scabbard upside down with his left thumb gently pressing against the sword:
"Consider this as my compassion for you. Don't be ungrateful, Qiang Baibing."
"You want to win the final victory in front of God, so you hope to use verbal offensive to avoid all possibility of injury? It's really stupid..."
"What!"
"What the gods want to see is the collision of iron and the spilling of blood, not your ridiculous method of using words and tactics to win. Unfortunately, I have just changed my motive for coming here——"
Qiang Baibing stood quietly on the edge of the martial arts arena, holding a paper umbrella to block the sunny and excessive sunlight:
"I will win the final victory and become the blade of the great god Susanoo in the world. I will prove that [锖] is the most perfect, complete variant sword worthy of being reforged by the gods."
"...I'm not ashamed of my words!" Oni Sufuqi lowered his body slightly and tilted his body. This is the most suitable posture for Iai-slaying besides the sitting posture.
"So, speaking skills is the most useless thing for a swordsman."
Qiang Baibing threw away the paper umbrella in his hand, and the rotating paper umbrella flew up and then fell outside the field.
At this moment, the referee in black standing in the audience suddenly waved the small flag in his hand——
"Kami-mae swordsmanship showdown! The winner and loser is Ichimoku - [Qiang Baibing] vs. [Ghost Subuqi]!"
"Let's decide the outcome in an upright and upright manner!"
Snap, the handle of the paper umbrella lightly hit the stone ground outside the venue.
Bang! Guisu Buqi's feet suddenly exerted force, and the hard stone bricks were cracked by his feet. He rushed towards Qiang Baibing at a very fast speed. At the same time, he lowered his body and held the scabbard with his left hand and the handle of the knife with his right hand. The sword suddenly flashed.
now!
[Ghost Shouju·Yiqi]!
There were still more than ten meters away from Qiang Baibing, and the vacuum chop wave caused by Iai's tragic slash unexpectedly broke away from the sword blade and turned into a flying prop that shattered the stone ground along the way.
[Zhan Sword: Blunt] has unparalleled 'sharpness' and nothing can block its edge. It is the Shikisaki Kiki variant sword that is most suitable for 'drawing the sword'. And Onisuka Fusei is studying the drawing of the sword.
After decades of slaying, I am confident that Japan will never have a more powerful slaying expert than him. If I can win, even if my opponent is Qiu Baibing, the former strongest warrior in the country, I can win!
The sword light that flew out from the blade was extremely fast, and it hit the position where Qiang Baibing was in just a moment, causing bricks and stones to fly everywhere.
But Qiang Baibing was faster. He just shrunk and took a step forward. His figure instantly crossed ten meters. With three consecutive steps, he immediately crossed the huge martial arts field.
[Secret Technique: Shrinking Earth]!
Seeing Qiang Baibing reveal this hand, not only the people holding the swords, but also Heather raised their eyebrows. For ordinary people, this is already an extreme movement skill.
Oni Sufuqi lowered his body again, almost bowing, and at the same time he knelt and bent his legs. His right hand held the black sword handle behind his back and turned into a blur. The chop waves caused by the successive tragic Iai chops were predicted.
The movements of the white soldiers continued to strike out. At the same time, the sword light also designated the five meters around Guisu Buqi as a restricted area. Anyone who enters will die!
"Okay, so awesome..." Jiu'er, who was watching the battle from a distance, was frightened to see that the eleven people under the general's command were indeed extraordinary.
But Shichika had a different opinion - "Is it very powerful? I think Uren Ginkaku's Iai Slash is faster and sharper."
Uren Ginkaku, the original holder of [Zanto: Blunt], guarded the deserted Inaba Castle alone, and was the last lord of Inaba Castle. He died with a smile after a fierce battle with Shichika, even though he was stronger than Shichika when facing him
Even the Iai-slayer who cuts everything has to use tricks to win, so it left a deep impression on me.
Jiu'er was a little unconvinced: "It's just because the opponent is Qiang Baibing, so it seems that Guisu Buqi is not as powerful as Yulian Yinge? Look, Qiang Baibing's favorite skill [explosion shrinking ground]!"
Under the skill of [Explosive Shrinking], Qiang Baibing could still freely reverse direction even without slowing down, and kept running back and forth in the martial arts arena, and he was gradually approaching Guisu Buqi in an irregular Z-shaped trajectory without hesitation.
"You dare to get close? If you are brave enough... you will die!"
Just when Qiang Baibing took another step to [shrink the ground], Guisu Buqi's eyes that had been narrowed suddenly opened angrily. This time he did not hold the knife with his backhand but held the handle of the knife with his right hand and pointed towards Qiang Baibing who had just landed.
Swing out the most powerful unstoppable sword slash——
"[Cut the knife back]!"
At the same time, Qiang Baibing also took action.
He turned over the translucent and exquisite [Thin Knife and Needle] in his hand, and the scabbard naturally flung out and gently guided the incoming Iai Slash aside, while the thin and thin blade that was as bright as crystal moved along
Qiang Baibing had already planned the trajectory, drawing a beautiful semicircle from bottom to top.
"[Reverse Dream Slash]."
The light blue sword light was mixed with brilliant sunlight, and it passed through Gui Su Buqi's body so lightly and silently. And Qiang Baibing himself appeared like the wind at the edge of the field ten meters away behind Gui Su Buqi, with a thin and narrow knife.
The tip of the knife hangs diagonally to the ground, not stained by a drop of blood or a speck of dust.
Guisu Buqi turned his back to Qiang Baibing and remained motionless as he drew his sword to strike. After a few seconds, he slowly spoke:
"The perfect use of the chain sword moves between the scabbard and the blade... Is this the unique skill that allows you to be called the 'Sword Master' by the world?"
"Exactly."
"What a beautiful swordsmanship...I lost."
Plop! Plop! Guisu Buqi's upper body slid down diagonally from his right shoulder to his left waist. The two ends of his body fell heavily to the ground one after the other, and there was no more sound.
Qiang Baibing bent down to pick up the paper umbrella from the edge of the field and raised it again. Then he turned back to look at Gui Subuqi's body and said lightly:
"Even if you go to the underworld, please be intoxicated with me."
Outside the field, the referee in black suddenly waved the flag.
Swordsmanship duel in front of God, the winner is the winner——