Chapter 726 The strongest moment is now! Step into the extreme of martial arts! 【5400】
"Hahaha……"
There was pain in the chest that seemed to tear the entire body apart...well, the body was indeed torn apart.
Should I say it was a blessing in misfortune? Toyotomi Nobuhide's sword did not hit his belly, but hit his chest.
If it was a knife in the abdomen... the stomach, kidneys, intestines and other organs would probably be cut to pieces, and then bleed all over the floor along the wound.
When Toyotomi Nobhide slashed down with his sword, Genichi tried his best to block it with his sword, deflecting the path of the sword to avoid being hit in the forehead and at the same time dissipating part of the force on the sword.
Immediately afterwards, the hard sternum and ribs blocked another slash for Genichi.
Thanks to Genichi's all-out defense and the protection of his bones, the heart, lungs and other important organs were not seriously damaged.
However - even though the important organs were not damaged, Genichi's current condition is by no means good.
Although the sternum and ribs helped Genichi block the knife and mitigated part of the force on Yoshimitsu's bones, they also suffered a lot of damage.
The left clavicle, sternum, ribs...the bones in the chest all suffered varying degrees of damage.
The pain from the bones made Yuan Yi feel almost fainting.
But what troubles Yuan Yi the most... is the horrifying amount of blood loss...
The blood couldn't stop flowing out from the wound, and it couldn't be stopped.
The massive loss of blood made Yuan Yi's face look like gold paper, and his lips were frighteningly pale.
He tried to stand up and continue fighting, but the huge pain made it painful for him to even move his arms.
——Am I...defeated...
Genichi raised his head with all his strength and looked at Toyotomi Nobuhide who was walking towards him.
——The person who took my head...is my blood relative...
--hateful……
——Is this all we can do...?
Genichi felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his eyes slowly became half-closed, and might close completely at any time.
——I have dedicated my whole life to the sword... but in the end... I still failed to touch the higher realms of the sword before I died...
——What a pity...
As Yuan Yi's eyes slowly closed, the light in his eyes slowly became dim...
But, at this moment——
"It's a pity that I'm not born in the same era as you. Although you are an enemy, I am also a swordsman, and I really want to see how terrifying you are when you are at your strongest.
"
Genichi suddenly heard Toyotomi Nobuhide walking towards him at a leisurely pace and said to him with emotion.
"?!" Yuan Yi felt as if two sharp needles were piercing his eardrums. His expression was startled, and his eyes, which were already half-closed, slowly opened wide...
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(Who are you?! Why are you sneaking around in front of my house! Ha? Genichi Kinoshita? I don’t have a relative like you in my family! Go away! Go away! Ha? You are my uncle? I am
It’s nothing, uncle! Go away!)
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"...ha...hahahaha."
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Quite unexpectedly - Genichi, who was kneeling on one knee with his knife on the ground, suddenly started laughing in a low voice.
"Huh?" Toyotomi Nobuhide cast a confused look at Yuan.
No matter what Toyotomi Nobuhide thought, Genichi, who had been severely stabbed in the chest, was now doomed - he really couldn't think of any reason for Genichi to laugh now.
Toyotomi Nobuhide, who couldn't help but become wary, frowned and asked Genichi:
"……why are you laughing?"
Yuan Yi slowly stopped laughing.
"It's nothing... it's just... thanks to what you just said, it reminded me of what I told someone last night, and it reminded me - I shouldn't be so fragile that I fall down like this.
right."
Finished speaking——
"Well……!"
Yuan Yi held the knife firmly, stepped on the deck with both feet, and slowly raised his body.
I saw Yuan Yi's facial features twisted together due to pain.
I heard Yuan Yi's voice turned into a moan due to pain.
But even so, Yuan Yi still stubbornly stood up with all his strength.
"...Hey." Seeing Genichi ignoring his injuries and pain, a look of surprise appeared on Toyotomi Nobuhide's face, "Why torture yourself like this? Do you think you still have the strength to fight?"
"Exactly...that's it." Genichi, who was holding a knife in his hand, raised his head and grinned at Toyotomi Nobuhide, "I haven't... seen with my own eyes that Xiao Lin is safe... I can't just...
Fell asleep……"
"...Ha." Toyotomi Nobuhide's face darkened, "Then I want to see what else you can do with your aging and seriously injured body."
Having said that, Toyotomi Nobuhide quickened his pace towards Genichi.
"Are you old and seriously injured..." Genichi repeated softly what Toyotomi Nobuhide said just now.
A faint smile appeared on Yuan Yi's cheeks as the corners of his mouth turned upward——
"Don't be complacent...boy..."
"...Who do you think...is the person standing in front of you?"
"At this age, I'm not... so easy to deal with..."
"You just said: You want to know how terrifying my strength is when I am the strongest, right?"
"Didn't you...have seen this a long time ago...?!"
Yuan Yi, who was grinning widely, had now fully straightened his body.
Although he was covered in blood, he still stood upright on the deck like a big mountain.
"My strongest moment——"
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last night--
"Kanshi, what's wrong? You suddenly pulled me here with a serious look on your face." Yuan Yi casually put his left hand on the Yangshen sword at his waist, and put his right hand behind his back.
"It's nothing important." Feng Mo rubbed his lower back, which was still sore, and wrote lightly, "I just want to stand as a friend and say some heartfelt words to you."
"What are you talking about?" Yuan Yi seemed to be amused and chuckled a few times, "Looking at your serious face, I thought you were going to do something, but it turns out you just want to talk to me."
"Okay, then I'm all ears."
Yuan Yi moved his mouth in the direction of the temple gate.
"But I'll keep it short. We'll be leaving for Mount Koya soon."
Feng Mo nodded gently: "There is no need to 'listen all ears'."
"I didn't intend to launch into any long speech."
"I just want to remind you: always pay attention to your health, don't forget that you are an old man now."
Feng Mo's simple words made Yuan Yi raise his eyebrows slightly and his expression changed slightly.
Ignoring the change in Yuan Yi's expression, Feng Mo continued:
"If I remember correctly, Yuan Yi, you are 65 years old this year."
"I'm older than you, so I know very well what it means to be 65 years old."
Feng Mo, who was slightly stooped due to back pain, let out a self-deprecating chuckle.
"This is... no longer an age where we can do whatever we want."
"Physical strength, strength, senses, reactions...all are completely weakened."
"Many movements that I could do easily when I was young are extremely difficult to do now, or are simply impossible to do anymore."
"In the eyes of outsiders who are not familiar with you, they will probably think that you are nothing like an old man now, and that you are still the unbeatable 'Sword Master'."
"But in my eyes, who got to know you when you were still unknown..."
At this point, Feng Mo seemed to be unable to bear talking any more and pursed his lips.
After a pause, he continued:
"... No matter how powerful you were when you were young, Yuan Yi, you are still a mortal and cannot stop time from carving the traces of time on your body."
"According to my estimation - whether it's physical strength or strength... your current physical fitness is not even half of what it was in its heyday, right?"
"I don't want to use 'old age' as an excuse to stop you from saving Xiaolin."
"I just want to remind you: Don't forget that you are past your prime, you are no longer a young man, and you no longer have the power you had when you were young."
Feng Mo sighed softly.
"I'm afraid that when you went to rescue Xiaolin, your blood surged and you forgot your physical condition and did something that an old man like you shouldn't do..."
Yuan Yi had been quietly listening to Feng Moyan's sincere words, without interrupting, and just listened to the end in silence.
Until Feng Mo’s words completely fell——
"Hahaha……"
Genichi, who had been holding the knife with his left hand and holding his right hand behind his back, chuckled a few times with a little joy on his face.
"It's been a long time since I heard someone ask me to pay more attention to this aging body."
Yuan Yi sighed softly.
"The last time I heard someone tell me to pay attention to my age... it seems to be one night half a year ago. Xiaolin asked me to drink less wine and more health-preserving decoctions."
After teasing himself, Yuan Yi pursed his lips, then raised his head, looking up at the full moon above his head that was about to rise to its highest point.
"No longer a young man... His prime has passed..."
He repeated in a low voice what Feng Mo had just said.
"... Ganshi, my whole life has been completely dedicated to the sword."
"Huh...?" Feng Mo looked confused at Yuan Yi who suddenly changed the topic to a direction that had nothing to do with what he just said.
Yuan Yi ignored the confused Feng Mo and continued to talk to himself:
"Ever since I first held a wooden sword in that sword hall where the teachings were taught without leakage, I fell hopelessly in love with the sword and the art of swordsmanship."
"In order to study swordsmanship and achieve the 'extreme swordsmanship', I did not hesitate to break up with my father and ignore the so-called 'Toyotomi revival' that should have been shouldered by me as the eldest son. I ran away from home and traveled around to hone my swordsmanship."
"My life is a life dedicated to the sword, a life of traveling, and a life of fighting."
"In the past 65 years, I have killed all kinds of people. I have challenged all kinds of masters."
"A swordsman who is obsessed with swordsmanship like me, an evil monk who fell into evil ways, a ninja who is obsessed with enlightenment, an English pirate, a French musketeer who calls himself a knight, a former papal guard who served in the Vatican, and a tyrannical Cossack
Cavalryman, the Indian who almost took my head off with a tomahawk..."
"I love swords more than anyone else."
"But it's a pity that the sword doesn't seem to love me."
A wry smile appeared on Yuan Yi's face.
"I have worked hard to practice swordsmanship. In order to hone my swordsmanship, I have risked my life and death many times to challenge strong opponents."
"But...since about 20 years ago, I feel that my swordsmanship has completely stagnated."
"It's like hitting a huge wall, unable to make any further progress."
"After I realized that I seemed to have fallen into a bottleneck that was difficult to break through... To be honest - at that time, I was quite depressed."
"I am very puzzled: I have clearly given everything I can to the sword, why not let me climb a higher 'mountain' and see new 'landscapes'?"
"I can no longer improve my swordsmanship - for me, a person who has devoted his whole life to the sword, this result is really frustrating."
"I'm very scared."
"I'm afraid that my swordsmanship level will stagnate and I won't be able to make any further progress."
"But the changes in the world are always so wonderful."
"When you are depressed and desperate, a turning point may come unexpectedly and quietly."
"Not long after I realized that I was stuck in an insurmountable bottleneck, I finally got on a ship that could return to Japan and set foot on my homeland after 30 years of absence."
"Not long after returning to Japan...I met Xiaolin."
Yuan Yi stretched out his hand and gestured beside his thigh.
"When I first met Xiaolin, Xiaolin was only 9 years old. She was only so tall and so tiny... ah, although she is still tiny now."
"I suffered a lot during the time when I first met Xiaolin."
Yuan Yi sighed helplessly.
"Xiao Lin has quite a big prejudice against me, my uncle, whom I only heard by name but never saw in person. He never showed up after their family lost all their money-making labor force and fell into great difficulties."
"Whenever he sees me, he rolls his eyes at me or speaks harsh words to me."
"Don't call me 'Uncle', but call me 'this one' and 'that one'."
"However - even if Xiaolin's attitude towards me is so bad, I can't help but give all my patience and tenderness to her."
Yuan Yi slowly put away the look of helplessness on his face, and replaced it with a gentle smile.
"I dedicated my time, energy...everything I could deliver to the 'Sword'."
"The 'love' that should have been given to a certain woman was also given to the 'sword'."
"In the end, until silver hair grows on my head, I have no family, no wife, no children."
"I have been alone for most of my life - until I met Xiaolin."
"When I think that there is such a child in this world who can call me 'uncle'... I feel really unspeakable."
"She is obviously just a little one...but in this little one, I feel emotions that I have never had before."
The smile on Yuan Yi's face became gentler.
"In addition to this emotion, I also gained... new power from Xiaolin."
"This power is more powerful than any power I have ever possessed before!"
The gentle smile still hangs on her cheeks.
But Yuan Yi's pupils now burst out with a "sharp" light that was in sharp contrast to the "softness" on his face!
"When I think of Xiaolin, and when I think it's for Xiaolin, I feel like I might even be able to chop off the top of Mount Fuji!"
"You just said: I am no longer a young man and have passed my prime?"
"Then you are wrong."
"Ganshi, once upon a time, I thought that my heyday was when I was still young, when I was still in my prime!"
“But it wasn’t until my hair turned gray now that I realized that my strongest moment was not when I was young, not when I single-handedly overthrew Iga no Sato, or when I repelled the Cossack army.
One night."
"My strongest moment——"
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"——Now that I no longer have anything but the sword!"
Yuan held the sword in front of him that he had dedicated most of his life to!
The awe-inspiring temperament bursts out!
"Come here, boy!" he said.
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(...You are finally no longer obsessed with the 'sword'.)
(In this way... the door to 'the ultimate in martial arts' can finally be opened to you.)
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--Um?
Yuan Yi stared blankly at everything in front of him.
The rain is still falling.
The wind is still blowing.
But everything in front of me...no, the things that my eyes saw were completely different.
He can clearly capture the trajectory of every wind and every raindrop.
Everything within his field of vision is invisible to him.
This feeling……
It’s like the world is transparent!
But what shocked Yuan Yi the most was not the world that suddenly became transparent in front of him, but the voice that suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart just now.
It was a voice he could never mistake - it was his own voice.
Too many doubts emerged, filling Yuan Yi's mind.
He has no time to take care of these doubts——
"Haha, the injury is so severe that you can't even think clearly?" Toyotomi Nobuhide gave Genichi a blatant sneer.
At the same time as he let out this sneer, he was already in a position where his sword could hit Yuan Yi.
The sharp blade cut through the air and struck Yuan Yi in the head!
Toyotomi Nobuhide was very confident in his attack.
There was no hesitation in his attack.
With Yuan Yi now seriously injured, there was no way he could escape his attack.
He smiled proudly.
He looked proudly at the blade getting closer and closer to Yuan Yi's head.
However - just when his blade was about to hit Yuan Yi's forehead, the proud smile on his face froze in an instant.
In his prejudgment, Yuan Yi, who could not dodge his attack in any case, actually moved half a step to the side and easily dodged his attack.
Not only did he dodge, he also launched a counterattack!
Genichi retracted the flame in his left hand into its sheath, held Yang Shen tightly with both hands, swung Yang Shen from bottom to top, and slashed at Toyotomi Nobuhide's chin at a very tricky angle.
"Tsk...!" Toyotomi Nobuhide, whose expression on his face changed uncontrollably, quickly jumped to the right and back to avoid Genichi's flirtation.
Toyotomi Nobuhide jumped back, and as soon as his feet touched the deck, he saw Yoshin's blade stabbing his throat again!
But when he had just raised the Ji Guang bone food, Yang Shen's blade suddenly stopped -
--Fake action!
Looking at Yang Shen who suddenly paused, Toyotomi Nobuhide quickly reacted to what Source One was going to do.
He subconsciously jumped to the right and back, trying to put some distance between himself and Yuan Yi.
But Genichi seemed to have predicted which direction he would retreat in. Yang Shen turned the thorn into a slash, and Toyotomi Nobuhide slashed in the direction of his retreat step by step!
Toyotomi Nobuhide, who had no time to change his movements... was like a prey jumping into a trap.
As soon as he retreated to his planned retreat point, he saw Yang Shen's blade slashing towards his head!
The sword light in the palm of the "Sword Master" illuminated the evil demon's eyes filled with astonishment!
Like the moonlight that drives away the darkness of night!
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The author wanted to break the news today, but this chapter was really harder to write than expected.
However, it is difficult to write, but the final creation of the character of "Sword Master" Genichi can be considered a complete success.
The person who devoted his whole life to the "sword" finally gained the favor of the "sword" when he no longer wielded the sword to "improve the swordsmanship" and achieved his wish to reach the "extreme".
Although there is no update today because the chapters are too difficult to write, the author still wants some monthly votes! QAQ