I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

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When An Yun said this, everyone was shocked.

"Jun An Yun!" Zhi Zhou quickly recovered from this consternation, and then exclaimed, "What are you talking about! Why don't you take back what you just said and step back!"

After scolding An Yun, Zhizhou turned his head and looked at Yagi, the owner of Yuanming Pavilion.

"Yagi! Let your disciple take back the rude speech just now! Then let him retreat! Don't interfere with the progress of the ‘big test union’!"

Facing Nao Zhou's reprimand, Yagi, the owner of Yuanming Pavilion, only glanced at Nao Zhou's eyes faintly, and then asked An Yun, who was still pointing at Nanjo with the tip of his sword:

"An Yun, are you serious about what you just said? Do you really want to challenge Nanjo?"

"Of course I am serious." An Yun shrugged, "I wanted to see the owner of the'Dasaka No. 1 Sword Museum' a long time ago... Does it rely on true skills to run the sword museum or just rely on the name? Operate the sword hall."

After speaking, An Yun smiled openly and mockingly towards Nanjo.

"So..." Yagi nodded softly.

Then he turned his head to face Nanjo and showed a weird smile that made anyone look extremely uncomfortable.

"In that case-Nanjo, you can go on the court and make gestures with my apprentice."

"Use your knife to educate and educate my apprentice: You have real skills, not just a name."

"Yagi?!" Naozhou exclaimed, with a face with the characters "unbelievable", staring at Yagi in a daze, "What's wrong with you?"

Nanjo of the whole army, and Shimura Keiichi, the owner of Shimura, who has been silent since the beginning of the "big trial", now show exactly the same expression as Naoshu.

As for Ogata, as an outsider who was invited to watch the trial match, he looked blankly at An Yun on the field, and then looked at Naozhou and others.

He had only thought that this "big trial match" was just an ordinary trial match that would only make him feel sleepy.

However, judging from the status quo... the trend of this "big test fit" has become more and more beyond Ogata's expectations.

Ogata’s current mentality... To describe it with a vivid example, he was originally to watch the "Sushi King Contest", but when he arrived at the scene, he found that everyone was eating more cockroaches than anyone else.

"Yagi! What are you talking about?!" Zhi Zhou roared at Yagi at this time.

"I didn't say anything crazy." Yagi said lightly, "Every word I just said was extremely calm and sober."

"Since An Yun wants to see if Nanjo is really good, let him try."

"Young people should be so strong and daring to challenge the strong."

"The reason why martial arts is deteriorating is because there are fewer and fewer fleshy samurai."

"For An Yunjun's such **** behavior, we should encourage them a lot."

"and-"

At this time, Yagi once again smiled at Nanjo that made people look uncomfortable, and then continued with a strange tone of Yin and Yang:

"Nanjo shouldn't lose to such a junior, right?"

"Let Nanjo take the opportunity to show his strength and beat my apprentice well, so that my apprentice knows that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world, which will also benefit my apprentice's future development."

Every time Yagi said something, Zhizhou's eyes widened.

He just feels that Yagi in front of him is so strange...

No matter how he looks or thinks, he feels that Yagi today is extremely strange.

Prior to this, although he and Yagi were not familiar with each other, he knew more or less what he was-taciturn and disliked socializing.

Usually, whether in public or in private, I rarely speak.

No matter what Zhizhou was, it was difficult for him to equate the Yagi who was constantly talking insanely with the innocent Yagi in the past.

"Yagi..." Zhizhou opened his mouth, and when he was about to say something, a low male voice interrupted his speech:

"...Okay, Isshi, you don't have to say more."

As this low male voice fell, a figure slowly stood up—it was Nanjo.

Nanjo's face now was really gloomy and almost dripping with water.

After slowly standing up, he stepped forward and walked onto the dojo: "Since you want to test my jinliang, then I will do as you wish."

Originally, the three players sent by his sword hall to participate in this year's "big test match" have been eliminated, and Nanjo's mood has long since been very bad.

For An Yun who eliminated two of the three players in his sword hall, including his proud protégé Kitahara, Nanjo is also not pleasing to the eye.

And this little guy, who was already displeased by himself, now threatened to challenge him, and said quite a lot of rude words to him for this.

His master Yagi didn't mean to persuade him at all, but he was still fanning the flames. Everything that Yagi said to him just now was a mockery of yin and yang.

Juniors like An Yun challenged him in full view, and his master was also spreading the wind to stir up flames-under such circumstances, if he would not play again, it would be a shame.

For the samurai, face and honor are always more important than life.

What's more, Nanjo's anger...was already so full that it would erupt from every pore on his body.

In order to defend the honor and to shed anger in his heart, Nanjo stepped onto the dojo.

"Nantou! Don't be so impulsive!" Unwilling to see the situation develop in an uncontrollable direction, Zhizhou tried to persuade Nanjo with all his heart.

And all the apprentices in the military hall were also there to persuade their masters.

Nanjo faced these advice-deaf ears.

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"Well…"

Kitahara woke up quietly.

"here it is…?"

As soon as Beiyuan woke up, he heard the joyful calls of his juniors from both sides of him.

"Ah! Brother!"

"Brother Beiyuan! You woke up!"

After Kitahara was knocked unconscious, his brothers were taken off the field.

As the owner of the National Military Museum, Nanjo is accustomed to seeing the various injuries of his disciples, and has also studied how to treat various bruises.

After Kitahara was lifted down, Nanjo immediately carried out a careful inspection of his injury-except for the swelling where he was cut, there was no other serious problem, and it probably won't take long for him to wake up by himself.

After confirming that there was nothing serious in Beiyuan, Nanjo sent several disciples to carry Beiyuan to the corner of the dojo, and let these disciples take care of Beiyuan until Beiyuan woke up.

Beiyuan held his head and slowly got up.

The memory before fainting poured out of Kitahara's mind like a tide.

Big test together, Isshika, An Yun, being killed by a second...

After the memory was over, this fragment of memory that made him unbearable to look back made Kitahara's eyes suddenly widened, and then he subconsciously looked at the dojo with a brick.

"This is... what's going on?" Kitahara whispered.

In the center of the dojo, An Yun, who killed him in seconds, and his master Nanjo stood.

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"Boy, let the horse come here." Nanjo held the wooden knife tightly and set his posture.

An Yun was so rude to him, he naturally had no reason to treat him politely, calling him a "boy".

Kerala, Kerala.

An Yun moved her neck vigorously, and after making two loud "Kla" sounds, she set up her knife: "Please advise."

A good "big trial" evolved into the current situation-everyone in the field looked complicated.

"Drink—!"

Nanjo was the first to attack.

Nanjo uttered his dantian, a chorus of qi that was loud enough to make the timid person's mind shake, from his throat.

Sending forward, swinging the knife towards An Yun and splitting twice, the action was done in one go.

An Yun took a deep breath and stepped back 2 steps, avoiding Nanjo's first knife, and then opened Nanjo's second knife with a non-outgoing move.

Katori Shinto style is one of the genres that Ogata is most familiar with.

I think two years ago, when he had just crossed into the Edo period, the first type of swordsmanship he came into contact with was the Katori Shinto-ryu taught by Ishikawa Sword Museum at that time, not counting the Sakihara Ichigan.

Every action Nanjo makes, every sword skill of Katori Shinto-ryu, can be said to be perfect.

Facing Nanjo's fierce attack, An Yun could no longer transform into a "one-sword superman" like the previous competition.

At this time, he, with a serious face and full concentration, exchanged offense and defense with Nanjo.

Ogata, who was watching the fierce match in front of him, suddenly heard Isshiki Hana ask him:

"My lord, who do you think will win?"

When she turned her head to ask Ogata this question, Isshiki's eyes never moved away from An Yun and Nanjo. Her appearance was a little cute.

"...In terms of strength, the two of them are probably between the first." Ogata said after a moment of silence, "But if it is about winning, it should be that An Yun has a bigger win."

"Compared with Nanjo, An Yun has two major advantages."

"First: An Yun is far younger than the main hall of the National Military Museum, and from the point of view of his size, he is also the kind of person who does not lack physical strength and strength."

"As for Nanjo...you see, Nanjo's breathing is not as steady as before. But that's no wonder, after all, he is not young anymore."

"Nanjo's physical fitness is far inferior to An Yun, so once he can't take An Yun quickly, the situation will definitely become more and more unfavorable for Nanjo, who is not physically dominant."

"Second: Nanjo's current mentality is unstable."

"He is probably eager to save his face and vent his anger. His emotions are obviously unstable now."

"When the strength of the two sides is only between the two, the first to show the flaws is often the person who can't keep calm and calm down."

As soon as Ogata's words were finished, the battle on the court suddenly changed.

"Drink—!"

Nanjo launched a sharp thrust at An Yun's chest.

But I don't know if it was because he was lost for a while, or because he was too eager to win quickly, so he used a little more force, which caused the force of the stabbing to be too strong-the flaw appeared.

An Yun's eyes gleamed, and she drew sideways quickly, avoiding Nanjo's stabbing.

Afterwards, he walked forward, turning his body into an afterimage, and ran towards Nanjo's back and left.

When she dashed towards Nanjo's left and rear, An Yun only held the knife with one arm with her right hand, and grasped the top end of the handle with her right hand-this is a small detail, but this small detail is very useful and can make An Yun slash. The speed becomes faster.

The moment she passed Nanjo, An Yun swung her knife and slashed towards Nanjo's left abdomen.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The pain came from Nanjo's throat.

The facial features on his face were distorted, he was still holding the knife in one hand, and the other hand was holding the position of the knife just now. After staggering forward for a few steps, he knelt down on one knee.

"master!"

"Master! Are you okay?"

The apprentices in the military hall exclaimed one by one, and rushed forward to help Nanjo who was kneeling on the ground.

"Fortunately, it's not a real sword showdown." An Yun, who beautifully defeated Nanjo with a single blow, was now carrying the wooden sword on his shoulders, and said with a mocking tone to Nanjo, who was so painful and sweating, "If it's real sword showdown. , You have been chopped in the waist, your intestines and kidneys will flow all over the floor."

An Yun's yin and yang words, like a spark, ignited the gunpowder barrel named "Anger" in the hearts of all the disciples in the military hall.

"You bastard!"

"Enough of you! Saying bad words over and over again!"

"Go! Everyone! Teach this rude bastard!"

Directly pointed the tip of the wooden sword at Nanjo and called Nanjo to play with him-this was considered a rude provocation. As early as when An Yun threatened to compete with their master, the disciples in the entire military hall were already very upset.

And now, this **** not only defeated their master, causing them to lose face in the military hall, but also continued to speak badly and be yin and yang towards their master.

The disciples in the military hall wanted to tear An Yun to life immediately.

More than a dozen disciples from the military hall surrounded An Yun Tuan Tuan.

And An Yun-facing the people surrounding him in front of him, he only showed a nonchalant expression, as if it was not a dozen people but a dozen flies that surrounded him.

However, when the apprentices in the whole military hall surrounded An Yun and prepared to take An Yun down, they heard Nanjo, who was still kneeling on the ground, roaring:

"Stop it all! Leave it all!"

"Master?" The disciples looked at Nanjo in confusion.

"If you really want to rush forward like this, help me avenge and vent my anger, then the face of our entire military hall will really be lost."

Nanjo, who was still covering the wound, pushed away the hands of the disciples beside him who were going to support him, and slowly got up with his own strength.

"If you lose, you lose. I'm speechless. I don't have any objections or excuses."

"Retire all."

After all, Nanjo took the lead to walk towards their seats in the military hall.

Although Nanjo prevented the disciples from avenging him, when he walked back to his seat, Nanjo turned his head and stared at An Yun fiercely with eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

Nanjo's disciples, after hearing their master's command, looked at each other with complicated expressions, and finally chose to obediently obey the master's instructions and slowly walked off the court.

When they went back to each seat, they all stared at An Yun with ferocious eyes like Nanjo.

The gazes they cast towards An Yun did not affect An Yun at all. An Yun is now humming a small tune, and her mood is visible to the naked eye.

"Ah... This'big test match' finally becomes more interesting... Sure enough, it's fun to compete with these competent people."

Stretching seems to be An Yun's habitual movement.

I saw him stretch again.

Then point the tip of the wooden sword to Shimura Keiichi, the owner of Shimura Kankan, who is sitting on the west side of the dojo.

"I feel I haven't played enough. Master Shimura! Could you please come forward and compete with me?"

"An Yunjun!" Zhi Zhou, who is no longer willing to let this year's "big trial match" go into chaos, shouted in his own loudest voice, "What are you doing? What are you trying to do?! Do you want to compete with each museum owner?"

Zhi Zhou struggled to save the order of the "big trial".

However, some people didn't mean to cooperate with Zhi Zhou.

For example, An Yun, who takes Nao Zhou's words as a breeze, and Yagi, the owner of Yuanming Pavilion, who has been intentionally pampering An Yun.

Another example... Shimura, who is now named and challenged by An Yun...

Shimura, who was named and challenged by An Yun, did not show displeasure or any other negative emotions.

Instead, he grinned and showed a hearty smile.

"It's such a strong-spirited person!"

"I just challenged Nanjo, are you here to challenge me again?"

Shimura stood up abruptly.

"Okay! Just to my liking!"

"I just saw you defeat Nanjo, I just happened to be itchy!"

After all, without giving anyone a chance to react, Shimura took a wooden knife on the knife stand next to him, and strode onto the dojo.

"This person is Shimura Keiichi, the master of Shimura Sword Museum, who taught Shinto style."

Isshiki helped Ogata to introduce her very eye-catchingly.

"As you can see, he is a very bold man."

When helping Ogata to introduce Shimura, a blatant disgust appeared on Isshika's face.

Noting the disgusting Ogata on Isshiki's face, he asked:

"What's the matter? Why do you look disgusted? Do you have any grudges with this person?"

"There is no grievance... it's just that I simply don't like this person." Isshiki said, "I don't like this kind of person who is too bold."

"But what makes me hate him the most is his words and deeds."

"Shimura and my father are good friends, and often come to our house to drink with my father."

"This person's level of historiography is obviously not good, and he always loves to talk about history with others. The history he loves to talk about most with others is the history of the rise of Tokugawa Ieyasu more than two hundred years ago."

"He admires Tokugawa Ieyasu very much, and tells people how great Tokugawa Ieyasu is whenever he gets the chance."

"That's all, but I don't know if he has a prejudice against Toyotomi Hideyoshi or some other reason. Every time he praises Tokugawa Ieyasu, he always dismisses Toyotomi Hideyoshi."

"Say Toyotomi Hideyoshi, a commoner who became the world's people purely by taking away the luck of shit."

"Speaking of a person of such a humble background, how can I be qualified to be a king of the world? Tokugawa Ieyasu took the Toyotomi clan's world to comply with the destiny. The Tokugawa army who defeated the Toyotomi clan is the division of justice."

"I am not an admirer of Toyotomi Hideyoshi, but I still don't like Shimura's remarks."

"No matter what Hideyoshi Toyotomi is, he is the overlord who created a great cause two hundred years ago. It would be too much to belittle him to nothing."

"If Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who has become a Japanese citizen as a civilian, is worthless, then what kind of a museum owner who teaches swordsmanship?"

"In my opinion, it is an act of self-righteousness to abuse these historical figures with such an arrogant attitude."

"I don't like this kind of self-righteous person."

While Ogata was talking to Isshiki Hanamasa, Shimura had already stood still in front of An Yun, clenched the knife, and set his posture.

"Are you ready?" Shimura asked loudly.

"Come here fast." An Yun licked the corner of her mouth.

"Then I'm on it!"

Shimura's voice echoed with the sound of his steps forward.

Bang!

The wooden swords of Shimura and An Yun collided in mid-air.

Faced with a situation that has been completely out of control, Zhizhou now looks like "I gave up."

Shimura is a very tall man, although not burly. Converted to a modern unit, his height is about 1.76 meters.

And his swordsmanship style fits well with his tall figure-his sword style is extremely fierce.

The continuous slashes slashed towards An Yun one after another.

Shimura's attacks are far more violent than Nanjo, and An Yun dare not take any moves casually, frequently relying on footwork to avoid Shimura's attacks.

Although at first glance, Shimura's strength seems to be stronger than Nanjo, his attacks are not only fierce, but also continuous.

But Ogata still sees from his own experience that Shimura's strength is not as good as Nanjo's.

The footsteps alone are not as good as Nanjo.

Nanjo's bottom plate is stable in one word. Whether it is forwarding or retreating, it is fast and stable, and the bottom plate shows no flaws from beginning to end.

However, Shimura's bottom plate is not as stable as Nanjo's.

Ogata was thinking about Shimura’s instability. If Shimura’s lower body was used as the main attack direction, he would get twice the result with half the effort when attacking. She saw An Yun changed to the lower posture with lightning speed, and then slashed at Shimura’s. Right calf.

Although Shimura did not scream, the facial features on his face were distorted by pain.

The sharp pain in his right calf made Shimura's weak footing immediately become like a crumbling tall building, and his body's center of gravity also became unstable.

When fighting with people, if the center of gravity of the body is unstable, the distance from defeat is not far away.

Sure enough-after a smooth blow destroyed Shimura's body center of gravity, Shimura slashed with one blow from the bottom up.

The tip of the sword was drawn from Shimura's right abdomen to his left shoulder. Shimura, who had a sword in his chest, staggered back a few steps before falling heavily on his head.

An Yun-won again.

"master!"

"Master! Are you okay?"

A scene similar to what happened when Nanjo was defeated just now appears:

The apprentices at the Zhicun Pavilion stepped forward, planning to step forward to check Zhicun's injuries and help Zhicun get up.

However, as soon as they were together, they heard Shimura shout in a hearty voice:

"I'm fine!"

Shimura clutched his chest and stood up, then laughed loudly:

"It's amazing! How can I beat me so quickly!"

"Unexpectedly, Yuanming Hall hides such a powerful master!"

"There is such strength at such a young age, and the future is really limitless!"

"I am willing to bow down!"

After speaking, Shimura limped back to his position, clutching his chest.

Shimura was different from Nanjo, who had been staring at An Yun fiercely when he returned to his seat.

An Yun lost 2 people in a row, and these 2 people are still the masters of Quanbingguan and Zhicunguan.

The expressions of everyone in the venue at this time are now extremely exciting.

When Shimura was defeated just now, some of the apprentices in the military hall looked fortunate—fortunately, Shimura was also defeated.

Otherwise, only their master would be defeated, and that face would really be unbearable.

However-even though some people in the military hall were grateful, most of the people in the hall had heavy faces.

His own master was knocked down by an apprentice in the Yuanming Pavilion who was less than 20 years old-if this happened, then they would be the object of everyone's ridicule.

Being laughed at, the reputation of the sword hall will have a negative impact... As soon as I think about this, the disciples of the whole military hall and the Shimura hall can't help but feel heavy and look ugly.

Of course—some people showed...envious expressions.

They looked at An Yun, who had lost two consecutive curators in the stadium, and their eyes could not help but a little bit of envy emerged.

Although An Yun made the whole army and Shicun hall extremely shameless, and his actions were extremely rude, she had to admit that An Yun, who named and challenged two museum owners one after another and defeated them all, was indeed extremely prestigious.

Many people are thinking to themselves: If only I could be so prestigious...

If anyone in the forum has the most exciting expression, it is undoubtedly Kitahara who has just woke up.

Bei Yuan looked blank at this time, as if he had lost his soul.

For half an hour, he was extremely confident, thinking that he was already invincible among his peers in Osaka, and confidently set himself the goal of performing well in front of Isshika.

As a result, he was spiked and knocked out as soon as he played.

The blow is not over yet.

As soon as I woke up, I saw this man who killed him in a single blow, and for him, the master who still can only look forward to it will be defeated...

This was not over yet. After defeating his master, this person immediately defeated the owner of the Shimura Pavilion...

—So...Is there any peers who are stronger than me in Osaka...

Kitahara now... just feels his brain is blank.

In his mind, something called "self-confidence" and "worldview" is slowly shattering and collapsing...

As the culprit of this series of incidents, An Yun is now wandering leisurely, stretching habitually.

"Ah... It's so refreshing... The recent peaceful days have passed for too long, and the bones have indeed become a little stiff."

"Since I have challenged the masters of the entire military hall and the Shimura hall."

"So…"

An Yun slowly turned her gaze... towards the direction where everyone in the Isse Sword Hall was.

After seeing An Yun turn his attention to them, the expressions of everyone in the Isse Sword Hall changed.

The four major sword halls, including the Quanbing Hall, Shicun Hall, Yuanming Hall, and Isse Hall, are co-sponsored by the "Big Test Combination".

Excluding the Yuanming Pavilion where An Yun was located, the owners of the Quanbing Pavilion and Zhicun Pavilion were defeated by An Yun.

Everyone naturally thought: An Yun is going to challenge Isshikikan, which has not yet been challenged, next.

Everyone in the Isse Sword Hall is like an enemy.

However-what An Yun said next surprised everyone and exceeded everyone's expectations.

I saw An Yun first looked at Zhi Zhou with a meaningful look.

Then he turned his gaze to Ogata—Isshiki Hana next to him.

"Miss Isshiki Flower! I have been admiring your "female swordsman" name for a long time. I wonder if I can take this rare opportunity to ask you for advice?"

An Yun did not challenge Isshi Zhizhou, but challenged her granddaughter.

As soon as An Yun's words fell, Zhi Zhou immediately felt as if she couldn't bear it. He stood up and glared at An Yun.

"Enough! An Yun Younosuke!" Zhi Zhou, with wide beard and hair, called An Yun's name, "Your interference with the normal conduct of the'big test union' has already made me intolerable!"

"Leave here! Don't bother with the ‘big trial’!"

"Otherwise, all of our Isshiki Museum will help you leave from here!"

As soon as Zhizhou's words came out, the apprentices in Isseki immediately stood up with a tacit understanding and cooperation, and glared at An Yun, who had messed up the "big test" scene.

What's surprising is that – just now, An Yun had been indulging An Yun to challenge Yagi, the master of Yuanming Pavilion in Nanjo and Shimura, but now that An Yun wanted to challenge Isshika, her face changed slightly.

"Hey, An Yun." Yagi frowned slightly and said sternly, "It's enough to challenge Nanjo and Shimura. Why is it that even female generations are also challenging?"

"There is no special reason." An Yun carried the wooden knife and said in a frivolous tone, "I just wanted to open my eyes and see if we should go to mending and mending clothes, do housework, and help us have children to continue our offspring. The female classmates, just how good they can be after holding the knife."

Yi Shihua's cheeks showed resentment and anger at a speed visible to the naked eye as An Yun spit out every word of this sentence.

There is also Ogata who has changed his face.

As soon as An Yun's words fell, Ogata raised his brows, and then quietly looked at An Yun, who was now arrogant, with a gaze that made people wonder what she was thinking.

"I don't want to listen to your crazy words anymore." Zhi Zhou's current expression has become extremely terrifying because of his anger at An Yun.

But just when Naoshu was about to direct the apprentices of the Isshiki Sword Hall to come forward and drive them out of the dojo together, Isshika kept her hands folded in front of her, and slowly stood up—

"…OK."

Isshiki said blankly.

"Then I will do as you wish, and let you see what kind of swords of the female generation like me look like."

"Xiaohua?" Zhizhou's gaze at Isshihua was surprised at first, and then the surprise turned into anger, "Xiaohua, you..."

Zhi Zhou didn't say anything, but Isshiki said with a certain tone:

"How do I say, she is also the daughter of the Wu family."

"It's fine if it's a general provocation, but for the words this person just said, I can't treat it as nothing happened anyway."

"If nothing happens, it is even more embarrassing than losing."

"Please let me play."

Isshiki looked at Zhizhou with a firm gaze.

Zhizhou just wanted to rebuke Isshiki.

But after hearing what Isshiki said just now, his expression changed after looking at Isshiki's now full of firm eyes.

He hesitated.

After pursing her lips, she looked at An Yun who was not far away, and then at Yi Shi in front of her, and sighed lightly:

"...Don't get hurt."

Isshiki cast a grateful look at Zhizhou.

Then, letting go of the hands folded in front of him, he took out from his arms a cuff that was the same color as the kimono on her body, and **** the wide sleeves on both sides of the kimono.

As soon as the sleeves were fastened, a voice that made her look surprised suddenly sounded from her side:

"Come on."

Isshika's eyes widened slightly in surprise, turned her head to look at the person who just said cheer to her-Ogata.

Ogata is looking up at her now.

Under the rim, Isshika saw two encouraging eyes.

Obviously it was just a simple "Come on", Isshiki magically felt a sense of peace in her heart.

This sense of peace of mind made Isshi Hua's face smile once again.

"Yeah..." Isshiki nodded towards Ogata, then slowly put away her smile, staring at Isshiki who was slowly waiting for her to get ready with a cold gaze.

Not only did Isshiki tie up her sleeves, she also lifted the hem of the kimono to reveal her smooth calves, and then took off the pair of white socks on her feet, revealing a pair of white feet.

Isshika belongs to the kind of person who is more accustomed to competing barefoot with others in the dojo.

Seeing Isshika's tiny feet exposed by taking off her white stockings, An Yun smiled ill-intentionally.

"What a beautiful pair of feet. Not only are they white and small, but the toes are also well-proportioned and there is no dead skin."

"Let me confirm it-you probably knew in advance that I like women's feet, so you deliberately took off your socks to seduce me and seduce me into distraction, right?"

These words of An Yun undoubtedly made the faces of the people in Isseki Sword Hall and the rest of the people who admire Issehua look angry.

Very few people with more explosive temperament directly yelled at An Yun.

Some people with more explosive temperament, without saying anything, stood up abruptly, showing the expression that they would die with An Yun even if they were dead.

For those who want to take the stage and beat An Yun violently, Isshihua just said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, but this is a contest between me and An Yun Yonosuke, please don't come to disturb me."

Isshika's father is also a person with an explosive personality.

Just now, I heard that An Yun said that he was tempted by all kinds of flowers, and she wanted to stand up, and she wanted to rush over to teach this dirty-mouthed bastard.

However, just halfway through his body, he was held down by Zhi Zhou's shoulders.

"This is a contest between Xiaohua and others." Zhizhou said, "You are rude and disrespectful of this contest if you rush forward like this."

Stopped by his father, Rushui could only sit back to his original position sullenly.

As for the people who originally wanted to step forward and help Yi Sehua to teach An Yun, after hearing Yi Sehua's "please don't bother", they all returned to their respective positions with angry expressions.

Facing An Yun's frivolous words just now, Isshika didn't react too much. She stood in front of An Yun's body with a wooden knife, and said coldly, "Don't tell me that you are a pervert with a very different hobby."

"If my hobby is abnormal, I don't agree with that." An Yun shrugged, "Don't anyone tell you? In fact, most men are more or less interested in women's feet, but Most people are not as open-minded as I am, and they dare not say aloud what they really like."

"Shut your mouth, I don't want to hear you say these stupid things anymore." Isshiki Hana set up a knife.

An Yun shrugged again with a smirk, then put down the wooden knife on her shoulders and set her posture.

call-!

An Yun had just set up her posture when she saw a wooden knife wrapped in a fierce posture, slashing towards him.

"?!" An Yun's pupils shrank slightly-Isshihua's sword speed was much faster than he had imagined, which surprised him a bit.

Of course, it was just "a little surprised".

He took a half step back without a hassle, and with no more or less, he retreated to the point where the stained wooden knife couldn't cut him.

Ogata watched the match on the court with a calm expression-Isshikihana and An Yun's match. Before the match started, Ogata knew how it turned out.

Isshiki has absolutely no chance of winning.

As for Isshiki's level, Ogata also knew a little bit, after all, he had fought side by side and fought against pirates together before.

According to Ogata's estimation, Isshiki is probably only slightly better than Guasheng compared to all the strong women he knows.

Judging by the strength that An Yun showed in the two battles against Nanjo and Shimura just now, Isshiki Hana could not be An Yun's opponent no matter what.

Ogata just thought about whether or not to persuade Isshika not to fight this kind of battle that will undoubtedly be lost.

But after thinking about it, she dismissed the idea of ​​persuading Isshika to put An Yun's provocation on her ears.

The three views of people from samurai families in this era are like this.

Unless a handful of people have special ideas, the vast majority of samurai families in this era educate their children to attach importance to honor, and there is little loss of life and great dishonesty.

One of the most prominent characteristics of samurai education in this era is that it is contemptuous of death and value honor.

Death is not worth mentioning, as long as it can defend honor, what is a fortune?

After understanding how different the three views of the samurai of this era and his modern people are, Okinawa decided to let Isshiki go up and defend his honor.

Ogata guessed that Naoshu was probably also out of considerations in this regard before letting Isshiki play.

Originally, Ogata watched the contest between Isshiki Hana and An Yun calmly.

But the more I look at it, the more solemn Ogata's expression becomes.

There is no other reason-An Yun has always been "playing" since the start of the contest.

Due to the poor strength of the two, An Yun should be able to kill all flowers in one hit.

But An Yun was slow to attack, only dodge and defend. With a gaze like looking at a product, he kept looking at Isshiki flower in front of him, and looked at Isshiki flower from head to toe over and over again.

Isshika also noticed that An Yun was not seriously competing with her at all, but her mentality was very stable, and she was not irritable because of this, and attacked An Yun steadily.

An Yun also looked at Isshiki with an interesting look at the beginning.

But gradually, the light of interest in his eyes gradually dissipated.

His eyes became dull.

"…no surprise."

After avoiding another slash from Isshika, she showed an expression of contempt without any concealment.

"Women really should stay at home and do housework to help us continue our children and grandchildren."

"Women shouldn't take weapons. Women taking up weapons will only make the weapons they hold want to cry."

"'Female Swordsman' or something...I've seen enough."

As if by magic, An Yun's body speeded up abruptly, and an afterimage was drawn directly from her body, and she rushed straight towards Isshiki.

Facing An Yun whose speed has suddenly increased a lot, Isshihua's pupils shrank suddenly.

She subconsciously wanted to open the distance from An Yun who was rushing towards her.

But the speed of her body couldn't keep up with the reaction, so An Yun could only stand in front of her.

When she came to Isse Flower's body, An Yun did not immediately release the knife.

Instead, he raised his right leg high and stepped on Isshika's left foot.

His left foot was hit hard, and the back of his left instep was instantly red.

With a cry of pain, Isshika's center of gravity was destroyed by the attack on her left foot.

call…

After destroying Issehua's center of gravity, An Yun raised the wooden knife in her hand high.

Because of the strength of the knife, it directly caused a low sound of breaking wind.

Seeing An Yun's sword-raising action, Zhizhou, Rushui, Kitahara...many people with a little vision on the court were shocked.

They all saw that An Yun's attack was extremely powerful.

Although it won't be fatal, if Isshiki is stubbornly hit by the knife, she will definitely have to cultivate in bed for at least half a month.

Whether it was a contest with Nanjo or Shimura, An Yun didn't play such a heavy hand.

Zhi Zhou and the others hurriedly got up now, wanting to rush forward to help Isse Hua stop the knife.

But they...have more than enough energy...

A grinning smile appeared on An Yun's face.

call-!

An Yun severely chopped down the sword held high.

Goal: The left back of Isshiki who was forced to bend slightly forward due to injury to his left foot.

-Oops!

Knowing that he was unable to avoid the attacking Isshika, he closed his eyes and clenched his teeth.

Ready to take An Yun's hack.

Bang...

Isshiki was mentally prepared for the severe pain in her back.

But after closing his eyes, he didn't wait for the sharp pain in his back.

Just waiting for a low, muffled noise from above his head.

"?!" After slowly opening her eyes, Isshiki saw-in front of him, there was a man wearing a hat standing.

Standing in front of Issehua, he took the knife that An Yun had just cut with his bare hands. The low and dull noise just now was the sound he made when he took the wooden knife with his bare hands.

"one…"

Isshiki subconsciously wanted to call out the famous title of this man in the hat, but she reacted in time and hurriedly shut her mouth tightly.

"The knife you just made... is completely beyond the scope of the discussion, right?"

The man in the hat put down An Yun's wooden knife, and said in a tone that was so calm that people couldn't help but feel timid.

…

…

When she found that An Yun was not seriously competing with Isshiki, Ogata raised her mind to herself.

In order to make it easier for himself to rush forward to help Isshika in any critical moment, Ogata's chest slowly rises and falls in the special rhythm of "source of breath".

The eyes flashed out of the light that was unique after entering the "world of no-self".

Ogata just relied on the soaring physical fitness after entering the "Selfless Realm", and immediately noticed An Yun's evil intentions, and then stood in front of Isshika in time and helped Isshika to stop it. If she insisted, she would definitely be injured and attacked.

After blocking An Yun's attack, Xu Jian silently exited the "Selfless Realm", and his breathing returned to a normal rhythm.

An Yun is now looking at Ogata with a surprised look.

"The speed you were just now... really incredible..." An Yun glanced at where Ogata was sitting just now, "Who are you?"

"It just happened to pass by Osaka, and then happened to be invited by Mr. Isshiki to watch the passers-by of'Dai Hei'."

After speaking, Ogata beckoned to Isshiki beside him.

"Miss Isshiki, can you borrow me for your wooden knife?"

"Huh?" Isshiki Hana flashed beautiful big eyes towards Ogata.

"This man seems to like to compete with powerful people." Ogata's tone was still calm, "Your name is An Yun Younosuke, right? Are you interested in competing with me?"

"Oh?" An Yun raised her eyebrows vigorously, then licked the corner of her right mouth, "Do you want to compete with me?"

"Okay!" An Yun nodded vigorously without hesitation, "You just said well! I like to compete with strong people the most!"

"Oh, my lord..." Naoshu had a weird look on his face at this moment, and quickly got up from his seat, walked to Ogata's body, then stood on tiptoe, and whispered towards Ogata, "Are you here? What are you doing? Why do you suddenly want to play against this An Yun?"

"...There is no special reason." Ogata responded in a low voice, "It's just that An Yun's words just made me unhappy."

"I know a group of very strong women."

"In the face of natural and man-made disasters, they did not give up on themselves and lived stubbornly. They did all the work of men and women. They are not the ones who make the weapons in their hands cry."

"Miss Isshiki, please lend me your wooden knife."

Ogata repeated what he had just said.

After hesitating for a moment, Isshiki handed the wooden knife in her hand to Ogata.

Zhi Zhou's current expression... has quite a wonderful change.

After looking at Ogata with a weird expression, he turned his head and glanced at An Yun-when looking at An Yun, Zhi Zhou's eyes flashed a little joke.

After retracting his gaze from An Yun, Zhizhou pulled Isshihua and returned to their seats.

Ogata stood leisurely in a normal posture, swiped the wooden sword in his hand towards the air on his side a few times, turned his head to An Yun, and said lightly:

"Tighten every nerve. If you don't tighten every nerve, this battle between me and you will end soon."

"Hahaha! I'm really lucky today!" An Yun set the knife, and then licked her lips. "Not only did she have a good fight with the so-called'female swordsman' who wanted to try her for a long time, and met again. A master who seems to be particularly strong!"

"Leave the horse..."

call!

Bang!

The sound of breaking the wind and the collision of the wooden knife with the flesh sounded almost simultaneously.

A wooden knife slashed heavily between An Yun's right shoulder and right neck.

The sound of broken bones sounded.

An Yun didn't even have time to scream, so she fell to the ground and passed out...

"...I have reminded you."

Ogata slowly put away the wooden knife that stunned An Yun. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"If you don't tighten every nerve, this battle between me and you will end soon."

At this moment, the whole audience was quiet.

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Thanks to the book friends [Girl Jiayan], [Furong Navy Wind], [Soul Netherworld], [Mun Dove], [Smoking Alaska], [The Far and Close World] and other book friends for their recommended features Documentaries, movies, and games that help the author learn about "Sailboat Battleship".

Special thanks to book friend [Girl Jiayan], because the documentary recommended by him is very useful. After a day of study yesterday, the author has mastered a lot of knowledge about battleships that can be used to blow water in the wine bureau (breast up.jpg)