A foreigner's journey

When General Jiaming got up from the ground, he even felt 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 support of military force to suppress him, what is the difference between him and the old farmers working on the farmland?

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 Iamaki could even foresee that he would be harassed by these ministers' families when he returned to Owari. The backstage of those nobles were all very troublesome, even twenty The [Oshu Rebellion] 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 turned his attention to the martial arts stage. The person holding the sword was Onisu Fuqi, who was the best at Iai's slashing skills among the eleven people under his command. Guisu Buqi, who is of the same mind as this general, defeat Qiang Baibing, that flashy fake who is regarded as the highest point among swordsmen, and 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.

Oni Sufuqi 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 did not open his eyes when he spoke.

"Are all the eleven members of the Royal Guard talking nonsense like this? You are like this, and so are the two mediocre people who challenged the 'Micro Knife'."

Qiang Baibing, who is only 5 feet 3 inches tall and as slender and beautiful as a woman, has a cold gaze. He holds a translucent and matching beautiful long sheathed sword in his left hand and 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 Sufuqi's face was serious, and he held the Zhan Dao scabbard with his left thumb and gently pressed it 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 means 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 Susano-o in the world. I will prove that [锖] is the most perfect completed variant sword worthy of being reforged by the gods."

"...You are not ashamed of your words!" Oni Sufuqi lowered his body slightly and tilted his body. This is the most suitable posture for Iai Slash 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. 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 is Ichibanme - [锖白兵] vs. [Ghost Subuqi]!"

"Let's fight openly and honestly to determine the winner!"

With a snap, the handle of the paper umbrella lightly hit the stone ground outside the venue.

Bang! Oni Subuqi'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 appeared!

[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 to smash 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 and slashing'. And Onizuka Fusei has been studying drawing and slashing for decades, and he is confident that there will never be a more powerful drawing and slashing master in Japan than him. I can win, even if my opponent is the former strongest Qiang Baibing in the country, I can win!

The sword light flew out from the blade at an extremely fast speed, and struck Qiang Baibing's position in just an instant, causing bricks and rocks to fly.

But Qiang Baibing was faster. He just shrunk and took a step forward, and 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 knife-wielding people, 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. The black sword handle held in his right hand turned into a blur, and the chop waves caused by the successive tragic Iai chops were predicted. The movement trajectory of the white soldiers was constantly revealed. At the same time, Jianguang also designated the five meters around Guisu Buqi as a restricted area. Those who enter, die!

"Okay, so awesome..." Jiu'er, who was watching the battle from a distance, was frightened. The eleven people on the imperial side 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 on his face after a fierce battle with Shichika. Even if Shichika was stronger than Shichika, he had to use tricks to win in the face of his all-killing Iai Sword, so he was deeply impressed.

Jiu'er was a little dissatisfied: "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 [exploding ground]!"

Under the skill of [Explosive Shrinking], Qiang Baibing could still reverse direction freely even without slowing down, constantly 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? You're brave enough...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, which was as beautiful as a work of art. The scabbard naturally flung out and gently guided the incoming Iai Slash to the side. At the same time, the thin and thin blade, as bright as crystal, moved along the 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 Guisu 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 Guisu Buqi. The thin tip of the thin knife hung diagonally to the ground, without 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, and the two ends of his body fell heavily to the ground one after the other, making no sound anymore.

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 court, the referee in black suddenly waved the flag.

A swordsmanship showdown in front of the gods, the winner or loser will be determined. winner——

Qiang Baibing!