I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

Chuguang's flabbergasted fair face...it is indeed a little red and swollen...

Vaguely, it seems that some palm prints can be seen...

"...Oh...so that's the case...I...was...failed by your cooperation..." Ji Jiu lowered his gaze slowly, staring at the soil under the tip of his nose, with a deadpan expression on his face, making it difficult to see See what he's thinking right now.

It would take at least a few seconds for Jijiu to break free from the control of A-Ming and the others and these "nails" on his body, even if it could be done.

Such a long time... It was enough for Chuguang to cut off Ji Jiu's head several times.

The outcome... has already been decided.

"Chop off this guy's head!" Asai shouted, "Cut it off quickly, and you can feel at ease sooner!"

As soon as Asai's high-pitched voice fell, Shimada, who was supporting him, hurriedly shouted:

"Kill him!"

"Yes! Miss Chuguang! Kill this bastard!" Shibata also followed closely at this time.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

It was raining, dripping down.

It was raining heavily, and everyone was shouting, urging Chuguang, the only one who still had enough strength left, to kill Ji Jiu with a knife.

And amidst all the shouts... a deep, trembling voice resounded leisurely.

"Forgive...forgive me..."

The owner of this begging sound...is none other than Ji Jiu.

Everyone, at this time, cast surprised looks at Ji Jiu who suddenly begged for mercy.

Chuguang's brows also raised slightly at this moment.

After everyone's eyes were on Ji Jiu, Ji Jiu, who had lowered his head just now, suddenly raised his head

The leader of Iga no Sato, who had maintained a calm and indifferent expression just now and forced A-Machi and the others to a desperate situation with a powerful posture, was gone.

Now, there is only one old man who is tearful and ugly.

"Please forgive me!"

the old man shouted.

"Forgive me! Forgive me!"

"If you can spare my life, I will leave here immediately! I will not come back to offend you!"

"Please! Please! Please spare my life! Please! Please! Please..."

Every time the old man yelled "I beg you", he shook his head, knocked his forehead hard to the ground, and kowtowed to Chuguang and others.

His strength was enormous, and within a moment, he could see traces of blood dripping down the old man's forehead.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

The rain dripped on the old man's face, and the blood, tears, and snot on his forehead mixed into a peach-colored liquid, which smeared all over his face.

Atachi, Asai... everyone except Chuguang couldn't stop the astonishment on their faces at this moment.

It is not uncommon for them to have seen people crying and begging for mercy when they were dying.

But this kind of people... most of them are weak people with extremely poor strength and mentality...

Like Ji Jiu, who is clearly considered a hero, but who begs for mercy without dignity... This is the first time they have met...

"Forgive your life?!" Shibata, who was also stunned like A-Ming, slowly revealed a ferocious expression, "Forgive your life! Then who will spare those people who were killed by you?" Life?!"

Shibata, who was pressing on Jijiu's back, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Jijiu's back collar, then swung Jijiu's head vigorously, knocking Jijiu's forehead heavily to the ground.

"Do you know why I put my head on my waist with Chuguang and vowed to destroy Iga no Sato with Miss Chuguang?"

Shibata's eye sockets slowly turned red.

"You bastard, do you know how many innocent people have been poisoned by you?! Killed by you?!"

"In order to ensure enough fresh blood, we collected orphans everywhere, met children with ninjutsu potential, and even abducted and snatched them here!"

"Do you remember Ye Jiro? Hmph, I don't think you remember this boy who is completely insignificant in your eyes either!"

"He is one of the children who were forcibly snatched by you because of his ninjutsu potential!"

"He obviously just wanted to go home secretly...Look at his parents who were forcibly abducted by you and have not seen each other for several years...you brutally killed them in the name of strict discipline..."

Big teardrops... have begun to roll down from Shibata's eye sockets and trickle down his cheeks.

"He is a small soldier who is insignificant in your eyes, and you will be killed if you kill him."

"But to me, he is an irreplaceable best friend!"

"You bastard with blood on your hands! What right do you have to beg for mercy here!!"

After finishing speaking, Shibata slammed Yoshihisa's head to the ground again.

"You...you're right...!" Ji Jiu, whose face was smashed to pieces, said in a trembling voice, "I... am a beast!"

"Just treat me like a dog and spare my dog's life!"

"Please! Please!"

Ji Jiu knocked his head to the ground again and again.

"Chuguang! Chuguang!"

Jijiu looked at Chuguang with hope as if he had grasped at a life-saving straw.

"Chuguang! I have always regarded you as my own granddaughter! I brought you up like my own granddaughter! Do you remember? I gave up my life to save you when you fell into the water!"

"I beg you! I beg you, for the sake of our friendship, please spare my life!"

"Spare me my life! Spare me my life!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

The rain continued unabated.

Seeing Ji Jiu who was crying and begging for mercy, everyone was silent.

Under the majestic rain, there was only the sound of Ji Jiu's kowtow.

one after another...

"Ha, ha ha ha..." Shibata smiled, and sneered at Yoshihisa, "Jijiu, you have a day too..."

"The dignified leader of Iga no Sato, unexpectedly, is just a coward who is afraid of death..."

"...Okay, Shibata, stop talking."

The sudden Hatsuko interrupted Shibata's ridicule.

When Shibata showed a puzzled expression to Chuguang, Chuguang lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Jiu who was still kowtowing quietly with calm eyes.

"...The person who is generous and righteous is often just another kind of cowardice. Even if he is criticized by thousands of people, even if he endures all the humiliation in the world, he must bear the humiliation in order to complete his mission and ambition. A real ninja."

Chuguang's words... seemed to have some magical power, which made Ji Jiu stop kowtowing.

Between heaven and earth, there is only the sound of rain... and the tone of sorrow and joy in the first light.

"In the past, I didn't really understand what you meant when you seriously warned me."

"It wasn't until I decided to destroy Iga-no-sato that I gradually understood the meaning of those words."

"When the butcher's knife is about to be swung down, it's really cool and elegant to die with your chest up and your head up, and it's a generous sacrifice."

"But so what?"

"Generous sacrifice... what can you get?"

"It's nothing more than preserving the so-called self-esteem and leaving a beautiful reputation."

"But people, only if they are alive, can they have hope and a future."

"Only then can I continue to realize my ambitions."

"If you die, you have nothing."

"Those who seek death out of pity for their fame and dignity are just another kind of cowardice."

"When you deserve to die, you can die bravely and die bravely. When you still need to live, even if you have only a chance to live, you must work hard to live, even if you have to drink muddy water, even if you want to have the hatred of killing and taking your wife. No one would hesitate to beg for mercy. This is the real brave man, this is... the real ninja."

"In this era when samurai have begun to degenerate and there is almost no room for ninjas, a true ninja like you can be born... It is a blessing for martial arts."

"...Ha...hahaha...!" Ji Jiu, who had stopped kowtowing and buried his face on the ground since just now, suddenly let out a low laugh.

"It seems...you have indeed comprehended the meaning of the words I told you back then...haha...it's not in vain that I taught you all those years ago..."

Jijiu slowly raised his head and looked at Chuguang.

On the old man's face... there are no longer any tears or snot flowing out of his nose.

His eyes, his expression, returned to the leader of Iga no Sato looking all around.

His cheeks and the corners of his mouth were raised upwards, showing a grin with evil spirits towards Chuguang.

Jijiu looked at Chu Guang with a meaningful gaze, then slowly withdrew his gaze, then closed his eyes, pressed his forehead to the ground, and raised the back of his neck slightly.

"...Go!"

There are no extra actions.

There is no more redundant words.

Only adjust the neck to a more suitable position for Chuguang's chopping.

He only said "do it" to Chuguang.

"...Ms. Machi. Could you lend me your Wakizashi?"

"..." Ah-Ming didn't speak, but silently pulled out the wakizashi around his waist and handed it to Chuguang.

After weighing the knife that A-Machi handed over, Hatsumitsu stuck the blade on the back of Yoshihisa's neck, checked the position, and slowly raised the knife...

Chuguang's face... has been expressionless and indifferent since just now.

But at this moment, after slowly lifting the blade, the expression on Chuguang's face...slightly changed.

Because of the angle, A-Ming and the others did not see Chuguang's expression now.

Only the sky, the earth, the wind, and the rain have seen the first light at this time, what does it look like?

……

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"...Over the years, I have worked hard to take care of you."

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hum!

The white blade flashed...

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

The heavy rain washed away the blood of the last ninja.

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The author feels that the quality of this chapter is really good. Only one chapter has made the image of Ji Jiu, who had only the label of "high combat effectiveness" before, deepened.

After writing this chapter, the author really feels relieved.So far, the three ninjas that this book has spent a lot of time modeling have all been completed, and they have established their own different images.

Tortured by the obsession of "reviving Fuma no Sato", but in the end he realized that his friends are the most important Fuma, let go of his obsession, and got a good death.

The Balrog, who was also tortured by the obsession of "rejuvenation", couldn't let go of the burden entrusted to him by his predecessors. When he could have escaped for his life, he returned to the dilapidated Shiranui, vowing to pull Shiranui back from the underworld. , and finally buried with Shiranui.

Ji Jiu is also thinking about "rejuvenation" wholeheartedly, but he has never been lost. He does not hesitate to beg the enemy for mercy, endure humiliation, and continue to live and continue to fight for the great cause. He may not be the strongest ninja in history, but he will be. The concept of "ninja" is given to the most faithful person, but no matter how hard he bears the humiliation, he still has not seen the day of Iga's revival in the end.

"No matter how hard we struggle, there will be no place for us in the new era." This is probably a true portrayal of the different destinies of these three "remnants of the old era".

Chapter 740 Entering the "Selfless Realm" and "Yasha Realm"! [Burst update 2.5W!]

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