I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

Even though his eyes can't see now, Nagano can roughly guess what happened. His chest was cut by Kondo.

Ogata feels very sorry now.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a mirror at hand now.

If there is a mirror, he very much wants to use this mirror to see his current expression.

The expression must be unprecedented wonderful.

Just now when Kondo took out the sand from his obviously homemade trouser pocket, Ogata was stunned.

Especially when Kondo threw out the sand that he carried with him, he didn't forget to say "a bird droppings is about to fall on your head" to "mentally disturb" Nagano, Ogata's mouth They all stretched out into a "" shape uncontrollably.

In fact, it's not just Ogata.

Everyone present, including the referee, was dumbfounded after seeing Kondo's smooth and smooth combo.

Many of those present have seen many types of trial fits.

But it was the first time they met for a trial match like this.

The first to recover from the "stunned" state were the six diners from Nagano who came to Edo with him.

Nagano has a sword studio in the Dewa area that teaches the Ono School Ichidao style.There are many diners.

This time when he went south to Edo, Yong Ye brought 6 of the diners from his dojo.

Seeing that Nagano, who is considered to be their half master, was brought down by Kondo with "Ogata-ryu", the six diners of Nagano were the first to recover from the state of shock, rushed to the field, and divided into two groups.

A group of people helped Yong Ye get rid of the dust sticking to his face.

Another group of people scolded Kondo angrily.

"Are you still a samurai? Did you sneak attack?!"

"Blinding people's eyes with sand, you actually managed to use such a despicable trick!"

The scolding from the diners woke up the referee not far away.

The first thing the referee said when he came back to his senses was: "Hey! What are you doing?! How could you suddenly dig out the sand and come out to attack?!"

The referee's words were obviously addressed to Kondo.

The referee also joined the ranks of berating Kondo.

"Huh?" Kondo looked at the referee.

Kondo's expression at this time was the same as hearing someone say "shit is delicious".

"Is there anything wrong with throwing sand?" Kondo asked back, "I have carefully studied the rules of the martial arts test. Your rules do not prohibit throwing sand."

"When fighting people, victory is the most important thing."

Kondo put on an old-fashioned tone.

"As long as you can win."

Although Kondo's remarks sounded handsome and convincing, they failed to convince the referee at all.

The noise made by Kondo attracted some higher-ranking officials.

A group of officials got together and discussed how to define Kondo's victory or defeat.

Kondo's remarks just now did not actually find any faults because in the rules of their martial arts test, it is true that "throwing sand and soil is prohibited".

Because this is the first time that the "Imperial Trial Match" has been held, it is very inexperienced, so there are quite a lot of omissions in the rules that have been drawn up.

After a rather brief discussion, the officials decided that Nagano would win and Kondo would lose.

After receiving this result, Kondo was dissatisfied.

"Wait! Why did I lose!"

"Because we can't tolerate this kind of sneak attack on opponents." A potbellied official said seriously, "So we temporarily supplemented the rules prohibiting the use of hidden weapons and objects with the same effect as hidden weapons to attack opponents."

"Huh? Temporarily changing the rules? What is this?!" Kondo's eyes widened.

Ogata was not surprised that Kondo was directly sentenced to responsibility.

After all, the government will definitely not agree to "throwing sand and dirt at the opponent's face" in the "Trial Match before the Imperial Palace".

If everyone followed suit and brought a handful of sand to attack the enemy afterwards, then this martial arts test would change from a competition of who is stronger to who is more accurate in throwing sand.

Kondo still wanted to argue with reason and struggle for a while longer.

It's a pity that the officials are no longer a bird of Kondo.

Therefore, the trial match between Kondo and Nagano ended in Nagano's victory.

It is worth mentioning that Nagano is quite personable.

After wiping off the sand from his face, he did not furiously scold Kondo for being despicable, but said to Kondo with a hating attitude: "Young man! You must be upright in your life! You must follow samurai morality!"

Today's martial arts test lasted until dusk.

Except for a short break at noon, I played non-stop in the morning and afternoon.

Although there are occasional episodes, today's martial arts test has come to a successful conclusion.

At the end of today's martial arts test, an official announced to everyone: Half of the participants have been successfully screened out, and those who beat their opponents today, remember to be there on time tomorrow.

Screening out half of the people means that everyone has played a game, and there are half of the winners and half of the losers.

Four hundred people were reduced to two hundred people.

After the officials announced that today's martial arts test was over, Kondo walked back to Edo with a displeased face.

"Kondo." As soon as Kondo left the martial arts test site, a young samurai who was about the same age as Kondo rushed towards Kondo, "Do you want to go back together?"

"No." Kondo shook his head, "I'm in a bad mood, I'm going to have two drinks first."

"Is that so?" The young samurai named Kondo smiled wryly, "Alright then, I'll go ahead."

After saying goodbye to his friend, Kondo walked alone on the way back to Edo.

As soon as he returned to Edo City from the suburbs, Kondo turned onto an avenue that he had traveled countless times with ease, and then stepped into an izakaya.

"Aya!" Kondo shouted as soon as he entered the izakaya, "Two bottles of sake!"

"Oh, Kondo, you're here." A young girl walked out of the izakaya's kitchen with a plate in her arms.

"Yes." Kondo found a random place, untied the saber from his waist and put it aside, "Hurry up and serve the wine, I'm in a bad mood today, I plan to get drunk."

Aya: "What happened? Did someone bully you?"

"Not at all." Kondo smiled wryly, "It's inconvenient to say what I did today, but hurry up and serve the wine."

"Good, good, good." Aya returned to the kitchen holding the plate.

Not long after, 2 bottles of sake appeared on Kondo's table.

Kondo didn't order any appetizers, so he ordered 2 bottles of wine, and then began to gulp down there, expressing his inner resentment.

In a place like an izakaya, the business will slowly become prosperous at night.

It is only dusk now, and there are very few people drinking in this izakaya.

When Kondo was enjoying his drink, he suddenly felt the shadow at his hand darken.

Looking to the side, he saw six familiar young warriors standing beside him, looking at him with gloomy expressions.

Anyone who knows how to read the air can see that this group of people is not kind.

"What are you doing?" Kondo asked in a deep voice while grabbing the saber next to him.

The commotion on Kondo's side shocked the guests at other tables, as well as the waitress Aya who was working in the kitchen.

The guests at other tables, not wanting to be affected by the conflict of the samurai, hurriedly escaped from the izakaya.

Others took it easy and continued to drink in their seats calmly.

At this time, Aya also ran out of the kitchen in a panic.

Aya: "What happened?"

"Aya, don't worry." Kondo said in a deep voice, "It just seems that someone came to seek revenge on me. I remembered who the six of you are. You are from Nagano, right? I just saw you this morning." Face."

"We are the patrons of Lord Nagano." One of the six young warriors said, "Since you remember us, it will save you trouble."

"Come outside with us. We don't want to disturb the business of this store."

Kondo looked at the six heads, and then at the knives around the six people's waists. A look of hesitation appeared on Kondo's face.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, Kondo grabbed his saber firmly and stood up.

"Let's go."

After all, Kondo took the lead and walked outside with a knife.

Before Kondo was about to leave, Aya, the waitress at the izakaya, cast a worried look at Kondo.

He opened his mouth, and when he was about to say something, Kondo spoke out first:

"Aya, I'll come back as soon as I go." Kondo smiled at Aya as usual, "Prepare 2 bottles of sake for me first, I've almost finished my original 2 bottles."

at the same time

"Master Shintaro, Master Shintaro."

Hearing someone calling him, Shintaro slowly opened his eyes.

Opening his eyes and turning his head to follow the voice, Shintaro saw the big face of Xuntaro.

Xuntaro is one of the jonin in their Shiranui. Although he is only a rather inconspicuous one among the jonin, he has a good ability to handle affairs, so he is quite relied on by Shintaro.

In this task of "catching the rebel who fled in Edo", Xuntaro was transferred to Shintaro's command to assist Shintaro.

"How?" Shintaro straightened his body a little, "Did you get anything from that vegetable shop?"

Shintaro and Xuntaro are now in an inconspicuous alley in Edo.

Just now Shintaro was standing and leaning against the wall of the alley, dozing off.

Years of travelling, Shintaro has developed the ability to fall asleep even while standing.

These days, Shintaro has been leading the subordinates sent to him by the Balrog to run around in Edo, which has a population of one million, looking for the trace of the traitor.

After days of running around, Shintaro has accumulated a lot of fatigue without knowing it.

After ordering Xuntaro to go to the tea house not far away to inquire about information, Shintaro leaned against the wall of the alley and fell asleep.

Although I only slept for less than 5 minutes from the beginning to the end, this short sleep is enough for a ninja like Shintaro who has experienced many battles.

As soon as Shintaro's question fell, Xuntaro smiled slightly:

"Ask for useful information. About yesterday evening, a guy who fully fit the traitorous appearance went into the vegetable store and bought 2 scallions."

"That's right." Although it was good news, Shintaro was unmoved, still with an expressionless expression on his face, "Our net is gradually tightening, and the rebellious ninja should not be able to play for a long time. "

"Master Shintaro." Xuntaro asked, "Please give me the next task."

"No hurry." Shintaro said, "Those who can't escape the traitor don't need to be so anxious. Let's take a rest now, Xuntaro, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

After all, Shintaro put his hand into his arms, and then took out 2 rice balls wrapped in lotus leaves.

After opening the lotus leaf, Shintaro threw one of the rice balls to Xuntaro.

"Eat."

"Yes Yes!"

Looking at the rice ball in his hand, Xuntaro was full of excitement.

After distributing one of the 2 rice balls in his hand to Shintaro, Shintaro picked up the other rice ball and began to nibble silently.

Shintaro and Xuntaro stood opposite each other, silently gnawing on the rice balls in each other's hands.

While nibbling the rice ball in his hand, Xuntaro looked at Shintaro standing in front of him from time to time.

Shintaro, who was standing directly opposite Xuntaro, could naturally feel Xuntaro's gaze.

"What are you doing?" Shintaro, who couldn't stand Xuntaro's behavior of constantly looking at him, asked in a deep voice, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"Master Shintaro." After hesitating for a while, Xuntaro took a deep breath, showing a determined look, "I hope you can actively strive for the position of the 18th generation of Balrog."

"I think that only you are the most suitable person to be the next leader of Shiranui."

Hearing Xuntaro's words, the pupils of Shintaro's eyes shrank slightly.