Konoha's Ninja Successor

After Teru Shimura heard that he was going to play, he didn't waste much time and jumped directly onto the ring, ready to resolve the battle quickly.

Shimura Teru's opponent at the moment was a fierce samurai with countless scars on his face. The aura and murderous intent exuding from his whole body made him obviously a man with extremely rich actual combat experience.

It's just that the momentum of Aoi Gucheng has no effect on Shimura Teru.

"Look, the most popular figure in the Samurai Tournament is on stage!"

"Ximen Chuixue, I think he is strong enough to win the championship!"

"Indeed, I haven't seen him make a serious move so far. I hope this opponent can force him to use his sword."

"He may be the most powerful warrior in this game. The opponent is really unlucky, and I'm afraid he will step down soon."

Discussions like this were endless in the noisy audience. Most of the voices felt that Shimura Teru, whose pseudonym was Ximen Fubuki, had a higher chance of winning. Aoi Goneki, who was also relatively small and was not noticed by the audience, obviously had a low sense of presence. .

The main reason is that the face chosen by Shimura Teru this time is an extremely handsome face. With the extra points for appearance, the popularity of the samurai "Ximon Fubuki" has skyrocketed, and he has directly become the favorite to win the samurai tournament. Private gambling activities are also related to Gambling was just as popular in this world in the previous life.

The discussion was so loud that Shimura Teru naturally heard it.

"I didn't expect my popularity to be quite high." Teru Shimura shook his head and smiled, feeling as if he had become a wrestler on the eve of the competition.

Unfortunately, Aoi Gucheng was not a very high-spirited samurai, and he still heard many of the discussions on the stage.

There was obvious dissatisfaction on Aoi Gucheng's face. He was not in the same field as Shimura Teru before, so he did not have a clear understanding of Shimura Teru's strength.However, in his opinion, Shimura Teru was just a weakling, and there was no sign of any strength in the opponent's thin body.

Aoi Gucheng immediately drew out his samurai sword, looked at Shimura Teru with a cold look, and whispered: "The ignorance of those laymen cannot change the outcome of your defeat. I advise you to surrender now, little pretty boy, otherwise I am afraid that I will accept the consequences." If you don’t stop, I’ll accidentally chop off your unpleasant head!”

Shimura Teru twisted his neck, disdainful of Aoi Gucheng's strength. Over the years, I don't know how many "Kings of Strong Mouth" have died in his hands. Those who dared to talk to him like this have now permanently closed their mouths. Bad mouth.

Shimura Teru held the scabbard with his left hand and pointed it at Aoi Gucheng, and said casually: "Let's do it, I'm in a hurry."

Aoi Gucheng glanced at the old and dirty scabbard in Shimura Teru's hand, and then a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. How much strength can a samurai who cannot even keep his favorite sword properly have?

"Since you are looking for death, then I might as well work harder to send you on your way. If you want to hate me, just hate your ignorance and arrogance." Aoi Gucheng clenched the long knife with both hands, moved his body, and rushed directly towards Shimura Teru.

Swordsmanship requires speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, and all three points are in place. Fighting is often a matter of seconds.

Aoi Gucheng's speed was indeed very fast. At the moment when he charged for about two steps, his left foot stomped hard on the special stone floor of the ring, causing cracks. People in the audience only saw an afterimage flashing on the ring. Pass.

A bright blood-red afterimage streaked across the night sky, slashing down from mid-air.

This sword was powerful and heavy, and the powerful blood blade condensed with chakra fell straight towards Shimura Teru's head.

"Blood knife flow. Mountain collapse!"

Shimura Teru narrowed his eyes and jumped back!

Bang! ! !

There was a heavy sound of falling to the ground, and the air flow from the explosion of blood energy spread out in all directions, blowing Shimura Teru, who was dodging away, and his white clothes were fluttering in the bloody wind.

A scratch did appear on the originally flawless white clothes. Shimura Teru, who had clearly dodged the attack perfectly, was still affected by the blood energy. As long as the bloody air flow was contaminated, knife marks would appear. Obviously, this bloody knife flow greatly improved the skill of the sword. Aggression and range.

"Chakra full of blood is a bit interesting."

There was a trace of surprise in Shimura Teru's eyes. This was the first time he had seen this kind of chakra with the smell of blood. It could actually increase the attack power of the sword so much. You must know that the opponent's strength was not that strong according to Shimura Teru's judgment. , at most the level of a chuunin, but the sword strike just now really showed the explosive power of a jounin, which is obviously something special.

On the high platform in the distance, Mifune and the man with the sword noticed this.

"Who is that person?" Mifune looked at Aoi Castle in the distance with great curiosity, and was obviously attracted by the blood knife attack.

"Mifune-sama, judging from the sword force just now, it should be a bloody sword style. The person who used this sword technique should be Aoi Gokujo, who has become famous in recent years. He is a wandering samurai. He was only 15 years old and he personally cut a sword. He is famous as the elite jounin of Sand Ninja Village. He once escaped several pursuits by the Sand Ninja Village Anbu. I also mentioned this person to you before this samurai tournament." He replied to Mifune with a sword respectfully.

"Blood sword flow? I haven't heard of it. This guy should have created it himself. His strength is indeed pretty good." Mifune rarely showed a hint of approval. Although there was a big gap between Aoi Gucheng and him, the skills he displayed The method is indeed quite clever.

Daodao Wenyan glanced at Shimura Teru, shook his head and sighed: "Unfortunately, he picked the wrong opponent."

Mifune didn't say much when he heard this, obviously acquiescing to what Dai Dao said. In his opinion, the Blood Knife Flow is indeed somewhat valuable, but the strength of "Ximen Chuixue" cannot be shaken by just one Blood Knife Flow.

The cold, clear and tense air was suddenly broken by a thunderous sound.

Everyone outside the ring was immediately attracted by the sound and looked at the ring where the change occurred. The source of the sound was clear at a glance.

I saw a trail of blood spread out like an ink painting, crossing several straight lines in mid-air, heading straight for Shimura Teru, and finally scattering afterimages in mid-air.

"Blood knife flow. Three stages of slashing!"

The blood-colored air flow released from the body pushed Aoi Gucheng behind him. Because he used the power of his whole body to perform ultra-high-speed offensive swordsmanship, Aoi Gucheng's body had turned into a super-speed cannonball.

Three afterimages of Aoi Castle flashed, giving people the impression that three people were attacking the enemy at the same time, and each of them was a powerful samurai master.

“Ding ding ding!!!”

Shimura Teru used the chakra properties of Wind Release to protect the scabbard in his hand, because the sword in his hand was just obtained by a random robber and was not a treasured sword, so he only used it to deal with such a swift and violent blood-blade attack from Aoi Gucheng. Just protective measures.

"What?!" Aoi Gucheng was surprised to see that all his super-speed attacks were easily blocked by the opponent. The killing move that he originally thought he had absolute certainty was blocked by the opponent. This made Aoi Gucheng both shocked and angry.

Compared to the other party's surprise, Shimura Teru's eyes showed a hint of understanding.

"Haha, blood successor, it turns out you are also a ninja..."

"What?! Did you..." Aoi Gucheng looked shocked. After hearing Shimura Teru's words, Aoi Gucheng immediately looked at the other party with disbelief.

Shimura Teru then understood why he had misjudged him at first. Although the opponent did not have much chakra in his body, this special blood chakra was definitely not something that could be used by ordinary means.

After the brief fight just now, Shimura Teru understood what the blood chakra of Aoi Gokujo was like. Shimura Teru, who had fought with ninjas for many years, analyzed Aoi Gokujo's general information in one go.

"I think I changed my mind. You should feel lucky that I suddenly don't want to kill you." Shimura Teru raised the corners of his mouth slightly, having a new way of dealing with the young samurai in front of him.

Seeing the smile on Shimura Teru's lips, Aoi Gucheng suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.