I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

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When An Yun said this, it can be said that the whole audience was shocked.

"An Yun-jun!" Zhi Zhou quickly recovered from the astonishment, and then loudly reprimanded, "What nonsense are you talking about! Take back what you just said and back down!"

After reprimanding An Yun, Zhizhou immediately turned his head to look at Yagi, the owner of the Yuanming Pavilion.

"Yagi! Quickly ask your disciple to take back the rude statement just now! Then ask him to step down! Don't interfere with the progress of the 'big test match'!"

Facing Naoki's reprimand, Yagi, the owner of the Yuanmeikan, only glanced at Naojo indifferently, and then asked An Yun who was still pointing his sword at Nanjo:

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

"Of course I'm serious." An Yun shrugged, "I've long wanted to see the owner of the 'Osaka No. 1 Sword Gym'...is he running the Gym with real skills, or just relying on his reputation? Let’s run the sword hall.”

After finishing speaking, An Yun smiled unabashedly at Nanjo.

"That's it..." Yagi nodded lightly.

Then he turned his head towards Nanjo and showed a weird smile that made anyone feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Since that's the case—Nanjo, you can go on stage and compete with my apprentice."

"Use your knife to educate my apprentices: you have real skills, not just a name."

"Yagi?!" Naoki exclaimed, staring blankly at Yagi with the big characters "unbelievable" written on his face, "You... what's wrong?"

Nanjo of Quanbingkan, and Shimura Takeichi, the owner of Shimurakan, who has been silent since the start of the "big trial union", now also show the exact same expression as Naoshu.

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

Before, he only thought that this "big trial match" was just an ordinary trial match that would only make him sleepy after watching it.

However, judging from the current situation... the direction of this "big trial cooperation" has increasingly exceeded Ogata's expectations.

Ogata's current state of mind... To use a vivid example to describe it, he came to watch the "Sushi Big Eater Contest", but when he arrived at the scene, he found that everyone ate more cockroaches there than anyone else.

"Yagi! What crazy words are you talking about?!" Naoki snarled at Yagi at this time.

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

"Since An Yun wants to test for herself whether Nanjo is really good, let him try."

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

"The reason why martial arts is getting worse now is because there are fewer and fewer bloody warriors."

"For An Yunjun's extremely bloody behavior, we should encourage them a lot."

"and--"

At this time, Yagi once again showed Nanjo a smile that made people feel uncomfortable, and then continued in a yin and yang tone:

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

"Let Nanjo take the opportunity to show his strength, beat my apprentice well, let my apprentice know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. This will also benefit my apprentice's future development."

Every time Yagi said something, Naoki's eyes widened a little.

Now he just feels that the Yagi in front of him is so strange...

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

Before that, although he was not familiar with Yagi, he also knew him more or less - taciturn and disliked socializing.

Usually, whether in public or in private, he rarely speaks.

Naoshu no matter what, it is difficult to equate the Yagi who is talking madly in front of him with the quiet Yagi in the past.

"Yagi..." Naoki opened his mouth, and when he was about to say something more, a deep male voice interrupted him:

"...Okay, Isshiki, you don't need to say more."

As the deep male voice fell, a figure slowly stood up—it was Nanjo.

Nanjo's current complexion is really so gloomy that it's almost dripping water.

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

Originally, the three contestants sent by his own sword gym to participate in this year's "big trial match" have all been eliminated, and Nanjo's mood has long been very bad because of this.

Regarding An Yun who eliminated 2 of the 3 contestants in his sword gym, including his favorite student Bei Yuan, Nanjo also felt displeased.

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

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

A junior like An Yun challenged him in full view, and his master was also fanning the flames - under such circumstances, it would be a shame if he didn't play again.

For a samurai, things like face and honor are always more important than life.

What's more - Nanjo's anger... was already so full that it was about to be sprayed out from every pore on his body.

In order to defend his honor and vent his anger, Nanjo set foot on the dojo.

"Nanjo! Don't be so impulsive!" Naojo, who didn't want to see the situation getting more and more uncontrollable, persuaded Nanjo earnestly.

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

Nanjo faced these advices—turning a deaf ear to them.

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"Well……"

Bei Yuan woke up faintly.

"here it is……?"

As soon as Bei Yuan woke up, he heard the shouts of joy from his juniors on the left and right sides.

"Ah! Brother!"

"Senior Brother Beiyuan! You're awake!"

After Beiyuan was knocked unconscious, his brothers were carried off the field.

Nanjo, as the owner of the Quanbingguan, was used to seeing the various injuries of his disciples, and he also had a lot of research on how to treat various bruises.

After Beiyuan was carried down, Nanjo immediately checked his injury carefully - except that the place where he was cut was a little swollen, there was no other serious problem, and he would probably wake up by himself in a short time.

After confirming that Beiyuan was fine, Nanjo sent several disciples to carry Beiyuan to a corner of the dojo, and asked these disciples to take care of Beiyuan until Beiyuan woke up.

Bei Yuan covered his head and slowly got up.

Memories before he passed out flooded out of Bei Yuan's mind like a tide.

Dashihe, Yishihua, Anyun, being killed in seconds...

After the memory was finished, Beiyuan's eyes widened abruptly, and Brick subconsciously looked at the dojo after the unbearable memory fragments.

"This is... what's going on?" Bei Yuan murmured.

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

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"Boy, let the horse come here." Nanjo grasped the wooden knife tightly, and set up a posture.

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

Kara, Kara.

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

A good "big trial match" has evolved into the current situation-everyone in the venue has complicated expressions.

"Drink—!"

The first to attack was Nanjo.

Nanjo used his dantian to make a sound, and the qihe sound, which was loud enough to shock the heart of the timid, came from his throat.

Stepping forward, he swung his knife and slashed at An Yun twice, the movement was done in one go.

An Yun took a deep breath, took 2 steps back, avoided Nanjo's first strike, and then parried Nanjo's second strike with a non-exhaustive move.

The Katori Shinto School is one of the schools that Ogata is most familiar with.

Thinking back to 2 years ago, when he first traveled to the Edo period, if not counting Sakakibara Ichidou, the first kind of swordsmanship he came into contact with was the Katori Shinto style taught by the Ishikawa Kenkan at that time.

Every movement of Nanjo, every move of Xiang and Shinto-style sword skills used can be said to be perfect.

Facing Nanjo's onslaught, An Yun could no longer turn into a "One-Sword Superman" like in the competitions just now.

At this time, he was serious and focused on exchanging offense and defense with Nanjo.

Ogata, who was silently watching the fierce trial match in front of him, suddenly heard Isshika ask him:

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

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

"...In terms of strength, the two of them are probably close to each other." After a moment of silence, Ogata said slowly, "But in terms of chances of winning, it should be that An Yun has a better chance of winning."

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

"First: An Yun is far younger than the chief of the Quanbingguan, and judging from 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 it's no wonder, after all, he's not young anymore."

"Nanjo's physical fitness is far inferior to that of Anyun, so if he can't take down Anyun quickly, the situation will inevitably become more and more unfavorable to Nanjo, who is not physically superior."

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

"He is probably eager to save face and pour out his anger. His current mood is obviously unstable."

"In the situation where the strength of the two sides is only equal, the first to show the flaw is often the person who cannot maintain a calm and calm attitude."

As soon as Ogata finished speaking, the contest on the court changed suddenly.

"Drink—!"

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

But I don't know if he lost his mind for a while, or because he was too eager to win quickly, so he used a little more force, which caused the force of this stab to be too fierce-the flaw appeared just like that.

An Yun's eyes lit up, and she quickly tried to dodge to the side, dodging Nanjo's stabbing attack.

Then, he took a step forward, his body turned into an afterimage, and ran towards the left rear of Nanjo.

When dodging to the left rear of Nanjo, An Yun only held the knife with her right hand, and grasped the uppermost end of the handle with her right hand—this is an inconspicuous little detail, but it is very useful, and it can make An Yun's swing Cutting speed becomes faster.

The moment she passed by Nanjo, An Yun slashed at Nanjo's left abdomen with a slash.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

A cry of pain escaped from Nanjo's throat.

With all the facial features distorted, he still held the knife in one hand and covered the spot where he was hit with the knife with the other hand. After staggering a few steps forward, he knelt down on one knee.

"master!"

"Master! Are you okay?"

All the apprentices in Quanbingguan exclaimed one by one, and rushed forward to help Nanjo who was kneeling on the ground.

"Fortunately, it's not a real sword duel." An Yun, who beautifully knocked Nanjo down with one blow, was carrying the wooden knife on her shoulder at this time, and said to Nanjo who was sweating coldly in pain, "If it's a real sword duel , You have been cut in half, and your intestines and kidneys will flow all over the floor."

An Yun's yin and yang words, like a spark, ignited the powder keg called "anger" in the hearts of all the disciples in the military hall.

"You bastard!"

"That's enough of you! Speak insults again and again!"

"Everyone! Teach this rude bastard a lesson!"

Directly pointing the tip of the wooden knife at Nanjo, and calling Nanjo to play with him—this is considered a rude provocation. As early as when An Yun threatened to compete with their master, all the disciples in Quanbingguan were already very upset.

But now, this bastard not only defeated their master, disgraced them all in the military hall, but also continued to speak rudely and be angry with their master.

All the disciples in the Quanbingguan want to tear An Yun alive right away.

More than a dozen disciples from Quanbingguan surrounded An Yun.

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

However, when all the apprentices in the Quanbingguan surrounded An Yun and were about to rush forward to take An Yun down, they heard Nanjo who was still kneeling on the ground roaring:

"Stop it all! Back off!"

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

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

Nanjo, who was still covering his wound, pushed away the hands of his disciples who were about to help him, and slowly stood up with his own strength.

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

"Everyone back off."

After all, Nanjo took the lead and walked towards their seats in the military building.

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

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

When returning 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 in the slightest. An Yun was humming a little tune, and her mood was visible to the naked eye.

"Ah... this 'big test match' can finally become more interesting... It really is interesting to compete with these capable people."

Stretching seems to be An Yun's habitual action.

I saw him stretching again.

Then point the tip of the wooden knife at the owner of Shimurakan, Shimura Takeichi, who is sitting on the west side of the dojo.

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

"An Yun-jun!" Zhi Zhou, who no longer wants to let this year's "big test match" go any further, shouted at his highest volume, "What are you doing? What are you trying to do?! You Do you want to compete with the owners of all the museums?"

Naojou fights to save order in the "big test".

However, some people did not intend to cooperate with Naojou.

For example, An Yun who took Nao Zhou's words as a deaf ear, and Ya Mu, the owner of the Yuanming Pavilion who has been deliberately pampering An Yun.

Another example... Shimura, who is being challenged by An Yun's name...

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

Instead, he grinned, showing a hearty smile.

"He's such a young man!"

"Just finished challenging Nanjo, are you coming to challenge me again now?"

Shimura stood up abruptly.

"Okay! Just what I want!"

"I saw you defeat Nanjo just now, and I just got an itchy hand!"

After all, without giving anyone a chance to respond, Shimura took a wooden knife from the knife rack next to him, and strode up to the dojo.

"This person is Shimura Takeichi, the owner of the Shimura Sword Gym that teaches Shinto style."

Isshiki introduced Ogata very eye-catchingly.

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

When Ogata introduced Shimura, Isshika showed a blatant disgust on her face.

Noticing the disgusted Ogata on Isshikika's face, he asked:

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

"I don't have any grievances... just simply don't like this person." Yishihua said, "I don't like this kind of overly bold person."

"But what annoys me the most about him is his words and deeds."

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

"This person's level of historiography is obviously not good, and he always likes to talk about history with people. The history he likes to talk about most is the history of the rise of Tokugawa Ieyasu more than 200 years ago."

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

"That's all, but I don't know if he is prejudiced against Toyotomi Hideyoshi or for some other reason. Every time he praises Tokugawa Ieyasu, he always degrades Toyotomi Hideyoshi."

"What are you talking about, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, a commoner, became a man of the world purely by luck."

"What do you say that a person with such a humble background is not qualified to be the king of the world. Tokugawa Ieyasu took the Toyotomi family's world is in accordance with the destiny. The Tokugawa army that defeated the Toyotomi family is the army of justice."

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

"No matter what, Toyotomi Hideyoshi is the overlord who made great achievements two hundred years ago. It is too much to demote him to nothing."

"If people like Toyotomi Hideyoshi who became a commoner in Japan are useless, then what is he, a mere owner who teaches swordsmanship?"

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

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

While Ogata and Isshiki were talking, Shimura had already stood still in front of Anyun, grasped the knife tightly, and took a stance.

"Are you ready?" Shimura asked loudly.

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

"Then I'm on!"

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

Boom!

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

Facing a situation that has been completely out of control, Naoki now has the appearance of "I give up".

Shimura is a very tall man, although he is not burly. Its height converted into modern units is about 1.76 meters.

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

The continuous slashing strikes hit An Yun one after another.

Shimura's attack was far stronger than Nanjo's, and An Yun didn't dare to take the attack casually, frequently relying on footwork to avoid Shimura's attack.

Although at first glance, Shimura's strength seemed to be stronger than Nanjo's, the attacks were not only fierce, but also continuous, so that An Yun only dared to dodge, but did not dare to fight hard.

But Ogata still relied on his own experience to see that Shimura's strength was not as good as Nanjo's.

The footsteps alone are not as good as Nanjo.

Nanjo's footwork can be described as stable in one word. Whether it is taking a step forward or retreating, it is both fast and stable. From the beginning to the end, there is no flaw in the footwork.

And Shimura's foothold is not as stable as Nanjo's.

Ogata was thinking that Shimura's lower body was unstable, and if he used Shimura's lower body as the main direction of attack, the attack would be more effective, when he saw An Yun change to the lower stance with lightning speed, and then slashed at Shimura's body with a knife. right calf.

Although Shimura didn't scream, the facial features on his face were distorted by the pain.

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

When fighting with others, if the center of gravity of the body is unstable, then defeat is not far away.

Sure enough——after a smooth blow destroyed Shimura's body center of gravity, Shimura slashed from bottom to top with a vertical slash.

The point of the knife slashed from Shimura's right abdomen to his left shoulder. Shimura, who was stabbed in the chest, staggered a few steps back and fell 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 appeared:

All the apprentices of Shimurakan stepped forward one after another, intending to check Shimura's injuries and help Shimura get up.

However, as soon as they got up together, they heard Shimura shouting in a hearty voice:

"I'm fine!"

Shimura stood up clutching his chest, then laughed loudly:

"It's amazing! You can defeat me so quickly!"

"I didn't expect such a powerful master to be hidden in the Yuanming Hall!"

"With such strength at such a young age, the future is truly limitless!"

"I'm willing to bow down!"

After speaking, Shimura clutched his chest and limped back to his seat.

Shimura was different from Nanjo who had been glaring at Anyun viciously when he returned to his seat just now. When he returned to his seat, he only had a candid expression on his face, as if he was not the one who lost just now.

An Yun lost 2 players in a row, and these 2 players were also the owners of Quanbing Pavilion and Shimura Pavilion.

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

When Shimura was defeated just now, some of the apprentices in Quanbingguan showed rejoicing—fortunate that Shimura was also defeated.

Otherwise, only their master is defeated, and that face is really embarrassing.

But—although some people in the Quanbingguan looked rejoicing, most of the people in the field looked heavy.

Their own master was knocked down by an apprentice who was only in his 20s in the Yuanming Pavilion-if this happened, they would become the target of ridicule.

Being ridiculed by others, the reputation of the sword hall will have a negative impact... Thinking of this, the disciples of Quanbingguan and Shimuraguan couldn't help but feel heavy and look ugly.

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

They looked at An Yun, who had lost two curators in a row, and couldn't help showing a bit of envy in their eyes.

Even though An Yun made Quanbingguan and Shimuraguan extremely embarrassing, and her various behaviors were extremely rude, but I have to admit that An Yun, who named and challenged the two pavilion owners one after another and defeated them all, is really extremely majestic.

Many people secretly thought in their hearts: If only I could be so majestic...

If anyone had the most exciting expression on the field, it was undoubtedly Bei Yuan who had just woken up not long ago.

At this moment, Bei Yuan looked bewildered, as if he had lost his soul.

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

As a result, he was instantly killed and stunned as soon as he played.

And the blow wasn't over yet.

Just after waking up, he saw the person who killed him with one blow, and knocked down his master, who was still only second to him...

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

——It turns out that there are people of the same age who are so much stronger than me in Osaka...

Beiyuan now... only feels that his mind is blank.

In his heart, something called "self-confidence" and "world view" is slowly shattering and collapsing...

An Yun, the culprit behind this series of incidents, is now leisurely and habitually stretching her waist.

"Ah...it's really refreshing...the recent peaceful days have been too long, and the bones of the body have indeed become a little stiff."

"Since I have challenged the owners of Quanbingkan and Shimurakan."

"So……"

An Yun slowly turned her gaze...to the direction where everyone in Yishi Sword Gym was.

Seeing An Yun turn their gaze to them, the expressions of everyone in Yishi Sword Gym changed.

The "Great Trials" are held jointly by the four major sword gyms including Quanbing Pavilion, Zhicun Pavilion, Yuanming Pavilion, and Yishi Pavilion.

Excluding the Yuanming Pavilion where An Yun is located, the owners of Quanbing Pavilion and Shimura Pavilion were all defeated by An Yun.

Everyone naturally thought that An Yun was going to challenge the Isshikan that she hadn't challenged yet.

Everyone in Yise Sword Gym felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

However——what An Yun said next surprised everyone, beyond everyone's expectations.

An Yun first looked at Zhizhou with meaningful eyes.

Then he turned his attention to Ogata—Isshiki beside him.

"Miss Yisehua! I have admired your name as a 'female swordsman' for a long time, may I take this rare opportunity to ask you some advice?"

An Yun did not challenge Isshiki Naoki, but challenged his granddaughter.

As soon as An Yun's words fell, Zhizhou immediately stood up with a "huh" as if he couldn't bear it anymore, and glared at An Yun.

"That's enough! An Yunyouzhisuke!" Naoki, bearded and bearded, called An Yun's name directly, "I can't bear your behavior of interfering with the normal progress of the 'Great Trial Cooperation'!"

"Get out of here! Don't come to disturb the progress of the 'Big Trial'!"

"Otherwise, all our staff from Isshikan will help you get out of here!"

As soon as Zhizhou's words came out, all the apprentices of Yishiguan immediately stood up in a very tacit and cooperative way, and glared at An Yun who had messed up the "big test match" scene.

What's surprising is that Yagi, the head of the Yuanmeikan who had been conniving at An Yun to challenge Nanjo and Shimura just now, now sees that An Yun wants to challenge Isshiki, and his face changes slightly.

"Hey, An Yun." Yagi frowned slightly, and said seriously, "It's nothing more than challenging Nanjo and Shimura, but why are you even challenging women?"

"There's no particular reason." An Yun said in a frivolous tone with a wooden knife on her shoulder, "I just want to open my eyes and see a person who should be mending clothes, doing housework, and helping us to have children and continue our descendants." It's just how much level a girl can reach after holding a knife."

Yishihua's cheeks showed resentment and anger at a speed visible to the naked eye as An Yun uttered every word of the sentence just now.

The person whose expression also changed was Ogata.

As soon as An Yun's words just fell, Ogata frowned, and then quietly looked at An Yun, who was now looking arrogant, with eyes that made it hard to figure out what he was thinking.

"I don't want to listen to your crazy talk anymore." Zhizhou's current expression has become extremely terrifying due to his anger towards An Yun.

But just when Zhizhou was about to command the apprentices of their Isshiki Sword Gym to step forward and work together to drive them out of the dojo, Isshika maintained the posture of folding her hands in front of her body, and slowly stood up— —

"……OK."

Isshiki said with a blank face.

"Then I will do as you wish, and let you see what a female sword like mine looks like."

"Xiaohua?" Zhizhou looked at Yishihua with surprise at first, and then the surprise turned into anger, "Xiaohua, you..."

Naosuke didn't say anything yet, and Isshika said in a firm tone:

"I am also the daughter of the Wu family."

"It's fine if it's just a general provocation, but I can't pretend that nothing happened to what this person said just now."

"If nothing happens, it's more embarrassing than losing."

"Please let me play."

Isshiki looked at Naosuke with a firm gaze.

Just now, Naoshu still looked like he wanted to reprimand Isshiki.

But after hearing Isshiki's words just now and seeing Isshiki's firm eyes, his expression changed.

He hesitated.

After pursing his lips, looking at An Yun not far away, and then at Isshiki in front of him, he sighed lightly:

"...Don't get hurt."

Isshiki cast a grateful look at Naosuke.

Afterwards, she let go of her hands folded in front of her body, took out a cuff that was the same light yellow color as the kimono she was wearing, and tied up the wide sleeves on both sides of the kimono.

Just as she tied up her sleeves, a voice that stunned her suddenly sounded from her side:

"Come on."

Isshiki's eyes widened slightly in surprise, and she turned her head to look at the person who said cheers to her just now——Ogata.

Ogata was looking up at her now.

Under the edge of the hat, Yishihua saw two encouraging eyes.

Even though it was just a simple "Come on", Isshika magically felt a sense of peace in her heart.

This sense of reassurance made Isshiki find a smile on her face again.

"Hmm..." Isshiki nodded lightly towards Ogata, then slowly put away her smile, and stared at Isshiki who was slowly waiting for her to get ready with stern eyes.

Isshiki not only tied up the sleeves, but also lifted up the hem of the kimono to reveal her smooth calves for easy movement, and then took off the pair of white socks on her feet, revealing a pair of white feet.

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

Seeing Yishihua's little feet exposed by taking off her white socks, An Yun showed a malicious smirk.

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

"Let me confirm—you didn't know in advance that I like women's feet, so you took off your socks to seduce me and distract me, right?"

What An Yun said undoubtedly made everyone in the Yise Sword Gym and other people who admired Yishihua look angry.

A very few people with a more violent temper directly cursed at An Yun.

Some of the more violent people stood up suddenly without saying a word, showing an expression that even if they died, they would die with An Yun.

For those who wanted to beat An Yun on the stage, Isshika only said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, but this is a contest between me and An Yunyousuke, please don't bother me."

Yishihua's father is also a person with a hot personality.

Just now, when An Yun said that Yisehua was seducing him or something, she wanted to stand up and rush over to teach this dirty-mouthed bastard a lesson.

However, he had only half stood up when Naoki held his shoulders.

"This is a contest between Xiaohua and others." Zhizhou said, "You are being rude and disrespectful to this contest by rushing forward like this."

Being stopped by her father, Ru Shui could only sit back in her original position sullenly.

As for those who originally wanted to come forward to help Yisehua teach An Yun a lesson, after hearing Yisehua's words "Please don't disturb", they also sat back to their seats with resentful expressions.

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

"I don't agree with saying that my hobbies are perverted." An Yun shrugged, "Didn't anyone tell you? In fact, most men are more or less interested in women's feet, but Most people are not as frank as I am, and dare not say out loud what they really like."

"Shut your mouth, I don't want to hear you say such stupid things anymore." Yishihua set up the knife.

An Yun shrugged again with a smirk on her face, then put down the wooden knife on her shoulder, and took a stance.

call--!

Just as An Yun got into her stance, she saw a wooden knife slashing at him head-on with a sharp posture.

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

Of course, it was just "slightly surprised".

He took half a step back unhurriedly, no more and no less, exactly to the position where Isshikika's wooden knife could not hit him.

Ogata looked at the competition on the field with a calm face - the competition between Isshika and An Yun, before the competition started, Ogata knew the result.

Isshiki has absolutely no chance of winning.

As for the level of Isshiki, Ogata also has a little idea in his heart. After all, he has fought side by side and fought against pirates together before.

According to Ogata's estimation, compared with all the strong women he has known, Isshika is probably only slightly stronger than Guasheng.

Judging from the strength An Yun showed in the two battles against Nanjo and Shimura just now, it is impossible for Isshika to be An Yun's opponent no matter what.

Just now Ogata also thought about whether to persuade Isshika not to fight this kind of battle that is sure to lose.

But after thinking about it carefully, he dismissed the idea of ​​persuading Yisehua to ignore An Yun's provocation.

This is the three views of people from samurai families in this era.

Unless there are very few people with special ideas, most of the samurai families in this era educate their children to value honor, and a loss of life is a small thing, but a loss of reputation is a big thing.

One of the most prominent features of samurai education in this era is that death is despised and honor is valued.

Death is not worth mentioning, as long as you can defend your honor, what is a life?

After realizing how different the three views of the samurai of this era are from those of a modern man, Ooman decided to let Isshika defend his honor.

Ogata guessed that Naoshu probably had Isshika play because of this consideration.

Ogata originally watched the contest between Isshika and An Yun calmly.

But the more he looked, the more dignified Ogata's expression became.

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

Based on the difference in strength between the two, An Yun should be able to kill Yishihua in one blow.

But An Yun didn't attack for a long time, but kept dodging and defending. With eyes like looking at a commodity, he kept looking at the Isshiki in front of him, and repeatedly looked at the Isshiki from head to toe.

Yisehua also saw that An Yun was not serious about competing with her at all, but her mentality was very stable, and she did not become impatient because of this, so she attacked An Yun steadily.

At the beginning, An Yun looked at Yishihua with an interested look.

But gradually, the interested light in his eyes faded away.

His eyes became dull.

"……Knew it."

After dodging another slash from Isshiki, he showed an undisguised look of contempt.

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

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

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

As if by magic, An Yun's body accelerated suddenly, and an afterimage was pulled out of her body, rushing straight towards Yishihua.

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

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

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

When she came to Yishihua's body, An Yun didn't draw her sword immediately.

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

The left foot was hit hard, and Yishihua's white left instep instantly turned red.

With a cry of pain, Isshiki's center of gravity was destroyed as her left foot was attacked.

call……

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

Because of the strength with which the knife was raised, there was a low sound of breaking the wind.

Seeing An Yun's movement of raising the knife, Zhi Zhou, Ru Shui, Bei Yuan...many people with a little vision on the field all looked horrified.

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

Although it won't be fatal, but if Yishihua received this knife firmly, she will definitely spend at least half a month recuperating in bed.

Whether it was the contest with Nanjo or the contest with Shimura, An Yun never played such a heavy hand.

Zhizhou and the others hurriedly got up now, wanting to rush forward to help Yishihua stop the knife.

But they... have more than enough heart but not enough power...

A sinister smile appeared on An Yun's face.

call--!

An Yun slashed down the knife she was holding high.

Target: The left back of Isshiki, who had to bend forward slightly due to the injury to her left foot.

--Oops!

Knowing that she was powerless to dodge this attack, Isshika closed her eyes and clenched her teeth.

He was going to take An Yun's attack hard.

Boom...

Yishihua was already mentally prepared for the sharp pain in her back.

But after closing his eyes, there was no sharp pain in his back.

All he had to do was wait for a low, muffled sound from above his head.

"?!" After slowly opening his eyes, Isshiki saw - in front of him, stood a person wearing a bamboo hat.

He stood in front of Yishihua, and took the knife that An Yun had just chopped with his bare hands. The low and muffled sound just now was the sound of his bare hands hardening the wooden knife.

"one……"

Yishihua subconsciously wanted to call out the famous title of the bamboo hat man, but she reacted in time and quickly shut her mouth tightly.

"That knife you just... has completely gone beyond the scope of the exchange, right?"

The man in the bamboo hat put down An Yun's wooden knife, and said so in a tone so calm that for some reason it made people feel uneasy.

...

...

When he found out that An Yun was not seriously competing with Yishihua at all, Ogata secretly raised his concerns.

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

The eyes flashed with the unique light after entering the "Non-Self Realm".

Just now, relying on the soaring physical fitness after entering the "Selfless Realm", Ogata sensed An Yun's malicious intentions for the first time, and then blocked Yishihua in time to help Yishihua stop the attack If she took it hard, she would definitely be injured and severely attacked.

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

An Yun is now looking at Ogata with surprised eyes.

"Your speed just now...is really incredible..." An Yun glanced at the seat where Ogata was sitting just now, "Who are you?"

"It's just a passerby who just happened to pass by Osaka, and then happened to be invited by Mr. Isshiki to watch the 'Great Trial Match'."

After finishing speaking, Ogata waved to Isshiki next to him.

"Miss Isshiki, can I borrow your wooden knife?"

"Huh?" Isshiki Asaogata fluttered her beautiful big eyes.

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

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

"Okay!" An Yun nodded vigorously without thinking, "What you just said is right! I like to compete with stronger people the most!"

"My, my lord..." Naosuke showed a strange expression at this time, quickly stood up from his seat, walked up to Ogata, then stood on tiptoe, and asked Ogata in a low voice, "What are you doing?" What are you doing? Why do you suddenly want to compete with this An Yun?"

"...There is no special reason." Ogata responded in a low voice, "It's just because I didn't like what An Yun said just now."

"I know a bunch of really strong women."

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

"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.

Naosuke's expression now...has quite a wonderful change.

After he looked at Ogata with a strange expression, he turned his head to look at An Yun - when he looked at An Yun, there was a playful light in Naosuke's eyes.

After taking his gaze away from An Yun, Naosuke pulled Isshika back to their seats.

Ogata stood leisurely in an ordinary posture, swiped the wooden knife in his hand towards the air beside him a few times, then turned his head towards 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 so lucky today!" An Yun put the knife back, and then licked her lips, "Not only did I have a good fight with the so-called 'female swordsman' who had wanted to try it for a long time, but I also met A master who seems to be particularly strong!"

"Let the horse go..."

call!

Boom!

There was a sound of breaking wind and the sound of the wooden knife colliding with the flesh almost at the same time.

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

There was the sound of bones breaking.

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

"...I've already warned you."

Ogata slowly put away the wooden knife that knocked An Yun unconscious.

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

At this moment, the audience is silent.

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This chapter is the long-lost 1W2 chapter. The author has nothing to ask for but a monthly ticket (Leopard head crying.jpg)

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Thanks to book friends such as [Nv Jiayan], [Furong Navy Style], [Spirit of the Soul], [Wild Dove], [Smoking Alaska], [A Very Far and Very Near World] and other book friends for their recommendations. Documentaries, movies, and games that help the author learn about "Sail Battleship".

Special thanks to book friend [Nv Jiayan], because the documentaries he recommended are very useful. After a day of study yesterday, the author has mastered a lot of knowledge of warships that can be used in wine games (chest out.jpg)