I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Just now, as soon as Azhu climbed onto the deck of the ship, he saw Ogata beheading the pirates on the ship with the skill of movement that she couldn't reach.

Seeing this situation, Azhu somehow recalled the time when he was young...

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"Azuki, come here."

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"Grandpa wants to teach you a good thing that will benefit you for the rest of your life."

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"Grandpa! Look! I'm using my energy!"

"Well, not bad. But don't be proud. This kind of luck is easy to get started, but difficult to master. You still have a long way to go."

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"Azhu! Practice!"

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

"Don't, don't cry! As I said before, this kind of luck is easy to learn and difficult to master! If you want to practice to the level of grandpa who can apply the burst of luck to weapons at will, except for the Japanese There is no other way but hard training day after day!"

"Just, just... (sniffing) there is no... a quick way... (snotting)."

"No! There is no quick way to exercise energy. If you want to master it, there is no other way except hard work!"

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At this moment, Azhu felt his mind go blank.

In less than half an hour, Azhu's brain went down twice consecutively.

The first time was when I witnessed Ogata beheading Cyclops and others like melons and vegetables.

The second time is now.

I have been practicing luck since I was a child, and I have been practicing until now that I finally have the current state.

According to a quick count, this year is almost the 10th year that she has been learning Yunjin.

And the man in front of her, after only a few days of hard work, reached a level that she hadn't achieved in nearly 10 years.

The impact this brought to Azhu was greater than just witnessing Ogata killing Cyclopedia and others in a flash.

Because I was deeply shocked by the scene in front of me, I was still hanging over the side of the boat without knowing it.

Finally—as if the dry surface was gradually being moistened by the overflow of groundwater below, Azhu's brain gradually recovered his thinking, and his whole person "recovered sanity".

After "recovering sanity", the first thought that popped up in Azhu's mind was:

- Grandpa! You lied to me! Doesn't it mean that luck can't be crashed? !

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Not only Azuki was dumbfounded, but Ogata was also dumbfounded.

But Ogata quickly recovered, and then a look of embarrassment appeared on his face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was entirely because of A Zhu's absence that he dared to boldly experiment with luck just now.

After all, it would be inconvenient to explain if Azhu saw that Ogata had reached a level that she had not reached after so long of hard training in just a few days.

Ogata chose to test this new trick on the pirate ship where Azuki was not present just because he didn't want to bother explaining it to Azuku.

But I didn't expect it... A Zhu suddenly appeared at the moment when he was using his luck to make a big kill...

——How should I explain to Azhu...

"Drink!"

At this time, the loud shout from Ogata's side brought Ogata's mind and thoughts back to reality.

He didn't even look at the sideways enemy who was attacking him while exhaling ki-ha. Use a step to dodge his attack, and swing the knife to his belly.

Sakakibara's one sword style, Yun Jin Dragon's Tail.

The chain mail was chopped, and the blade sank deep into the man's belly.

The system prompt for gaining experience points sounded in Ogata's mind.

——Get rid of these people first, and then slowly think about how to explain it to Azuki.

Ogata raised his eyes and looked at the remaining 6 enemies.

The remaining 6 people, although without exception, all had more or less fear on their faces, but none of them retreated half a step, and all of them tightly held the knife in their hands.

——This group of people is unusual...

Ogata narrowed his eyes slightly.

——Most of them were killed and injured, and no one retreated yet...

There were 15 of them,

Now after being cut down by Ogata, 9 people, there is no doubt that more than half of them have been killed or injured, and nearly two-thirds of the combat power has been killed by Ogata.

If it were any other organization, it would have collapsed long ago after suffering such a large number of casualties.

For example, the subordinates of Yitong—there were more than 40 people, and the casualties only broke through double digits before they all collapsed.

And now the group in front of them has lost nearly two-thirds of their companions, and no one has retreated yet.

The strong qualities displayed by these people made Ogata couldn't help but look at them highly.

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"...Miyabu-sama. The battle is not going well." Morimaru, who rested his sword on the ground and closed his eyes, said softly, "There are only 6 people left on our side. I'm afraid it won't be long before we will be the only ones left. There are two."

"Haha." Obviously his subordinates have suffered heavy casualties, but Miyabe still looks calm and calm. After chuckling a few times, he said in a half-joking tone, "Morimaru, you are still like this!" It’s amazing. You can hear the situation of the battle just by listening with your ears, and you can even tell how many people are left on our side.”

"After all, these ears are the foundation of my 'Blind Sword'." Mori Maru said lightly.

After chuckling a few more times, Miyabe said slowly:

"You are right. It seems that we still underestimated this warrior...I didn't expect him to be able to cut through chain armor..."

"I thought that with so many people going up together, there was more or less a chance to capture him alive..."

After finishing speaking, Miyabe sighed lightly.

"...Morimaru, if you were to fight against him on a favorable occasion, how sure are you of capturing him alive?"

"Hehe." Morimaru shrugged, "It's very difficult. But——"

Mori Maru, who suddenly changed the subject, slowly raised his hand to caress the hilt of the knife with the bottom of the upper sheath against the deck, "Although I can't guarantee success, I can guarantee that I will bet on the title of 'Blind Sword' and fight hard .”

Miyabe smiled.

"It is enough to have the determination to fight hard!"

"Hey! You six hold this man!"

The second half of Gongbu's sentence was naturally addressed to the remaining six people.

After shouting these words, Miyabe turned around and ran westward.

The west end - is the door connecting the cabin below deck.

Morimaru held the sword and followed closely behind Miyabe.

"Master Yitong!" When rushing to the cabin, Gongbu shouted at Yitong who had been left behind him without looking back, "If you sit on the deck like this again, you will really die. .”

"Ah?" Yi Tong, who had been paralyzed from fright since just now, turned his head to look at Miyabe and Morimaru who were about to rush into the cabin as if he had just woken up from a dream, "Wait, wait Wait for me! Don't abandon me!"

At this moment, the only thing that can bring Yitong, who has become a polished commander, a sense of security is the side of Gongbu.

As for the six people in front of Ogata——after hearing the instruction from Gongbu, they roared in unison in response, and then rushed forward, slashing at Ogata with their knives.

Facing the enemies coming from 6 directions, Ogata silently picked up a wakizasa at his feet, and put on a posture of Wuwu dual sword style——

No-self two-sword flow, movement and circulation.

The light of the knife and the light of blood obscured the sunlight.

The system sound that reminds you to get experience points rang six times in a row.

On the deck of the pirate ship, Ogata was the only person who could stand still.

Miyabe, Morimaru, and Yitong have all entered the cabin just now.

"Three of them escaped..." Ogata murmured, while casually throwing away the two knives in his hand, both of which had already suffered serious damage.

Just when Ogata was about to catch up, he suddenly remembered the little guy who seemed to be hanging over the side of the boat...

Azhu (secret observation.jpg): (°ー°〃)

Ogata turned his head to look at Azuki who was still hanging over the side of the boat, who was "observing" him secretly.

After realizing that Ogata was looking at her now, Azuki was stunned for a moment, then buried his head silently, hiding the parts below his eyes under the side deck of the ship, only his eyes were exposed.

"That, that... you don't have to worry about me..." A Zhu said in a cautious tone.

Looking at Azuki who was looking at him with eyes full of complicated emotions, Ogata sighed silently:

"Azhu, you go back to the stowaway first. A lot of pirates escaped just now, and the stowaway may be attacked. Go back and protect the boat with Isshiki and the others."

"If you have anything to say, let's wait until these pirates are solved."

"...I see..." A Zhu subtly sank his head under the side of the ship.

For some reason, facing the current Ogata, Azhu couldn't say "no".

Confirming that Azuki had really left the pirate ship, Ogata pulled Da Shitian out of its sheath, raised his knife and rushed into the cabin that Gongbu and others had just entered.

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"Morimaru, from now on...you will have to work hard." Miyabe said softly.

"Yeah." Morimaru slowly opened his eyes, revealing the black eye sockets without eyeballs, "I should have been executed by the government 25 years ago."

Morimaru smiled flatly.

"With the help of that adult, I am lucky enough to survive till now."

When talking about "that lord", Morimaru's tone was full of strong respect.

"I, who should have died, have long been—not afraid of powerful enemies and death."

Cang lang lang lang lang...

Morimaru slowly pulled out the sword that he normally used as a guide stick.

Hidden in the sheath is a black knife with a blade dyed with special black paste.

Because it is covered with black pulp. , the blade did not reflect the slightest bit of light.

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--Too dark……

After entering this pirate ship, the first thought that came to Ogata's mind was how dark it was.

Perhaps it was because it was daytime and fewer people stayed in the cabin, so there were only oil lamps hanging on the wall at long intervals in the corridor of the cabin.

The oil lamps used for lighting are made of ordinary materials, and the light emitted is extremely weak, making the entire cabin extremely dim.

But fortunately, it was dark, so I could barely see the road.

Relying on the dim light, Ogata slowly moved forward, heading towards the depths of the cabin.

The reason why they entered the cabin was to chase Yi Tong and others.

However, after walking in the cabin for a long time, Yi Tong and the others didn't come across them. Instead, they encountered many remnants of pirates who had just collapsed and hid in the cabin.

For these human traffickers, Ogata has no other means of communication other than "swinging a knife".

Just go forward all the way, kill all the way.

The way to find Yitong and others can be described as a "blood road" paved with the blood of these pirates.

After beheading several people in a row, Ogata finally heard footsteps from far to near, unhurried, from the depths of the corridor ahead.

Along with the sound of footsteps, there was a hoarse middle-aged male voice:

"I haven't regretted being blind as much as I have in a long time."

"If there is a chance, I really want to see with my own eyes what kind of hero a swordsman can cut through chain mail."

"It is my honor to be able to fight against a young hero like you at this age."

Ogata hurriedly followed the sound and looked forward, only to see a figure swaying in the darkness deep in the corridor in front of Ogata, slowly revealing his figure—it was Morimaru.

Holding his black knife, Morimaru walked out of the darkness and stood under an oil lamp.

Because Morimaru was standing under the oil lamp, Ogata was able to see Morimaru's face clearly.

——This guy...is he blind...!

Shocked by the scene in front of him, Ogata's pupils shrank subconsciously.

When Morimaru was on the deck, his eyes were closed all the time, so Ogata never noticed that there were no eyeballs in Morimaru's eye sockets, and there was nothing there.

While Ogata was still stunned by Morimaru's true appearance, Morimaru slowly raised the knife in his hand above his head, and assumed the upper stance.

"Blind sword."

"Senzi Maru."

"Please teach me more!"

Click!

After calling the door loudly, there was the sound of something being chopped into pieces.

The thing that was chopped up—was the oil lamp.

After reporting to the house, Morimaru chopped up the oil lamp next to him with a single knife.

This corridor only had a dim oil lamp at intervals, so after the oil lamp was chopped into pieces, a large area around the oil lamp as the center of the circle was directly plunged into darkness.

And Ogata happened to be shrouded in this darkness.

The light was suddenly taken away, and he couldn't see anything clearly. This sudden change caused Ogata's face to appear astonished and serious at a speed visible to the naked eye.

--Could it be that? !

The enemy is a blind swordsman, and the enemy artificially created a dark environment-these two elements are superimposed together, making Ogata quickly think of what this blind man wants.

Ogata quickly pulled out Da Zizai and switched to the two sword style.

While drawing the sword, Ogata stepped back quickly, leaving the position where he was standing just now, preparing to evacuate from the darkness.

But he had just taken a few steps back, and what happened next perfectly matched his imagination just now—the sharp breaking wind came from the left side from top to bottom.

Reflexes and agility had a synergistic effect at this moment: Ogata's body reacted one step faster than his brain.

Ogata quickly lifted Da Zizai, faced the sound of breaking wind that was coming towards him, and subconsciously used Blade Counter.

clang!

Da Zizai and Mori Maru's black sword collided in mid-air, and sparks were sparked.

——Did you actually block my attack...? !

Morimaru, whose face became more dignified due to the failure of the attack, did not want to fight, quickly put away his black knife, retreated quickly, and widened the distance between himself and Ogata.

Morimaru's speed and reaction were very fast. As soon as he retreated quickly, Ogata's Da Shitian passed by the position where he was standing just now.

——Damn, I can't judge his position...

Ogata looked around with a serious face.

——No wonder that guy painted the knife black...so that the enemy can't judge his position based on the reflection of the blade...

- Now the guy is in position...he can "see" where I am, but I can't see where he is...

Through the brief confrontation with Mori Maru just now, Ogata confirmed two things:

The first thing - Mori Maru can rely on something to confirm Ogata's location, it may be a sound, or it may be a smell.

The second thing - Mori Maru can walk out of the silent steps, it is extremely difficult for Ogata to judge Mori Maru's position through the sound.

After Morimaru smashed the oil lamp, Ogata immediately backed away, preparing to leave the darkness that was extremely beneficial to Morimaru.

But just as Ogata took a few steps back, Morimaru's slash came.

Even though he was no longer standing in the same place, Morimaru could still accurately locate his position—this meant that Morimaru definitely had some way to confirm Ogata's position.

And when Morimaru attacked just now, Ogata didn't hear Morimaru's footsteps at all - Morimaru could move silently, and the speed was not slow.

Ogata can be considered to have experienced hundreds of battles, but this is the first time Ogata has fought because he is blind and the opponent can "see" his battle.

At this moment, what Ogata didn't know was that it wasn't just that he had a serious face now.

His current opponent: Mori Maru, also looks solemn now.

——This person is indeed a master.

Morimaru, who was standing some distance away from Ogata, still maintained the upper stance, the fingers of the hands holding the knife were tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and the muscles of the fingers and arms were secretly relaxed.

Just now, not only Ogata's extremely fast reaction speed surprised Morimaru, but also the reaction force transmitted from the sword made Morimaru feel astonished.

Mori Maru judges the position and movement of others by listening to the sound.

For him, it was just a piece of cake to hear whether someone drew a knife and which hand was used to grab it.

So just after Ogata pulled out Dazizai, Mori Maru immediately sensed that Ogata had used the dual-sword style.

——Worthy of being a swordsman of the dual-sword style... This arm strength is really admirable!

——Trouble...that blow just now failed to knock him down...

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—The blind man must be very anxious now.

Ogata thought to himself.

——The longer this battle drags on, the better it is for me. After my eyes adapt to the darkness, his only advantage is gone.

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——When that samurai's eyes adapt to the darkness, it is the moment of my defeat. If I fight head-on, I have no chance of winning.

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——The blind man will definitely want to win quickly. He should be pinning his hopes on the next blow.

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- Quick win! Just use the next knife to defeat him!

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Ogata Morimaru: ——The next blow will be the decisive one!

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At the same moment, the two made the same judgment and shouted the same words in their hearts.

Holding his black sword high, Morimaru approached Ogata at a leisurely pace with his self-created "silent steps".

While approaching Ogata, he listened attentively, listening to Ogata's breathing and the sound of the wind after body movements, and confirmed Ogata's position.

--Ok?

It's fine if you don't listen, but you can't listen to it—— Morimaru found that Ogata was standing still.

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Filled up to 5000 words, I can't fill it anymore...

The author's manuscript is really gone due to a crash... The author's laptop is an old product bought in the first year of high school, or a pirated Win7 system. My computer's word does not have an automatic save function... Today I want to go to it on a whim I took the notebook with me when I coded in the library.

It's really not a reason to be lazy. If I want to be lazy, I can directly express that I want to take a break. Why make up a reason?

Everyone is so maliciously speculating on me, saying that I made up a reason to say that the computer crashed to be lazy, which makes me a little sad QAQ... If I really want to be lazy, I will just say that I am on leave today instead of rushing out of this 5,000-word Chapter (Leopard Head Cries.jpg)