The Daily Life of a Salted Fish Assassin in Anime Crossovers

So much so that his subconscious was frantically reminding him not to move.

He couldn't help but start to doubt whether the other person was even human.

He even had the "illusion" that even if he replaced his katana with a fully loaded submachine gun to fight Jiang Hang, he would be the one who fell in the end.

But seeing Jiang Hang stop three meters away from him, no longer getting any closer, he simply stood there with his hands slightly crossed, constantly retracting and thrusting out the hidden sword in his hand.

Fukushiro felt a sense of humiliation.

The other party stood there, intimidating him with their imposing aura, making him afraid to move, but seemingly having no intention of taking another step forward.

So is the other party simply trying to force me to admit defeat without making a move?

But what made him even more miserable was that even though he had guessed the other party's plan, his subconscious kept reminding him not to make a move.

Each thrust of the hidden blade from his opponent was accompanied by a faint yet distinct sound of it being drawn, as if each thrust pierced the very center of his heart.

It was as if everything had been predetermined.

Once he takes action, there is only one predetermined outcome.

Thinking of this, Fu Chengsheng gritted his teeth. He had been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child and had never been looked down upon like this before.

Even if one is going to die, it's impossible to die so miserably without even drawing a knife.

So, get moving!

Fukushiro Sei, sweat pouring from his brow, mentally commanded his body to keep moving.

Under this strong will, he seemed to finally break through the barriers of his subconscious and once again felt the long sword in his hand that had been with him for many years.

At this moment, his mood finally calmed down a lot.

Fu Chengsheng lowered his body slightly, adjusting his position almost bit by bit.

Although he did not specialize in sword-drawing techniques, he could not think of any other way to defeat Jiang Hang at this moment.

Perhaps only by drawing his sword and slashing with all his might could he possibly sever Jiang Hang's relentless killing intent.

Seeing Fu Chengsheng adopt this sword-drawing stance, Jiang Hang knew that the other party had withstood the pressure that most people would find hardest to withstand.

Although he had not yet been able to overcome his murderous intent, he was already qualified as long as he could force himself to put on a fighting stance.

Next, we'll see how good the opponent's sword-drawing slash is.

Jiang Hang stopped playing with the hidden sword and put it away, slightly restraining his aura.

Then, he slowly walked step by step into the range where Fukujo Sei could attack him.

Seeing the other party's nonchalant attitude, Fukushiro couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt.

Is the opponent really that confident that they will only draw their weapon the moment I draw my sword?

However, Fukushiro Sei quickly put away his distracting thoughts.

Facing an opponent of this caliber, even the slightest distraction would affect his performance.

Fortunately, Jiang Hang had already toned down his aura, making it less difficult for him to adjust his state.

2.5 meters, 2 meters, 1.5 meters...

In fact, within two meters is already within the attack range of the draw slash.

However, lacking confidence, Fukushiro Sei resisted the urge to strike prematurely. Only when Jiang Hang entered his most familiar and proficient distance did he hold his breath, focusing all his attention on the longsword in his hand, and unleash a powerful swing forward—

Then, he slashed into the void.

The moment he drew his sword, Jiang Hang had already disappeared from his sight.

He focused his mind and swung his sword forward with all his might under pressure, but it just lightly missed the target.

The moment he finished the entire sword-drawing slash, he felt the scene before him rapidly change, finally settling on the slightly yellowing sky that was turning yellow as dusk approached.

Then, a hidden blade gleaming with a cold light appeared before his eyes.

Looking at the sharp blade so close to him, Fukushiro suddenly felt relieved.

If I really die here, it seems there's nothing to regret.

Because Fu Chengsheng seems to have never had any wishes of his own since childhood. He has always been working hard in the direction his father expects under his orders.

His father wanted him to learn swordsmanship, so he devoted his time to practicing swordsmanship from a young age.

Throughout junior high, high school, and university, he was always the strongest swordsman in his grade.

Even in peacetime, he reached a level of swordsmanship that most people could never achieve in their entire lives at the age of 20.

He had no doubt that even Okita Souji, the undisputed best swordsman in the Shinsengumi, couldn't possibly be better than him at his age.

After he mastered swordsmanship and came of age, his seriously ill father entrusted him with the agreement made between the other party and the former head of the Fue family, instructing him to prevent the treasure that Fue Kubo Saburo had hidden from the world from reappearing, even at the cost of their own lives.

He also kept this in mind and made it his biggest goal in life.

But now, lying on the cold ground, watching his years of cultivation being casually crushed by another young man of similar age, he was completely outmatched.

The treasure that he swore to protect with his life was, in the eyes of the other party, just a puzzle that he was ready to solve as soon as he saw it.

At that moment, Fukushiro felt that this world was simply too incredible.

It was so unbelievable that he wanted to deliberately face the opponent's blade and put an end to his meaningless life ahead of time.

But the moment he had this idea in his mind and put it into action, he found that the blade was getting further and further away from him.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Hang's voice continued to appear in his ears, accompanied by his infuriating tone.

"It was just a simple sparring match, there's no need to try to get me killed."

Upon hearing these words, Fu Chengsheng felt as if he had returned to the human world.

He looked at Jiang Hang standing in front of him.

The opponent had completely retracted his knightly form and reverted to being a seemingly harmless "ordinary person".

Everything that just happened seems like a dream.

But Fukushiro knew that everything that had just happened was real.

Even though he still hadn't figured out how Jiang Hang had suddenly disappeared in front of him.

He felt that this young man, who was about the same age as him, had far surpassed him and his father in the path of martial arts; he couldn't even see the other man's back.

He sat up from the ground, silently sheathed his katana, and then knelt respectfully before Jiang Hang, bowing to show that he was inferior in skill and admitted defeat wholeheartedly.

Chapter 565: Is Jiang Hang a human or a ghost?

Fujiang Residence.

It was already dusk.

At this moment, Takuzo Fue was at home admiring his family's Star Prism Swords.

Although he had examined these knives countless times over the years, from childhood to adulthood.

However, even after observing them for decades, he still couldn't discover the secrets hidden within these samurai swords.

Because his intelligence is stuck at this level for the rest of his life, even his father couldn't discover what was hidden on these star-shaped knives, let alone him, this spendthrift son.

But just thinking about the hidden treasures behind these knives still makes him feel a surge of excitement.

What exactly was his grandfather, Saburo Tokie, who made a fortune during the war, hiding in Hakodate that could reshape the world?

If we could cash out that thing, could we help the Axe River family to revive?

Takuzo Axe couldn't help but fantasize about his future after obtaining that secret treasure and successfully turning his life around.

Both the Ooka family in Kansai and the Suzuki family in Kanto had to make way for the resurgent Onoe family.

Even the current head of the Suzuki family, recognizing the value of the Fue family, would have proactively offered to marry their daughter to him as a gesture of goodwill.

Thinking of this, Takuzo Akie couldn't help but start humming softly.

As for Jiang Hang, who beat up his thugs?

Takuzo Fue had almost forgotten about him.

An ordinary detective wouldn't even qualify to appear in his fantasies about his future.

Although that guy seems quite capable, the Fukushiro kid is the winner of the national kendo competition in the university division. Even if you throw him into the adult division of all age groups, he would at least be a top four or even a finalist.

How could a detective who appeared out of nowhere possibly compare to Fukushiro Hijiri, who was armed?

The guy who forced me to give those thugs an extra 100,000 yen should have been taught a lesson by now, right?

"Dare to covet the treasures of the Fue family? They're really overestimating themselves," Fue Takuzo muttered to himself. Then, as his phone rang, he opened it and saw that it was a call from the second young lady of the Suzuki family.

Before the call was even connected, he already had a fawning expression on his face.

"Ms. Suzuki, is there anything else you need from me?"

"Want to confirm the eyepieces of those two star-shaped blades?"

"No problem, no problem, I'll remove the eyelets right now... You want to come and confirm in person? Okay, okay, I'll arrange for someone to come and pick you up right away?"

"You've arrived? Then let me make some preparations. It's almost dinner time now. If you don't mind, Miss Suzuki, after you've seen the sword, you and your companions can stay at my residence. I'll treat you to dinner. What do you think?"

And so, Takuzo Akie's warm welcome was met with indifference.

Although Sonoko Suzuki is usually carefree, she still knows that Takuzo Onoe's eagerness must be because he wants something from the Suzuki Group.

Furthermore, she now suspects that Tokie Takumi tricked her, so naturally she won't give him a friendly look.

After hanging up the phone, Takuzo Axe cursed under his breath.

He actually went out of his way to fawn over this clueless little girl, and even after lowering himself to please her, she didn't appreciate it at all.

But when he thought about the other person's identity, he suppressed his dissatisfaction.

We must remain patient and patient.

Once they find the treasure, they can then use its contents to make further plans.

If they are just ordinary gold antiques, then try to talk to the Suzuki family and get them to pay more money to buy those treasures.

If it were truly some exceptionally precious, priceless heirloom, then he would flee overseas with the treasure before the Suzuki family arrived, and live a life of luxury and debauchery with it.

If his grandfather could really acquire some kind of game-changing weapon in that era, he was prepared to overturn the chessboard.