Infinite Transmigration Starting from Violet

But perhaps the only thing that can prove he was born a human being is the gurgling sound coming from his stomach.

Otherwise, it would be nothing more than a piece of wood.

"I'm so sorry, sir, there's still some porridge left here." Sister Ling ladled porridge from the pot.

"Sister Ling, is it really necessary to go this far?"

Seikichi couldn't understand why he had to be so respectful to such a down-on-his-luck samurai.

A warrior without a lord is like a stray dog.

Anyone with the power can kick you a few times without fear of retaliation.

“Zhengji, the villagers say that the samurai wasn’t even holding a sword at the time, but you still managed to injure him.”

Zhengji stopped.

Indeed, at that time the old man's steps were unsteady and shaky, posing no threat whatsoever, but rather appearing to be seeking help.

So none of the other villagers made a move. Instead, Zhengji saw that the old man wouldn't listen to advice and slashed him with his knife.

He was too nervous at the time, so he didn't think that much.

Zhengji had nothing to say.

The old man took the bowl and ate it bite by bite with chopsticks.

"Doesn't he like to talk?" Violet asked.

"Probably. Since there are talkative people, there must be people who don't like to talk," Lu Ye said.

Just then, there was another urgent knocking on the door.

"What's going on? The door's almost been knocked down!"

"No!" a young man's voice cried urgently from outside the door. "Those wandering warriors have gone down the mountain!"

"when?!"

"At noon, villagers who went up the mountain to pick wild vegetables were hacked to death near the river upstream."

Zhengji was taken aback, and then picked up the knife.

"Sister Ling, I have to go."

"Oh no, that's too dangerous!"

"There's nothing we can do. Lord Gao Feng's soldiers have taken turns on guard duty. We can't possibly let those guys into the village!"

“It’s alright, we have Master Yatomaru of the Ashina School here, who has come to visit Master Takamine’s dojo!” the young man said.

Zhengji hurriedly stepped out of the house, then turned back as if he remembered something.

"Hey you guys, hurry up and leave after you finish eating!"

"Who are they? Is it okay to just let them go?" asked one of the people accompanying them.

"It's nothing, just a traveler and an old geezer, they're very weak!"

As Zhengji casually remarked, he followed the young man out of the thatched hut and ran towards the river upstream.

Inside the house, a child sucked his fingers, staring blankly at the old man eating his meal.

The old man glanced at the child and picked up a piece of sweet potato from his bowl and gave it to him.

The child was very happy and ran to Sister Ling's arms to eat the sweet potato.

Sister Ling looked worried: "What should we do... all the fathers have gone to the battlefield, and now even Zhengji..."

She looked at the child in her arms, "This child will be like this sooner or later..."

Suddenly, the katana on the ground made a soft, rustling sound; someone had picked it up.

The old man put down his bowl and tucked the knife into his waistband.

Are you leaving?

"I'm full, thank you for the meal."

After saying that, the old man walked out of the room without looking back.

Lu Ye glanced at the old man, then said to Sister Ling, "Let's go out for a walk too."

"Then, be careful."

Sister Ling watched them walk away into the distance.

Is it just my imagination?

I have a feeling that the three people were walking in the same direction...

……

A clean, decisive cut, splitting it horizontally.

"Whoa!!"

The man coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Master Yatomaru!" Masakichi was dumbfounded.

I thought that with this master of the Ashina style around, dealing with a few savages would be no problem at all.

But to his surprise, after only two moves, his stomach was cut open horizontally.

"W-What should we do?"

The young man accompanying them stared fearfully at the vagrants before them.

The so-called wandering savages are actually similar to ronin (masterless samurai).

The only difference is that the former was not a samurai, while the latter had served someone.

"Do you want to run away?" Zhengji gripped the knife tightly.

"We'll be killed. If it's just the few of us..." The villagers who came to stop the savages had already begun to back down.

The savages laughed maliciously.

They were disheveled and thin, but when they wielded their knives, they exuded a chilling ruthlessness.

They didn't take Zhengji and his group seriously.

They were just villagers, yet the difference in combat experience alone created a significant gap between them.

"How many did you take down?"

“Three of them. There are four of them. Let’s just kill them all.”

"No, I won't let you into the village!" Zhengji raised his knife.

"Oh ho, really? So you're the only ones left? Are there any other people hiding nearby?"

"Alright, enough talk, hurry up and take care of these few. Let's go to the village later and see if there are any young women, hehe..."

As the savages drew closer, Zhengji swallowed hard.

The thought of being killed lingered in his mind.

He wasn't a skilled swordsman; he was just an ordinary person who picked up a knife to protect his village.

"Sister, I'm sorry... but at least we have to take one person with us on the way."

Suddenly, the savages' gaze passed over Zhengji.

Three figures approached from afar, walking towards them, getting closer and closer.

"Huh...so there are helpers after all?" The savages raised their knives.

Zhengji also saw the faces of the three people clearly and stared in surprise.

Of the three, the one walking in front was an old man.

He slowly drew his sword from his waist.

"It's been a long time since we've had a meaningful exchange. Is there anyone... capable of slaying me?"

Chapter 106 Immortal Hanbei

After a few seconds of silence.

"Hahahahahaha!!"

The savages burst into laughter, because the knife in the old man's hand... was broken.

"Didn't even the knife break? I think you've lived too long and become senile!"

"Living like an idiot is pointless, let me help you chop them down!" Two savages charged forward, swinging their blades.

Violet, wearing a straw hat that concealed her dazzling blonde hair, wanted to help, but was stopped by Lu Ye.

"Wait a minute, that old man wouldn't do this if he wasn't sure."

Lu Ye stared intently at the old man, wanting to see what he would do.

This rare swordsmanship duel was a good opportunity for him to learn.

The effect of the [Swordsmanship Manual] is to increase the speed of learning swordsmanship by 100%.

The word "learning" is reflected not only in practical application but also in observation.

Faced with the two men's slashing blows, the old man moved to the left, bent down, and drew his knife from under his ribs, moving from left to right.

At the perfect moment, the broken sword deftly deflected the attacks of two people simultaneously, as if it had precisely calculated the distance and the speed of the opponent's strike!

The next moment, the old man pulled the knife back, and the blade returned along the same path.

Because the blade was deflected, the two savages were unable to make a defensive move within a second due to inertia. They could only watch helplessly as their abdomens were mercilessly slashed open, and blood spurted out.

Life and death are decided in a single stroke.

Zhengji's eyes widened in astonishment.

—The old man is no ordinary person!

Zhengji was amazed, but he didn't understand what had just happened.