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"Then you'll get hurt—"

As he said this, Yamanami Keisuke's sword passed over Ian's shoulder, leaving an extremely obvious scar.

At the same time, his figure appeared in front of Ian.

"Reciprocity is reciprocated."

Shannan Keisuke sneered.

"But next, it's time for me to commit violence."

"..."

【For some things, inspiration often comes in adversity.】

[Yannan Keisuke's blade did cause you harm, but it also did make you wake up.]

【You suddenly realized something.】

[This kind of one-sided suppression attack will definitely have a final blow no matter what.]

【So--】

【This is where I cracked it! 】

"Hahahaha!"

Ian suddenly burst out laughing.

"It's indeed a matter of reciprocity, Yamanami Keisuke."

"..."

"You can still laugh." Shannan Jingsuke's tone was still cold. "I hope you can look like this when you fall down later."

"Then you come!"

Ian's eyes sharpened.

"..."

"Boss, knock him down!"

Cheers rang out all around, like an unknown frenzy before an execution.

This kind of atmosphere made Kondo Isami worried.

She wasn't the type of fool who would just jump in headfirst—it was still necessary to run away if necessary.

"Okita, shouldn't we..."

"No." Souji Okita understood what Kondo Isami meant, but she shook her head at this moment.

"Xiao Yong——"

"You have to trust Saizo."

"If you want to run away at this time, it will have a great impact on him."

"Besides..."

Okita Souji's face flushed slightly.

"Didn't he smile?"

"I think... he must have his own way."

"..."

Looking at Souji Okita like this, Kondo Isami suddenly felt a certain gap between himself and her.

"Absolute trust...is that it?"

the other side--

Faced with the commotion at his hands, Yamanami Keisuke did not take it lightly.

He could feel that although it was their first meeting, the other party's strength was not necessarily inferior to his own.

And such people are often the most difficult opponents.

If I could kill...

Don't show mercy no matter what.

Once again, Yamanami Keisuke used the Hokushin Ittoryu he inherited from his master.

To be precise, it is a variation of Beichen Ittoryu.

The so-called One-Sword Style does not mean using only one sword, but concentrating all the mental skills and will on the key sword that is enough to break the enemy.

To do this, one needs to keep testing until one understands that the opponent's sword skills are different from one's own, and then deliver a blow that is enough to determine the outcome.

On this basis, Yamanami Keisuke deliberately mastered the pace to match it.

Since then——

He can avoid all the disadvantages in the process of temptation.

only……

Since the other party said that it can be cracked.

No matter how you think about it, it's not just empty talk.

Be careful.

With unpredictable steps, Yamanami Keisuke stabbed Ian again according to the weakness he had found before.

Defense is not invulnerable - even the strongest shield will eventually break under certain conditions.

And now that point has been completely understood by myself.

The outcome is decided!

only……

Something unexpected also happened at this moment.

Facing Yamanami Keisuke's attack, Ian did not dodge at all. On the contrary, he just stood there and let Yamanami Keisuke attack him.

Shila-

The blade pierced through his shoulder, until blood splattered behind him.

But at the same time……

No, it should be said earlier.

Ian's sword also pierced through Yamanami Keisuke's arm.

That's right.

This is--

A situation of mutual stabbing.

"Are you crazy?!" Yamanami Keisuke's voice almost became a roar.

He covered his arm and yelled.

"You didn't hide at all?"

"Because this is the solution—" Ian took a deep breath, "No matter how powerful the attack is, it still has to be an attack."

"A sword has no meaning if it can't touch anyone."

"No matter how powerful your footwork is, at the moment of attack, it will become ordinary."

"That's not why you did this, right?!"

"Why not?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll stab you to death?!"

"Of course I am."

Ian raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Yamanami Keisuke in front of him.

"But rather than living in a defense that is bound to be discovered, why not choose this method that has a greater chance of success?"

"In this case, it becomes a matter of who can stab the other faster, right?"

"Now it seems——"

The corners of Ian's mouth curled up slightly.

"I won the bet."

"Come on, continue, Yamanami Keisuke."

"Let's see whose knife is faster?!"

"..."

Yamanami Keisuke showed a look of surprise.

He looked completely different from before.

"What exactly are you learning...and why do you have such an understanding?"

"I do not know either……"

"But its name is Tennen Rishin Flow."

"..."

Just when the duel reached a stalemate, a loud noise was heard from a distance.

I don't know which school of warriors he belongs to.

He just shouted loudly:

"Everyone, hurry up--"

"Those soldiers from the shogunate are here again to wipe out ronin like us!!"

873. Okita Souji and the Duel Stage / The Deep Meaning of Seino Hachiro (4k)

The sudden noise interrupted the duel between Ian and Shannan Shusuke.

The wanderers who were still making a fuss began to scatter like birds and beasts.

There was no conscience, so he just ran away;

As a younger brother who was a little more serious, he still remembered his elder brother Shannan Zhouzhu and knew that he had to support him.

"This……"

Kondo Isami looked at the chaotic environment around him and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

"What should I do about this?"

"Xiaoyong, go bring Sui San back—I have something to do!"

"it is good!"

Although his mind was in a mess, Kondo Isami was not the kind of person who did nothing.

The life motto she believes in is to do it first and talk later!

Soon, the two of them split up into two groups.

Kondo Isami is responsible for bringing back Ian who participated in the duel;

Okita Souji's words were meant to comfort the old woman who was at a loss because of the samurai duel.

"It's fine--"

"I'll pay for what they didn't give."

Although in a sense it seemed like he was condoning this kind of thing, Okita Souji knew that if it weren't so, the old woman in front of him would definitely be even more upset.

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Hey, you little brats from Qingye, over here!"