I am a master of light novels in Japan

"Of course it is Bijian."

The military general woman said straightforwardly: "You defeated the legendary and powerful dragon with a sword, so of course you must use the sword to prove yourself."

Sha Sha Sha...

Outside the damp window, a heavy rustling rain resounded through the hearts of Li Yan, Rachel Miyamoto and Yunia. At this moment, their eyes fell on him.

"The first game will be lined up with five superb swordsman warriors to fight with you. If you can survive the second game, we will let a respected swordsman who is also very sexual in your swordsmanship fight with you. The victory or defeat, if you can really repel the three-headed dragon, the swordsmanship field will know your own way."

"……it is good."

Li Yan looked at them quietly, and after a while, he immediately responded.

A simple [good] word, but like a huge mountain falling into the sea, splashing a huge wave.

Since this was the only way, he proved himself to the world.

Difficult situations require extraordinary choices. If you don't bow your head to the storm, you can be calm when the crisis comes.

Inside the castle, an empty venue is dedicated to competitions.

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the sound of rain still clearly reached his ears. Li Yan put on white light armor for swordsman defense and an iron face. This defense equipment is different from the opponent's face. It is murderous and seems to have been battle-tested The same as the five samurai.

Although the knives are blunt, they are as heavy as real knives, one by one on each side.

"...Similar to the real sword?"

Rachel Miyamoto touched the blade on the side and said in astonishment.

"Uesugi Kenshin and this group of retainers will never use things like bamboo swords to practice swords, so they are expected." After Li Yan put on this protective gear, he turned to the weapon rack and Lei Miyamoto. Chel came and said.

After all, it is a war soldier who sees blood with a sword, and a wooden sword cannot cultivate a real feel.

"...If we take a step back, we can go back and let the eldest princess think of a way again." Rachel Miyamoto was under great pressure, and finally she told Li Yan what she thought was the right way, and said seriously and quietly .

"Tough times require extraordinary choices. Don't bow your head to the storm. Since the crisis is coming, you must stay calm."

Li Yan, with the iron face of Shura, lowered his head and looked at the practice samurai sword he was looking at. The dim light in the field could only slightly illuminate these quiet eyes. He calmly talked to Miyamoto Rachel Said: "I have been gambling, gambling myself, gambling on the future. This is just one part of it. I don’t want to be peaceful afterwards, but I pray that this time I won’t lose our future. Don’t worry. It was better than before..."

"...At least, this time I have you by my side instead of me fighting there alone."

Li Yan mentioned the practice samurai sword, and he couldn't see clearly in the self-defense iron face, his expression could not be seen clearly, and said to Miyamoto Rachel.

The damp cold wind in the arena seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. The heavy rain was torrential. Li Yan gripped the snakelike slender handle, turned around on the dojo under the dim light of the fire and rain, and greeted the five. A samurai exuding blood.

Li Yan's martial arts talent is too ordinary, so he was accepted by his teacher.

If it is said that the achievement of learning is due to his diligence and the success of the novel comes from his pure love for story creation, then the basic knowledge of boxing and swordsmanship comes from the force of survival and the gift of his teacher.

He accidentally ran into the old man in the dark who taught him to strengthen and protect himself, and taught him almost all kinds of murderous martial arts. Now thinking about it, it seems that he can't see it after being reborn and passing through. Something clean.

The desire to survive forced him to study the usage after acquiring the self-protected demon sword. Within half a year, he integrated the sword technique and understanding he had learned into the samurai sword similar to the Miao sword.

Li Yan clenched the blade of the blade that exuded the cold light of fish scales in the dark, took a step, left the two of Miyamoto Rachel and Yunia, and walked alone towards the numerous opponents.

It can be seen that this seems to be the most commonly used method for Uesugi Kenshin to practice swords. If he can fight against five masters of swordsmanship at the same time, it is the minimum requirement for a general to kill blood in the chaotic army.

It just so happens that Li Yan also has a deep understanding of how to deal with one-to-many.

Suddenly, the scene calmed down. It seemed that a breath spread out, making people involuntarily understand what they should do. Under the fire and dim light, the two sides calculated the best distance. Under the auspices of the dojo referee, it seemed that Before it started, I felt a strange urgency.

As a result, no one noticed whether the referee in the middle dojo called the start, and suddenly, the dim knives in the darkness flashed with cold light, and the knives of both sides had already slashed towards each other.

This sword, which was modified from Tang's sword, immediately flashed with a dazzling light in the somewhat dim dojo. In an instant, sparks splashed under the blade's light, and the smell of iron filings quickly filled the air.

Suddenly, slashing quickly, and suddenly there were a few tragic calls.

"Well!"

Li Yan's knife has never killed anyone, but it is more fierce and fast than those bloody Drifters. With a quick and ingenious knife, with a quick and fast body technique, Li Yan wanders away from the crowd in the mixed figure. , Finding the samurai alone, the sword's glow skyrocketed, and in an instant, the two sides often split the winner in a short time.

This battle was just a few short rounds, and the five Drifters who were fighting each had already had a few bloodstains.

Rachel Miyamoto looked at the dojo that was not bright, but she also learned swordsmanship, and now after watching it for a while, she suddenly realized something.

"Li didn't use all his strength."

But it can’t be said that Li Yan really has a tendency to be crushed. People are people, and there are so many variables in the battle. But compared to the battle between the red dragon and the ice dragon, Li Yan, no matter what, Did not try to use all his strength.

While Rachel Miyamoto was thinking about it, suddenly, some people noticed the belated figure.

Amidst a barrier, the figure in armor sitting in the center.

The barrier of the light gauze almost made his face invisible to the people under the light, and he could only vaguely see the delicate features, quite young, quietly watching the comparison sword on the dojo.

Rachel Miyamoto's eyes changed suddenly and he realized that very important person.

"Uesugi Kenshin!"

Finally, did he come to watch it too?

However, the swordsmanship test has also come to an end. In the end, only two figures in the dojo hacked each other with sharp knives. The crisp and heavy collision sound made people horrified. In the end, among the heavy sword shadows, that one The lightning-like blade pierced the opponent's body armor, and blood was already seen in a piece of debris, showing the strength.

For a moment, the bloody dojo calmed down quickly.

It's hard to hurt people, but it's easy to kill.

On the dim dojo, among the five blood-stained figures, the one with an iron face and cold eyes stood on the dojo, and it seemed that he had basically won the first competition.

"Very good sword."

Suddenly, the short-haired female general who was going to witness the swordsmanship of the British aides before, but now watching the sword comparison process, walked out of the barrier nodded and solemnly admitted Li Yan's swordsmanship.

"Now, the plan has changed. Your staff, Uesugi-sama praised your swordsmanship. You don't need other swordsmen to test your strength. Now Uesugi-sama will personally be your opponent in the next competition."

"..."

Li Yan was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the figure inside the barrier.

Behind the screen of the daimyo seat, which was not by the window or illuminated by candlelight, walked out a height of about 1.65 meters, had been replaced with armor and iron face, and selected a samurai sword for practice. Her hair is wrapped in gauze, her figure is sharp and reveals a strong heroic spirit.

Li Yanyao looked at this famous historical player who played in person, and felt a little mixed for a while.

Today, I seem to be really stuck in the world of swordsmen in the Warring States period that Sayuri Sawamura is nostalgic for...

However, I don't know why, at this moment, Li Yan is not facing five experienced Drifters. There is only a figure in front of him, but when he looks at Uesugi Kenshin's scene, a chill suddenly hits and goes straight to his bones.