Illimitable Until Death

Today, the Shogun is ruling all over the country, with great power in its hands.

Under the rule of the Shogun, every castle will be governed by an extended family that will maintain the operation and order of the castle, even Kabane, who is responsible for repelling the attack.

Jinyi also has his own ruler.

That's the Sichuan family.

The Martial Arts Association was an informal contest hosted by the Sichuan family.

Why informal?

Because the main purpose of this tournament is to give the samurai in the Golden Gathering a channel to vent.

In the absence of decisive means to deal with Kabane, the samurai stationed in Kabane live every day in fear of being killed or even assimilated by Kabane.

This is something that even the parties know, the Sichuan family, who is responsible for the governance of Jinyi, cannot naturally not know.

In such a situation, if the samurai are allowed to maintain a tense fear and nerves to guard the city, the ultimate problem will surely arise.

To that end, the chief of the Sichuan family, at the suggestion of the warriors, decided to hold a martial arts congress every ten days to allow the samurai under his command to fight and properly vent.

“And this? ”

I was somewhat stunned to learn the whole thing from a passersby.

After all, it's something that's not in the original book.

Think about it, however, under the real threat of death at any moment, something could really happen without such a vent.

The absence of a reference in the original book does not mean that this has not happened.

“It seems that the so-called prophetic perception is only to a certain extent, but if it is only on the screen, there is no way to understand all the details. ”

At a time when the square was so emotional, two samurai were confronting each other on an easy stage.

Looking at the two samurai confronting each other on the stage, he frowned.

Because those two people, Fong Li knew each other quite well.

From the original book.

“Come on! ”

“Down with him! Come and live!”

“Don't lose to come and live! Gemini! ”

“Fight! Fight! ”

Under the compliment of a samurai surrounded by fanaticism, both samurai held machetes in their hands, staring at each other and confronting each other.

On the left is a blue and black samurai in a somewhat strict style, and a samurai with a serious temperament all over his body.

This samurai, is exactly where the praiseworthy population comes from - the Nine Wisdom.

On the right is a light red coat, a strong samurai of relatively old age.

This samurai is the spare soil of the glorified population - the spare soil of the wild river.

Both men were samurai of the Sichuan family who served to govern the Jin Dynasty. They were also very active in the original book and accompanied the protagonists through several life and death crises.

So we know them.

“I had no idea it was them who fought. ”

At the moment, the eyes are directly on Jiuzhi Laiju and Arid River Ji Ji Di.

At this moment, Jiuzhilai and Arakawa Jibei are holding sharp machetes, the tips of the knives are facing each other, their eyes are filled with seriousness and harshness, as if what they are facing is the biggest enemy in their life, ignoring the surrounding praise, and focusing entirely on each other.

Compared to the samurai around them who are in fanaticism and constant praise, like the enthusiastic audience of loud crowds, these two people give the feeling that they are real samurai and have a different feeling.

And these two distinct samurai, the next moment, moved almost simultaneously.

“Drink!”

“Ha!”

Along with the sound of some neat two low drinks, Jiuzhi came to live with the wild river and stomped to the ground, while rushing towards each other.

Clearly it was just a simple step, but both of them shot like strings and arrows, one step to the other, erasing each other's distance and meeting each other in the center of the stage.

“Psst! ”

The sound of a sharp machete slashing past in the air is clear and audible.

The eyes of the two samurai who met in the center of the stage grew sharp from seriousness, facing each other and squandering the weapons in their hands.

“Psst! ”

In the crisp interplay of steel, the machete collided heavily with the machete.

It was also at this moment that Jiuzhi came to shelter the knife in the diagonal hand, a friction with the knife of the wild river, the knife of the wild river, the knife of the wild river, the sword of the wild river, the crossing, and the neck of the wild river.

The face of Arid River Ji Bei Di changed slightly and quickly retreated. Almost instantly, he withdrew a few meters away, dangerously flashing past the merciless slash.

At the same time, however, Jiuzhilai is also a force that runs directly towards the Arid River.

Arakawa Jibei's earthly eyes suddenly opened, and the speed of the katana in his hand soared to the extreme, and he drove towards the nine wisdom to cut off his head.

See, Jiuzhi came to the surface with a ruthless appearance, showing no weakness in lifting the weapon in his hand and deceiving himself.

The two samurai entered and retreated, forcing them together again immediately.

“Psst! ”

In that instant, the crisp sword sounds all around.

Jiuzhi came to live with the Arid River Guizhou at dazzling speeds, constantly waving at each other, causing sharp weapons to collide continuously, stirring up one Mars after another.

“Okay!”

“Awesome! ”

“A samurai who belongs to the elite among us! ”

Heavy sword fights allowed the samurai under the stage to cheer one after the other.

Even the square looked slightly bright and nodded in darkness.

Neither Jiuzhilai nor Arakawa Jibei deserve the name of a samurai.

That brilliant fight and sword fight, even if it's up to Kabane, will it hold up the odds?

At least, in terms of strength, the square is completely inferior to the two samurai on stage.

Moreover, it is clear to us that the two samurai on the stage actually have mercy in their hands.

After all, they were just trying, not really trying to kill each other.

“It's amazing how merciful your men can be. ”

At a time when there was such an emotion in the mind of the square, the battle situation on the stage changed again.

“Drink!” Jiuzhilai suddenly drank. The speed of the knife in his hand suddenly improved a grade, suddenly chopped at an astonishing speed.

“What...?!” The Arid River was shocked, but it was only possible to react, and the sharp machete was chopped.

“Boo-hoo! ”

Under a loud banging sound, a machete flew halfway into the sky.

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