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Every move I made just now couldn't help Wen Xian, and although I didn't want to admit whether my sword-drawing technique would be effective, Jiangong still had to face this reality: he didn't have a clue.
Only fight!
After suppressing the slight uneasiness in his eyes, Gamiya gritted his teeth and clenched his right hand resting on the handle of the knife.
But right now
Don't get lost!
Mamiya suddenly heard a loud shout in his head.
This sudden outburst made Kamiya's expression froze.
This voice is too familiar.
It's Wen Xian's voice
"Father, how can you use the knife drawing technique with such great power like you?"
In the woods, Kuro, whose voice became a little weird because he was using a voice changer, asked Wen Xian in front of him.
"Without him, just practice diligently. But if there is any other secret, it is probably not to be confused when you use the knife."
"Don't be confused?"
"When swinging a knife, you should avoid confusion. If you want to swing a powerful slash, you must apply all the power in a straight line. The direction of the blade and the direction of force when you swing down must be completely consistent."
After finishing speaking, Wen Xian faced a big tree in front of him that required an adult to hug its trunk.
"Once you are confused, the path of the knife will be wrong and the power will be lost. On the other hand, as long as you swing the knife, there is no confusion in your heart."
Keng!
There was a clanging sound of the blade being unsheathed.
Wen Xian aimed at the big tree in front of him and slashed with his sword so swiftly that it was difficult for human eyes to catch.After the big tree issued a series of "wailing", it slowly fell to the ground, and the fracture was extremely neat.
"So, Jiulang, you must remember not to get lost at any time!"
The chest rose and fell in the rhythm of Yuanzhi's breathing, squeezing out the stale air in the lungs one after another.
"Don't get lost Don't get lost"
Jian Gong muttered and repeated what Wen Xian had taught him.
This sentence seems to have some magical power. Every time it is repeated, the uneasiness in Gamiya's eyes will dissipate.
After only a moment, there was no extra emotion in Jiangong's expression and eyes, only calm.
Wen Xian, who was confronting Gamiya, immediately noticed the strangeness of Gamiya.
He first showed doubts because he didn't understand why there was such a sudden change in the palace, and then his expression gradually became dignified, and he kept relaxing and tightening the right hand holding the handle of Vairocana.
He instinctively felt that the palace in front of him could no longer be treated lightly.
Wen Xian could only feel every hair on his body stand on end.
He smelled a dangerous breath from Gamiya.
It was as if he was facing a large beast.
But Wen Xian didn't feel the slightest fear.
On the contrary, he just feels eager to try now.
The thumb of his left hand, which was holding the scabbard close to the scabbard, lifted up against the scabbard, pushing Vairocana's blade out of the scabbard by more than an inch.
At almost the same moment, Gamiya pushed the blade out of the sheath with his left thumb.
In the five years since he left the Yamada Asemon family, Mamiya has continued to add his own understanding to the swordsmanship he learned from Fumaki, and while improving most of the moves, he added many of his own. new move.
Just like the trick I am about to use against Wen Xian now.
Gamiya once used this move to kill Feiyan who was swooping down, and this feat made him decide on the name of his new school of swordsmanship, Feiyan Canxinliu, which was born out of the swordsmanship taught by Wen Xian!
As if the two had made an agreement in advance, Jian Gong and Wen Xian stomped on the ground with their hind feet at the same time!
The two rushed towards each other!
Both of them kept their center of gravity lowered, and rushed towards each other at a speed as if they were teleporting!
6 steps!
5 steps!
4 steps!
3 steps!
The two have similar arm spans and the same blade length, and the two entered each other's attack range almost at the same time!
Keng!
The two sounds of drawing a knife sounded almost in no particular order.
Because it was only for a moment, Wen Xian did not see a strange light flashing across Jiangong's eyes the moment Jiangong drew his sword out of its sheath.
If Genichi was present, he would be very happy to see the light in Mamiya's eyes, right? This is the unique gorgeous light after entering the "Selfless Realm".
Two saber lights, one white and one purple, burst out.
Jian Gong and Wen Xian crossed each other.
The two passing by each other maintained the stance of drawing their swords, and stood at their original positions.
Nobody moved.
Time seems to freeze at this moment.
It was not until a while later that someone finally broke the silence that seemed to be under the magic of "time stillness".
"Nice job."
The corner of Wen Xian's mouth curled up.
"Have you lost to your kid? Cough! Cough!"
A few mouthfuls of blood spewed out with Wen Xian's coughing.
A line of blood from Wen Xian's left shoulder to his right rib suddenly appeared, and then clouds of blood sprayed from the wound.
"Was that move just now your unique stunt?" Wen Xian, still with a smile on his face, turned his head and asked Jian Gong.
At this time, Jian Gong, who had slowly stood up straight, swung the blade, shaking off all the blood attached to the blade.
"Feiyan is heartbroken
Unanimous
moment. "
"A nice name for Setsuna"
Wen Xian withdrew his gaze from Jiangong's body and projected it to Vairocana in his palm.
After he took a deep look at Vairocana with complicated eyes that made it difficult to understand his emotions, he slowly retracted Vairocana into the sheath.
"It should be very happy to have you as its third owner. In this way, I will live up to my father's entrustment to this knife."
Wen Xian threw Vairocana back with the scabbard knife.
After the knife crossed a beautiful parabola high and high, it fell straight to Mamiya's side.
Jian Gong looked at Wen Xian who threw Vairocana to him with astonishment. After throwing Vairocana to him, Wen Xian was not tall, but it made Jian Gong and the others feel like a giant The mountain-like body fell heavily towards the ground
When he fell to the ground, Wen Xian exerted his last bit of strength and said:
"Okay, let's get my head"
Mamiya looked at Wen Xian who fell to the ground with a complicated expression.
Wen Xian fell to the ground, his chest was still heaving slightly.
Jian Gong held the knife and walked slowly to Wen Xian's side.
Then raise the knife high
the next day, early morning
House of Yamada Asemon, in the room where Mamiya's mother's shrine is housed
Gamiya, whose injuries had been treated briefly, knelt in front of his mother's altar.
On the tatami between him and the altar, the sword that Bunxian gave him last night was placed neatly, a family treasure that has been passed down by Yamada Senemon for two generations: Vairocana.
Jiangong sat in front of his mother's altar for a long time. When he entered the room, the light that poured into the room through the window was still moonlight, but now it has turned into sunlight.
Jiulang, you have to remember: there is no distinction between high and low in human life, and human life must never be measured by numbers. If you use numbers to measure the value of human life, you will only become less and less human.
The teachings of his mother during his lifetime echoed in his ears.
Although my mother is the daughter of a samurai family, she doesn't have the idea that "no one is human except a samurai".
Mamiya couldn't help but think: Perhaps it was the completely different education they received when they were young that made the ideological confrontation between him and his father so sharp.
His decisive battle with his father has been foreshadowed since he was a child
哗
At this time, the paper sliding door behind Mamiya was slowly opened, and it was Yoshitomo who opened the door and entered.
"Those servants at home are really annoying." After Yichao entered, he took the lead to smile bitterly at Jiangong, "Just now they kept asking me how the Patriarch was injured, and it took me a lot of effort to get rid of them all. "
Gamiya slowly opened his eyes at this time: "How is father?"
"The treatment is over." Yi Chao faced the altar and knelt beside Jian Gong, "He recovered his life, but because of the serious injury, he will have to lie on the bed for at least half a year, and the doctor said : This injury has destroyed the vitality of my father's body, even if the injury heals, his strength will be greatly reduced."
"Is that so?" Mamiya said softly, "Yi Chao, I cut our father like this, will you hate me?"
"Of course not." Yi Chao sighed softly, "In fact, last night, I was already mentally prepared that my father would be killed by you, elder brother."
"I also want to thank you"
"Thank you for saving your father's life"
"Although my father has done very bad things, he is the father who has a relationship with me that is thicker than water"
As soon as Yichao's words fell, Jiangong slowly raised his right hand, gently stroking his left cheek that was caressed by Wen Xian's rough hand when he just returned home yesterday.
Last night, facing Wen Xian who was still breathing, Jian Gong raised his knife but couldn't cut it down.
Because when raising the knife, Mamiya recalled the scene when Wen Xian touched his face when he returned home after 5 years
Immediately afterwards, various pasts with Wen Xian flashed in Gamiya's mind
"I can't escape the shackles of family affection." Time Palace murmured as he put down the knife in his hand.
"Where's that child, Ah Zhu?" Jian Gong put down the hand that was caressing his left cheek, and asked.
"She is sleeping soundly now." A smile appeared on Yi Chao's face, "I haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time. She probably won't wake up for a while."
Last night, after successfully taking Azhu out of the basement, Yichao explained to Jian Gong why Azhu is in a good mental state: every time Wen Xian gave Azhu his guts, he would first let Azhu drink strong The drug, which minimizes the pain.
And when Ah Zhu regenerates the gallbladder, he is unconscious, neither pain nor itching.
A human gallbladder can actually be used for a long time, so Wen Xian takes a human gallbladder from A Zhu's body every five days on average, so up to now, the number of times to get a gallbladder from A Zhu's body is not too many.
Combining all the above reasons, Azhu's current mental state is quite normal, and he has not suffered from mental disorder due to too frequent taste of pain.
"Brother." Yi Chao asked suddenly at this moment, "After Ah Zhu wakes up, are you going to take her away?"
"En." Jian Gong nodded, "If Ah Zhu and I stay here for too long, it's not convenient for you to explain to the waiters at home, right?"
"And I now have a big new family too."
A smile emerged from the corners of Mamiya's slightly upturned mouth.
"If I leave them for too long, they will worry."
"Yi Chao, what about you? What are your plans?"
"What plans can I have?" Yoshitomo shrugged with a smile, "Of course I'm staying here to prepare for becoming the Patriarch of Yatsudaime Yamada Asemon in the future."
"Anyway, father has to stay in bed for half a year." Yi Chao changed his tone half-jokingly, "It will take one or two years for him to fully recover."
"In a short period of time, I will have the final say in this family, and my father will have nothing to do with me. Don't worry about whether my father will be so angry that I let Azhu go."
"Then you can accept this sword." Mamiya suddenly raised his hand and moved Vairocana in front of Yoshitomo, "I am no longer from the Yamada Asemon family, this sword should belong to You are destined to inherit the position of Patriarch in the future."