On the stage of the deadly battle, Yishun's eyes were bleeding, but he held a solemn look, the tip of his spear swept the ground, and murmured something in his mouth.
Zuo Cun couldn't help but think of the description of Hohoin Ryū's marksmanship.
Every move is a killing move.
No matter how he waved the weapon in his hand, he always went straight to the vital point.
Stab, sweep, smash, turn, pull, no matter what the action is, it will take the opponent's life.
Samura was lucky enough to have fought against a powerful heir of Hohoin-style spearmanship. That man was the captain of the Shinsengumi's 10th Division, and his name was Harada Sanosuke.
After Samura succeeded in assassinating the shogunate Tokugawa Iemo, he fled with Tokugawa Iemo's head in his arms. However, in order to buy time for his colleagues who participated in the assassination, namely Shannan Keisuke and Okada Izo, to retreat, he chose to stay in Kyoto on his own initiative.
In the dense forest outside, he faced the captains of the Shinsengumi divisions who were responsible for protecting Tokugawa Iemo.
According to records, Samura fought with the Shinsengumi 1st Division Captain Okita Soji, 2nd Division Captain Nagakura Shinpachi, 3rd Division Captain Saito Ichi, 6th Division Captain Inoue Genzaburo, and 10th Division Captain Harada Sanosuke on that day.
The other four squad captains are all swordsmen, but Harada Sanosuke was originally a monk soldier.
He is obviously a monk, but he masters the art of killing people like this.
Although, including Yinshun and Harada, the heirs of Hohoin-style spear arts known to Zuocun all have compassionate and peaceful minds, but——
If things develop to this extent——
The "killing art" Hohoin Style Spear Art, which was originally created to calm troubled times and persuade people to do good, will instantly turn into a terrifying art that will make the world fall into the path of Shura.
Just like this.
【Eleven Styles in Hazy Moon】.
With eyes wide open in anger, the radiance of the Noble Phantasm has enveloped Yinshun's body in the Treasure House.
"Can you win? Shinto Musashi and Fujiwara Genshin."
Zuocun murmured to himself.
Perhaps because he had no way to participate in this deadly fight, he instead——
Even more interested.
"It seems that you pay enough attention to the current battle, Lancer Purgatorio."
The demon sword in Miyamoto Musashi's hand turned around, giving people the impression that it was filled with murderous intent.
"Then - come on!!!"
Zheng——
Maybe the rice balls and water gave Musashi strength, or maybe the scene of such a formal [Duel] aroused her fighting spirit. In short, the speed that Miyamoto Musashi burst out at this moment was the fastest that Samura had ever achieved before.
Something I've never seen in combat.
and.
Musashi holds a sword with both hands.
One hand is a knife, the other is a side kick, one is long and the other is short, both are top-notch.
Skills can completely make up for the disadvantages of the weapon itself.
"go to hell--!!!"
But Hohoin Yinshun must not be underestimated. The Jumonji spear was danced to the roar of the wind, and it stabbed towards Miyamoto Musashi.
But Musashi's speed was so fast, he avoided it to the side and was about to lift the sword in one stroke.
Hohoin Yinshun quickly changed his attack, switching from stabbing to sweeping. Musashi's pupils shrank slightly, he took half a step back, turned around and slashed toward Yinshun from the side with his sword.
Yishun's movements were not ambiguous at all. Following Musashi's movements, he changed again and again. He changed from sweep to pick again. He lunged forward. After missing a hit, he took half a step back. While avoiding Musashi's demon sword, he turned around and shot.
It stabbed out from the side and headed towards Miyamoto Musashi's forehead.
"...What a terrifying spearmanship. That guy Harada is probably not even tenth of what you are doing compared to Lord Yinshun."
Outside the court, Zuocun could see it more clearly and couldn't help but marvel.
It's more ruthless, more sinister, and more terrifying than Musashi's sword.
Musashi snorted coldly, and Wakizashi caught the heavy Jumonji Gun with force, shook his head, and prevented Yinshun's attack. He lowered his body, suddenly lifted it from bottom to top, and at the same time quickly
Dodge to the side because——
Yishun's gun is here again.
But Musashi was very fast, and he still managed to snatch the shot that Yishun kicked and hit the ground.
At the same time, her knife——
It also left a blood mark on Yishun's chest.
"Your Excellency Yishun, your spear skills are truly terrifying."
There was a smile on Musashi's face - a smile that was a little focused and crazy.
Yishun glanced at his chest.
It was a huge blood mark that extended from his flank to his neck, and was deep enough to touch his internal organs.
"It's not so much that my marksmanship is terrifying—"
"No, your swordsmanship is simply not human."
Zheng——
Before Lancer Purgatorio finished speaking, Miyamoto Musashi came galloping over again.
Ping!
The swords and guns collided violently, and the huge force forced the two sides to separate, and each retreated a little.
Musashi adjusted his posture almost instantly, and almost hit Lancer Purgatorio's head with the sword in his hand.
He raised the spear and pushed away Musashi's demon sword. At the same time, he pushed the tail of the gun towards Musashi's chest. Musashi stepped back several steps to steady his body. When he looked up, Lancer Purgatorio had stabbed the Jumonji Spear again.
"Uh-drink!!!"
Lancer Purgatorio, with a killing aura, wanted to directly penetrate Miyamoto Musashi's spiritual core.
This is——
【Everything is connected】!!!
"useless!!!"
With both swords standing side by side, Musashi found a defensive point with incomparable precision. Lancer Purgatorio's almost sure-kill posture was instantly broken by Musashi.
The two swords slashed violently, and the Jumonji Gun in Lancer Purgatorio's hand was split into three parts. Lancer Purgatorio himself also had to retreat because he lost his strength.
"The victory or defeat has been decided."
Zuo Cun closed his eyes.
Zheng——
It's like cutting off the moon reflected in the water, it feels like...the blade is cutting through something smoothly.
Musashi clearly felt that he should have cut off something.
It is not as superficial as the body, nor as simple as the soul.
But something...more ambiguous.
That is -
Fate.
The [destiny] between her, Hohoin Yinshun, and Lancer Purgatorio was severed.
Even though Musashi didn't want to fight this Hohoin Yinshun, now that she was on the stage of a death battle, she would definitely go all out.
But even so, it is difficult to conceal Musashi's regret.
There is no doubt that the existence of Hohoin Yinshun fascinates Miyamoto Musashi.
The ultimate refinement, superior martial arts, and the existence that can be glimpsed are the end of the journey.
original--
Musashi will never be able to defeat Hohoin Yinshun.
However, the gun that belonged to Yishun had long since disappeared.
In this case, the odds of winning are as high as possible.
It's a pity indeed.
There is no way to fight the gun that is truly clear and truly invincible.
Lancer Purgatorio took two steps back. Although there were no pupils in his blood-colored eyes, Miyamoto Musashi could still see the incredible trembling in his eyes.
"Pfft——"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
“————————It’s beautifully done!”
In the end, he could only raise his head with difficulty and looked at Miyamoto Musashi who sheathed the demon sword.