"Eight volumes of Haiphong..." Tokugawa Iedada looked at the book in front of him and fell into deep thought.
"A ridiculous work." Throwing the book out from behind the curtain, Tokugawa Iesada was not angry, but just... sighed?
The person kneeling and sitting outside the curtain is named Sakuma Shoyama, and he is the author of this book.
A strange man who suddenly changed from a "rejector" to a "founder" during Perry's second voyage.
"Sakuma, from now on, you should return to Shinshu Matsushiro and live in seclusion." Tokugawa Iesada's voice was low.
Sakuma Shoyama put his head on the ground: "Yes..."
Mr. Abe Masahiro sat aside, feeling confused.
Sakuma Shoyama is a person with sharp opinions.
But such a sharp person was driven back to his hometown...the shogunate...the general...
However, at this moment, Masahiro Abe was careful even when he lamented.
The future of this country...
...
The time has come to May.
After recovering, he has been practicing his swordsmanship in the woods behind the hospital.
The main tone of Hyakutori-ryu has been set by Zuo Cun.
Shinto Muken-ryu emphasizes power, Natural Rishin-ryu emphasizes speed, and Beichen Itto-ryu emphasizes the grace of that sword.
Bai Niao Liu means flexibility.
Different from the speed of natural Rishin flow, flexibility is to have a certain speed while making oneself more sensitive and pursuing more jumps. It can avoid the enemy's slashes and use top-down power to increase the power.
His own chop.
Ordinary slashes are only of average strength, and the day Zuo Cun met Lu Silan, the sword Zuo Cun used——
Definitely not something ordinary.
The tree, as thick as a human waist, was easily cut in half.
but......
Not satisfied.
Hyakori-ryu is far from being finalized, and Zuocun may have spent a long, long time because of this process.
The boy jumped up in the open space and chopped down on a stone that was as big as a house.
Just cut this stone in half - and you can get a glimpse of it by comparing it!
But stone and wood cannot be compared at all. Zuo Cun's slash landed on the stone. Not only was it unable to break the stone, it would instead numb his own arm.
Moreover... this very ordinary fighting knife cannot withstand the destruction of the stone.
"Uh-ah!"
Ping!
Iron and stone clashed, creating a spark.
but......
Snap.
Half of the knife fell to the ground.
Zuo Cun held the empty hilt of the knife and frowned.
Sighing, he picked up the broken knife from the ground and put it back into the scabbard.
Zuocun buried the knife next to the stone, leaving only the handle exposed.
"Thank you for dying." Zuo Cun looked at the dead knife and was somewhat silent.
...
"Hey, Ryoma." A young man with hair covering his eyes called to the man wearing gray and blue Wu uniform.
"What's wrong, Izo?" Sakamoto Ryoma smiled every moment.
"Are you an idiot?" Okada Izo leaned into Ryoma's ear and whispered, looking at the black-haired woman standing on the other side with frightened eyes, "That woman is extremely dangerous no matter how you look at her!
"
Ryoma left a drop of cold sweat: "Yizang, Miss Aaron can hear what you said."
"Hey!" Okada Izo suddenly became smart and turned his head slowly.
Miss Aaron's gloomy face appeared in Yi Zang's field of vision.
"Miss Aaron is very dangerous, so you are right." However, Miss Aaron didn't care and just stood silently behind Long Ma.
But the look in her eyes...
"But you're orchestrating me behind my back!"
Boom!
"Ah, it hurts!" A big bump appeared on Okada Izo's head.
"Oh, oh, oh, Miss Aaron, calm down." Long Ma took Miss Aaron's hand and led Miss Aaron back.
Miss Aaron returned behind Ryoma with a slightly red face.
She was the snake god on the mountain that day. Because she was curious about the dragon horse, she now follows the dragon horse.
Ryoma pulled Yi Zang up from the ground: "Is everything okay, Yi Zang?"
"Ryoma, you big idiot!!!" Okada Izo cried bitterly and ran away.
Miss Aaron:???
"Oh, my, this is going to be difficult..." Ryoma scratched the back of his head.
...
Zuo Cun held his newly bought knife and looked at the stone in front of him.
Beside the stone, there were dozens of dead knives stuck in it.
Now, it is already November of 1854.
Zuo Cun built a simple wooden shed in the woods and lived in it, practicing swordsmanship. Every time his sword broke, he went back to find a day laborer for two days. After making money, he immediately bought a sword and came to Shitou to train again.
My own swordsmanship.
Lu Silan occasionally comes back to see Zuo Cun and brings him some food and so on.
Zuocun spent more than half a year in such difficult conditions.
"Huh..." He looked a little thicker, but overall he was still thin.
Leaping high, Zuo Cun closed his eyes.
rustle--
call out--
The sound of leaves scraping together and the wind blew past his ears.
Since we are about to usher in troubled times, it is not just the blade that is sharp.
Your body is what should be sharpest.
Opening his eyes, a sharp light flashed in Zuo Cun's eyes.
"Hundred Birds"
"New Yulun!"
"Bie Yi——"
Zuo Cun turned around in the air and grasped the handle of the sword with both hands.
From top left to bottom right!
Zheng——!!!
The blade scratched the stone.
The bangs covered Zuo Cun's eyes, making his expression unclear.
Click.
boom--
The huge stone in front of him suddenly split into two halves.
The cut marks are like cutting tofu, extremely smooth.
Zuocun shook his head, looked at the two halves of the stone in front of him, and smiled knowingly.
Zuo Cun let out a long breath as he sheathed the knife.
Arriving in front of the dead swordsmen, Zuo Cun bowed deeply, then turned and left.
The cracked stone has been formed, and there is no need to stay in this place any longer.
...
"Really, you're leaving." Lu Silan, wearing a white coat, looked at Anno Zuomura with a half-smile.
"Yes, my training goal has been achieved, so naturally I don't have to stay in one place anymore." Zuo Cun nodded, "There are many things in this world that I need to see."
"Then, I wish you good luck in martial arts."
Zuo Cun patted Lu Silan on the shoulder: "You are a good foreigner. If there is a chance, I will return to Kyoto to see you."
Anno Samura left Kyoto.
He is going to find his own answer.
This country is undergoing great changes, and the choice must be made after Zuocun has seen the current situation of the country.
However, during his time living in Kyoto, Samura had already seen enough of the incompetence of the shogunate.
Stepping on the light snow that had just fallen, Zuo Cun walked on the mountain road again.
"According to the map, when I leave Kyoto, the first village in this direction should be... Mibu Village?"
"It's a bit of a strange name...but it seems to be a big village, and there seems to be a temple in it."