Zenitsu hugged the Nichirin Blade. What should he do?
Should he follow Jigoro's previous instructions and flee down the mountain?
No, although Zenitsu was a coward, he also had his own convictions. He would not abandon his grandpa and live a cowardly life alone.
He was terrified now, his legs trembling. His fear was uncontrollable.
Since his fear was uncontrollable, then he might as well not suppress it. He would simply carry this fear and act according to his own thoughts!
With such firm conviction, Zenitsu, trembling, holding the Nichirin Blade, stood at the doorway.
The fierce battle outside had been going on for an unknown number of rounds.
Jigoro was at a disadvantage, and it would be very difficult for him to turn the tide now.
He was struck by Sekido's heavy shakujō, which carried lightning, and was sent flying. If Jigoro hadn't blocked it with his Nichirin Blade at the last critical moment, that blow would have cost the old man half his life!
Jigoro fell heavily to the ground, then quickly scrambled back up, holding his Nichirin Blade. His body was somewhat dirty, and he glared at the two demon clones, not daring to relax in the slightest.
Although he dared not relax, the occasional coughs still indicated Jigoro's terrible condition.
He had just sustained a minor injury from Sekido, and it was already quite good that he was only coughing and not spitting blood.
Zenitsu hugged the Nichirin Blade, tears and snot streaming down his face from fear, yet he still shouted, "Grandpa!"
Jigoro looked back at him, also anxious. "Zenitsu! Why aren't you leaving yet!?"
Zenitsu cried out, his voice choked with snot and tears, "How can I abandon Grandpa and run away alone!? I can't do that! I can't just watch Grandpa die! Although I am very weak right now, I am also willing to fight with all my might for Grandpa! At worst, I'll die with Grandpa! What's so scary about that!"
Zenitsu shouted these words with all his might.
He had shouted them, but Zenitsu's legs were still trembling.
Jigoro's heart was deeply touched. He felt that he hadn't spoiled this disciple for nothing.
He usually had "it'll kill you" on his lips all the time. How could Zenitsu not be afraid or terrified at this moment? But even so, he still resolutely stayed.
However, Jigoro still shook his head. "Zenitsu, Grandpa appreciates your good intentions, but you are still young. You cannot die here. Listen to Grandpa, and leave this place! Don't you still want to marry a beautiful girl? You cannot be buried here with an old man like me!"
Zenitsu cried with a twisted expression, "No! I can't leave Grandpa! No matter what, I can't bear to leave Grandpa!"
On the other side, Karaku cheerfully interrupted this dramatic scene. "Alright, alright, you two master and grandson, that's enough. Old man, just listen to your disciple. Besides, your disciple can't escape either. With the two of us here, do you think your disciple can escape? Impossible! Just surrender obediently. You two are our best tools to threaten Horitake!"
With a hearty laugh, Karaku fiercely waved his fan at Jigoro!
Every wave of the fan caused a violent gust of wind, and the continuous waving created incredibly fierce and terrifying gales!
In the howling winds, Jigoro struggled to stand firm against the gale.
Zenitsu at the doorway was directly blown over by the wind, tumbling back into the house.
Even the entire house seemed overwhelmed by the howling winds, showing signs of collapsing.
This was not a mere gale; it was a hurricane! A typhoon!
However, it wasn't over yet. Although Sekido and Karaku, the two demon clones, didn't get along, their coordination was surprisingly good once they got serious.
Sekido, taking advantage of the situation, darted into the strong winds unleashed by Karaku!
Aided by the rapidly advancing wind and his terrifying speed, Sekido, with lightning flashing around him, raised the shakujō in his hand and launched a rapid and fierce assault towards Jigoro!
Sekido's speed was already very fast, and with the strong wind, it became even faster.
Jigoro, at this moment, was pushing against the strong wind. Because he needed to stabilize himself, he was caught somewhat off guard.
Seeing Sekido already charging and the lightning-infused shakujō already coming down, Jigoro had no choice but to hastily unleash his strongest technique to defend.
"Thunder Breathing, Sixth Form: Electric Roar, Thunder Roar!"
By unleashing Thunder Breathing, Jigoro became the center, with lightning crackling around his body and Nichirin Blade, instantly releasing countless lightning-shaped slashes in all directions.
This technique was incredibly powerful.
It could be used for large-scale damage or for absolute all-around defense!
Sekido looked at the overwhelming, wide-ranging lightning slashes coming at him and was also startled.
As expected of a former Hashira. Even though he was much older, once he fought with his life on the line, he was not to be underestimated.
Sekido quickly stopped his steps, lightning also flashing around him. At the same time, he swung and spun his shakujō with both hands, using the rapidly rotating shakujō for defense.
Crackling, crashing! A large number of wide-ranging lightning slashes were blocked by Sekido with his shakujō.
Each time he blocked, Sekido's shakujō vibrated violently, his hands trembled intensely, and Sekido even gritted his teeth and glared, showing the extraordinary power of Jigoro's full-force attack.
If this old man keeps up this level of combat ability, we really won't be able to take him down quickly!
This thought simultaneously occurred to both Sekido and Karaku.
They couldn't waste any more time; delay would bring complications! They had to quickly resolve this and capture the old man alive!
At this moment, the crucial cooperation between the two demon clones became apparent again.
Don't let the animosity between these two clones fool you; they knew how to cooperate at critical moments, and their cooperation was quite good when it mattered.
Seeing that Jigoro's technique was beginning to wane in power, Karaku, who was behind, quickly found an opportune moment.
He moved forward to the side, cheerfully found an opening, and fiercely waved his fan at Jigoro!
Immediately, an extreme gale surged forth, howling towards Jigoro!
Jigoro's technique hadn't fully retracted yet, so his defense was somewhat inadequate.
Struck directly by this howling, fierce wind, Jigoro's heart skipped a beat. This is bad! I can't maintain my balance! A weakness has appeared!
Sure enough, Jigoro, disrupted, stumbled and was about to fall.
Seizing this opportunity, Sekido quickly advanced, swinging his shakujō at Jigoro!
Jigoro was in the midst of falling. How should he react? How should he defend?
If he took this shakujō blow squarely, the old man would lose half his life!
At the critical moment, Jigoro plunged his Nichirin Blade into the ground, gaining an extra point of support to maintain his balance. Facing the swinging shakujō, Jigoro decided to take a gamble!
He fiercely kicked at the shakujō!
Note: The leg Jigoro kicked out was his wooden prosthetic leg!
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