Chapter 310: Sword Battle with Mifune! Konoha Style Sword Art: Disappearance! Second update, please give me a ticket!
The Land of Iron, the capital, Martial Arts Arena.
Even though the open-air arena was covered in snow, it did not deter the enthusiasm of countless samurai, nobles, and commoners of the Land of Iron. By early morning, the high platforms were already packed with dense crowds.
Because today was the day when the man who, over the past nine months, had challenged powerful samurai throughout the Land of Iron, creating an undefeated myth of 172 battles, would challenge the legendary master of Iaijutsu, General Mifune, the sole general and leader of the samurai in the Land of Iron.
"Hey ~ who do you think will win today's battle?"
"Will it be General Mifune, or Mei no Gyō Fujiwara Tetsuya-sama?"
"Why even ask? Although Mei Zhi Hang is also very strong, the ultimate victory will definitely belong to General Mifune."
"Don't forget, General Mifune is the strongest samurai in our Land of Iron."
"But… I heard that many of the adults in the capital have placed bets on Mei Zhi Hang winning."
"His odds are only slightly higher than General Mifune's…"
..."Quiet down, today's protagonists are making their entrance!"
The moment Fujiwara Tetsuya and Mifune passed through the long corridor and stepped onto the Martial Arts Arena, the entire arena instantly fell silent. At this moment… everyone's gaze was unshakeably fixed on Fujiwara Tetsuya and Mifune.
Although… when Fujiwara Tetsuya first showed his prowess in the Land of Iron, countless samurai of the Land of Iron had a premonition, knowing that Fujiwara Tetsuya would set his ultimate goal on Mifune.
But when this moment truly arrived… everyone's hearts still pounded uncontrollably.
"General Mifune,"
Looking at the man in armor before him, Fujiwara Tetsuya's eyes were filled with respect.
Not simply because of Mifune's status, but because of the conviction Mifune possessed, and his strength comparable to Kage-level experts.
"Tetsuya-sama, this is your last battle in the Land of Iron. Let me personally experience your growth…"
At this stage, Mifune was just over forty, and perhaps his understanding of swordsmanship had not yet reached the level of the Fourth Great Ninja War two decades later.
However… one thing was undeniable: at this moment, Mifune's spirit and energy were definitely at their peak.
"Thank you for your support during this period, and thank you to all the samurai of the Land of Iron for their tolerance."
"No matter where I am, I will never forget this wonderful experience."
"In this battle, I will give my all… with defeating you as my ultimate goal."
At present, Fujiwara Tetsuya was not deliberately stirring up emotions; everything he said was truly his deepest and most genuine thought.
Although the relatively closed Land of Iron also had its light and darkness, at least… what was presented before him was a relatively bright side.
Without Mifune's support, not to mention his age and strength, his identity as a Ninja alone would have been enough for the samurai of the Land of Iron to reject his challenges.
Although the times had long undergone earth-shattering changes, in the hearts of these samurai, the faith and pride of being a samurai still remained.
"Shall we begin then?"
"Land of Iron, Iaidō Mifune, sword name Kurosawa… I ask for your guidance!"
"Konoha Hidden Village, Konoha-Style Swordsmanship Fujiwara Tetsuya, sword name kirimaru… I ask for your guidance!"
The moment Fujiwara Tetsuya and Mifune drew their swords, invisible surges of aura continuously rose from their bodies, creating a terrifying vortex that instantly swept away the scattered snow on the Martial Arts Arena.
"Is it starting? But… why isn't there a referee?"
Amidst the howling wind, many commoners of the Land of Iron showed surprise.
However… this question was completely suppressed the moment it was uttered.
It wasn't that there was no referee… rather, for this particular battle, looking at the current Land of Iron, besides the older generation of samurai who had sealed their blades, there was simply no one in the current Land of Iron qualified to officiate this battle.
"Swordsmanship: Iaido Slash!"
"Konoha-Style Swordsmanship: God Slash!"
The moment the two katanas collided, everyone felt a roar in their ears, and a suffocating aura enveloped their hearts… followed by a swirling blizzard that obscured their vision.
"Heavens…"
"Heavens? What heavens?"
"Look at the sky… the clouds in the sky."
As a powerful samurai murmured, everyone instinctively looked up at the sky.
At some point, the scattered, thick clouds had formed a massive chasm, centered above the Martial Arts Arena.
The clouds surged downwards, like a lofty deity looking down upon insignificant humans.
"What terrifying swordsmanship… General Mifune is one thing."
"Has that brat… already grown to such an extent?"
As one of the top twenty samurai among the tens of thousands in the Land of Iron, Musashi Miyata's strength was beyond doubt.
Three months ago, he had also appeared on this Martial Arts Arena as a formidable opponent for Fujiwara Tetsuya.
Therefore… Musashi Miyata had an extraordinary understanding of Fujiwara Tetsuya's strength.
In his opinion, Fujiwara Tetsuya indeed possessed a talent in swordsmanship that was difficult for ordinary people to surpass.
But to advance further… it would take at least several years.
However, at present… everything Fujiwara Tetsuya displayed undoubtedly refreshed Musashi Miyata's ingrained perceptions.
"Musashi, I have a premonition… we, these people, will probably never be able to catch up to Lord Fujiwara in our entire lives."
"The conviction and talent he possesses… in some ways, are even more outstanding than General Mifune's…"
"Shinbei, it seems I'm not the only one who thinks this way!"
...As a dozen high-ranking samurai of the Land of Iron conversed in low voices, on the Martial Arts Arena… those sharp, brilliant sword gleams had already collided hundreds of times.
"Swordsmanship: Sky-Rending Slash!"
"Is it a perfect combination of Chakra and swordsmanship?"
Looking at the huge sword gleam rushing towards him, Fujiwara Tetsuya's eyes flashed… and he counterattacked instead of retreating.
Terrifying Chakra also surged around his body… "Konoha-Style Swordsmanship: Erase!"
"Okita, isn't that Isshiki your painstakingly developed secret technique?"
"Did you secretly pass it on to Tetsuya-sama after that battle?"
Looking at the Sky-Rending Slash gradually being completely devoured by "Erase," many samurai in the stands instinctively looked towards a tall, lazy-faced man on the right.
Erase! As the name suggests, the purpose of this technique is not to attack, but to provide ultimate defense, capable of nullifying all Chakra-infused sword attacks from an enemy.
Because this swordsmanship is difficult to master, in the current Land of Iron… only Ryosuke Okita has grasped its essence.
"Ha ~ Musashi, Shinbei, Hanjirō… you guys guessed wrong."
"That wasn't something I passed on to Tetsuya-sama. Swordsmanship of the 'Erase' level cannot be learned through simple teaching."
"I guess… it's highly probable that Tetsuya-sama gained some insight during his battle with me, and thus developed this swordsmanship technique."
After yawning several times, Ryosuke Okita, witnessing this scene, seemed to develop some interest, and his eyes gradually became sharp.
Just like a… sharpened blade!
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