Under one person: I, Jin Shining

Chapter 325: Hirudo Ball Shattered, Heroic Spirit Dissipated

The swordsmith was quite famous in Japan during his lifetime. At that time, Hirumaru was not yet called a demon sword, but was at most a pretty good sword.

The swordsmith's fame is due to his exceptional strength.

This combination of theirs has been invincible in Japan and has never suffered a defeat.

Even the famous swordsman at that time could not survive more than a few rounds under his blade.

It is such a person, when facing Su Mo, was extremely solemn and did not dare to relax at all.

Even though Su Mo in front of him had many flaws, he looked like a young man who had accidentally entered this place.
But everyone knows that no matter who you underestimate, you must never underestimate the person in front of you.

He was worried that if he relaxed even a little, failure would befall him.

He said.

"Lord Su Mo, can you take out the 'Wu Gan Gan' and fight with me? As a swordsman, I have long admired you. Even if I die under the sword of the 'Wu Gan Gan', it would be a great fortune for me."

"Drying pole"

Su Mo pondered.

Just haven't spoken yet.

But the people behind him were excited. What did they hear?
'Drying pole'?
Isn't that the beloved sword of Lord Sasaki Kojiro that has long been lost in legend?

Why did the knife maker let Su Mo take it out?

"impossible!"

Ishikawa Ken shouted in disbelief: "Why is this sword on Su Mo?"

Even Ishikawa Nobuto, who lived in Bengbu, looked at the swordsmith seriously, trying to figure out whether what he said was true from his expression.

But the swordsmith was too lazy to pay attention to this group of people. He just glanced at Ishikawa Nobuyuki with indifference, and then when he looked at Su Mo, he returned to his previous state.

After hearing this, Yagyu Aiko's expression did not change at all, she only sighed in her heart.

Sure enough, it was exposed. How could Yulong be willing to leave here and return to Neon?

There is a huge gap between the demon sword Hirumaru and Monokankan.

Especially if they knew that the 'Wu Gan Gan' also contained the 'Swallow Return' power of Lord Sasaki Kojiro, then the entire Yulong Society would probably be in an uproar.

If this news gets to Japan, it won't just be the Yulong Society that goes crazy.

Sasa Kojiro's influence is beyond imagination.

She could even imagine what President Ishikawa would say, which was nothing more than that [Monogan] was their Neon heritage and was a hundred times more important than the demon sword Hirumaru.

I hope Nadutong can repay Japan. It doesn’t matter if I owe him a huge favor.

just
It's impossible to complete, Yagyu Aiko shook her head, that is one of the lord's precious collections.

How could it be given to the Yulong Society? Nadutong could not ask the lord to give away his treasured collection.

This is impossible.

Once the stalemate occurs, even Yagyu Aiko doesn't know what will happen in the meantime.

I just hope that my lord will not use it. But how can I not use it?
Yagyu Aiko looked helpless.

the other side.

The swordsmith did not treat Su Mo as coldly as he treated Ishikawa Nobuyuki.

He lowered his proud head, and said with a hint of pleading: "Please, Master Su Mo, please let me see the true power of 'Swallow Return'."

"Okay, I'll satisfy you!"

In a dazzling golden light, Su Mo summoned the [Drying Pole] from the [King's Treasure] and held it in his hand.

"As a swordsman, you are not bad, and 'Mono Kankan' also wants to fight you with all his strength."

"Thank you, Master Su Mo."

The knife maker looked at the long blade in Su Mo's hand with eyes full of obsession.

In his eyes, Wugangan is thousands of times more beautiful than any other beauty in the world.

The sword blade that flashed with cold light and the streamlined sword body fascinated him.

"What a beautiful sword! If I could touch it, I would die without regrets."

The knife maker muttered absentmindedly.

"Then you can rest assured. When the 'Monogatari Kan' smashes the leech balls and cuts into your body, you will be able to experience the beauty of the 'Monogatari Kan' for yourself."

call--

The swordsmith closed his eyes. He knew that he would have no regrets if he could fight with Su Mo and Wugan Gan, no matter he lived or died.

war!
He suddenly opened his eyes, and his body turned into a stream of light, rushing in front of Su Mo at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

The flames are coming!

This time the swordsmith is not like in the original book, who simply uses kendo. Now he will use any sword skills that can help him win.

Facing the flames in front of him, Su Mo's response was extremely simple. He just slashed downwards.

In the face of the simple aesthetics of violence, even the flame known as 'violent' was directly split in half, and then blown out by the strong wind brought about by the blow.

"As expected of you, Master Su Mo!"

Seeing that the attack failed, the swordsmith was not surprised. Instead, he became even more fanatical, and veins even appeared on the arm that was holding Hirumaru.

He slashed at Su Mo again.

Dangdangdang!

The two men quickly fought together, sparks flew, and the crisp sound of swords continued to ring out here.

They were moving extremely fast. Zhang Chulan could still see them at first, but as Su Mo and the others moved faster and faster, he could no longer keep up. He could only see two black shadows entangled with each other.

After a moment, the distance between them was instantly widened, and another black shadow rushed forward and attacked again.

I took a quick glance at the others and found that, except for myself, everyone seemed to be watching with great interest.

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask, "Can you really see clearly?"

Especially that Ishikawa Ken just now, although you are known as the best master of the Ishikawa family
But he felt that the other party was just like that.

Quite weak.

I guess my own sister Baoer can be defeated with just a slap.

Of course, it was definitely not because this bastard Ken Ishikawa actually said in public that he wanted to challenge Su Mo, so Zhang Chulan began to look at him with tinted glasses.

I'm not that kind of person.

Zhang Chulan thought.

Because there is no need to wear tinted glasses, I just feel disgusted by people like this.

After all, no matter what, Brother Su has helped him with a lot of things, all of which are very important.

And even if it didn't help him.

Do we need to think more about who to help, our own people or outsiders?

And what Zhang Chulan thought was indeed right. Ishikawa Ken could not see clearly what Su Mo and the others were doing, and was just pretending to watch.

Because beside him, whether it was Yagyu Aiko or Ringo, they were watching very seriously and could be said to be enjoying it very much.

Of course he couldn't ignore it!

Otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

As time passed, Su Mo and the other man became faster and faster. Every time they fought, a huge gale would be stirred up.

Fire and hurricane became the theme song of their battle.

The ground beneath their feet was also crumbling, and the green grass around them had begun to wither.

Dangdangdang!

Under the high-intensity battle, the blacksmith's breathing began to become uneven, and he felt that his physical strength and surging Qi were almost evaporating.

On the other hand, Su Mo's expression was as calm as usual, as if this kind of battle was not a big deal for him.

But if you look at his hands, you will only see a series of afterimages in the air.

This does not rely on any skills, it is purely driven by brute force.

Lord Su Mo is really terrifying.

The knife maker smiled bitterly. It was obvious that Lord Su Mo had not yet used his full strength.

It's like playing with myself.

But this cannot go on any longer, the swordsmith thought, at least before he dies, he must make Lord Su Mo use his full strength!
No need for a protracted war!
One move determines the outcome!

"drink!"

He roared, gathering all the strength in his body and then transferring it to his limbs and bones.

The feeling of being filled with power suddenly made him feel confused, as if with one swipe of his sword, everything in the world would be shattered.

But it is obvious that this is an illusion caused by excessive power.

The knife maker also knew it, but he could no longer pay attention to it. He looked at Su Mo seriously and said in a deep voice.

"Master Su Mo, this is my last sword, and also the most powerful sword in my life!"

The meaning of this statement is very clear. He hopes that Su Mo will also respond with all his strength.

Su Mo nodded: "Okay, let me see your sword."

Although they are enemies, this kind of enemy is still respectable because they are people who devote everything to kendo.

It would be nice if he could die without any regrets.

The swordsmith held the sword in both hands, and the bright red energy waves all over his body were burning and jumping like flames, until the sword body of Hirumaru was also dyed with this bright red energy.

He suddenly slashed towards Su Mo.

Cut off the cassock!
This move is to cut diagonally from the enemy's shoulder, and the path of the sword is like the collar of the upper body of a monk's robe, so it is famous for this.

When Hirumaru fell, flames, strong winds, and even magic burst out from under the ground.

This is the Lu family's Ruyi Jin. This is also the power that Eita obtained when he killed Lu Ci's brother of the Lu family while holding Hirumaru.

The knife maker released almost all of his abilities at once, just to make Su Mo feel the pressure, willing to attack and defeat him.

In his sight, Su Mo's calm expression finally showed a slight change.

There seemed to be a hint of admiration in those bright eyes.

This is self-recognition.
The knife maker felt a surge of pride in his heart. It was such an honor for this person to recognize him.

then.

He saw Su Mo draw his sword. It was a posture that he was extremely familiar with and a move he often used.

Its name——

——The swallows are back!
At the same time, Su Mo's whispering voice was heard, proving the knife maker's guess.

"Secret Technique - Swallow Returns!"

Time seemed to stop for a moment, and then a bright light suddenly appeared, occupying the knife maker's entire sight.

This bright light was the sound of the swallow flying back from the 'Wugan Gan' in Su Mo's hand!

It seems that there is only this light between heaven and earth.

The light seemed to be still changing, and finally turned into a swallow. The clear bird call suddenly rang out in this moment of space.

This is. Yan Fan?

The attack in front of him was so fast that he had no time to move his body to avoid it.

The fear of death arises spontaneously.

But the swordsmith was not afraid. Instead, he looked at the sword light with fanaticism.

The flames and strong winds in the air seemed to be cut by an invisible blade and shattered in an instant.

The Ruyi energy gushing out from under the earth had just reached Su Mo when it was also cut into more than ten pieces by the invisible blade. It finally shattered into starlight and disappeared.

"One Knife"

"No, it's definitely not just one strike," the swordsmith muttered to himself, not caring at all that the attack was directed at him.

Because he could no longer block it, and before his attack could hit the opponent, the opponent's Yan Fan would hit him.

"It should be two swords, no, three swords. The first sword should be used to attack the swallow, the second sword is to block the swallow's retreat, and the third sword is to block the swallow's side."

"Therefore, in order to achieve the final decisive blow, three swords must be slashed out at the same time. This should be the return of the swallow!"

However, he could only vaguely see the second sword hidden in the space, and the third sword was completely invisible.

And after his fanatical words fell.

The Hirugashimaru in his hand made a shrill sound, and the next second, a crisp sound could be heard. The Hirugashimaru, which was regarded as a demon sword and a sacred object by countless people, broke into two halves.

boom.

The sharp sword blade hit the ground.

The swordsmith lowered his head in a daze and found that not only was Hirugamaru broken, but there were also two exaggerated wounds on his body.

Both were like the cassock slash, slashing diagonally from the shoulder downwards, and two sword marks formed an 'X' shape on the surface of his body.

"Are you satisfied?"

Su Mo put away the fishing pole with a smile on his face.

Hirumaru was destroyed and the swordsmith failed.

"Satisfied, very satisfied. But Master Su Mo, you are too strong. Even though I have tried my best, I still cannot make you use your full strength."

"You are already very good, worthy of the title of 'Swordsman', so don't be too complacent."

Hearing such praise, the swordsmith laughed heartily, and even the Hirugamaru in his hand fell to the ground.

"Have I been recognized by Master Su Mo?"

"Swordsman? Swordsman! It's my honor to be called that by Master Su Mo!"

Su Mo smiled without saying anything.

The swordsmith's face turned peaceful. This was a battle. Was this what failure felt like?
It feels so good.

Although we lost the game, I felt more relaxed than ever before.

"Master Su Mo, can you tell me what this sword is called?"

"Don't you already know?" Su Mo didn't care about the people behind him who were listening.

Seeing the swordsmith's eager look, as if he wanted to say it himself, he still spoke softly.

"Secret Technique: Swallow Returns."

"Hahaha, Lord Su Mo's sword is truly amazing. I believe that even if Lord Sasaki Kojiro returns, he won't be able to swing such a beautiful sword!"

As he laughed loudly, the bright red aura emanating from his body shattered, and wisps of black air floated up into the sky from his body.

That is the soul of the warrior who died under Hirumaru's sword and has been bound until now.

Now that the Hirugamaru is broken, it's time for them to leave.

Lu Ci stared blankly at the sky, where a young man was smiling brightly, with a glimmer of tears in his eyes.

In the distance, Tang Xin and others who had just arrived also stopped and stared quietly at the heroic souls above.

"This is."

Hearing someone asking behind him, Tang Xin said softly.

"These are the martyrs of the Tang Sect, and they are our most respectable predecessors."

(End of this chapter)