Konoha: I have a clone in One Piece.

Chapter 106 The World's Differences! The Iron-Cutting Swordsman!

The list consists of well-known and powerful ninjas who have reached the level of Jonin.

At this point in time, some of the future powerhouses are still too young.

As for the future members of Akatsuki, Orochimaru is still doing well in Konoha, and Kakuzu has already been taken in by Suzuki.

As for the others, Itachi and Deidara haven't been born yet, and Kisame is good, but he's still too young.

Scorpion is still quite young; if you count his age, he's only twelve years old this year.

Obito and Zetsu were within Madara Uchiha's sights, while Konan and Nagato, the two founders, had only just established the Akatsuki organization under Yahiko's leadership.

Moreover, the selection of thugs and subordinates couldn't be too small; Suzuki didn't have the time or energy to find them one by one.

Therefore, the best people to choose from all have a number of obedient subordinates.

"That'll do."

After pondering for a long time, Suzuki picked up a pen and casually drew five red circles on the list.

Staring at the chosen target, Suzuki wasted no time and quickly stood up, accompanied by a flash of lightning around his body.

Immediately afterward, his figure disappeared from the Ark Maxims.

The Iron Country, its capital.

This city's prosperity is no less than that of the capital of the Land of Fire.

Unlike the Land of Fire, the streets here are filled with samurai wielding swords and wearing armor, which seems out of place with the mainstream ninja attire in the ninja world today.

Every now and then, people would hold sword fights on the street-side arena, creating an atmosphere full of antiquity and conservatism.

Suzuki walked calmly down the street and soon arrived at a very luxurious mansion.

Looking at the luxurious courtyard gate, which exuded an aristocratic atmosphere, Suzuki politely raised his hand and knocked a few times before entering, indicating to the owner of the mansion that a guest had arrived.

"Bang-bang-bang~"

"Whoosh—who is it?"

With a serious and forceful question, the courtyard gate was quickly pulled open from the inside.

"Click."

"Who are you?"

The owner of the mansion clearly did not recognize Suzuki, and his face was full of doubt as he looked at the unfamiliar guest.

Suzuki looked at the young swordsman, who held a wooden sword in his hand, whose clothes were soaked with sweat, and who exuded a solemn air, and smiled gently:

"Hello, Mr. Mifune."

"My name is Suzuki, and I've come here to test my swordsmanship against you."

Yes, the owner of this mansion is none other than the future general of the Land of Iron, the leader of the samurai—Mifune!

He was able to make a great name for himself in the ninja world despite not being a ninja.

Even more than twenty years later, during the Fourth Shinobi World War, he served as the host of the Five Kage Summit and the captain of the Fifth Special Combat Unit of the Allied Shinobi Forces.

Mifune's strength is beyond doubt!

Now, Mifune, who has already fought against Hanzo the Salamander, the demigod of the ninja world, has long been known as the hope of the Land of Iron and a rising star of swordsmen.

Suzuki's purpose in this trip was to find this swordsman who was born in the era of ninjas but was extremely passionate about swordsmanship!

"A sword fight?"

Mifune's gaze, as if concealing a sharp blade, scrutinized Suzuki from head to toe for a while.

Upon seeing the two sword sheaths at Suzuki's waist, Mifune smiled slightly.

"Sure, come in first, let me wipe my sweat."

At this time, Mifune had not yet taken on the heavy responsibility of protecting the Land of Iron and ensuring its survival in the ninja world; all his passion and love were now focused on swordsmanship.

Challengers who come to our door are naturally very welcome.

After all, ever since he fought the demigod Hanzo, many samurai in the Land of Iron have come to admire and respect him, and few dare to challenge him to a sword duel.

"OK."

Suzuki walked calmly into the courtyard and then waited quietly in a pavilion.

A short while later, Mifune tidied himself up, which had become disheveled from training, and walked over with a serious and earnest expression.

"Mr. Mifune, would you like to rest for a while?"

"You've been training for a long time, haven't you? It would be such a shame if you lost because of stamina."

Suzuki heard Mifune's slightly disordered breathing and calmly offered his suggestion.

"Phew~ No need, thank you for your kindness, Mr. Suzuki."

"After training, you'll be in good form, and besides, sword matches happen very quickly."

Mifune took a few deep breaths to compose himself and declined Suzuki's suggestion.

He then looked at Suzuki, his eyes serious and full of confidence, and said:

"Who will win or lose is still unknown before the game even starts."

"I have confidence in my swordsmanship. It's too early to say it's a pity, Lord Suzuki!"

"Heh, really?"

Suzuki smiled gently, then suggested again:

"In that case, how about we make a bet?"

Before Mifune could speak, Suzuki continued:

"If the stakes are to bet, let's make ten moves."

As he spoke, Suzuki held up one finger:

"I will defeat you with my sword within ten moves. After you are defeated, you will work for me."

Mifune frowned. He didn't understand what Suzuki meant. Although it was normal for swordsmen to have stakes in their duels, those stakes were usually life or death or money.

Moreover, ten moves?

How could you defeat him with swordsmanship in just ten moves?

How is that possible!

You must understand that even the current general of the Land of Iron could not possibly defeat him in ten moves.

Even for a demigod or the White Fang of Konoha, Mifune was confident that he had reached a first-class level or even close to the peak in terms of pure swordsmanship.

In the current ninja world, it is impossible to defeat oneself within ten moves using only swordsmanship!

So, at this moment, the three boatmen wondered if they should have opened the door. This swordsman named Suzuki was just too arrogant!

"What? Mr. Mifune, you don't want to bet?"

Suzuki smiled gently at Mifune, who seemed somewhat angry.

"I bet! If you lose, you'll have to stay in the yard and work as a handyman for a month!"

"Also, I'll only use ten moves!"

Mifune could no longer suppress his desire for swordsmanship and solemnly accepted the challenge.

"OK."

"Well then, Mr. Mifune, let's begin."

With that, Suzuki calmly drew his twin swords, Raiga, from his waist and slowly walked toward the training ground in the courtyard.

Seeing this, Mifune also drew his sharp sword with a serious expression, and went to the training ground, standing about ten meters away from Suzuki, facing him head-on.

The courtyard fell silent instantly, and even the air seemed to be filled with the chilling aura of sharp blades!

Suzuki waved to Mifune, indicating that they could begin.

Without wasting a word, Mifune transformed into a blur and pounced on Suzuki.

Bang!

The two swords clashed, producing a crisp and loud clanging sound!

"Good speed."

Suzuki secretly admired him.

Mifune, a swordsman who is extremely skilled in Iaijutsu, not only has incredibly fast swordsmanship but is also remarkably fast.

However, compared to Suzuki, such speed was insignificant.

Bang bang bang.

In an instant, the two figures engaged in a fierce battle on the training ground!

Iaijutsu, also known as drawing sword technique or drawing sword art, is a part of the various sword techniques of the Japanese.

The term "iaido" refers to the transition between a normal state and an emergency state; "draw and cut, do not cut unless drawn!"

Mifune, in countless battles against ninjas, relied on his powerful and skilled Iaijutsu to prevent those ninjas from even having a chance to form hand seals.

In the future, during the Fourth Shinobi World War, he achieved final victory against a host of opponents, including the reanimated demigod Hanzo, Deidara, and the Ten-Tails clone.

However, at this moment, this powerful swordsman, renowned throughout the ninja world, was being played with like a child in front of Suzuki.

bang bang

Suzuki's every strike was precisely aimed at Mifune's slashes!

Every movement of Mifune, the contraction and relaxation of the muscles in his body, and even the gravel and dirt kicked up when he stepped on the ground, could not escape Suzuki's eyes.

Slow, too slow!

The battle continued.

Inside the training ground, Suzuki appeared increasingly relaxed, each parry and block seeming natural and effortless.

Suzuki even positioned his twin swords in advance to be struck, and as if taking a stroll, he slowly moved forward, gradually forcing this master swordsman from the Land of Iron into a corner.

At this moment, Mifune's forehead was covered in cold sweat!

Wow, so fast! So strong!

What happened? Was I too tired from training before?

How could someone possess such rapid swordsmanship?

Mifune felt as if the sword in his hand was gradually bearing a tremendous weight, and each swing was utterly ridiculous!

At the same time, the pressure on Mifune was increasing. Even in the battles against the demigods of the ninja world in previous years, he had never felt so powerless!

As he retreated step by step, Mifune's body reached the corner of the wall.

Suzuki completely blocked out all the sunlight shining on him. At that moment, Mifune felt incredibly small, while the figure opposite him seemed infinitely tall!

"Bang!"

This wasn't the sound of swords clashing, but rather the sound of Mifune hitting the wall!

The next moment, Suzuki swung his twin swords out in an attack for the first time, with just one strike!

The flying slash tore through the air, and the wall collapsed with a crash!

The sword in Mifune's hand was instantly severed, leaving a cut more than ten meters long on the ground!

"Mr. Mifune, you have lost."

Suzuki looked at Mifune lying among the rubble and calmly recounted the results of the contest.

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The future general of the Iron Kingdom and leader of the samurai seemed to have encountered a raging storm, his eyes fixed on the knife marks on the ground.

Mifune was stunned by Suzuki's slash!

This is not chakra!

Mifune never sensed any trace of Suzuki using chakra during the match.

But

This strike, this slash that unleashed sword energy, comparable to an A-rank ninjutsu—how is that possible?

How could mere swordsmanship possibly achieve something like this?

"Lord Suzuki!!!"

Mifune suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Suzuki.

"I have lost, but could you please demonstrate that swordsmanship again? Mifune would be extremely grateful!"

Mifune raised his head, his eyes revealing an intense longing!

As a swordsman, as a swordsman who grew up in the Iron Country, a land where stubbornness and conservatism are the traditions.

Mifune had heard similar remarks countless times.

"I should learn ninjutsu instead. What's the point of practicing swordsmanship?"

"Huh? A swordsman? Don't be ridiculous. I think it's better to have a ninja do this mission."

"No matter how skilled you are with your sword, you still can't stop a ninja's ninjutsu, can you?"

"Wake up! This is the age of ninjas; swordsmen have long since disappeared!"

Yes, ninjas with chakra are always superior, and the power of their ninjutsu is unbelievably strong.

So, to what extent can swordsmen achieve with their swords?

Mifune is working hard and pursuing this goal.

For decades, he practiced diligently day and night, even dreaming in his sleep of paving a new path for swordsmen in the future.

However, he failed.

Without chakra, and without learning how to use chakra, Mifune felt that he probably wouldn't even be able to defeat a Chunin.

Even though no ninjutsu was used, how is swordsmanship, which is filled with chakra, any different from ninjutsu?

Is it a branch of ninjutsu, ninja swordsmanship?

However.

Suzuki's slash seemed to open up a whole new world for him.

That is the future of swordsmanship, the hope of swordsmen!

Mifune swore that he had never felt so shocked and excited in his life!

He gripped the broken sword tightly, waiting expectantly for Suzuki's reply.

"OK."

"Will Mr. Mifune keep his bet?"

Suzuki smiled gently and agreed to Mifune's request, reminding him to pay attention to the stakes.

"no problem!"

"As long as Lord Suzuki doesn't ask me to do anything immoral, Mifune will have no objections!"

If you lose, you must uphold your integrity.

Swordsman's pride and traditional upbringing led Mifune to place the broken sword earnestly against his chest and make a promise to Suzuki.

After all, doing missions is so common in this era. As long as it doesn't go against one's conscience, there's nothing wrong with it for the future of swordsmanship.

Upon hearing Mifune's answer, Suzuki stopped wasting words and immediately began the demonstration.

"There are swordsmen in the world who can't even cut a piece of paper, but those swordsmen, wielding the same knife, can cut through steel and other things."

As he spoke, Suzuki walked to a large tree in the training field and casually broke off a branch.

"Just like the same wooden sword, in the hands of different swordsmen, one can only play around like a child."

"And the other kind possesses the power to cut through steel!"

"This is the world's diversity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Suzuki's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he swung the branch in his hand at the tree in an incredible way!

"Click."

The big tree collapsed with a crash!

Its cut was incredibly smooth, as if it had been severed by some divine weapon.

However.

Suzuki was holding only a tree branch!

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Mifune stared blankly at the scene, unable to comprehend it.

Why could Suzuki so easily cut down a large tree using a branch broken off from the tree?

but

That's wonderful!

Tears inexplicably welled up in Mifune's eyes, gradually soaking his collar.

"This is cutting through iron, or you could call it the breath of all things."

Suzuki simply said this one sentence, and then fell silent.

The Iron-Cutting Technique is a swordsmanship that has been honed over thousands of years in the world of One Piece, and it has a complete lineage.

Just like physical skills and domineering aura, they can be cultivated. However, due to differences in talent and comprehension, many people get stuck at a bottleneck.

Swordsmanship in the ninja world, on the other hand, relies entirely on chakra for its development, making the two almost worlds apart.

One is mainstream, the other is a branch; naturally, the difference is significant.

Even Suzuki, whose strength was already formidable, only recently grasped the secret of cutting iron.

However, he couldn't possibly teach all of this to the future general of the Land of Iron right now.

"Okay, I have something else to do."

Suzuki immediately changed the subject, indicating that he was leaving.

"If Mr. Mifune is interested in this swordsmanship, you can take this and come to the Land of Waves to find me."

Then, Suzuki gently handed a Den Den Mushi to Mifune.

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Upon hearing Suzuki's words, Mifune quickly came to his senses.

He took the Den Den Mushi, a hint of doubt on his face:

"This is?"

Suzuki smiled gently and pointed to the top of the Den Den Mushi's shell:

"Just press that button."

"Also, remember to take good care of it like a pet."

As he spoke, Suzuki walked towards the exit of the mansion, politely offering his farewell greetings:

"Mr. Mifune, I look forward to seeing you again in the Land of Waves!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Suzuki's figure vanished from the courtyard in an instant, as if he had never been there at all.

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Mifune stared blankly at the Den Den Mushi, filled with regret over Suzuki's sudden appearance and disappearance.

Swordsmanship that can cut through iron, the breath of all things.

What kind of level of swordsmanship is that?

Mifune felt as if ants were crawling inside him, constantly driving him to search for Suzuki's figure.

"The Land of Waves."

Mifune held the broken sword, his eyes filled with determination!

(End of this chapter)