In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Serizawa Kamo's strength should not be underestimated.

Zuocun felt it from the very first strike.

Zuo Cun was already quite strong. Before he cleaved the house-sized rock, he used it to push and roll around to train his strength.

However, despite his strength, Samura was subtly suppressed by Serizawa Kamo.

"The essence of Shinto Munen-ryu is power!" Serizawa Kamo exerted force, suppressing Samura.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zuo Cun hurriedly released his strength, jumped up on the spot, and lightly leaped backward.

The Shinto Munen-ryu school excels in strength, which inevitably means sacrificing some agility and speed.

Zuocun holds the sword in one hand, holding it straight up so that it's almost in a straight line with his arm.

Among all birds, I am a bird.

The knife is like wings.

With a powerful leap, Zuo Cun jumped into the air.

Serizawa Kamo looked at Samura, who had jumped up, with an interested expression.

"Interesting swordsmanship!" Serizawa held his sword with both hands, pointing it towards Samura.

Zuo Cun, expressionless, descended with his sword.

Ping!

Serizawa Kamo smiled.

Sure enough, he jumped down. Me—wait?

The power of the slash from the left was not great, but as soon as it touched the ground, after a quick contact with Serizawa, he jumped up again using the force of Serizawa's counterattack.

Then, after making an extremely bizarre move in mid-air, it slashed at Serizawa Kamo again!

Ping!

Serizawa Kamo was knocked back two steps.

Zuocun smiled.

With each fall and leap, he increased the force he used.

Serizawa also realized that something was wrong.

"Interesting, interesting!" Serizawa laughed loudly, his eyes wide open, his face like a demon.

Just then, a group of children gathered at the entrance of Mibu Temple.

"Huh? That's Mr. Serizawa?"

"Mr. Serizawa seems to be dueling with another swordsman!"

"Another swordsman? Mr. Niimi?"

"It doesn't seem like it, it's a skinny guy..."

Nishiki Shinmi stood silently beside the children.

Serizawa Kamo didn't notice the children; the veins on his arms were bulging, and his already thick arms looked like they were about to burst open.

"Let me show you my full power, Samura!" Serizawa blocked Samura's slash and laughed heartily.

"Hmm." Zuocun changed his stance in mid-air, now holding the sword with both hands, and looked at Serizawa Kamo below with a smile. "In return, I will also use my full strength."

"Oh my gosh! I'm getting excited!" Serizawa stomped his foot, pulled the knife back, and took a deep breath.

Zuocun, also in the sky, squinted slightly.

"Shinto--"

"New Feather Wheel—"

Serizawa leaped up, and Samura landed.

Two sharp blades gleamed with a cold light.

One move decides the outcome!

"Five cycles of reincarnation!!!"

"Fallen Wings!!!"

The blades of the two knives collided with terrifying force.

A flash of fire, like a thunderclap, startled the children watching.

When they came to their senses, they found that the two had already separated.

Zuo Cun gripped the knife and swallowed hard.

Serizawa stared blankly at the sword in his hand.

The two exchanged a glance, smiled, and simultaneously sheathed their swords again.

"A draw." Zuo Cun's voice was utterly calm.

"Okay." Serizawa smiled.

The two exchanged fist bumps.

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Chapter 291 The Fourth Generation Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu

"Serizawa-kun, what is the level of my swordsmanship?" Samura asked, examining his katana with a slight frown.

The katana I bought just before setting off is already somewhat dull.

It's not a quality issue with the katana; the quality of the katana is definitely within acceptable limits.

However, Samura's use of the sword... was too forceful.

Serizawa Kamo's katana was clearly of extremely high quality, but in the recent match, Samura used this ordinary katana to fight Serizawa head-on.

The results speak for themselves.

"Samura, your strength is quite impressive, at least among the people I've met." Serizawa laughed heartily. "Ah, the children are here."

A group of children ran over, with Shinmi Nishiki following behind, a faint smile on his face.

He is not a talkative person.

"Mr. Serizawa was so handsome just now!"

"The other samurai is so handsome too!"

The children were always full of energy, chattering away, looking at Serizawa Kamo and Samura Anno with admiration.

Samura and Serizawa exchanged a glance.

Is it really possible that children find the fighting between samurai to be cool...?

I don't know whether to call it tragic or fortunate.

Serizawa Kamo revealed a gentle smile that was completely out of character for him.

What would you like me to draw today?

"I want to see a drawing of what another samurai looks like!"

"I want to too! I want to too!"

"I still want to see Mr. Serizawa draw himself..."

Serizawa Kamo smiled, pulled out a board from somewhere, and started drawing on it.

Samura sat behind Serizawa Kamo, watching this scene with a smile.

"You didn't expect that, did you? Kamo has this side to him." Nishiki Shinmi sat down next to Samura and said with a smile.

“Indeed.” Samura watched Serizawa Kamo playing with the children and smiled knowingly. “Serizawa-kun really is someone whose appearance doesn’t tell you anything.”

"He is a warm-hearted person."

"I can tell."

"Too enthusiastic to the point of being aloof." Shinji Nishiki was in a bad mood.

Zuocun didn't respond; he could tell that Shinmi Nishiki seemed to want to say something to him.

“In the Shinto Munen-ryu school, Serizawa has a very good personality and is very enthusiastic. Apart from being a bit scary-looking, he has almost no flaws.” Niimi Nishiki said with his head down, “In the dojo, it was Serizawa who forced me to be his friend.”

“I am very grateful to him. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have any friends at all.”

"But... Serizawa has a problem."

"He is impulsive and easily agitated."

"In addition to possessing these qualities, he is also very proactive and enthusiastic."

"This kind of personality leads to..."

Zuo Cun sighed, "Ah... I can imagine that scene now."

Shinji Nishiki also sighed.

He shook his head and continued, "He left the Shinto Munen-ryu dojo. He was my only friend, so I left with him. We became ronin, wandering around Edo and Kyoto, looking for things to do."

"Mr. Serizawa guided me to find my own path, but I haven't found my own yet?" Samura looked at the broad back and the children playing.

"I hope that you... can also find your own path."

"Thank you." Shinji Nishiki smiled and nodded. "Actually, I've always felt that a person only has one life, so I think I should do something that I find interesting and worthwhile from the bottom of my heart. Otherwise, I'll die with regrets."

“Serizawa thinks the same way I do.”

"This is what you call like-minded friends, right?" Zuo Cun patted Niimi Nishiki's broad arm and grinned, showing his teeth. "I really envy you guys."

"What are your plans for the future, Mr. Samura? Where would you like to go next?"

“Satsuma Domain? Choshu Domain? Tosa Domain?” Samura’s tone was uncertain, but his face was beaming with a smile. “Who knows where I’m headed? I just need to go and see until I know what I should do.”

He kept wiping his katana with the corner of his clothes.