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

But Zuocun's current state is better than ever before!

With a swift strike, Samura managed to block Saito's attack.

"What?!" Saito's pupils contracted slightly.

*Ping!*

Samura's crane wings slashed towards Saito, who was forced to parry.

Suddenly, Zuo Cun sensed that something was wrong.

Saito in front of me seemed to be just a fleeting shadow.

"This is my swordsmanship."

Saito's voice came from behind Samura.

"The Sword—"

"invisible."

Zheng—

Samura felt as if Saito's blades were slashing at him from all directions.

"Is this your swordsmanship? Interesting! Interesting!" Zuocun laughed maniacally.

Ping ping ping ping ping—!!!

Zuocun's speed in wielding the crane wings had already become a complete blur.

puff-

Zuo Cun had a wound on his calf.

puff-

Zuocun has a wound on his left arm.

puff-

Zuo Cun had a wound on his forehead.

But even so.

Zuo Cun managed to protect his vital parts even through the gaps.

"Terrifying swordsmanship, you're truly something, Saito." A bright light gleamed in Samura's eyes.

Saito, panting heavily, asked incredulously, "You—how did you defend against that?"

Zuo Cun twirled his sword, a mad smirk playing on his lips: "It's just a swing of the blade."

He jumped up.

Saito became alert and drew his wakizashi from its sheath.

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Chapter 405 Are we too incompetent?

Ping Pong —

Zuocun leaped up and slashed again.

His left hand is already very weak, and he probably won't be able to use Tsuru anymore.

Saito parried Samura's sword strike, then pushed Samura backward with force. At the same time, he reversed his grip on the sword and slashed upward toward Samura's face.

Zuocun did not dodge; his unrestrained right hand instinctively slashed downwards.

puff-

Onishimaru Kunishige cut a gash in Samura's chest, while Tsurugi slashed deeply into Saito's shoulder.

The two people push each other away with their own strength.

Saito clutched his shoulder, staring incredulously at the standing Samura.

Why, why are you still standing like this even though you're covered in wounds?

Zuo Cun paid no attention to the wound on his chest and jumped up again.

Clang—Ping!

Taking advantage of Saito's momentary lapse in concentration, Samura used his injured left hand as a shield to break through Saito's defense.

Saito raised his katana high, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

puff-

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

Saito's face was slashed by Samura from the upper left to the lower right.

Saito quickly retreated, but Samura's speed was not slow at all.

What to do—this guy is as strong as a monster!

If he gets close to you—you'll definitely die!

Saito's heart pounded violently.

We need to find a way to break this deadlock!

—His knife!

Ignoring the sharpness, Saito threw down his own sword and reached out his left hand to grab the hilt of Tsurugi's sword!

Ignoring the pain from his cut hand, Saito simply raised his leg and kicked.

Zuocun was kicked in the chin, and his whole body was involuntarily lifted off the ground.

but--

Samura reacted quickly, releasing Tsurugi and sending himself flying even higher, his legs clamping Saito's head between them in mid-air.

"What?!" Saito was startled.

A backflip, hands touching the ground, legs pushing off the ground—

whoosh-

Saito was thrown out by Samura's legs!

Bang!

Saito's head slammed into the trunk of a tree, and he immediately lost consciousness, blood flowing down from his head.

Zuocun stood there, panting heavily.

He was covered in blood, and from his appearance, he was a blood-soaked man.

His vision was blurred, and he couldn't think straight anymore.

"Pfft—pfft!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted from Zuo Cun's mouth.

Zuocun knelt on one knee on the ground.

Okita Souji was hit on the back of the head, Nagakura Shinpachi was slashed with a deep wound that exposed bone, Harada Sanosuke's head hit a tree trunk, and Inoue Genzaburo and Saito Kazuya both fainted.

"...We won..."

thump.

Zuocun fell.

He had already reached his limit, and somehow he was able to hold on until now.

On a distant treetop, a small bird flaps its wings.

It landed on Zuo Cun, its blood-red eyes staring at the blood-red man.

What's striking is that this small bird, which looks like a crow, has three claws.

"Get out of here, get out of here, you remnants of the Age of Gods."

A male voice came from inside.

The little bird glanced back at the person who had come, a hint of doubt in its eyes, but it still flew away.

Ruslan arrived at the scene, leaning on crutches and limping.

He looked at Zuo Cun, who was lying on the ground, barely breathing and looking like he was about to die, and sighed.

"It's not time for you to leave yet, Lord Anno." With tears in his eyes, he managed to carry Zuo Cun on his back, protecting Zuo Cun with one hand to prevent him from falling off, and using his cane as a crutch, he walked back step by step.

"Your story...is not over yet."

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry to have let you live."

......

Just as Okada Izo, who had escaped the Shinsengumi's pursuit, and Yamanami Keisuke met up in Mibu Village and were tallying the casualties of their two teams, they received a message.

Zuocun was injured and is currently recuperating at the Luslan Medical Center in Mibu Village.

The two of them, along with Kanna, hurried towards the Luslan Medical Clinic.

Upon arriving at the Luslan Medical Center, what they saw was Zuocun lying on a hospital bed, his body covered in blood.

"Mr. Samurai!" Kanna, terrified, didn't care about getting her body stained with blood and ran over frantically, trying to hug Samurai.

But Luslan stopped him.

"...Dr. Ruslan?"

Luslan looked extremely tired.

“I’ve treated his wounds, so don’t touch him now.” Luslan was so tired that he could barely lift his eyelids. “You…you can help him wipe his body, he was seriously injured this time.”

"Ah, okay, okay."

Okada Izo walked in from the outer room, looking at Samura lying on the bed with a dim expression.