Tokyo Knights: The Odd Jobs X Files

A slight smile appeared on Li Xin's lips.

Meeting such a helpful old man in a foreign land was one of the greatest fortunes of his trip to Japan.

After a pause, Li Xin continued, "After our fight, I asked Master Yuanzhai for information about you. He told me about the deeds of the descendants of the Famous Sword Manor. So I felt that I should help you."

"help me?"

Yi Tianxun was puzzled, and then Li Xin continued, "There's still some time before the next match, come with me."

After saying that, he walked towards a certain place.

Having been out in the world for many years, Yi Tianxun was no longer the kind of person who would easily trust others. However, when faced with Li Xin, who openly exposed his back, he hesitated for a moment but still chose to follow.

Upon arriving at a lounge, Li Xin pulled back a cloth to reveal the white jade sword and the glass sword on the table. He said to Yi Tianxun, "These are the white jade sword and the glass sword. I'm returning them to you now. However, the Purple Lightning Sword is a prize from the competition, so I can't give it to you. You'll have to rely on your own strength to obtain it."

Looking at the two precious swords on the table, Yi Tianxun could not hide his excitement.

White Jade, Glazed Glass... two of the eight treasured swords of Famous Sword Manor, both extremely powerful swords. Those who possess them can greatly enhance their strength, and for Famous Sword Manor, they represent a thousand years of glory and history.

However, even though the two swords were right in front of him with no obstruction in between, Yi Tianxun did not touch them.

He covered the two swords again with the cloth that Li Xin had just lifted, and then said, "I'll leave these two swords with you for now. I'll take them with the Purple Lightning Sword after the swordsmanship competition."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Watching Yi Tianxun's departing figure, Li Xin was puzzled: "That's inexplicable."

"It's clear that he's a very proud person and unwilling to accept favors from others so easily."

Tears appeared in the next life.

"Hmm... Are you proud?"

Li Xin shook his head slightly and said, "But I think it's better to be practical in life."

With two family heirloom swords right in front of him, it's not like he can steal or rob them. He can just take them back. He can keep the kindness in his heart and repay it when he needs it in the future. Why make things so complicated?

Lai Sheng Lei smiled and said, "Well, although I think so too, we should still respect other people's insistence, right?"

Li Xin thought for a moment and nodded, "That's true."

Everyone has their own principles. The village chief and Secretary Wang often argue, so Li Xin couldn't really say who was right or wrong. He just felt that what they both said made a lot of sense.

The competition continued. Although there were hundreds of participants, the elimination rounds were completed in just one morning because eight groups of matches were held simultaneously and each match lasted no more than three minutes.

Eight contestants emerged from the elimination rounds, and Li Xin and Yi Tianxun were naturally among them. Besides Li Xin and Yi Tianxun…

"Iron Sword, you actually came to participate in this competition too!"

When Onimaru Takeshi, who had qualified for the official tournament, was drawing lots to arrange his group, he discovered his nemesis Tetsuken, who had also qualified for the official tournament. He immediately became excited. If his sister hadn't been holding him back, he probably would have had a big battle with Tetsuken before the match even started.

"Yo, Onimaru, long time no see! How have you been?"

Iron Sword, acting as if he were very familiar with Onimaru Takeshi, greeted him.

"I'm perfectly fine without you!"

Onimaru said loudly.

Seeing that Onimaru Takeshi and Tetsuken were arguing fiercely, the competition staff who were in charge of the draw had to speak up to stop them, saying, "Both of you, please keep quiet, or you will be disqualified from the competition."

Onimaru Takeshi had no choice but to give up. Seeing that Onimaru dared not make any rash moves, Tetsuken became smug and made a series of faces at Onimaru Takeshi, which made Onimaru Takeshi so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Be patient, and when the match begins, I'll smash the head of the iron sword!

Onimaru's forehead veins throbbed, eagerly awaiting the afternoon's match to teach Tetsuken a lesson.

Following the instructions of the competition staff, the eight contestants in the official competition began to draw lots to form groups. Li Xin and Yi Tianxun drew number one and number eight respectively, which meant that if the two were to fight, they could only do so in the finals. This was actually arranged by Lai Shenglei.

Well, as the organizer of a major competition, it's normal to do some behind-the-scenes maneuvering, right?

Iron Sword and Onimaru drew numbers seven and two respectively, meaning they would only meet in the finals. However, neither of them cared, believing that if they were facing each other, they would definitely make it to the finals.

Aoyama Tsuruko, who also easily qualified for the official competition, looked at her own number, number three, and then looked at the player who drew number four, a seemingly ordinary young man, who still maintained a smile on his face, but was somewhat wary in his heart.

This guy gives off a dangerous vibe, and his aura seems somewhat familiar. Is he from "over there"?

"I think to myself," said Aoyama Tsuruko.

However, besides that young man, what caught Aoyama Tsuruko's attention even more was a contestant wearing a Sha Wujing mask, with a gourd of wine hanging from his waist. He reeked of alcohol and walked with a swaying gait, as if he were drunk.

During the elimination rounds, this drunken contestant almost always defeated his opponents instantly. And whether it was just his imagination or not, the opponents he was assigned to were all much stronger than the others. Among them were a few whom Aoyama Tsuruko recognized as top masters among the younger generation of Japanese martial arts. In the end, he lost to them all.

This guy's strength is unfathomable. Could he be an old monster in disguise?

Aoyama Tsuruko wondered, but then thought, it's just the Purple Lightning Sword, it shouldn't be that serious, right?

"The competition starts at 2 PM. All contestants must be back at the competition venue on time, or they will be eliminated."

After the draw, the competition staff addressed the eight contestants who would be participating in the official competition.

"Alright, by the way, didn't you say you'd provide lunch for the competition? Hurry up and serve the food! Otherwise, I'll tell everyone that you're deliberately starving the competitors to try and rig the competition!"

As soon as the group draw was over, Tie Jian jumped onto the table and started shouting.

The staff had no choice but to arrange for someone to take the contestants to have a meal first.

"I don't need to. I'm not used to eating out. I'll take care of lunch myself."

The unremarkable young man who was Aoyama Tsuruko's rival raised his hand.

The staff member hesitated for a moment, then could only remind him, "Okay, no problem, this contestant can arrange his own meal, but please be careful not to be late."

"no problem."

The young man waved the number plate in his hand and then walked out.

As he walked down the corridor, the young man began to mutter to himself, his voice growing older than before: "Well, it's all Tsukamoto's fault for being so incompetent. I had to do it myself. Honestly, if it weren't for the recent tight security and the 'Four Gates' specifically instructing us not to cause any trouble, I would have loved to storm into the organizers' place, snatch the stuff, and run away."

The young man was indignant, and his murderous intent began to flash. Just as he was thinking about going outside to kill someone to relax, he suddenly felt someone pat his shoulder. He subconsciously turned around and a wine gourd was imprinted on his face, sending him flying far away. He crashed into the wall and lay motionless, and it was unclear whether he had passed out or not.

The contestant wearing the Sha Wujing mask took the gourd back from the man's face, uncorked it, lifted the mask slightly, revealing a large white beard.

He took a small sip of wine and said quietly, "Really, why the murderous aura? I was planning to deal with you later! How did a single Purple Lightning Sword manage to blast out so many demons and monsters? Is this to help this old man cool off from his drunken stupor?"

Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Three Strong

The sword fighting competition officially began, but one contestant was nowhere to be seen. The host had to rely on the sound system to make his voice carry throughout the entire stadium.

"Contestant number four? Contestant number four, please attend! Contestant number four, please attend! The official competition is about to begin. Contestant number four, please arrive at the competition venue immediately to participate in the competition. Otherwise, you will be considered to have forfeited!"

"To reiterate, contestant number four, please arrive at the competition venue immediately..."

After calling out the names several times, contestant number four still did not appear. Helpless, the host had to announce the disqualification of contestant number four and at the same time announce that contestant number three, Aoyama Tsuruko, had successfully advanced.

"You've advanced already?"

Although Aoyama Tsuruko was quite happy to be able to fight one less match, the problem was that the sudden disappearance of an opponent she felt threatened by left Aoyama Tsuruko with some unspeakable implications.

She turned her gaze to contestant number five, who appeared to be dozing off.

Could it be him?

If Aoyama Tsuruko were to choose the most unfathomable person among all the contestants in the official competition, she would definitely choose contestant number five. If anyone could make contestant number four disappear, it would absolutely be contestant number five.

"Although contestant number four is absent, the competition must continue. Next, please welcome contestants number one and number two to the stage."

Upon hearing the host's call, Li Xin picked up his wooden sword and walked towards the arena. Lai Sheng Ai, disguised as a staff member, waved her fist at Li Xin and said, "Brother Xin, good luck!"

Li Xin smiled and nodded as he arrived at the arena. After a brief exchange of greetings, Li Xin and contestant number two, Onimaru Takeshi, stood five meters apart, holding their wooden swords and waiting for the referee to announce the start of the match.

Onimaru Takeshi was a very fierce-looking boy, but despite his fierce expression, Li Xin did not sense any malice from him. This expression was entirely due to his innate talent.

Looking at this fierce-looking boy who practically had "I'm a villain" written on his forehead, Li Xin felt quite envious.

When he first came to Japan, Crocodile Man kept making him wear sunglasses because he didn't look intimidating. If he had a "talent" like Onimaru Takeshi, why would he need to wear sunglasses?

As the referee was still reading the countdown, Onimaru Takeshi's sister shouted at him, "Takeshi! Watch out!"

Onimaru Takeshi smiled, intending to reassure his sister that he wouldn't lose, when he heard her continue, "Don't hurt that gentleman over there!"

Onimaru suddenly slipped and almost fell.

Sister, I'm your own brother! When I'm competing against someone, you don't cheer for me, but you're concerned about my opponent instead?

Onimaru felt like his heart was about to break.

Just then, the referee's countdown ended, and Li Xin sprinted towards Onimaru Takeshi, kicking him directly out of the field.

"The match is over! Player number one has won!"

The host quickly announced Li Xin's victory.

The audience members were stunned for a moment, then someone whispered, "This is a swordsmanship competition, is kicking...is that even allowed?"

Upon hearing the doubts, someone immediately jumped out to refute: "Of course! Didn't you hear this is an unrestricted swordsmanship competition? Forget about the kind of kendo you see in competitions, this is how unrestricted swordsmanship should be! Don't you know that in those practical kendo styles, there are still moves like spitting, kicking the groin, shoving sand, pulling hair, and kicking the leg bone, so it's perfectly fine for contestant number one to defeat his opponent like this!"

Immediately, more than half of the audience applauded, agreeing with the man's statement.

Yes, the audience was all female.

Kicking off the field, Onimaru Takeshi scrambled to his feet. As Onimaru Takeshi's nemesis, Tetsuken naturally wouldn't miss this golden opportunity to humiliate him. He immediately approached Onimaru Takeshi with an irritating smile and said, "Onimaru, you said you were going to beat me, but you didn't even make it past the first round, let alone the finals. Getting eliminated in the first round is quite interesting, isn't it?"

Onimaru clutched his stomach, ignoring Tesshin's smug face, and stared intently at Li Xin, who was still in the arena.

This guy is amazing!

Although Li Xin's move just now had the suspicion of taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, the problem is that Li Xin actually waited until the referee's countdown ended before quickly crossing five meters to deliver the kick to Onimaru Takeshi. Onimaru Takeshi admitted that he couldn't do that kind of speed, and even if he was on high alert, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand that move. Therefore, Onimaru Takeshi accepted his defeat.

Well, as long as the opponent didn't win by some underhanded means, Onimaru Takeshi will accept it. What he won't accept is that bastard who won by some despicable means!

Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered when fighting Iron Sword in the past, Onimaru's anger flared up instantly, and he picked up his wooden sword and charged at Iron Sword.

"Iron Sword, you bastard, die!"

"Hehehe! You can't hit me!"

While Onimaru was chasing after Tetsuken, he skipped over contestants number three and four and arrived at the match between contestants number five and six.

Just as the referee was about to announce the start of the match, contestant number five suddenly raised his hand and said, "Wait, I forfeit."

"what?"

The referee paused for a moment, then contestant number five said, "The weather is a bit gloomy, looks like it's going to rain. I need to go home and collect my blankets. That's all for now, goodbye!"

After saying that, contestant number five actually left, leaving contestant number six alone on the field, lost in thought.

Because contestant number five withdrew, the referee had no choice but to declare contestant number six the winner and advance to the next round.

Contestant number six scratched the back of his head, looking on in disbelief. He had won just like that?

He had watched the matches of player number five and knew how formidable player number five was. He originally thought that he would be eliminated in the first round if he faced player number five, but who knew that he would win such a victory for free.

Seeing that the match was over, Tetsuken quickly called out to Onimaru, "Onimaru, stop fooling around. It's my turn to compete soon. Once I win, I'll play with you slowly with my new sword!"

Who the hell is messing with you? You're the one messing with me!

Onimaru was frustrated, but he was an upright man and knew the sacredness of the competition. Even though he hated Tetsuken to the core, he would not interfere with the sacred competition and could only let Tetsuken leave.

As he stepped onto the arena, Tie Jian, carrying his wooden sword, waved to the audience, quickly eliciting enthusiastic cheers.

Iron Sword hadn't expected to be so popular. He chuckled and wiped his nose, about to make a victory announcement, when he heard the cheering girls in the audience scream, "Wow, so cool!"

"Look here, look here!"

"Contestant number eight, could you please leave your name? And your phone number would be great too! Please!"

"Can we go on a date after the game? I'll pay for the hotel!"

If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad. But Tie Jian noticed that in the audience, a cute girl with a high ponytail was also looking at contestant number eight with a shy expression, which made Tie Jian a little uncomfortable.

Raylia, you actually...

Tie Jian's smile froze, then slowly faded. Finally, he gripped the wooden sword tightly in his hand and pointed it at contestant number eight, Yi Tianxun, who was walking onto the arena, saying, "Very good. I haven't wanted to defeat an opponent this much in a long time."

Yi Tianxun looked at Tie Jian, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old and not yet an adult, and said to him, "I don't want to bully a child. You can go down by yourself."

"Wow, how kind-hearted!"

"Oh no, I'm infatuated with him again."

"He's so handsome, it's unbearable!"

Hearing the shallow shouts of the girls in the audience, Tie Jian sneered: "Hmph, I think you're just afraid of losing to a kid like me, that's why you're saying that, right?"

Yi Tianxun shook his head slightly, then said to the referee, "Please announce the start of the match."