A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

That’s true. There will definitely be people walking on the main roads, so it’s difficult to avoid traffic jams.

They might be able to pass through the gaps between the cars, but the zombies in the gaps were also passing through them. After seeing the three people, they scrambled to cross the vehicles, climbing from one roof to another to come over here, while also dragging along those zombies that had not noticed.

He turned the horse's head in another direction and took a look at the situation behind him. The zombies along the way were still chasing them closely within their sight.

After thinking about it, he decided to leave the main road and go down to the river bank next to it. After going down to the river bank, the scenery changed.

This area is no longer full of concrete high-rise buildings, but rather ancient streets with wooden building structures and dark tiles on the roofs, creating an old path.

Looking across, the part of the river bank facing the water is covered with green moss, proving that the river bank also has its original style.

There is a row of maple trees planted on the river side, which will probably be covered with brown-red stone bricks in autumn, blending cleverly with the red-toned wooden house on the right.

The road was a bit narrow, and Uesugi Genshin frowned. Fortunately, there weren't many zombies. If there were only one or two...

As I was thinking about this, the sound of the helicopter, which had been obscured and gradually faded, became clear again as it flew over the river.

"Hold on tight." This is all I could say. "Hold on tight, don't fall!"

"How do I get over there?" Yuigahama Yui looked at a zombie not far in front of her. It was an elderly man. In this situation, she would probably be hit no matter how she got over there.

Uesugi Genshin urged his horse forward and said again, "Hold on tight, don't shake your body!"

Miura Yumiko put her bracelet back on, tightening it but keeping it subtle, "What are you going to do?"

There was no need for him to tell them what to do. The distance between them was getting closer and closer. When he was only one step away from the horse's head, he reined in the horse forcefully. He received instructions or avoided instinctively, and the black horse raised its hooves high.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Miura Yumiko felt the gravity that was about to cause her to fall, and in panic she also strangled the person in front of her. She could no longer maintain the subtlety, and now she just wanted it to be as tight as possible.

Quick! It's about to fall!

"Ah~" Yuigahama Yui's feelings were more intuitive. On a roller coaster, the people sitting in the front row are always the most tired, but it is not necessarily the case when riding a horse.

She seemed to be nestling in Uesugi Genshin's arms, her back pressed against his chest. After a brief, almost minute feeling of weightlessness, the sense of security of being caught made her a little dazed.

"what......"

The horse raised its front legs and dropped them very quickly, then stepped heavily on the zombie's body. With nearly a ton of weight and force, the crisp sound of broken bones could be heard.

Although the person on the horse was thrown down with her when she fell, Miura Yumiko hit the back of Uesugi Genshin, and the air in her lungs was squeezed out. Yuigahama Yui was about to fall forward, but was held by Uesugi Genshin.

The bodies of the three people inevitably slid some distance behind the horse. Even if he squeezed the horse's belly hard, he could only do so much.

As soon as he landed, Uesugi Genshin immediately drove the horse to lift its legs and continue walking. The horse took small steps and got off the "human"'s still moving body as if it didn't understand.

"There's more ahead!" Yumiko Miura felt that she was already sitting on the horse's butt, and if it happened again she would almost fall off.

"We won't go forward." After the horse went a short distance forward, it saw the road on the right, which was an ancient commercial street.

Are there any tourist attractions nearby?

With such doubts in mind, Uesugi Genshin immediately controlled the horse to change direction, avoiding another zombie blocking the road on the river embankment and the building with a shaking door.

The road is not wide, after all, every inch of land is valuable, and it is not too narrow either, probably enough to accommodate five people holding hands.

On both sides are shops selling snacks, tea and fruits, as well as some handicrafts. However, a stall in front of a store was overturned, and the ground was littered with scattered masks.

He continued forward along the path, being wary of the zombies coming out of the stores. The sound above his head never diminished, but when he passed by a store, Uesugi Genshin's eyes lit up.

He hurriedly stopped the horse, and the horse took small steps and stopped steadily.

"What, what happened?" Yuigahama Yui didn't look at the side, but just stared at the zombies running towards her and swallowed her saliva.

"Get down quickly." Before he could finish his words, he had already taken action. He first broke free from the hands that were holding him from behind, slid down from the horse's back, pushed himself on the ground with his hands, landed obediently, rolled on the ground, and then stood up.

"What's going on?" Miura Yumiko nearly fell off. She quickly held onto the empty horse's back and stared anxiously at the zombies running in front of her. "Are you not going to move on? Why did you stop? In front!"

"Go in, go into the store!" Uesugi Genshin pulled Yuigahama Yui down and held her with both hands until she stood firmly on her feet. Although she was also carried down, Miura Yumiko could not hide her fear.

After opening the shop door, Uesugi Genshin patted the horse's butt, and the horse was frightened and walked in, shaking its tail. After the horse went in, he hurriedly grabbed the hands of the two people next to him and pulled them in who were at a loss.

"Fly around this house." The female reporter patted the back seat, reminding the driver to keep an eye on the good guys.

In the store.

"This is..." After being pulled into the house, Miura Yumiko took a quick look at the shop. It was also a shop selling handicrafts, but it sold "practical" things.

One wall is covered with weapons, including neatly arranged katana, katana, and sickle spears with various types of gun tips.

The other wall was replaced by a tapestry with complex and colorful patterns. It was not the Japanese-style Nishijin weaving, and I couldn't tell if it was Persian. There was a wild boar head with its fangs exposed hanging on it. Was it real?

The wall opposite the door is blocked by a Ukiyo-e painting, showing a group of samurai surrounding a knight, and the signature in the upper right corner is the Battle of Okehazama.

In the front right corner of the store is a model of a man riding a horse, draped with large armor and horse armor that were only available during the Heian period. It is made of long strips of bamboo, leather, iron, etc. and painted.

While they were briefly admiring the layout of the store, Uesugi Genshin started throwing katanas out of the store. The wild swords were also thrown out randomly, as well as a jumonji gun.

Fearing of being hit, Miura Yumiko and Yuigahama Yui quickly dodged and opened the door.

"Help me pack these things." As he said this, he ran out holding a katana that was more than two feet long.

"How to fight..." Before Miura Yumiko could finish her sentence, he disappeared.

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"We can't hide in the store." The female reporter gritted her teeth as she watched a zombie rush into the store and was about to go to the back door to take a look.

Then the zombie was hit hard by the handle of the knife and knocked out of the store. Another zombie pounced on him from the side, just inches away.

Uesugi Genshin held the handle with his right hand to draw the sword, and held the scabbard with his left hand to speed up the drawing so that he could pull it out quickly.

The light of the long sword danced in the dazzling sunlight, and in an instant a head flew up. It was the Iai Slash.

"Unbelievable!" The female reporter patted the photographer's back excitedly. She was so excited that she forgot what to say.

"Ju" refers to the state of sitting upright, and "He" refers to suddenly attacking the enemy, so "Iai" is actually an emergency self-defense or sneak attack on the enemy, and it is natural to use it here.

The zombie fell to the ground in a slightly strange posture, as if it had fallen apart, with a pool of thick blood spreading under its body.

Uesugi Genshin leaned against the shop door, his whole body in a state of alert. He held the knife in both hands and waved it in the air a few times to get familiar with the weight of the knife.

The long-lost feeling of security holding the knife filled his heart. After all this time, he still hadn't forgotten the Shinto Munen-ryu's killing technique.

Groups of zombies attracted by the helicopter poured out from both ends of the street. This was probably most of the zombies in the vicinity. After their eyes fell on Uesugi Genshin, the only living person in their sight, they rushed towards the center one after another.

He closed the shop door and quickly charged towards the group of zombies on his left. Facing the zombies rushing towards him, he chopped them head-on with the knife in both hands, cutting off half of their bodies from the shoulders.

Uesugi Genshin slashed through the horde of zombies with his long sword, severing the collarbones and thoracic vertebrae of four or five zombies that followed. When the knife entered the flesh, it brought out a bead of blood that scattered in the air like mist.

A zombie grabbed him from the left, and he immediately turned to the right to dodge, and took advantage of the situation to grab the zombie and pin down its arm with his bent right leg. He put the blade against the back of his neck and pressed down, and the sharp blade cut his neck.

The zombies were just as he expected, killing them much faster than he could because they didn't just need to inflict wounds like humans did, but rather required more lethal injuries.

The horde of zombies was about to surround him, so he had to immediately adjust his stance and fight again. Uesugi Genshin gathered his strength and slashed down the zombies that were right in front of him. Then he used a wall walk to escape from the zombies' encirclement through the gap.

"Walk! Walk on the wall! It's so difficult, so unbelievable! Is this a movie? Is this a human being?" The female reporter could not help but complain, looking at the scene in front of her in shock. Not only her, but also the barrage on the website had the same reaction.

“The limits of human nature.”

"Modern swordsman!"

"Amazing!"

“Is this something a human can do?”

"It's not a human at all!"

"Who is this person?"

"Ancient swordsmanship?"

The zombies came one after another without giving Uesugi Genshin any chance to breathe. Even if they quickly went around to the back of the zombie group that was moving fast and disconnected from the rear, they turned around in just a moment.

He leaped forward and swung his knife diagonally at his back, pressing the knife to make the body fling away, then slashed with his right knife, which got stuck in the ribs. He quickly pulled it out and followed with a horizontal slash.

He was knocked to the ground and could hardly get up.

Facing the zombies rushing towards him, he sneered and charged forward, bumping into the arms of the first zombie, who was knocked flying.

Then he slashed left and right, sweeping away the zombies on both sides, stepped back and turned to avoid, just to leave room to swing the knife, and chopped head-on, this time hitting the head, and the entire skull was split open with a crisp sound.

Uesugi Genshin raised his head back, shook off the hair that was blocking his vision, rushed forward again to neutralize the zombie's attack, then immediately waved his palm to push away the zombie, and followed with a slash to cut off half of its arm.

He stepped to the right and stepped on the wooden wall, then used the wall to help him leap to the left. He slashed the zombie's chest with his sword, cutting open his clothes and the entire chest cavity.

He moved left and right in the horde of zombies, swinging his sword continuously, and had already killed his way through the horde of zombies.

When he returned to the door of the store, he slid down and knelt down, holding a new katana in his left hand.

He held the knife in his right hand and pushed back the zombies behind him. He kicked up his left leg and then turned the knife to the crook of his leg with his left hand. The sheath was clamped between his legs to fix it. Then he quickly drew the knife with his left hand and chopped the zombies in front of him. His movements were as smooth as flowing water.

"Two-sword style!" the female reporter exclaimed.

In front of the camera, he was seen holding two swords to his chest, in a double upper-section stance. At this moment, his cold eyes seemed to turn the murderous intent into substance and shot through to the end of the street.

Chapter 58: Life and Death at Your Will

"No way!!!"

"real or fake!"

"Is this a student? Where did this swordsman come from?"

"It's not just for show, is it?"

"It's an illusion. It's an illusion."

At this moment, no matter where the Japanese netizens were hiding, they all demonstrated their extremely fast hand speed and projected the shock in their hearts onto the screen.

Whether it was fake or an illusion would be revealed in the next second.

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With amazing momentum, Uesugi Genshin rushed forward with both weapons. He jumped up. Every movement and every step was instinctive. Every detail was honed, precise and deadly.

The knife in his right hand chopped down first, then he drew his knife, turned around, and chopped the zombie on the right with his left hand. The knife in his right hand also chopped to the right, knocking the zombie behind him away. His steps were steady, and the inertia of his body twisting made the straight stab extremely sharp, accurately hitting the enemy's sternum on the left, and the tip of the knife left a deep crack on the cervical vertebra.

The steps don't stop. Only by rushing forward can we avoid being surrounded by stagnation.

Three quick steps, the third step being the same one he had repeated countless times, taken firmly and powerfully with his left foot.

He twisted his upper body and swung the knife with great force, the blade slashing down, and then took a fourth step forward at the same pace.

The sharp blade was pulled out of the zombie's body, drawing a bright red line in the air.

At this time, any grappling skills are unnecessary, the zombies are like maggots and will get in no matter what. Although the physical skills of the legs are added, the blades keep spinning like a storm.

Every step he took looked extremely difficult, but his steps never stopped, and the dancing double blades were sure to cut off limbs and heads with every blow.

He turned around and slashed the zombie on the right, then stabbed forward with his left knife to push away the zombie in front of him, and twisted his waist and slashed the zombie's lower body with his right hand. Half of his leg was cut off, and he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

He stepped on its body, jumped forward quickly, chopped with both hands, and even broke the arms of a zombie. He kicked with his right foot, and the zombie was kicked several meters away due to the greatly reduced weight.

Before the zombies on both sides surrounded him, he ran quickly on the ground and escaped from the encirclement again without stopping at all. Even so, the speed at which the zombies came was still faster than the speed of being hacked and killed.

Dual wielding was the choice he made after careful consideration. He gave up effective attacks for the sake of safety. Effective against zombies means lethal, so there were broken arms and legs all over the ground, but the number of headless zombies was greatly reduced.

The moment he stopped, he chopped off the legs of the zombie that was blocking his way with his feet. Then he turned around and chopped down behind him with his right knife. With the crisp sound of the head, the blade broke. The modern alloy material finally couldn't withstand the high-intensity combat and was damaged. The blade fell to the ground spinning.

He stabbed the broken blade into the waist and abdomen of the zombie on the left, pushed it back hard, nailed it to the wooden wall, and drew the knife with his left hand.

Behead!

The head rolled to the ground, and blood gushed out from the severed head, staining the wooden wall red.

Without hesitation, he moved forward again to avoid the group of people chasing him closely from behind. He stabbed the sword into the body of the zombie at the door of the store, then rolled over and picked up a cross-shaped gun.

He waved the gun in front of his body, turned it a few times, and finally held it with both hands in the front of the gun body to make it easier to apply force. He spread his feet shoulder-width apart, moved the center of gravity of his body forward, and leaned his waist slightly forward.

"Masaga!" The female reporter looked at him in surprise again, "He can actually use a gun."

"The Sword Master hiding in Chiba?"

"There are no bones in the world!"

"Whose general is this? Tell me your name!"

"This is just a nobody from Sobu High School."

"What is Sobu High School?"

"Is it at Sobu High School?"

"Sobu High School seems to be in Chiba."