The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"That symbolizes their original identities," Aoi said as she adjusted her hair, "It allows them to fight in their original identities."

Perlis didn't say anything, just stared at Kitagawa Kazuhiro. He had one hand on the hilt of his samurai sword, looking calm and composed, without any fear.

At this time, several thunderous gong and drum sounds came from the high platform——

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Hearing this voice, all the onlookers fell silent and just looked quietly at the mortals with different expressions in the ring.

When the gongs and drums gradually died down, a figure wearing a black robe and a mask stood up from the high platform, knocked the sacrificial staff in his hand, and shouted in a loud voice:

"Sinner, use your remaining body to offer a sacrifice to the sea (Dila language)!"

"May your souls rest in peace under the ocean currents, and may your regrets turn into thunder that resounds through the sky, and after this sound, it will never sound again (Dira's words)!"

As he spoke, he raised the sacrificial staff high up, and as it dropped, he issued a declaration that sounded almost like a roar:

"Sacrifice to the sea (Dila language)!"

"Boom!"

When this voice came out, almost all the sinners were stunned for a few seconds, seemingly not knowing what was going on.

Then, a scream ended the silence—

"Ahhhhh!!"

Perlis glanced around and immediately saw a criminal twitching and falling down. In front of him was the [Golden Handsome Man] Kitagawa Kazuhiro, with his sword already unsheathed.

The smile on his face remained the same, but his eyes, which had been narrowed slightly, opened a little, and a fierce light flashed in them:

"Give me your soul (in Dila)."

After the first splash of blood hit the ground of the ring, even the most sluggish of the sinners began to move, roaring and shouting, and using the weapons in their hands to attack the nearest person.

The entire arena soon turned into a horrific sacrificial site, as if everything had returned to another era.

At this moment, the ancient city of Dila made Perlis truly feel the "ancient" atmosphere.

This horrible custom... is exactly the same as the "Asura Field" created by that idiot Leon Kelast... Even Perlis felt a little uncomfortable at this moment.

However, when she looked around, she found a phenomenon that was completely different from La Vatino:

No Dila people were cheering.

Most of them stared at the criminals. Those near the front row had gloomy faces, and some even had bloodshot eyes, which was very creepy.

Why is this happening...? As Perlis was wondering, she heard a series of screams -

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

She turned her head and found that it was [Golden Beautiful Man] Kitagawa Kazuhiro. He was running very fast on the ring with a very low posture, and his sharp sword kept cutting the bodies of other criminals like cutting watermelons.

Even those criminals who looked the strongest and fiercest could not survive for more than a second in front of him. He just kept smiling as he sheathed and drew his knife, as precise as an anatomist, leaving no scars other than fatal ones.

"..."

Before long, less than half of the criminals were left on the ring. Most of them were killed by [Golden Beauty] Kitagawa Kazuhiro. His face was already stained with blood, but his smile was still like a mask, with no intention of fading.

He had never shown this kind of swordsmanship before...Looking at Kitagawa Kazuhiro's figure, Perlis suddenly realized something——

——That guy deliberately lost to Furukawa Wataru in the naval battle before!

Perhaps his real purpose was to come here, to the "Sinner Sacrifice"!

......

6) Sea Festival (Part 11)

As the fight on the ring drew to a close, everyone's attention was focused on Kim Mi-nam. He kept striking with his sword in an elegant manner, using only one move, the Iai Slash, at an incredibly fast speed, and each time it was fatal.

Seeing the situation change, the criminals gradually began to unite to deal with him, but they were still at a disadvantage. Soon, there was only one criminal left on the field, confronting Kitagawa Kazuhiro.

"..."

In the center of blood and body parts, Kitagawa Kazuhiro smiled as he sheathed his sword and bowed politely to the last sinner.

His smile never changed, like a mask embedded in his face.

"Sure enough..." Looking at Kitagawa Kazuhiro's posture, Aoi murmured in a low voice, "He is also the apprentice of that teacher."

"That teacher?" Perlis was a little confused.

"Yes," Aoi nodded, her eyes fixed on the two people in the confrontation, "Kitagawa Kazuhiro uses a lost style of martial arts. Its main characteristics are that he always smiles and walks leisurely, but he can always kill the enemy with a single accurate strike."

"That style is called [Smiling Face Style], and it can be traced back to a legendary swordsman, but the original scripture has been basically lost nowadays..."

"The legendary sword master?" Subconsciously, Perlis wanted to ask this question, "What is the name of that sword master?"

Hearing Perlis's question, Aoi paused for a few seconds, her brown eyes flashing with thought.

After a while, she spoke softly:

"He is called the Sword Buried, but no one knows his name."

This name... always feels familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere before? Perlis searched her mind briefly, but could only feel a vague impression, but could not trace its source.

At this moment, on the ring, the sinner holding two swords stared fiercely at the smiling Kitagawa Kazuhiro, his hands trembling.

Kitagawa Kazuhiro looked very relaxed, with his right hand resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist, as if he was just a passerby:

"Will you launch an attack?" Kitagawa Kazuhiro said in a slightly charming male voice, "Or will you stand there and wait for the sun to set?"

“Shut up, you damn sissy!” the sinner yelled, then rushed forward, “Uh ah ah ah!”

"bass--"

The knife flashed, and Perlis only saw a flash of white light, and Kitagawa Kazuhiro's knife had already slashed out.

In an instant, the criminal's arms were broken at the same time, blood gushed out, and he screamed:

"Uhhhhhh!!"

The criminal knelt on the ground, and Kitagawa Kazuhiro walked up to him as if no one was around and gently swung the sword in his hand.

A head rose up in another bright red, stayed under the scorching sun for a few seconds, and then rolled to the ground.

"Huh...thank you for the hospitality (Dila)..."

[Kim Beautiful Man] Kitagawa Kazuhiro's smile remained normal. He looked around at the audience, then put his sword back at his waist and opened his arms:

"How about it? You have the true king's attendants standing before you, why not greet them with some cheers?"

For a moment, no one in the crowd spoke. It seemed that no one knew who Kitagawa Kazuhiro was, until the whisper gradually spread from nowhere:

"That's [Jin Meinan], the traitor's attendant..."

"The subordinates of the King of the Islands..."

"...He is a sinner..."

Amid the whispers, Kitagawa Kazuhiro's expression did not distort at all; he just smiled as usual.

He tore off a tattered coat from the corpse on the ground, put it on his bloody body, and said with a smile:

"As you can see, I stand here, representing the will of the King of the Isles, the true king of Dila (Dila language)."

As he said this, he turned around and faced the [Cang Huang] on the high platform:

"He is far more noble than your fake king," Kitagawa Kazuhiro said softly, "your fake king has been avoiding direct confrontation since the beginning of the Oira War, allowing the northern barbarians to occupy the land of Akihara, causing refugees to be displaced, and causing the samurai to sacrifice in vain..."

"That is a cowardly act. The Ogi people should rush to the battlefield of Akihara and fight against the iron barbarians in the name of samurai!" Although Kitagawa Kazuhiro's voice was soft, everyone in the square could clearly hear every word he uttered. "Your fake king is hiding on the island, holding a party, entertaining in the name of sacrifice, retreating in the name of entertainment, just like in the [College War] seventeen years ago... He will eventually fail..."

For a moment, Kitagawa Kazuhiro's smile disappeared, but it was only for a moment.

The next second, he drew out the sword from his waist, pointed it at the [Cang Huang] on the platform, and said softly:

"In the name of the warrior of the King of the Isles, I challenge you to a duel. The stakes are your throne."

"If you still regard Bushido as your bottom line, face me (Dira's language)."

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire central square fell silent, and everyone fell silent.

They all recalled the artillery fire from the Autumn Plains and the steel torrent that trampled the land of Dila. Even though the Dila people had always believed in [Canghuang] as if he were a god, their faith was shaken at this moment.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the emperor in a high position, waiting for his reply.

So that's it... This is the purpose of [Kim Beautiful]... Looking at Kazuhiro Kitagawa pointing his sword at [Cang Huang] in the center of the venue, Perlis's heart suddenly became clear.

If [Cang Huang] accepted the challenge, he would have the opportunity to use his superb "Smiling Face Like Flower Flow" to kill Cang Huang's warriors and allow [King of the Islands] to gain the legitimate claim to the throne.

And if [Cang Huang] does not accept the challenge, or does not keep his promise after being defeated, it will be in line with what Kitagawa Kazuhiro said, and the prestige of [Cang Huang] will plummet.

Using external conflicts to intensify internal conflicts...Perlis looked at the mask with divine patterns of [Canghuang] and suddenly felt the terrifying layout of the [King of the Islands] in the undercurrent of the Dead Snake Bay.

"..."

[Cang Huang] on the high platform was silent for a few seconds. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, that being knocked on the edge of the throne.

At this moment, a figure jumped high and landed on the stage——

【Hammerhead Shark】Furukawato.

After landing, he straightened up. His body in red samurai armor was tall and straight. His algae green eyes stared at Kitagawa Kazuhiro, his stern and deep face motionless.

Seeing this, [Kim Mi-nam] chuckled, shook his head, put the sword back into the scabbard silently, and put his hand on the hilt. He looked at Furukawa Watari's face and said softly:

"Old man, you know I won't lose to you a second time (Dila language)."

Furukawa Wataru didn't say anything. He grabbed the handle of the knife on his back with one hand, then pulled out the six-foot-long wild sword and pointed it at [Kim Mi-nam].

"I flow, following my heart (Di La language)," Furukawa Watari said hoarsely and lowly, "Today, I have the honor to learn from the residual soul of the sword saint (Di La language)."

On the ring, the two kings' warriors faced each other in silence. The sun was scorching overhead, but the air was as frozen as ice.

......

6) The Sea Festival (Part 12) -Added-

Looking at Furukawa Wataru's rough nodachi, Perlis felt a little uneasy for the first time.

Although Furukawa Wataru had always been very powerful in the battle, he did not seem to have the upper hand against the so-called "Smiling Flow".

"Captain Furukawa..." Aoi said softly, with worry in her eyes, "It feels very dangerous..."

Perlis completely understood Aoi's concerns: after all, this was a true samurai duel, and no outsiders were allowed to interfere.

But the sword has been drawn, and now that things have been pushed to this point, there must be an ending.

"..."

Under the scorching sun, the blood on the ground gradually dried up and became sticky. Kitagawa Kazuhiro and Kim Mi-nam remained motionless on the ring, neither of them spoke, and neither of them made a move.

They just stood facing each other like this, without even the slightest movement of their bodies, like two stone statues under the scorching sun.

Although the audience in the square dared not to make a sound, they also revealed some doubts at this time. The battle just now was clearly in full swing, so why did it become a stalemate now?

But Perlis knew the reason: as warriors, they were more interested in killing with one blow in battle, and between powerful warriors, victory or defeat was often decided by a few moves.

This is different from Perlis's aggressive fighting style, it is more restrained and restrained, but also more deadly.

"..."

After a few more minutes, the two men on the ring were still facing each other and did not move.

A sea of ​​people surrounded the two people in the venue, but they were oblivious to the people around them and only had eyes for each other.

Suddenly, Furukawa heard a light sound in the distance.

"Clap."

Something had fallen to the ground, and it stood out so clearly against the tide of people, like a streak of darkness in pure daylight.

Kitagawa Kazuhiro also noticed this, and at this moment, the two warriors took action at the same time -

"Om-"

Furukawa Wataru took a step forward and swung forward fiercely. The six-foot long sword made an explosive sound as it cut through the air, accompanied by a strong airflow.

Seeing this, Kitagawa Kazuhiro lifted up the rags on his body and flashed -

"Click——"