"Haha...hahahahahaha!"

Suhara Yixin suddenly covered half of her face and began to laugh wildly.

Evil, arrogant, arrogant, and seemed to all the collapsed shrine ruins around him began to break and twist under his unruly movements, and flew towards the sky.

The sky was dark, the void shattered, and the whole world was shaking for his crazy laughter.

It's like... the end of the world is coming...

.........

————Of course, this is the scene that the uncle thought he was in his mind.

In reality, there is still a peaceful green pine forest around. Apart from the chirping of summer cicadas, there are only his embarrassing laughter and words.

After Uncle Suhara laughed wildly, he kept talking about something like "The highest and strongest unintentional sword saint is very optimistic about you", "You are worthy of signing a contract with me and inheriting the supreme sword art", "The devil who controls the present world needs our master and disciple to kill together."

Uesugi and Hanamaru Hanai on the other side, Achai was watching his smirk to himself.

This uncle's secondary disease has penetrated into his bones.

It’s a pity that Shirahara Yixin is such a very high-end name.

【Only the Heart One Sword Flow ·Sakahara One Heart】

Alas, it's a pity.

"Love disciple, do you understand why the Yixin Yishu is called Yixin Yishu?"

"Ghost cares!"

Uesugi Do not want to get too involved with this 2-sick uncle, so he slashed him directly.

Knock him out and get the mission reward is his current goal.

With the accurate control of Lv10, he was not afraid of hitting an important part of this uncle with one knife and killing him.

Uncle Suhara smiled and grinned when he faced the wooden knife he had slashed:

"I am the only one who is in charge!"

He retreated several times, avoiding the opponent's knife and swinging several times.

He is so flexible that he doesn't look like an uncle, but like a girl with excellent gymnastics.

Uesugi Sato didn't care about these things, pressed her step by step, found the right time, turned her wrist, pulled the blade body into a trapezoid and then exerted force rapidly in a horizontal direction.

A horizontal chop!

It was so fast that only the howling wind could be heard.

"good!"

Suhara Ichixin, who was forced to retreat continuously, praised with a smile.

He could see that Uesugi has very solid basic skills and must have practiced ancient swordsmanship before.

The practical experience is extremely rich.

Uesugi Seo continued to suppress his opponent's movement position and possible burst points.

The sound of breaking through the air was filled with the sound of being whistled by the wooden knife, and the opponent's wooden knife almost struck his face several times in succession.

Juehara Yixin, who jumped left and right, kept dodging, used the broken wood to block it, slid to the right under his slash.

Uesugi's face was expressionless, and he saw that the attack failed. He held the left hand, holding the handle of the knife, and knobs outwards at the same time.

The vertical and horizontal slash instantly transforms into the tilted angle of the reverse slash.

Head to the opponent's left waist and cut the shoulder diagonally.

"Yoyo, dangerous."

Uncle Suhara cut off his sudden change of robe and retreated backwards. He staggered, and his entire upper body fell backwards like a gymnast, with his hands on the grass.

The blade of the slashed sword against the sacred cassock passed along his upper body.

Seeing that he avoided another attack, Uesugi Do was about to turn his sword and continue chasing him, but he didn't expect that he would roll directly to the right.

Uncle Suhara rolled on the grass and grabbed a thicker piece of firewood and stood up straight.

"Woom!"

Achai, who was touched by Huawan, was happily calling the uncle covered in soil twice.

He patted his butt and drove away some weeds and mud on his body. The uncle, who was slightly embarrassed, rolled up his sleeves and pinched the lower end of the new firewood again, facing Uesugizuki, who was holding a wooden knife.

"Uncle, I'm going to be angry!!"

Uesuma nodded his eyelids and replied, "Uncle, you're very bored."

The so-called swordsmanship means pressing forward step by step and seizing the initiative.

Just as the opposite side was about to take off, he suddenly had to pose as the upper part of the sword, hold the wooden knife on his shoulders, and rushed up with a quick step.

“Show flow!?”

Shirahara Ichixin seemed to be extremely sensitive to this posture and her face changed rapidly.

Then when he rushed over quickly, he avoided the rapid slash of Uesugi Sato with his signature and faster speed.

Uesugi's face was calm. He knew that at his current speed, it would be difficult to attack this seemingly stupid uncle.

Even though he has trained his sword skills on his father-in-law, he has the explosive power to knock people of the same age down with one move.

Just as Uesuso was about to show off a series of suppressing sword skills, Kasuhara Yixin, who had gone sideways, actually let go of his hands holding Shibashi.

Then he poked out at a strange angle that was hard to see on weekdays and pressed down on his sword back.

At the same time, his other hand reached between his hands holding the hilt, grabbed his hilt with his right hand, and pressed his back with his left hand.

As soon as he pried and pressed, the wooden knife in Uesugi's hand actually ran to his hand strangely.

【Kendor Lv7(39/40)】

?

Uesuma, with empty hands, quickly took a step back, looked up at the uncle's wooden knife in his hand, and was slightly surprised.

What about the promised "Swordless Sword" of Yixin? How could this be "no sword" from other schools?

Shirahara shook the wooden knife on his hand, and smiled outlined the corner of his mouth:

"It is common to learn from strengths and weaknesses. You can see some swordsmanship characteristics that do not belong to his school in many high-level swordsmen. This is called - different paths and the same destination."

Uesugi Do thought what he said made some sense, and then found another wooden knife behind him.

"Hahahaha-- you may not have heard of my name yet by your dear disciple."

Uncle Suhara, holding a wooden knife, couldn't help but get excited again, covered his face and let out a low smile, "My name - Suhara Yixin! The highest, strongest and most invincible sword saint!! The righteous ronin who travels in this sinful world is looking for the destiny of the one who can inherit the destiny of our group Yixin."

Hanamaru Hanawa was squatting aside and playing a claw-shaking game with the furry Achai.

"With the strength shown by the beloved disciple, I believe I have practiced sword art for more than ten years, and my skills are really superb. But—!!"

Kazuhara Ichi-sin put down the hand of the middle of the second person covering his face and faced Uesugi Saint who was disgusted with him, "Hmph... It's a pity... The name of Wuxin Sword Saint is not known to the world, but you are the destined person of heaven!!"

“…”

Uesugi Sao was tired of this uncle and insisted on holding on to his disciple, and even said to himself that he was his beloved disciple.

Oh, forget it, end early.

Holding a wooden knife, he sighed silently in his heart, and then clicked on his own system.

【The Legend of Miyamoto Musashi】

Status: On (remaining time limit of 9:59:59)

"Love disciple-!! Look at it!"

Shizuhara, with an extremely excited expression, pulled his right leg forward, holding a knife in his hands and raised it over his shoulders, "The strongest, fastest and most invincible sword saint! We are about to start performing seriously!

“show ~~time!”

As the posture was opened, Kazuhara Yixin's momentum and eyes burst into a look of the world.

"The next step is to lay the supreme secret of the mind flowing through one sword. You must learn it carefully-"

"study--"

Before he finished speaking, Uncle Suhara's voice suddenly choked, and his originally confident pupils instantly shrank to the size of a mung bean.

"ha--???"

The trembling body couldn't help but lift up at the speed of his life.

I heard, with a sound of "Wait--!", the afterimage of the wooden knife that was almost invisible to the naked eye appeared in front of me in an instant, and then disappeared in an instant.

The shadow of the knife was shining, and the strong wind roared, making people's hair stand up all over their body.

Uesuma Dora dragged the wooden knife, and saw him showing the amazing technique that almost did not exist in the world, and he swung it out in a flash of his fingers.

Shirahara Yixin's wooden knife was quickly knocked away by the first slash, and his spine was cold for some reason.
To be continued...