Disembowelment is the exclusive patent of the warriors, and it is also a method of suicide that they worship the most, and only samurai can use it, just like the ancient Chinese emperors chose to drink and die. In their eyes, puffs are the most decent way to die.

Disembowelment was prevalent during the Kamakura Shogunate, and until the Warring States period, social turmoil led to the disembowelment of many people who did not want to give in and chose to die for martyrdom, and the "disembowelment" as a punishment gradually became the mainstream.

Disembowelment was the noblest form of death for samurai, and it was generally believed that the soul of the samurai himself rested in the belly. This is very different from the traditional perception of China, the Chinese people believe that the soul stone is in the mind of the sea, and the belly is the feces in the belly, of course, there are some sour literati who think that the stomach is full of economy, but no one has ever tasked the soul in the belly.

Therefore, when it was necessary for the samurai to reveal their souls to the outside world, they resorted to the method and ritual of disemboweling their souls to show the public. It is also a way to decide that you would rather die than give in, and you will die to make your will, or you can't fulfill your promises, and you are ashamed to live in this world without face.

At this time, Bai Yuzen asked this question, leaving Ito Gomura directly to face the final choice of a samurai. If a samurai fails the challenge, he is faced with only two choices.

One is to be brutally killed by the opponent; The second is that the other party disdains to make a move, and he chooses to disembowelment in order to express his shameless and despicable and humiliating life in this world. At this time, Ito Gomura had reached this fork in the road, and there were only two roads for him to take, but the final outcome was the same.

"Then please!" Bai Yuchan waved with one hand, his figure flashed, and he directly gave up a spacious ring, and then a strong wind in his hand directly blew all the debris and blood stains on the entire ring, and at the same time made a gesture to ask you to cut your abdomen.

As a defeated and unyielding samurai, you must maintain the dignity of a samurai when you are dying, and you must choose a clean and decent place, and you must follow the rituals one by one with a clear will. First, keep the body from leaning, but prostrate itself forward. If you are facing the sky on your back, you are considered to have lost your manners. Second, the knife marks on the abdomen are not allowed to be wrinkled. Third, the knees must be closed, and if they are released, it means that they are not cultivating enough. Finally, suicide weapons must be properly placed and not left to be scattered.

At this time, Bai Yuchan had already arranged for him, and he was waiting for Ito Gomura to jump in.

Hearing Bai Yuzen's words, Ito Gomura's face instantly changed from red to green, and then from green to black, that is, in a moment's effort, Ito Gomura has staged a wonderful face-changing stunt that even the famous characters of Sichuan opera are inferior.

As a traditional samurai instilled in the spirit of the samurai, Ito Gomura has been yearning for the samurai spirit since he was a child, and he is very envious and reverent for every samurai who dies by disembowelment. In the Wa Kingdom, the spirit of the samurai is like the Chinese benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, which everyone must learn from an early age.

At this time, Ito Gomura felt that he was deeply strangled by an invisible shackle, although he also wanted to resist, but the result of the resistance was that he was deeply stabbed in his dignity by the shackles of the samurai spirit, which made him directly irresistible.

"Kick and stare at it!" Ito Gomura looked tired, his whole body languishing and trying to stand up, and supporting his body with the Onimaru Demon Knife, took three deep steps, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ring. Obviously, with every step he takes, he takes a step towards the end of the caesarean section, and he also takes a step towards the Yasukuni Ghost Society.

"Yaga! Have you forgotten what His Majesty the Emperor gave you? Is there still a task that Koizumi gave you? If you want to have a caesarean section, you have to wait until you complete those tasks, otherwise what capital do you have to disembowel?! ”

Just when Ito Gomura was struggling to walk towards the glorious avenue that belonged to the samurai, an old voice sounded out of the audience at an inopportune time.

Everyone's eyes suddenly all brushed towards the source of the voice, and suddenly everyone's murderous eyes found the culprit of the voice, the old man of the Japanese country, who was looking at Ito Gomura with a gloomy face.

Ito Gomura was brought up by him since he was a child, and he knows this guy's character and temper very well, but at the same time, he came to Huaxia this time and received a commission from Ito Chengran, asking him to take care of his son no matter what, after all, the Ito family has only such a single seedling from Ito Hirofumi to now, no matter how hard they work to sow seeds at night or during the day, but the Ito family still can't spread the branches.

If Ito Gomura is directly cut by caesarean section here today, the result waiting for him after returning to Manmoto can be imagined, so even if he dies now, he will definitely stop this noblest samurai direct judgment.

"I ...... It's a samurai ......" Ito Gomura looked gloomy and muttered to himself, as if he was saying this to himself, and as if he was saying it to the old man in the audience.

"Ito Gomura, you have to be worthy of your surname, the word 'Ito'! I need to remind you that if you think that you can save your poor dignity by self-judgment now, then I tell you that you have now self-judged, and I can only say that you have tarnished the surname 'Ito'! ”

The old man used the babbling language that he would rather die than bend, spitting and flying stars, and criticized him fiercely.

"Roaring ......" Ito heard the old man's words, and did not move for a long time, like a dead statue, motionless, and only after a long time did he suddenly groan.

Slowly, Ito Gomura straightened up and slowly raised his head, his dead gray eyes had returned to normal, and his whole body momentum had recovered from that low and sluggish arrogance.

"This old guy is not simple, he can actually let Ito break through the shackles of the samurai spirit." Bai Yuzen saw that Ito Gomura, who was basically and should return to normal, had a new understanding of the old man in the audience again.

"You drip, you want me to cut my own work, my big manben imperial warrior will not want you to give in, but I want to kill all of you china dogs, then I will cut myself, go to hell and hunt you down!"

At this time, Ito Gomura yelled at Bai Yuchan with his broken Chinese like a donkey's bark, and was as cruel and tyrannical as gluttony.

"Little Bunben, you listen to my grandfather, you want to kill me, don't say that you are not qualified, even if your grandfather Ito Hirofumi comes, it will not be enough to see!" Bai Yuchan replied unceremoniously.

He said such a thing, but he didn't exaggerate at all, in terms of seniority, Bai Yuchan, an immortal who has lived for hundreds of years, is at least a generation from Ito Hirofumi and his grandfather, of course, this does not count the chaotic ethical relationship of Xiao Baoben, his mother and his son made out the son, how to deal with this generation?

Therefore, Bai Yuchan can now be said to be the ancestor of the entire Manchu himself, if you start from the generation of Xu Fudong when he went out of the sea, with the chaotic reproduction speed of the Manchu himself, I am afraid that all the Chinese people will be the grandfather's generation after they arrive at the Manben.

"Yaga! Today I'm going to use the knife in my hand to wash away your insult to my grandfather! Ito Gomura raised the Onimaru Demon Sword in his hand, shouted, and rushed directly towards Bai Yuzen.

"Put your yard ga! In addition to this sentence, you little buns will also say something magical. Today I will let you see what martial arts are, what kung fu is, and what is sword art! ”

When Bai Yuchan saw Ito Gomura who was rushing towards him, he didn't flinch in the slightest, but his figure flashed and he greeted him. The wooden knife in his hand was thrown casually and plunged directly into the steel ring.

"Give me back!"

Bai Yuchan waved with one hand, exerted force at the waist, and his right hand swirled in mid-air, directly sticking to the ghost pill with his palm, and following the chopping knife momentum in mid-air, at the same time, the real air on the palm of his hand was circulating, pushing back.

Everything is like this, just like a push hand in Tai Chi, sticking, connecting, belting, pushing the four words of the key to swing out, Bai Yuzen is like simply drawing an elegant half-arc with the palm of his hand in mid-air, the onimaru demon knife has broken away from the original route and flew towards the back of Ito Gomura.

From the moment the palm of the flesh touches the onimaru to the time it is pushed out, everything happens between the lightning and flint. Ito Gomura's right hand that was holding Onimaru tightly, instantly felt the impact of more than 10,000 jun coming from the blade of the knife, which directly made his palm unable to leave the hilt, and at this time, it was not that he was holding the hilt, but ...... The handle of the knife was tightly pressed against his palm, and he couldn't let go.

"Click!" There was a sound of bones shattering. Ito Gomura's arm followed Onimaru directly behind him at an extremely strange angle, in a straight line, and his body was already at a standard ninety-degree right angle to the remaining right arm.

"Ah......h

When he screamed, Ito Gomura was still in that pain, and this stunned kung fu, a hand shadow flashed in front of him again, and a sharp pain came from his right arm again.

When he looked at it again, Ito Gomura found that his ninety-degree arm, which was originally facing backwards, was now directly twisted by Bai Yuzen by one hundred and eighty degrees, stretching out forward.

At the same time, Bai Yuchan turned into a knife with one hand, and his true qi surged, directly turning qi into a knife. The realm of "no knife in the hand is better than a knife" that can only be achieved by a true master, after Bai Yuchan broke through to the middle stage of the transformation realm, he also achieved it very easily.

An invisible True Qi blade flashed in front of Ito Gomura's eyes, and a ripple like a ripple suddenly appeared in the air.

In the next second, Ito Gomura looked at the fluctuation, only to find that the five fingers of his right hand were all gone, and all that was left was the bloody yakiniku with a handle.

The violent visual impact and the sharp pain transmitted to the nerves in the brain at the same time, and Ito Gomura fell directly to the ground, and the poor five fingers that had just been cut off by the blade of Bai Yuzen's true qi, the thumb of which was swallowed by him in one bite.

The sad Ito Gomura didn't know that the carrot-like thing he had just swallowed was his own finger.

"Baga, we protest against your Huaxia mistreatment of fighters! You don't stop yet! The old man in the audience almost jumped up at this time and protested loudly to the referee in the referee's seat.

"Nima, why didn't you stop when you used other force tactics just now?"

"Shameless little manben! Only you abuse others, can't others abuse you? ”

"Torture him to death, we all support you!"

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The audience suddenly shouted all kinds of abuse and ridicule, and the old man's protest voice was instantly drowned out by a piece of saliva......

"Silence! Protests are ineffective! The old man with white hair and white beard in the referee's seat announced bluntly.

"Ah......h

At this moment, everyone didn't notice that Ito Gomura, who had fallen to the ground, began to have a strange aura all over his body, and at the same time, a heart-rending cry came out of his mouth, as if he was suffering from pain that was worse than a broken arm and a broken finger