A breeze blew, the wind whispered in his ears, and the silver-haired old man burst back, and the steel-like floor, which had long been permeated by all kinds of liquids, was trampled out of several broken depressions. The shock in his eyes could not be stopped, and at the same time there was some excitement. As the oldest teacher in the dojo, even Mifune had studied swordsmanship after him, and he could be said to be the most authoritative of the Iron Country samurai.

It was precisely because he realized that the samurai had begun to turn the practice of chakra into an indispensable subject in the practice of the samurai, and he looked through many ancient books in the hope of finding the true way of practicing the "ancient samurai". In the eyes of this old samurai named Lu Zhen, the current samurai has embarked on the "crooked path of evil". In some ancient books, the samurai are not actually much weaker than the ninja, and it is not the ninja and ninjutsu who really eliminate the samurai, but the samurai themselves.

Swordsmanship is not like ninjutsu, almost everyone can practice, as long as the qualifications are not too bad and there is enough time, even if you can't become a powerful ninja, you can still do it by becoming a lower ninja or a middle ninja. But what about swordsmanship? If you don't have talent, if you don't have perseverance, if you don't have tenacious determination, let alone become a swordsman samurai, you can't even get started.

Coupled with the sweep of self-cherishing, many powerful stunts have been lost with the death of a powerful dojo master or swordsman in the competition, the way of the sword is getting narrower and narrower, even if there is no ninjutsu and ninja appearance, one day it will gradually leave the world stage.

Ninjutsu and ninja only accelerated the death of samurai and kendo, but they were not the culprit.

Lu Zhen, who had been studying the cultivation methods of ancient samurai and had gained a little, trembled with excitement for the first time in his life because of something, even when Mifune told him that Mifune was about to become the general of the Iron Country, he had never been so excited.

He looked at the Holy Kingdom like a hungry ghost looking at a peerless beauty, and a flame of hope rose in his heart, maybe the day when the samurai would be popular again was not far off.

The moment the tips of the two swords met in the air, the dazzling light instantly filled the entire dojo, and even the people on the street were attracted and dazzled by the huge light source. It was like a small sun hidden in the dojo, attracting everyone's attention, but they couldn't look at it directly.

When the light slowly dissipated, the trainees who were slowly recovering from blindness looked at the two people in the field, and immediately gasped. The uniform inhalation sound makes people feel funny and vibrating at the same time.

A trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Shengguo's mouth, his long knife had been sheathed, and Haori and Neijia were split in two from the left shoulder to the right waist. The upper part is still completely on the body, and the lower part is already hanging around the waist, if it weren't for the restraint of the belt, I am afraid that it would have fallen to the ground long ago. There was a red line on his chest, and the blood was slowly hanging down the red line like a curtain.

Okisuke's Iai Slash used a large amount of chakra as a source of power to unleash this mystery, and even though the chakra sword qi that was instantly slashed out was blocked by the Holy Kingdom, it still cut into his body. Fortunately, his "momentum" played a big role, not only reducing some of the damage, but also protecting his body like armor. If it weren't for such a majestic "momentum", he would have been split in two and scattered on the ground at this time.

After the shock on the faces of many students slowly subsided, they showed a faint sympathy and pity, and the eyes that looked at Okisuke also had a strange look to some extent. In the face of such a small child, he actually attacked with all his might, isn't it...... It's a bit too much. They wouldn't use more serious words to describe Okisuke's image in their minds at this time, but that somewhat unfamiliar look and gaze still betrayed the emotions in their hearts at this time.

It's just that they don't actually know that in the process of preparing for the Holy Country, Okisuke subconsciously realized that if he had reservations, he would probably die on the spot. Under the pressure that he could barely breathe, his mind went almost blank, and he instinctively unleashed his full blow.

At this time, Shengguo stood with a steady face, without sorrow or joy, and was not moved by the injuries on his body. His gaze looked at Okisuke indifferently, and his expression was so resolute that it was difficult to perceive his age. He bowed slowly, the wound on his chest cracked with his movements, and the blood flowed more cheerfully.

Immediately, some students shouted "medical staff" and asked the medical team in the dojo to treat the injuries of the Holy Kingdom.

The injury may seem terrifying, but it may not be true how serious it is. If you really hurt your internal organs, let alone bowing, it's a question of whether you can even stand.

On the other side, Okisuke also stood upright, his face was pale and terrifying, and just as the students' increasingly blaming eyes focused on him, he opened his mouth like gold paper and spurted out a mouthful of bloody sword.

With a snap, a mouthful of blood sprayed directly on the ground, and the clothes on his upper body spread out like flowers and butterflies as his body swayed, and an extremely serious wound appeared on the left half of his body. The wound was neatly cut out as if it had been gently cut out with the sharpest knife, without a trace of raw edges, but with the shaking of Okisuke's body, the wound instantly turned outward, revealing red fluttering muscles like a child's mouth.

Blood flowed out in a flash, and Okisuke's eyes lost focus, and the whole person was unconscious, and slowly fell backwards.

With a dull sound of flicking the rag pocket, he collapsed to the ground.

All the students lost the ability to think at this moment, one second they were still blaming Okisuke for being cold-blooded, and the next second they began to worry about Okisuke, and the eyes that looked at the Holy Country became strange.

They, sympathize with the wrong people.

After the medical team rushed in, they took a look at the Holy Kingdom, which was still able to stand and had exceptionally clear eyes despite the colors on their bodies. I glanced at Osuke, who had fallen to the ground, his eyes had turned white, and even the amplitude of his chest was beginning to weaken due to his breathing, and his brain was not enough for a while.

The value of the existence of the medical team is not only to treat simple wounds for some careless students, but also to prepare for those unlucky people who rely on relationships to challenge Okisuke.

Today, however, things seem to be different.

Lu Zhen walked to the Holy Kingdom excitedly, wanting to speak directly but felt that this would collide with the Holy Kingdom, holding his breath on his chest, bowing at ninety degrees, "Excuse me, are you using 'potential'?" Are you an ancient samurai? As for Okisuke? He didn't pay attention to it at all, and after witnessing the competition between the old samurai and the new samurai, he became more and more convinced that the current samurai had gone further and further down the wrong path, to the point where they had to be corrected.

And the only one who can save these lost samurai is the boy in front of him.

After a moment of silence, the Holy Kingdom nodded reservedly, "If you think it's more acceptable to call it that, you can say that. ”

Lu Zhen suddenly straightened up and turned his head, looking at the dome of the dojo, and his gaze shifted to the wall and several pillars on the side of the dojo. As some dust and sawdust scattered, the huge dome began to tilt, slowly toppling over amid the wails and screams of the cadets.

The news that Okisuke was defeated by a genius samurai boy from the Land of Fire, a seven-year-old ancient samurai, spread throughout the Iron Country almost overnight. Iron Country has no ninja troops, only samurai and armies. In the past few years, the Iron Country has been facing the question of whether it is necessary for the "samurai" to continue to exist. It is well known that almost every samurai in the Iron Country practiced chakra, and there is also chakra in their bodies.

But they weren't ninjas because they hadn't learned ninjutsu. All they learn is how to use chakra on knives, in sword combat, they can be considered samurai, they can also be said to be ninjas. Again, it can also be said the other way around, neither a ninja nor a samurai. Such a nondescript system has been criticized, and some people think that it is better to simply throw away the so-called "glory of the samurai" and directly transform the army into a ninja army.

With the training methods of the Iron Nation army, once these samurai transform into ninjas, their combat effectiveness will far exceed that of ninja troops in other countries.

But there are also those who insist on keeping the tradition alive and want to carry it forward. There are indeed "cultural" factors in this, but it is more from the political side.

As a neutral country, if you have a ninja army that is very powerful and forbidden, it is not good news for the surrounding countries. Only a relatively weak martial arts organization and strength can keep the Iron Country in a neutral position, and the surrounding countries can rest assured about the Iron Country.

And the Iron Country also needs such a living environment.

But this morning, as the break from Okisuke's defeat spread, some began to waver.

"Is it true?" , even Duff put down the business negotiations at hand and found Cardo back, "Is it true?" That kid from the Holy Kingdom actually defeated Okisuke in the dojo? ”

There were also some strangers on the side, their wolf-like eyes all bit Cardo, Cardo wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and nodded, "Yes, I saw it with my own eyes, and I can't believe it's true until now......"

Duff let out a sigh of relief and glanced at several of the big people around him, one of whom stood up, "Mr. Duff, we agreed to your request, but we need to meet Mr. Shengguo first. ”

Duff didn't rejoice that he had been approved because he could be mean, his brows furrowed together, and he hesitated for a moment, "I need to ask the Holy Kingdom first." ”

"Of course, then we'll wait for good news."

The entire Iron Country, as long as anyone with some ability, wanted to see this magical boy who defeated a master like Okisuke at the age of seven, and even the daimyo of the Iron Country was shocked. It's just that no matter what kind of connections they launch, they just can't see the Holy Kingdom.

At this time, the Holy Kingdom was "hiding" into the mountains with another group of people.