The sun was shining on the snow on the tiles of the wall, and a few birds were chirping and jumping on the snow, looking for a comfortable place to stand.

And the competition in the square below is still moving in an orderly manner.

After another round of the remaining ten, there were only five left.

They are Yagyu Hyogosuke, Yagyu Jubei, Togo Shigeki, Mifune, and the youngest 'Nishimon Fukiyuki'.

The height of one meter five or six stands among the four people with an average height of more than two meters, like a chicken standing together, indescribably weird, such a lineup also made the rest of the people below begin to talk about it, this year's competition is more intense than in previous years, and it is more unexpected.

"This teenager's strength is not simple......"

The defeated players did not leave, still observing the situation and expressing their opinions, and several of them couldn't help but secretly praise this, recalling the previous two competitions, they naturally came to the conclusion that this young man was at ease, and his opponent didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

"However, Togo Shigeki, who is showing the current flow, should not be underestimated, and I think maybe he will win this competition." A middle-aged man below couldn't help but speak, and after speaking, he looked up at the burly back in the field.

Another person stood up and pointed out the right way, "My opinion is not the same as Your Excellency, although Dongxiang Shigeki is experienced and has extraordinary skills, but he is old after all, you and I understand what it means to be fifty-six years old, and it should be the victory of the Yanagi family if nothing happens today." ”

The other party didn't open his mouth to refute when he heard this, and everyone actually understands this truth.

A samurai's achievements are not something that can be encapsulated by a talent, and if you don't have that ten years of practice, no matter how talented you are, what then? It is a fact that young samurai squandered their potential to grow themselves, and when they grew old, they were left with illness, and age was the scar of the old samurai.

Excluding one of the youngest and one of the oldest, then the remaining three are the most likely candidates.

The daimyo clapped his hands and praised, "Several of them are one in a hundred, and I have fully seen your strength and spirit in the competition just now, so I won't say more, let's directly introduce the following rules." ”

The daimyo let the people below pick up the bamboo bucket on the table and said, "There are five sticks inside, two white, two red and one yellow, the red one can choose the opponent you want to choose, and you don't need to choose the white one, as for the one who draws the yellow one, directly advance to the next round, you can have any objections, if there is, it doesn't hurt to say it now." ”

After listening to this, several people nodded and said that they had no objections.

Since he was the youngest, the others asked Lu Ming to come forward to draw first, but the probability was the same, and there was no difference in morning and evening.

Lu Ming carefully pulled it out, but, "......"

The appearance of a small white cluster of shading instantly exposed his non-chieftain body, and the corners of his mouth twitched: Hehe, I really haven't sent it this day.

I had to stand back in my place and wait for the remaining few people to be drawn......

In addition to him, there are three boats that have drawn the white lot, and the red ones drawn are Togo Shigeki and Yagyu Hyosukeku.

Liu Sheng Shibei reluctantly took out a yellow stick, and his frowning expression was as if someone owed him 100,000 yuan and didn't pay it back.

"Alright, now that the draw has been completed, let's announce your results."

The silver-haired Togo Shigeki was the first to come out and pleaded, "I want to choose this Lord Ximen Fuxue." ”

Yanagi Bingsuke at the bottom scolded secretly, I knew that this old fox would choose this way, and the second one who opened his mouth was obviously embarrassed to choose this young man again, as a samurai who prided himself on being famous, he still knew shame.

His face remained unchanged and he said, "Since Dongxiang's predecessors chose one, then I will choose Your Excellency Mifune." ”

"Good!" The daimyo smiled, "In that case, let's get started!" ”

Referee Yagyu Saemon's loud voice sounded again, "The game continues!" ”

And just as everyone turned around, Yanagi Shibei's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a smile with deep meaning, which made him very uncomfortable......

"Huh? Togo's posture looked so strange, and what he had in his hand was not a wooden sword, it seemed like it was just a wooden stick. The daimyo looked at Togo Shigeki, who was holding a wooden stick in both hands, and asked Yagyu Muneki next to him.

"That's the sword style of the show, the dragonfly, and the showman's stream doesn't use a wooden sword, but uses that kind of teak to smash the opponent's vital points."

For the various schools of the Iron Country, the Yanagi sect is like a few treasures, and all kinds of routines have long been precipitated in his heart, and the manifestation stream is just one of them.

"It's worthy of Zongju."

"The old minister is also a member of the samurai."

"That's right." The daimyo laughed and looked happy.

Looking at the arena again, an old man and a young man are looking at each other.

Dongxiang Shigeki's eyes froze, and he said to Lu Ming, "Be careful!" ”

Is this a reminder to yourself? Lu Ming's eyes were clear and there were no waves, but he was thinking about the cuteness of this samurai in his heart, and it would be good if the ninja didn't catch you off guard in advance.

Hold the wooden knife across your chest and make a defensive position.

This can be regarded as his respect for the old man.

A hint of sigh appeared on Togo Shigeki's bearded face, although he was old, but this was his one-knife move, it was still too naïve to block this blow with such a wooden knife, boy.

He struck, decisively like a lion hunting, teak from top to bottom, like a streamer, the sense of cutting is better than that of a sharp weapon.

The surrounding of the two of them suddenly became dusty, and a severed wooden sword flew out, and after rolling a few laps, it was fixed in everyone's field of vision, this is the wooden sword in the young man's hand, so is it the victory of Togo Chongmu?

The dust and mist quickly landed, Dongxiang landed with teak in both hands, and the young man was still in the same position, and even his expression did not change, but the wooden knife in his hand was cut off a few inches, which looked a little weird.

"Sure enough, it's blocked." Yagyu Shibei smiled brightly, this is worthy of being his opponent.

The others were also surprised to look at this ordinary young man, who was able to block Togo Shigeki's killer blow, which was really amazing.

"I lost." Togo Shigeki turned around, closed his mouth and said slowly.

Lu Ming was stunned at first when he saw this, then smiled slightly and stopped talking.

The unexpected admission of defeat made everyone understand, and even Yagyu Saemon, who was the referee, asked strangely, "For...... Why, Lord Togo?" In his opinion, the other party just blocked a blow, and the outcome was completely undecided.

"He blocked my attack with a wooden sword, and there must be a more powerful back-up move, but the blow just now has exhausted all my energy, and there are talented people in the country, and it is time for my generation to retreat, right...... I lost. ”

When he said this, Lu Ming caught a glimpse of the other party's right hand, the slightly trembling wooden stick, which seemed to be still showing the unwillingness of the master...... [.]