Volume 1 Against the Current Chapter 3 Speak with the sword in your hand, waste!
The thick smell of blood from Love's body from the tip of his nose cleared his mind, and a malicious groping hand reached out to the side that was about to touch her shoulder and neck down.
A wave of anger rushed up from both sides at once.
"Although there are knife wounds and a little pain in my hands and feet, I can still move, and those who are passively beaten are waste, but unfortunately I am not," Koichiro secretly clenched his fists.
Even a man can't tolerate a girl who sacrifices her life to save herself being humiliated in front of her!
With me, no one can hurt you in the future, just as you did to protect the original owner of this body. β
Hangichiro saw the opportunity, held a double-edged straight sword assembled on the side, and used the Xinyou knife technique to get out of the sheath with cold light, and the speed was extremely fast.
"Boom-" The sound of the sword rubbing against the flesh flashed sharply.
Then the guard screamed loudly.
A severed palm fell, and blood poured out.
"Fuck off, rubbish!" Koichiro responded with the same words to these bully enemy guards.
One sentence rekindled the battle, and several local guards put away their hippie smiles, they didn't expect this kid to have the action of resistance, thinking that the down-and-out marquis fell to the ground like a defeated dog, and could be bullied at will, and even had a bad heart for his fiancΓ©e.
"The waste that the empress said is too proud!"
The lustful guard who had just had his palm severed forced himself to let out cruel words, "You are just lucky this time, I was careless and was injured by you, and that's what you actually do." β
"Isn't the Marquis also practicing royal swordsmanship, we will also do the same moves, our seniority is older, wait for the next one, and soon the waste will know, he is not even qualified to fight back!"
Seeing this, the other guard viciously prepared to kick Koichiro again.
Sharp-eyed to see this kick that is about to fly......
"From now on, you don't have a chance."
Don't do anything to me again. β
Koichiro rolled to the side, kicking the wicked man in the air, and then he got up from the ground, moved his muscles, and hugged the emaciated Love in front of him to his shoulder.
Although it is inconvenient to have an elegant princess hug at this time, I also consider putting Love on the ground, for fear that she will be injured if she is distracted and does not pay attention.
Fortunately, Love is small and delicate, and her weight is also very light, so she feels like holding a thin junior high school student.
Love was imprisoned for ten days, and in order to further humiliate her, Cilides ordered that only the bran porridge fed by the common people feed pigs and dogs be used as dinner every day.
"Fortunately, this body can still move, but there are a lot of large and small wounds, and it can be considered adaptable", Koichiro checked the injury, obviously taking this body as his own body.
The situation is not optimistic.
Putting the double-edged straight sword that had chopped off Love's groping pig hand back into the scabbard he wore at his side, "This sword is a good thing. β
The impostor Marquis Ernest once again picked up one of the swords scattered around him.
It seems that there is still one of the broken knives that can be used. β
In his hand was a sword tip that shimmered in the moonlight with a dark gray sheen.
Koichiro touched the tip of the sword with his hand, "Shhhh
The sharpness of the blade is beyond imagination, and European swords are more textured than Japanese swords.
The blood is oozing, accompanied by physiological pain, which is very real.
It's a real knife, not a virtual reality. β
'What a special way to welcome Tevat', Koichiro calmed his mind as he stared at the enemy who wanted to kill him.
The guards who regarded him and Love as rebels surrounded the two of them, swords, swords and swords, and the cold light was terrifying in the moonlight, but he was still alone.
"The waste is up."
"Do you think it's a marquis? You're all dead, and you're still angry......"
"How long can you hold out? If you misadmit it, get out of Campbell's castle, you don't have to do it yet, and that's good for you......"
When the guard saw him standing up, he didn't look like that, and continued to taunt, indeed, what kind of marquis is a dead marquis, what is there to be afraid of being isolated, and carrying a drag oil bottle.
"Shut up!"
'Good for me?' I need mercy from you? Koichiro frowned, his eyes flashing with an unquenchable anger, and his indifferent tone was accompanied by a strong sense of oppression.
Just now it was just a straight knife with a sheath, and through repeated practice of quickly drawing the knife, it was possible to react quickly and move smoothly, and now it is the return gift of ten years of sharpening a sword.
"It's been a long time since I've actually practiced Guliu swordsmanship, and the fear of being dominated by the grandfather of the eighth stage of the sword, I don't know if I can let you feel it today."
Before he moved to Tokyo, he grew up with his grandparents and lived a peaceful life in Hamamatsu City, Shizuoka Prefecture, where his grandfather opened a dojo.
Therefore, after receiving personal guidance from his grandfather and repeated practice, Hanichiro has cultivated kendo as a hobby and passed on the same excellent sword skills, and he also joined the kendo club in college.
The Japanese kendo assessment is divided into nine sections, and the kendo rank is obtained by kendo practitioners through the battle examination, and there is a practice time requirement.
Among them, for the junior rank, three months after passing the first level exam, and you need to be at least 14 years old. The second stage, the initial stage qualification has been obtained for more than 1 year, and you need to be at least 15 years old. The third and second stage qualifications have been obtained for at least 2 years, and you need to be at least 17 years old. The 4th and 3rd dan qualifications have been obtained for more than 3 years, and they need to be at least 20 years old. The 5th and 4th dan qualifications have been obtained for more than 4 years, and you need to be at least 24 years old. The 6th and 5th dan qualifications have been obtained for more than 5 years, and 29 years of age or older are required. The 7th and 6th dan qualifications have been obtained for more than 6 years, and you need to be at least 35 years old. The 8th and 7th dan qualifications have been obtained for more than 10 years, and you need to be at least 45 years old.
Although the practice lasted for a long time, it was on par with the strength of the eight dans of kendo, but due to the age limit, it was temporarily four dans.
Compared to the spirit pursued by kendo and the beautiful blow front, Koichiro prefers to use the ancient ryu swordsmanship, which is aimed at injuring and disabling, and many times does not pay so much attention to courage and gorgeous movements, but can come in handy in actual combat.
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"Hoo ......"
He exhaled a long breath to adjust his breath.
Although I don't know the claim that there are living substances like oxygen in this world, I don't have time to dwell on pseudoscience in another world.
However, his own health indicators became exact numbers, which made Sakamoto Keichiro, a heavy game-loving player, quickly have a clearer understanding of his own settings.
'If you know your health, you can avoid bleeding to death. β
If you are in real life, facing the enemy on the battlefield, you must be breathing very violently, the hand holding the sword, the palm of the hand is sweating profusely, and the heartbeat has exploded.
This is also a matter of course, and he is still a person who has just come to this half-understood other world, and then has been forced to participate in a life-and-death battle with a sword from a state of chaos.
Although he is a kendo master who has practiced for many years, there is no armor here, let alone a point of sportsmanship, only a sword and a fight for life, which is tantamount to a fierce fight on the primitive battlefield.
Even if what you see in front of you is a virtual stereoscopic object, and the reduction is only numerical vital signs, I will not go offline. β
As the swords of the guards re-entered and attacked him, Koichiro jumped back and took a big step, keeping a safe distance equal to them.
When he put the iron straight sword he held in his right hand in the center of his body, he took a stance. And the guards on the opposite side also set up a lineup that would surround the eight sides like an ambush.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, there were eight guards.
The former guards of the marriage family have become the enemies of today, angrily shouting cruel words such as "waste, beg for mercy and stay alive".
"Heh", a chuckle expressed disdain, but other than that, there was no panic or retreat.
'Seeing the wind and making the rudder, not afraid of capsizing in the gutter? β
If the guards attack in groups, they will have to resist and fight their way out, because the girl named Love next to Hanichiro has lost too much blood and is unconscious, but it seems that he can only see his own health and cannot judge her condition.
At this moment, he noticed that the guards were kicking forward in unison, and they were coming at him with a roar of "Drink".
The spear arced sharply in the moonlight, leaving a phantom in the air and stabbing straight into the deadly spot of his upper body.
Sakamoto Koichiro stepped up head-on, bent his right foot into a right lunge, raised his sword with his right hand and straight arm upward, and the tip of the sword instantly picked up the spear that stabbed over, and then stepped on the guard who was holding a heavy spear weapon next to him, unable to stabilize his body, jumped up in the air, turned his body around, and then slashed back from the left to the right Looking back swordsmanship, the first attack was fiercely returned to the attacking enemy defenders.
"Huh-"
The sword light flashed, and there were more blood marks on the opponent's neck, deep into the flesh.
"Go on."
After landing, a small step back, followed by a forward leap, the action is very fast, and it is like "taking off" for a moment. Hanichiro lowered his posture and pulled out the second sword from the scabbard beside him, and then with a force of his foot, he stabbed into the arms of two enemy guards in one of them, and then made a horizontal cut, blood gushing out from the cut in his abdomen.
Okay, finally solved the two in the front row, and the force value of the one with the broken palm seems to have been discounted at the moment, and he is squatting on the side and not going into battle, just staring at him without looking straight at him, as if he is thinking of some shady trick.
It seems that ten years of swordsmanship have saved his life in another world. β
The enemy guards saw that the rhythm of the lineup was disrupted by Koichiro, and then they were about to change the lineup to attack......
That's it!