Fuck, idiot, what do you want to do?

Let's go!

Zatoichi wants to roar like this.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he almost wanted to sieve this idiot with a tranquilizer gun, and then beat him up so badly, it's better to be paralyzed, don't get into trouble again, please! Isn't it good to live?

As a former companion, as a best friend at first sight, he should have done this.

But now, he can't stop Sasaki's actions.

As a samurai, he couldn't help but feel ...... for his friend's loyalty and steadfastness Proud.

In silence, Zatoichi pressed the handle of his sword: "In that case, let me ......"

"Nope. ”

Sasaki interrupted him and whispered, "Please don't interfere in the next thing—it's my duty, it's my mission." ”

“...... I know. ”

Zatoichi bowed his head unwillingly, and handed over his sword: "Then use it, Sasaki, you deserve it." This is the only one, don't refuse. ”

It is a sword held by the blind swordsman Zatochi of the past generations, and it is known as a famous sword that coexists with the chivalrous bones of Yingzhou.

The moment it fell into Sasaki's hand, the long knife called the 'Pure Blade' buzzed and trembled, bursting out with a low chirp, as if it were cheering.

At this moment, it is the time to practice chivalry and settle grievances!

Jiu Jing's expression was still calm, staring at the pair of eyes full of murderous intent, respectful and polite chin head.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Sasaki, it's really ...... Long greetings. ”

"Didn't you just see it before, Your Excellency Jiu Jing. ”

Sasaki stepped forward with his broken leg and stood ten steps away from him, and asked softly, "Why are you so hypocritical?

"You used to be my enlightened teacher of swordsmanship, so it's not too much to call me 'sir'. The young samurai narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed, "Are you a samurai who used to be loyal to the Satomi family?

"Because you can't hide your stench anymore, Jie Mistake Murderer!"

Sasaki slowly drew his sword and calmly told him, "If I don't kill you here, let you destroy the Satomi clan, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life." ”

"Isn't there anything wrong with that? Isn't it bad that even a loyal man like Mr. Sasaki would have been exiled for the sake of survival?"

Jiu Jing shrugged his shoulders and looked around at the hideous splendor of his transformation—the ugly face of the Satomi family hidden in the darkness and not known, "This kind of place that only hides filth and dirt can be destroyed." Didn't you think so, Mr. Sasaki?"

"Since my exile, there hasn't been a day that hasn't been done that way. ”

Sasaki replied calmly, "As a samurai, I am ashamed to have such a grudge against my former master, but I can't restrain such thoughts and feelings.

But even so, I can't forget the kindness that my old master once bestowed on me.

If you want to destroy all this, step over my corpse. My life was given to me by the Satomi family, so let me repay it now. ”

In the silence, Satomi's smile gradually became gloomy, and only a cold was left.

"You're no longer a samurai of the Satomi family, Kiyomasa Sasaki. ”

"It doesn't matter, didn't you give up the glory of the Satomi clan when you became a murderer?"

Sasaki bowed his head and replied approvingly, "I think it's good, it's very good - now, it's just two stateless ronins duel here." ”

Win or lose, it's just a fight between two wild dogs.

The name of the Satomi family is not damaged.

And just like that, he raised the blade of his sword and aimed it at his face.

Until the end, Sasaki was glad and proud of it.

He said, "Draw your sword, Jie Mistake Murderer!"

At that moment, Jiu Jing closed her eyes in disappointment.

When the eyes were raised again, they lost the calm and smile they used to hide, and only the darkness and coldness of death remained.

The last disguise is removed, and the face of the evil beast is revealed.

The blood-stained blade lifted.

Through the melting frost and dried blood on the ground, a chilling killing machine rose up.

There is no need to express and describe it in any language, the moment you make up your mind, there is destined to be only one result - between the wrong murderer and the ronin Sasaki, and only one person will be able to leave alive.

Other than that, there's no more possibility.

The air froze between the cold light of the blade.

It is as if the hand of time has stopped.

The world was silent, and even the sound of breathing was rapidly fading away. The dizzying apparitions, the parched moans and nervous wails, the soul-settling scents and heart-rending stench are gone.

Pure killing intent smashes all these insignificant things.

All that remains is each other in their eyes and the sword in their hands.

It was a short moment, but in the senses, it seemed to be a long and never-ending, turning into a terrifying torment like hell.

Until the light bursts out.

A tyrannical thunder roared from the sky, tearing through his diaphragm, stretching his body frantically, and spreading into a blazing thunder that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Out of thin air!

Roars overlapping in one place burst out suddenly, blending in with a loud roar of thunder.

The samurai draws his sword.

Spanning a long distance, the fierce duel ended in an instant.

The demons have already intertwined with the samurai.

Only blood gushed out from Sasaki's chest.

The indestructible blade broke off from his hand and pierced into the dirt. Immediately after, a torrent of scarlet scarlet erupted from the rift in his chest.

Chess is one move away.

He slowed down for a moment.

Victory or defeat is decided, and life and death are divided.

"Unexpectedly, in the end, it was a wild samurai who was not even qualified to declare his family name in the name of the Satomi family......"

Satomi Hisashi turned his head, glanced at his opponent who fell to the ground, and sneered, "That's ridiculous, Sasaki." Didn't anyone tell you about it—your swordsmanship was never worth mentioning. ”

He seemed to have said something.

But Sasaki couldn't hear clearly.

The familiar trance and sleepiness strike again, embracing him, wanting to pull him into the dark side of eternity.

It seemed as if someone was shouting something, but it was too far away, too vague.

He gradually closed his eyes.

"Stand up, Sasaki!"

In the darkness, a cold and old voice sounded in my ears: "Stand up for me, immediately! How far will you be embarrassed before you will give up?"

Teacher!

In that moment, he finally remembered where he was.

Who you really are.

"I'm ...... Sasaki, Kiyomasa!"

He opened his eyes and stared at the rapidly darkening and crumbling world of the Demon Realm, staring at the backs of his enemies.

Use your last strength to prop up your body.

The shattered soul hissed and bled again, and even if it couldn't get up, it still groped and searched for its weapon.

The showdown isn't over yet!

"Come on, Jiujing. ”

He said, "Here I am." ”

The footsteps that had been quiet for a long time stopped abruptly and slowly turned back.

On that fox-like face, the original mocking smile gradually darkened, irritated and hideous.

"It's a ghost......"

The killer grinned, turned around, and his expression became ugly and crazy: "This time, I won't forget the last step, Sasaki." ”

Stepping on the pool of blood spreading on the ground, Satomi Hisashi stepped forward quietly and raised his sword.

There was no rage, no loss of control and no neglect.

Instead, he was ready to fight, undisturbed, and even went all out to deal with this dying opponent, leaving no negligence and a chance to turn the tables, and simply and neatly gave him the final decision.

Cut off all pain and sorrow.

Even if Sasaki no longer has the strength to get up, even his appearance can no longer be seen clearly.

The moment of return to light is gone.

Now, Zatoichi's pure blade was pierced in a pool of blood, and he didn't even have a sword in his hand. As if premoniting his passing, the Pure Blade trembled and let out a faint wail.

But Sasaki didn't feel pity.

Just like Jiu Jing said, his swordsmanship is never worth mentioning, and he is not worthy of such a sword.

Even earlier, he knew it all.

"You are, Rotten Wood. ”

This is the conclusion that the old man known as the Sword Master has ever made, the most cruel truth and the most painful result.

I don't know how many times, the irascible old man angrily rebuked: "Why can't you give up learning? Is there only one way to repay kindness in this world?"

"I want to follow in that adult's side...... I want to be like that adult. ”

The former Sasaki knelt on the ground, bowed to the courtesy, and prayed from the bottom of his heart: "Teacher, please forgive me—please, teach me!"

But in the old man's eyes, there was only pity and regret.

"Kiyomasa Sasaki, you don't have the talent and talent. Give up, no matter how hard you try, kendo won't favor you. He said, "If you want to win, swordsmanship or life, you can only choose one of them, and even if so, it doesn't matter!"

How should we describe the ecstasy and tranquility of that moment?

It's as if a lifelong wish has been fulfilled and all the hard work has been rewarded.

Behold, this is not a dead end, and how generous the world is, that even a dull man like himself can receive hope!

He wept with gratitude and kept kowtowing: "It's really wonderful...... I was finally able to live up to that adult's kindness and expectations......"

After a long silence, there was only a sigh of compassion.

"So, this is the last skill that I, as a teacher, can teach you - how to give up your life. “

This was the last lesson that the old man left him, and everything that happened after that, everything he received thereafter, and everything that he passed on thereafter, has long been engraved in his bone marrow and soul.

Day after day, year after year.

Twenty years of hard work and waiting, I don't know how many times the experience of tears and incontinence has finally ushered in the reward.

At that moment, he raised his eyes and stared at the silence that was close at hand.

Smile.

From the shattered shell, a bright light rose into the sky.

It was the light that had been suppressed for twenty years and burst out of the soul.

A majestic phantom rose from his remnants, revealing the terrifying majesty of the Immovable King, and the flames of slaughter burned in his eyes, along with his soul.

In the frozen time, the mighty running streamer shrank into a thread, and the will and determination in the furnace turned into steel. Reverse the boundary between life and death, stir the axis of heaven and earth, and all things will be shattered!

——The sea of bitterness is boundless, and you are free!

This is what you only do once in a lifetime, draw the knife!

Chop!