Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

Maki Azuma stood in the rain, holding an umbrella.

The boy in front of her was dressed in an ordinary sweatshirt and sweatpants, with a pair of somewhat worn sneakers. He was quite handsome, but his squinty fox-like eyes made him seem a bit frivolous.

He looks like just an ordinary male high school student, and there are countless boys like him in Tokyo.

If Uesugi Kiyoshi hadn't said that, Azuma Maki would have thought he was talking nonsense.

That phrase, "My teacher is Kamiizumi Hidekawa."

Why did he suddenly step in to help? Why did he remain calm in the face of thugs who were clearly yakuza? Why could he say something as arrogant as "I don't care about guns or anything like that"?

This sentence explains everything.

She knew the name Uesugi Kiyoshi, but she didn't expect that the "disciple I'm most proud of" that Izumi Hidekawa spoke of was so young.

This swordsman, who is qualified to be my swordsmanship teacher and has obtained the full mastery of the Shinkage-ryu school, is actually my peer?!

Maki Higashimoto pursed her lips, stared at Kiyoshi Uesugi's calmly smiling face, and without further ado, tossed the katana in her hand over.

Uesugi Kiyoshi reached out and grasped the sword in his hand. With a flick of his finger, a faint, dragon-like sound rang out—this was undoubtedly a legendary sword.

but.

Uesugi Kiyoshi brandished his katana, looking at Higashimaki Maki with a mixture of amusement and bewilderment, and asked in confusion, "Are you cosplaying?"

"Rurouni Kenshin? Himura Battosai?"

Why is this a reverse-blade sword?

When Uesugi Kiyoshi first transmigrated here, he considered whether to become a plagiarist to make a living. However, after some investigation, he found that the literary and film works here were almost identical to those in his previous life. With his limited knowledge, he probably wouldn't even be able to earn some extra money.

This world still has those anime works from the previous life, and naturally there is also Kenshin Himura, the fourteenth successor of the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu school, who wields a reverse-blade sword.

Unfortunately, Maki Azuma didn't understand Kiyoshi Uesugi's joke. It makes sense, though; a yakuza heiress like her probably hasn't been exposed to many manga.

She looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi and explained very seriously.

"Uesugi-kun, this is the ancestral sword of the Tobun family, the reverse-blade sword."

"The blade facing inward signifies that it will never harm others; it is a merciful blade!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked completely bewildered. He barely managed to suppress the urge to curse and stared at Higashimaki Maki with disbelief.

Miss, are you kidding me? You're a gang! While the Dongwen Society may not be completely ruthless, it certainly has its share of murder and arson. Now, you, the second-generation successor, are telling me your sword is a merciful blade?

He hesitated for a second, then asked in as calm a tone as possible, "Is this your ancestral instruction or your own understanding?"

Maki Azuma didn't dare to look directly into Kiyoshi Uesugi's eyes, turning her face away and lowering her voice.

"That's what I think. Otherwise, why would our ancestors have left behind a reverse-blade sword?"

Uesugi Kiyoto was so angry he laughed.

He shook his head helplessly.

"That shouldn't be the case. Master said you've witnessed life-and-death battles, so why are you so naive?"

"If that's the case, why did your ancestors leave you a reverse-blade sword? They should have left you a fire poker instead; those things can't kill people."

"The blade of mercy? Nonsense. Mercy and blade are antonyms."

"So, you just used a very beautiful cut, but didn't take the opportunity to counterattack because of this?"

"."

"madness!"

"Perhaps this knife is imbued with the admonitions of your ancestors, but I think their meaning is at most to let future generations look at the sharp blade before killing, think carefully about whether the killing is worthwhile, be cautious when drawing the knife, and not become a brute who only knows how to solve problems with violence."

“Miss Dongwen, you need to understand that you are the eldest daughter of the Dongwen Association and the future leader of the Tokyo Yakuza. If you don’t get rid of this naive idea as soon as possible, the foundation that your father worked so hard to build may fall into your hands.”

“Countless retainers who followed you will die unjustly because of your naivety.”

Uesugi Kiyoshi tossed the reverse-blade ship back to Higashima Maki with a backhand, then turned his head, his gaze somewhat profound.

"I promised to teach you swordsmanship, and this is my first lesson."

"Listen carefully."

"A sword is a weapon, and swordsmanship is a technique for killing. No matter how flowery the language used to disguise it, this is an undeniable fact."

"If you don't even have the awareness to kill people, then you don't need to learn swordsmanship. Even if you do, it will only be left unused and your talents will be wasted."

"You should just give up your life as a yakuza and become a well-behaved young lady!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi's tone was blunt. Azuma Maki was already in a period of hesitation and confusion. After being scolded by Uesugi Kiyoshi, she lost her composure and her mind was in turmoil. She was unsure whether her long-held beliefs were right or wrong.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't say anything more. He sighed, feeling sad for a second about his first disciple being a pedantic and foolish young lady, before turning his attention to the enemy in front of him.

He spoke with Touma Maki for three minutes, and the leaders in black suits and bright red suits actually stayed where they were, neither retreating nor stepping forward, watching them chat as if they were watching a show.

Uesugi Kiyoshi kept an eye on them out of the corner of his eye, and he would react to the slightest movement.

"This isn't normal. Are they stalling for time? Are reinforcements coming?"

"Hmm, that's a bit strange. Why did they stop and not come closer when they saw me? Do they recognize me?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi's mind raced. He took a few steps forward, smiled, narrowed his eyes, and called out loudly to Kuki Akane, "Hey, big guy, do you recognize me?"

At the same time, he silently recited in his heart, "With the heart as the eye, one can see ghosts and gods, dispel falsehoods and penetrate the void, with eyes of wisdom as bright as torches!"

With his mind's eye open, the black-suited man opposite him and the mirage swirling around Kuki Akane entered his pupils.

That's it

Uesugi Kiyoshi understood instantly.

Although he is in human form, he possesses the aura of a mirage, making him undoubtedly a practitioner of esoteric rituals.

The cleric of the Twin Demons.

Having made up his mind, he continued, "Are you from the Twin Ghosts Group?"

"I killed a monster in the port area a few days ago that was neither human nor ghost. His name was Yokota. Is he someone you know?"

"His stench is exactly the same as yours!"

Kuki Akatsuki's cheek muscles twitched slightly. He silently gripped his nodachi, neither answering nor stepping forward.

Although Yokota is dead, what Uesugi Kiyoshi doesn't know is that as ritual practitioners who believe in ghosts and gods, they may possess extraordinary power for a short period of time, but their souls will be devoured by the ghosts and gods after death. This is the price for gaining power.

This soul contains the memories of the shaman in his previous life.

Kuki Akama knew Uesugi Kiyoshi. He knew that this was a ruthless person who could kill Yokota with a single strike. Yokota had undergone a three-month burnt offering ritual and was definitely not a third-rate cannon fodder. He possessed a very difficult physical defense and extremely strong regenerative ability, but Yokota was cut to pieces by this kid with a single strike!

He was very wary of Uesugi Kiyoshi's "Heart Slash," a sword technique that could inflict fatal damage on a rite practitioner. Kuki Akari dared not lightly touch its edge. He planned to wait until his younger brother dealt with the shrine maiden, then the brothers could join forces and have a better chance of taking down this kid.

Uesugi Kiyoshi roughly guessed what Kuki Akari was thinking.

The so-called tactics are to prevent the enemy from doing what they want to do.

Seeing that Kuki Akane was like a deaf man, ignoring his provocation, Uesugi Kiyoshi shrugged and stopped wasting his time. He took a deep breath, supplying his blood with enough oxygen, and suddenly exerted force with his feet, shooting out like an arrow.

He did not rush towards Kuki Akane.

He was aiming at the third black suit from the left.

The man was holding a samurai sword of a length that suited his preferences.

The man in the black suit was startled when he saw Uesugi Kiyoshi rushing over, and he swung his knife to slash.

“Too slow”

Having had his body and five senses enhanced by the mirage, Uesugi Kiyoshi was no longer the same person. In his eyes, the sword in the black suit appeared to be moving much slower, almost like slow motion in a movie.

Facing the lightning-fast sword strike, he clasped his hands together, his waist and stance becoming one, and with a forceful squeeze and twist, the gleaming samurai sword slipped from the black-suited man's hand and was caught by Uesugi Kiyoshi.

Shinkage-ryu Inner Transmission: The Technique of Seizing a Sword Without a Blade!

In an instant, the situation reversed. Without pausing, Uesugi Kiyoshi thrust out his sword, the blade piercing through the black suit's left chest, killing him instantly.

The slash was too fast; for the man in the black suit, it was too fast for him to react.

Then, with a nimble kick, the heavily injured man in the black suit was sent flying several meters away without any resistance. Bright red blood flowed on the blade, only to be washed away by the torrential rain, leaving no trace.

Uesugi Kiyoshi casually flicked the blade of his katana, the sound of which was far inferior to that of the reverse-blade katana in the ship.

However, Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't mind.

"Osafune. Bizen sword?"

"It's quite easy to use."

He bowed slightly to the man in the black suit who was lying in the pool, his life hanging in the balance, his expression sincere.

"Nice knife, thank you."

Then, he tilted his head, stared at Kuki Akane, and a slightly excited smile appeared on his face.

"A person who upholds the spirit of chivalry in the underworld shouldn't be a useless person who only bullies women, right?"

"The person has been changed, everyone."

"I'll play with you guys!"

Chapter 60 Touken Ranbu

Nine Ghosts' face was gloomy. He didn't say anything, but simply waved his hand.

Upon seeing their leader's actions, the men in black suits did not hesitate to draw their weapons and charge at Uesugi Kiyoshi.

The sudden death of their companion had no effect on them whatsoever.

Without hesitation, fear, or panic, they mechanically lunged at Uesugi Kiyoshi, attempting to use their weapons to pierce the seemingly frail boy.

Like a group of emotionless puppets, driven by others.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't know if they had reached the level of superhumans, because the black-suited man who had just died under his blade was ridiculously weak, but they were definitely no longer ordinary people.

They are probably all pitiful creatures bewitched by ghosts and gods.

Uesugi Kiyoshi is not Azuma Maki.

He had no pity for his enemies.

Even if you have a thousand reasons and countless grievances, being my enemy is a path to death.