A person in Japan, a sword that soars to immortality.

Taiyi strikes horizontally, while Shuxian slashes vertically downwards.

Normally, if a sword or knife is struck with such force, it will break in ninety percent of cases.

The problem is that Taiichi's sword is Futsu-no-Mitama, which is the legendary sword of the thunder god, Mitake Rai!

Ding!

Another collision, and both were thrown back by the other's monstrous strength.

Shu Xian flipped his wrist, quickly reversed his grip on the knife, and thrust it downwards to stop his retreat.

Taiyi, using the momentum of the attack, pierced through the flowers with one hand, leaning his body backward at nearly 70 degrees. After half of the sword god was buried in the ground, he stopped retreating.

"Shuxian, in order to have a proper fight, I not only didn't activate the transformation, but I also turned off the title effect."

While silently pondering, Taiyi opened the system and focused solely on his own attributes.

[Sword Control System]

Name: Yamada Asaemon Taichi

Age: 20

【Lifespan: 57】

[Energy: 365.3 (+)]

Qi and Blood: 305.5 (+)

[God Soul: 80.7 (+)]

He glanced at his own attributes, then at the attributes of the special character.

[Name: Yamada Asaemon Shugen]

Age: 25

【Lifespan: 42】

[Essence: 173]

Qi and Blood: 327

【God Soul: 18.5】

"Although there is a difference of nearly 20 points in Qi and Blood values, my spiritual power is much higher than the opponent's, and the result is that I can control Qi much more accurately."

"At the same time, the destructive power of the moves will also exceed that of the opponent."

"So...who wins and who loses...only when they fight tooth and nail will the outcome be revealed!"

With his mind racing, Taiyi immediately drew his sword and stepped forward after finishing his analysis.

"Exquisite martial arts skills!"

Standing on the rooftop, Kokushibo's cheek muscles involuntarily bulged upwards, his six eyes widened instantly, and finally, he uttered a heartfelt exclamation.

After parting ways, the two downstairs did not engage in any further commercial flattery like in the movies. Instead, they immediately adjusted their postures and continued their relentless attacks on each other!

A real man doesn't waste time talking during a fight!

Ding!

Ding ding ding! ! !

At this moment, "clashing swords" is no longer an adjective, but a true depiction of the battle between the two.

The Taiyi Sword technique is as swift as a storm, yet water cannot penetrate its blade!

The two figures constantly crossed paths, their weapons leaving afterimages as they collided and sparks flew.

All the buildings in Yoshiwara's red-painted geisha district are painted red, and the lanterns are wrapped in red paper, but the decadent atmosphere of the past now illuminates the place as a blood-red hell.

Taiyi and Shuxian's eyes reflected endless bloodlust. Every thrust of their swords and every swing of their blades was filled with a fierce and resolute intent to kill their opponent on the spot.

The blood flowing on the ground was constantly kicked up, and the severed limbs of the dead warriors bounced onto the buildings on both sides, like a mournful song of death.

Ordinary people, lacking sufficient spiritual power, can only observe the clash of swords between two people. However, those with spiritual power exceeding 5.0 present a completely different scene from their perspective.

It was a fierce tiger coiled around a giant dragon, attacking a demon king with a blue face, fangs, three heads, six arms, and black smoke billowing from his body.

The red and blue energies clashed continuously with the black mist, and the two forces grew stronger with each battle.

In the next clash, Shuxian parried Taiyi's longsword by pushing his wrist upwards with his sword, and then unleashed a straight punch with a spinning motion.

While Taiyi's right hand sprang up, his left arm bent and his elbow raised, using his elbow joint to block the opponent's iron fist.

Separated by a foot, another deadly move is about to strike.

"Try It Your Sword Style: Village Rain!"

"Well done! Dragon Tiger Style: Wind Follows the Dragon!"

He switched to a series of thrusts, but Taiyi neutralized all of them with a single, sweeping sword strike.

Seeing that his attack was ineffective, Shu Xian frowned and pulled back his right hand to hold the sword horizontally, while his left hand raised to support the sword with his palm.

[Test of the One-Sword Style - Six-Stage Gun!]

Like a demon king with six fists clenched into guns, it launched a rapid attack on Taiyi, carrying the pressure of destruction.

His pupils contracted instantly, and at that moment, Taiyi felt a sharp pain in six places: his forehead, throat, both shoulders, heart, and abdomen.

Faced with such an overwhelming killing move, he suddenly entered a state of clarity, his essence, energy, and spirit condensing into one again, his breath harmonizing with the rhythm of heaven and earth.

Mind and breath are interdependent, reaching a state of profound stillness and emptiness!

Then, a move naturally appeared in Taiyi's mind.

"Is the Demon King ferocious? I'll ride my dragon chariot and run you over!"

【Dragon Tiger Style - Six Dragons Return to the Sun】

Facing the six blades that pierced the air and left trails of white smoke, Taiyi Breathing Technique was activated violently, and the heart swelled to its maximum size and then contracted to its minimum size.

His blood flowed like a mighty river, and his inner energy surged like a wild horse, all of which was poured into the sword in his hand!

Boom! Boom! ... Boom!

Six loud explosions shook the heavens and the earth. The ground beneath their feet shattered, then they were lifted up again, swept away by the violent airflow.

Although Taiichi's tiger's mouth burst open at this moment, and the blood directly stained the golden hilt of Futsu no Mitama red, for the first time in his life, Shugen was violently knocked out of his hand by the shock.

He instantly tightened his grip on the knife, but he still couldn't suppress the horror in his heart.

"For a samurai to be unable to even hold a sword properly is a failure in itself."

In an instant, memories of his sword practice flashed through Shuxian's mind, and the same mysterious feeling as Taiyi also appeared on him.

He laughed, then closed and opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with bloodlust. He plunged the knife into the ground, then pulled his kimono and robe to the right, revealing half of his strong muscles and his entire right arm.

He gripped the sword again and looked at Taiichi calmly, saying:

"Junior Brother Taiyi, take my final blow. If you cannot withstand it, your life will end here."

"Hehe." Taiyi lowered his head, turned his shoulders, then twirled his sword and swept it horizontally. The buildings beside him were pierced by the golden light and began to slowly fall along the diagonal cut.

Then he suddenly looked up, his eyes blazing with red and blue light, his Futsu-no-Mitama gleaming with lightning, and he grinned, his teeth grinding together. Like Sugen, he tore off half of his kimono, revealing half of his body, and sneered:

"Senior Brother Shuxian, only I can decide one's destiny!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the three-headed demon king and the dragon-tiger roared to the sky in unison, and then quickly collided together.

【One-Sword Style - One Moon】

【Dragon Tiger Flow - Xuanhuang Blood】

Clang......

In everyone's eyes, all the light disappeared instantly, and the whole world was plunged into complete darkness. Then, a golden light pierced through everything!

After their vision returned, everyone saw that Taiyi and Shuxian had switched places and were standing together.

Taiyi was unharmed, but Shuxian's temple was quietly severed, and a line of blood appeared on his cheek, followed by a slow flow of bright red blood.

"Junior Brother Taiyi, I have lost, but why didn't you cut off my head...?"

"I'm sorry, everyone in the Yamada family, I failed to lead you to victory against Taiichi and to win the favor of Lord Mizuno Tadakuni..."

"Is it really that hard to shake off the status of a ronin...?"

Shuxian didn't wipe away the bloodstains, but instead held the knife, lowered his head, and silently thought to himself.

"Hey."

Hearing a sound behind him, he turned around in confusion and saw Taiyi tossing him a round pill.

"This stuff is great for replenishing qi and blood. I really enjoyed this fight, and I got what I wanted."

As Taiyi chuckled, a notification popped into his mind.

Ding!

[Spiritual Energy +20]

Shuxian stared blankly at the pill in his palm, looked at Taiyi with some confusion, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

The next second, he raised an eyebrow and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Looking at the smiling Taiyi, Shuxian shook his head and said with a smile:

"Junior Brother Taiyi, you win."