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

Because of a fire years ago, the castle tower inside Edo Castle has never been rebuilt.

All the high-ranking officials and nobles who were watching the imperial examination were gathered inside the Moon Viewing Pavilion.

A yū is a tall tower that looks similar to the castle tower. The one for moon viewing is called a Tsukimi-yū, and the one for viewing Mount Fuji is called a Fujimi-yū.

After Taiyi's wild laughter, the five people on the arena were locked in a fierce battle. Sword energy flew everywhere, and wood chips were scattered all over the place.

Meanwhile, Tokugawa Ienari and the others inside the Tsukimi-yagura had all stood up and run to the railing, looking down in shock.

Because of their spiritual power, they could not see the dragon and tiger forms or the red and blue aura.

But every time Taiyi swung his sword, the charred sword marks that appeared on the arena floor, the scorching heat and chilling cold emanating from the air, and the shockwaves from the clash of weapons all left them stunned.

"Is this...is this really a skill that a samurai could use?"

"Can the Yamada family's swordsmanship produce this kind of effect?"

As Tokugawa Ienari watched Taiichi swiftly swing his sword twice, unleashing four fiery arc-shaped slashes that repelled all his opponents, his eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but ask the person next to him a question.

Unfortunately, everyone present, including Mizuno Tadakuni, Matsudaira Aoki, and the guards responsible for protecting him, chose to remain silent.

Invited to the ceremony, Yamada Asaemon Airu, who was the martial arts instructor for the shogunate, stood at the very edge, his face ashen as if he were constipated, and he did not answer.

We're all samurai, and we've all been exposed to pretty much the same things. So how did it become like the myths and legends when it came into your hands?

However, two other people were smiling: one was Zuoqie, and the other was Axia.

Then, as if sensing something, the two exchanged a knowing glance, snorted coldly, and returned to their previous expressionless faces.

"Perhaps, only Taiichi can do it."

In the end, it was Matsudaira Aoki, who was in charge of Taiichi, who stepped forward and gave a reason that left everyone feeling helpless but had no choice but to accept.

At this moment, in Aoki's eyes, Taiyi was like a war god of war, laughing wildly as he swung his sword again and again.

The mangled corpse was swept up, only to be cut off again by the indiscriminately shooting sword energy.

A thick stench of blood, along with the smell of filth that had not yet been expelled from the intestines, mingled with the flying flesh and blood, permeated the entire imperial garden.

Many of the samurai and the townspeople who were watching the procession turned pale and then began to vomit.

But Matsudaira Aoki felt increasingly cold inside.

He then realized that he could no longer see through Taiyi.

He even regretted not trying his best to stop Mizuno Tadakuni and canceling the imperial examination on the spot.

The invisible aura emanating from Taiyi was constantly increasing and began to spread outwards indiscriminately.

In the eyes of everyone watching Taiichi, Matsudaira Aoki saw fear, worship, and even submission.

"The best in the world? It seems I've unleashed an uncontrollable monster."

Matsudaira Aoki murmured to himself.

Meanwhile, at the top of the five-story building of Senso-ji Temple, a kilometer away.

In a dark attic with its doors and windows sealed off and no light, Kokushibo sat on the floor with all six eyes wide open, his hands gripping the hilt of his sword and clenching tightly.

"Such intense fighting spirit, such an aura of dominance over the world..."

"After so many years, I have finally encountered such a warrior again... I am very pleased."

"Unfortunately, after tonight, you will become a legend... Yamada Asaemon Taichi, the strongest samurai among mankind."

If it weren't for Muzan's orders, he really would have liked to give Taichi more time to see how much he could grow.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated at the time, he had already grasped Muzan's meaning: that he wanted to kill Taiichi.

If nothing unexpected happens, Taiyi will surely become the number one in the world.

But Kokushibo felt that Taichi hadn't become to his satisfaction yet, and could become even stronger.

Only by killing such an opponent can he better prove that becoming a ghost was the right choice.

"Yoriichi, I will use the sword in my hand to show you that the ugliness you speak of is the strongest form of a samurai."

......

"almost."

Taiyi swung his longsword again, separating the four people, and then prepared to end the battle.

Through the exchange just now, he had clearly seen all four people's moves and grasped the relevant power generation techniques and attack trajectories.

If it had happened ten days ago, when he and Shujian took action, he might have felt pressured.

But now, his Qi and Blood attribute value has exceeded 400, and he feels incredibly relaxed when facing these opponents.

"I've been looked down upon, how despicable." Takakura Kichijiro shook his spear, adjusted his posture, and his face suddenly became extremely ferocious.

Then, he exerted all his strength, concentrating it into a single point, and aimed at Taiyi's throat, instantly thrusting out an incredibly powerful stab:

"Arrogance will lead to your downfall, so... die!"

"I'll take your head, a bounty of 100,000 taels!"

Whoosh!

The spear tip sliced ​​through the air, creating two plumes of white smoke from the intense friction, and hurtled rapidly toward Taiyi.

"One hundred thousand taels?" Taiyi raised an eyebrow, lowered the tip of his sword, and instead of retreating, advanced to meet the attack, laughing loudly, "One million is more worthy of my reputation!"

【Dragon Tiger Style - Fire - Ascension】

Figures clashed, and a flash of red light disappeared.

Standing with his gun, Takakura Kichijiro stared blankly, his lips moving slightly before the spear snapped in two.

At the same time, a line of blood extended down from the forehead, and finally the person was split in two, with internal organs spilling out onto the ground.

[General point +5]

Mackenyu Takatsu, standing to the side, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

But he immediately suppressed his fear and then frantically inhaled air into his lungs, causing his veins to bulge out from under his skin like vines.

My ancient swordsmanship is the strongest!

"Taiyi! I've come to kill you!"

Shinken Yu first slashed fiercely at the arena with his sword, and the wood chips and fragments that struck him flew towards Taiichi like arrows.

He then lunged forward and, in less than a second, unleashed nine slashes almost simultaneously!

"I see, Earth Dragon Flash plus Nine-Headed Dragon Flash, is that right?"

Upon seeing this move, a familiar scene flashed into Taiyi's mind, and he immediately realized what it meant.

However, supported by his extremely high physical stats, Mackenyu Takatsu's attacks, while not exactly slowed down in Taikan's eyes, weren't much faster either.

Seeing the attack about to strike, Taiyi flicked his wrist and suddenly said with a playful expression:

"You haven't even mastered the Heavenly Dragon Flash. Did you sneak away from this generation's Hiko Seijuro? Or did he expel you from the sect?"

what!

Mackenyu Takatsu was instantly shaken by Taiichi's words, and his previously continuous breathing stopped.

How could he possibly know my style! How could he be so familiar with us!

"What Heavenly Soaring Dragon Flash! The ultimate technique of the Flying Heaven Sword Style is the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash! Die!"

An overwhelming rage erupted from Takatsu Mackenyu's heart, and filled with hatred, he continued his attack on Taiichi.

Seeing the other person's expression, Taiyi couldn't help but purse his lips.

Although it is unknown what happened, it is clear that this generation of Hiko Seijuro is preparing to pass on the Tensho Ryushin to Takatsu Mackenyu.

But this guy was probably afraid of being killed by his master, so after learning the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash, he ran away.

"You probably don't know, but this generation of Hiko Seijuro is already prepared to be killed by you! You idiot!"

"You haven't even mastered the super-fast sword-drawing technique, yet you dare to act arrogantly in front of me!"

"Frog at the bottom of the well!"

boom!

The inner core spun rapidly, and a violent gust of air deflected all the flying wood chips and debris. Then, Taiyi turned and swung his sword, sending a winding sword aura straight towards Takatsu Masaki.

【Dragon and Tiger Flowing Water Wine Cups】

In a flash, a deadly crisis struck him, and Masaki instinctively swayed his body, but the next second, he realized that he had lost the feeling of holding the knife.

When he stopped, he looked at his right arm in disbelief and found that it was now completely empty.

At that moment, all the fantasies he had had of being famous, incredibly wealthy, and surrounded by beautiful women vanished. Then, Mackenyu Takatsu, like a mad dog, shouted:

"Taiyi! I'm going to kill..."

puff!

When he turned his head again, a shoe sole rapidly enlarged in front of him, and then he was kicked away by Taiyi.

"Alright, one less." Taiichi shook his neck, slowly exhaled, then pointed his sword at Irako Rangen and the tengu samurai Ashina Gobei, saying calmly:

"You two...who goes first?"

I'm almost there... I'll soon reach the top and claim the title of number one in the martial arts world!