Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

Kujo Sara did not fight head-on, but took advantage of Tengu's natural agility to avoid the attack.

But the opponent had no intention of stopping. After his thrust missed, he turned around, touched the ground with his toes, bent his knees and thrust again.

This time the force was stronger and the speed was faster——

This is the most powerful skill he has developed. Every thrust can activate the power in his body.

Jiujo realized that something was wrong, so he chanted a spell, made hand gestures with one hand, and drew his sword to block with the other.

The moment the blades collided, the black wings behind Kujo Sara spread out and his figure disappeared on the spot.

The brief collision of the attacks missed, causing the chestnut-haired young man to lose his balance.

At the same time as Jiu Tiao disappeared, a purple ball of light was left in its place.

"not good."

He shouted softly but it was too late to dodge, and his body was enveloped by the exploding lightning.

The numbness spread to his limbs and bones, forcing him to stop his attack, but relying on the strength that had not yet subsided, he still instinctively turned around to block Jiujo's attack.

clang--

His hasty defense could not reverse the situation, and the blade in his hand was directly knocked away.

"ended."

Jiujo thought that it was useless for him to draw out his last weapon, as there was no room to exert force here.

There was no intention of stopping there. She was already the last person to follow Tianling's orders, so there was no need for her to back down.

He adjusted his stance, intending to strike down the young man who was trying to face the might of thunder.

When the second knife was knocked away, the chestnut-haired young man had already grasped the last weapon in his other hand.

A numb feeling spread throughout his arms, reminding him of the significance of drawing the sword this time.

But he never looked back.

A biting chill spread out the moment the sword was drawn, and the extremely pure and familiar sword energy seemed to freeze time and space.

The two blades collided, the knife in the young man's hand did not move at all, but the Kyujo who swung the knife was directly bounced away.

"Oh--"

This sudden change made most people in the audience exclaim in surprise, and several people had already noticed the unusualness of the knife. Even the general looked at it directly.

How could I possibly generate any strength with that posture just now?

How could all nine of them be deflected?

"Drink-"

The chestnut-haired young man roared after repelling the opponent with the first knife, intending to wake his body up, trying to grab the last potential of his body.

Without any skill, he swung his still numb hand and chopped it down from top to bottom.

After being bounced back, Jiu Tiao had no time to cast a spell and swung his sword to block.

The two weapons collided, and the weapon in his hand was directly broken in half -

Muramasa in the audience closed his eyes.

Looking at the opponent's weapon, the young man sighed in his heart:

I'm still a little uncomfortable when I first pick up the knife.

Then there was another upward strike, which did not land at the same point, but Jiujiu's weapon was directly split into two.

"The feeling is coming."

Jiu Tiao's cold face was slightly moved, and he quickly retreated, drew his bow and prepared to shoot.

However, he had already stepped forward with the knife and swung it again with a simple and unpretentious blow.

As a last resort, she could only use the weapon to block again, but the bow and bowstring were cut off together.

Seeing the blade about to cut into his flesh, Kujo Sara used all his strength to propel his wings back, but blood still burst out from his shoulder.

"One last blow..."

He murmured softly, taking a stance and gathering strength to move forward with a "live step".

He quickly approached Sara, who was still on the ground, and controlled his paralyzed arms and palms, intending to swing with a knife.

However, a purple lightning arrow broke his attack.

"What--"

His pupils contracted, and the sword's slashing movements became defensive, shooting down flying arrows.

Flying arrows have no substance and dissipate immediately after being cut off.

He looked up and saw Jiu Tiao Sala with one hand stretched forward as a bow and the other hand pulled back as a string, and the rice light condensed into a solid object and aimed forward.

Without a bow, you can't shoot? Without an arrow, you can't hurt anyone?

How can arrows be such inconvenient things!

The Swordsmith from Another World: Remarks on the Release and Group Number

This is the first time that my book has been put on the shelves since I started writing it, and I have indeed accumulated a lot of things to say.

Because I wrote whatever came to my mind, it may be a bit messy, so please forgive me——

First of all, I would like to thank everyone for reading this, because I am a lazy dog ​​who gets excited only after a short period of time, and it would be almost impossible to write here without enough feedback.

But now that I have written this far, I have to finish it no matter what. The reason is not only that this novel is the first one I have signed, but also that the "protagonist" of this novel has had a profound influence on me, so it can be regarded as an explanation to myself.

Well, let’s first talk about the issue that everyone is most concerned about, which is the issue of updates after the game is put on the shelves!

Although I really want to add more chapters, my typing speed is really worrying, and I have to go out of town to attend a graduation ceremony tomorrow, so I can only promise 3 chapters tomorrow.

And after graduation I will have to find a job, so I probably won’t be able to be a full-time author, and my update time will have to be at night.

Then there are some other issues that I would like to ask for your opinions, the first of which is the current self-proclaimed issue of "Muramasa".

I have heard about this self-proclaimed problem when reading comments and discussing with people.

Some people told me that calling yourself "old man" and having a harem would make some people feel uncomfortable.

I've thought about this, but I'll leave it up to you, the audience, to decide! I hope Muramasa continues to refer to himself as "old man" Kou1, and I hope to change it to "I" Kou2.

Of course, the change will not be a sudden one, because this is claimed to be a feature of Muramasa.

That is, if everyone wants to call themselves "I", then I will add some plot points later and let Muramasa change his self-proclaimed name due to compromise or other reasons.

In my estimation, if it needs to be revised, it will probably be completed in the latter part of the first volume, right?

Then there’s the issue of fighting!

I feel this very clearly myself, especially in the first and second parts of Muramasa, which I wrote very awkwardly.

Now I have read how other novels write about battles. Please allow me to change slowly!

There are also some settings and combat power issues——

I actually talked about some of this in the comments section. For example, I would sacrifice the rigor of some settings for the sake of normality of the plot. For example, the "influence caused by the Eye of God leaving the body" is different from the original.

Also, Genshin Impact is currently in a period of worldview expansion, so I'm afraid that conflicts with the original work are inevitable. In this case, I will just try my best to resolve it. If I can't, I'm afraid I'll just take it upon myself.

As for Type-Moon, I actually made quite a few changes, mainly focusing on Muramasa and Illya.

The former mainly incorporates some of my ideas and thoughts, while Illya is purely different from the original "Magical Girl Illya" in the later direction.

But because the original work is still being serialized, they will definitely solve it later, so I will explain the timeline there by the way - it is probably that Illya is arbitrary and alone in another world for eternity (I think so), and this node branches out into another future.

As for combat power, to be honest, I don’t want to discuss it in detail.

I wrote it many times but deleted it many times. I feel like there might be a quarrel?

So I may just write and revise slowly based on the comments, but of course I won’t adopt all of it.

Next is the extra... Actually, I just had a sudden impulse and wanted to create a feeling similar to "Tiger Dojo".

However, it seems like there hasn't been much response, so I'm not sure if I should continue doing this.

It feels like there's too much to say any further, so let's stop here for now?

Anyway, thank you all for your support along the way. I’m going to make dinner. See you next time!

Supplementary information: I just realized that some people don’t know the group number, so I added it here - 706314952

The Swordsmith of Another World: Chapter 58 The Battle Ends

The Tengu, hanging in the air, looked down disdainfully and glanced at the swordsmith far away in the crowd.

This is a move I learned from him——

The storm that shot towards Muramasa made Kujo realize that the material in the center was not important and could even become a weakness.

He withdrew his gaze, and every time the hand pulled behind him loosened or tightened, a ray of light would be shot towards the young man below.

The latter stretched his feet apart, still raising his right arm which was almost at its limit, and blocked the attack coming towards his body with the smallest movement.

The pure desire for destruction collided with the blade, but the edge of the blade remained motionless, and instead the elemental force that collided with it dissipated on its own.

"Your knife..."

Kujo Sara was not surprised that her lightning arrow was blocked. What surprised her was that after the pure energy body exploded, not a single bit of it fell on the man.

There seemed to be an arc-shaped restricted area in front of him, and all energy would be extinguished under the sword edge.

Jiu Tiao did not continue to break through head-on with long-range means, but flapped his wings and turned into a dark shadow and wandered around.

The wound on her shoulder hurt from being pulled, and she couldn't delay for much longer.

The chestnut-haired young man only felt that his right hand had lost sensation, but it moved faster than when he could control it.

Dozens of rice lights appeared at once, blocking all the young man's escape routes from all directions.

Each arrow is faster than the sound of breaking through the air, and each arrow contains the art of explosion.

It was unstoppable. Everyone present, whether they were good at fighting or not, could feel that this was beyond the limits of what his body could cope with.

But at this time, the main control of this body is no longer the young man himself, and his driving rights have been outsourced to the co-pilot named "Yaegaki".

The handle drives the body, the blade calibrates the direction, and the demon sword implements its self-awareness.

Attacking is not what the sword wants, but defense and parrying do not need to be controlled by humans.

The successive bombardments from the lightning arrows were one wave higher than the other, exploding and lifting the surrounding ground, blowing the spectators in the front row to the ground.

The lightning dissipated, and the chestnut-haired man was still standing there, with only slight burn marks on the corner of his clothes.

"Haah...haah..."

The demon sword squeezes the potential of its user, providing him with the fuel to burn himself.

No matter who was hoping for victory, everyone present was dumbfounded after seeing the result.

"There's no point in wasting any more time."

Kujo Sara was not trying to persuade the man who was already a dying candle in the wind to surrender. She also saw that the sovereignty of the other party's self-awareness was challenged. She said this to herself.

His right hand loosened and he shot another arrow—

At the same time, she followed closely behind and fell with the flying arrow.

Relying on the demon sword's instinct, the flying lightning arrow was blocked without any surprise, but Sara behind him had already thought of a response.

She condensed the power of the elements in her palms, and all the external lightning weapons were collected in her palms, gathering them into two pure energies. The interwoven thunder made a sound like the wailing of thousands of birds.

She planned to hold the blade with one hand and use the other to break through the defense.

As for the injury? It was just a hand.

The demon sword moves again!

Jiujo knew that was a signal to block. It would collide with his hand, so he just had to clench his palm...

The blade avoided her, and her hand, which was about to clench tightly, hit nothing.

"what?"