I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 116 Trial-Shimaha Fushimi Battle

"Kendo; LV4/1%."

In early December after his trip to Waseda, Fujii had already decided that he would not take the national central examination in January. By early April, he would just report directly to Waseda's Shinjuku campus, but he had to rent a hotel a few days in advance.

The house serves as a place to go to school on weekdays.

And his kendo only broke through to the LV4 swordsman level this afternoon. He wanted to use some of the three free attributes he had accumulated before to practice kendo. The main reason is that kendo is different from other sports, and actual combat experience is more important.

Lie down on the bed and click on the simulated battle on the golden finger panel.

"Consume one point of free attributes to start a hundred bamboo forest encounters. The physical strength of the opponent's miscellaneous soldiers is three times that of ordinary people, and their leadership is five times that of ordinary people."

This time, because his overall strength is six times that of ordinary people, the intensity of his opponents has also increased a bit. This is very scientific and does not give him any chance to use data to crush him.

The mist filled the air, and the branches and leaves of the bamboo forest swayed in the wind. The first ronin appeared, and his weapon was changed to a commonly used knife.

Fujii held the projected Kaku-style katana in both hands, stepped lightly, and stabbed forward. The blade of the sword deflected the Ronin's weapon and sank into the opponent's throat. A sword tip emerged from the back of the neck.

"Plop!"

As soon as Saito pulled out the long sword from the corpse, his eyes turned red and he kept shouting coldly, looking for the legendary swordsman.

"Ichikawa Ittoryu, Fujii Shu."

The young swordsman I had never seen before had a slender and well-proportioned figure. He was wearing a blue singlet and holding a red sword in his right hand. His appearance was extremely handsome. If he were on the streets of Edo, he would probably attract a large number of women to watch.

The two ronin on the left and the right each fell down holding their chests. The four ronin in the third level launched a killing formation (another name for swordsmen one versus many) and surrounded them.

Zatoichi pulled out his long wakizashi, blocked Fujii's stabbing blow, and deflected the opponent's right hand's vertical slash without stopping. The two of them were face to face, and they raised their feet to kick out at the same time. They were each hit in the lower abdomen and fell back.

A few steps.

Saito yelled loudly to boost his energy, withdrew his sword and struck again in an instant. Sporadic sparks flew out of the air in mid-air. Their weapons continued to clash at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and then struck again, shocking the surrounding soldiers of both armies.

They all avoided them and fought. They were unwilling to participate in a battle of this level.

I saw him walking lightly on the battlefield. When he encountered the hostile Sa Chang soldiers, he slew them with his sword without hesitation. In just a few breaths, there were corpses lying under his feet.

"Naturally Rishin-ryu, Saito Ichi."

Some of the musketeers retreated, and some hurriedly reloaded their guns. The two infantrymen responsible for protecting them raised their swords and rushed forward. Fujii slashed left and right, and solved these two uneasy situations in one breath.

A man of his ability.

At this time, a large wave of troops from the two armies met, and the two were overwhelmed by the crowd. Saito swung his sword and chopped down several Ashigaru soldiers of the Sacho army. Looking up, there were more than a dozen bodies lying where the Fujii tree had been.

The mutilated corpses belonged to both the Sacho army and their shogunate army.

"Executioner Battousai, come out and fight to the death!"

"Beichen Ittōryu, Kanichiro Yoshimura, join us!"

Saito flicked away the burned out cigarette butt, a little disbelieving, but after a brief Zanxin move to regain his mid-level posture, this doubt was forgotten.

Are the characters in this simulated scene quite realistic?

Saito raised his sword as soon as he realized it, raised his hand in the middle stance, and looked directly at this uninvited guest.

"Hey! How about you compare with me first?"

Ichikawa-ryu? That small sword sect in Edo, which was in decline, also had such a master?

The irritating smell of smoke and sulfur penetrated into his nostrils. He slid and panned, and a spear fell into the air. The bamboo armor ashigaru of the Sacho army was about to close the gun and fight again, but saw the young man in front of him who was wearing clothes that did not belong to the warring faction swinging his sword to cut him off.

The gun body is then cut along the gun shaft, intersecting with his own body shape.

The blind Zatoichi, who had a shaved head, stopped seven steps in front of him, arched his body, and held the hilt of the sword in his right hand. His backhand Ichimonji sword technique was as fast as lightning, and he could often strike from behind.

Fujii looked at Saitoichi's eyes and saw the firmness in his eyes. People in real life may not have such appeal.

There was a sound of breaking wind behind him. At this moment, Fujii Shu couldn't avoid it, so he turned around and slashed back. The cold blade passed through his body. It was Saitoichi's weapon, and his Kakushu katana also hit Saitoichi.

Become Saito II.

Takeko Ashigaru's hands slipped, and his upper body also fell to the ground. His whole body was cut diagonally from the shoulders down, and the splattered blood stained Fujii's white cheeks, which was unusually bright.

"Sui--!"

Fujii rolled away, got up and stabbed one person in the abdomen with his sword, then raised it upwards and cut open the chest cavity.

These people are not strong!

However, this man's face was unusually indifferent, and he had killed several people without any unnecessary expression. He was probably born to be a careless swordsman, focusing only on his sword skills, ignoring life and death, and looking down on gains and losses.

At this time, Fujii had no reservations at all and was unleashing the power in his body wantonly. Saito was slightly inferior in terms of physical fitness. After fighting for a few breaths, he began to retreat backwards, switching from attack to defense.

As soon as he stopped, Fujii threw the ronin katana with his left hand. He bent his legs and used the force to fly forward and stab. When Zatoichi used his long wakizashi to pull away the katana he threw, the distance between the two had already been shortened.

Close to the danger zone of one foot and one sword.

While he was thinking, he rushed into a group of fighting infantry, cut off a head with his horizontal sword, raised his head to block the direct thrust of the sword, pinched the arm of the subordinate samurai who owned the sword with his left hand, and crushed the iron wrist guard.

He grabbed the tachi, which was of decent workmanship, and used the skill of the Inversion Ichimonji Slash with his backhand to cut a thin red line in the middle of the eyebrows of the lower-level samurai who was fully equipped with protective gear. When he walked past, the man and his armor were split into two pieces.

"Congratulations on clearing the level, you will be rewarded with a special kendo skill: Reverse Ichimonji Slash, which cannot be upgraded."

The ronin shouted out the sound of energy and force, and slashed at the surrounded Fujii tree.

"Ugh! What a ruthless sword!"

Fujii blocked it five times in a row. The musketeers of the shogunate army who were more than ten steps away were dumbfounded. Five or six flintlock guns at such a close distance could not hurt this guy at all. On the contrary, everyone nearby suffered.

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Swinging his sword to scatter the residual blood covering the blade, making a blood-shaking movement and taking the stance of containing the residual heart, Fujii picked up the sword from the corpse of the ronin on the ground and changed it to a double-sword style to face the enemy.

The next wave of people came running quickly with swords raised, their bamboo sandals clanking. Fujii Shu had already mastered their fighting mechanism and did not give way. He swung his sword like lightning, stabbed left and right, and passed by the two of them.

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Damn it, damn it! Who can withstand this!

After listening to the prompts in his ears, Fujii Shu didn't have time to speak. Dressed in green clothes, he wielded a katana sword alone and stood on the battlefield where the bamboo forest and hilly terrain combined.

"Bang!"

A young man's voice came from behind, followed by the sound of swords clashing, the sound of liquid gushing out, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. When Saito turned around and saw several Shinsengumi swordsmen following him, he fell to the ground in a mess.

, the stump of a limb was broken, and the blood spread to the feet of the bamboo clogs.

The culprit was none other than Fujii, who was standing on the same spot. The extremely handsome young man stretched his muscles, raised his foot and kicked up a katana, holding a sharp blade in each hand, and rushed towards Saito in the crowd.

He suddenly withdrew his strength and went straight to the newcomer Kanichiro Yoshimura. This person was one of the few unnatural Rishin-ryu mid-level and senior leaders in the Shinsengumi, and his strength was slightly worse than that of Saito Ichi.

The two people's eyes met each other in mid-air, and the moment they separated, the light of the sword suddenly appeared.

"That's it!"

In the distance, there is a swordsman in white feather woven clothes holding a cigarette in his mouth. He looks to be in his thirties but has been through many vicissitudes of life. The white identification turban on his forehead is dyed dark brown, and there are not many white corners in his white clothes.

I think this person's name is Saito Ichi, right? He's the captain of the Shinsengumi's third division.

The opponent in the last level is Zatoichi, the swordsman with a long wakashi, but from Fujii's current perspective, this swordsman's swordsmanship level should be in the late LV4.

After confirming the strength of the person in front of him, Saitoichi took the initiative to report his origin to show respect for his equal opponent.

Pulling away the sword blade, Ronin's body lost support and fell to the ground covered with dead leaves.

Raising the weapon in his right hand to hold the two falling swords, his wrist dropped to withstand the full strength of the two men. His other left hand turned the edge of the sword and thrust it out from under his arm, piercing the throat of the ronin behind him, interrupting the opponent's sneak attack.

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Born by the sword, died by the sword, the fate of the swordsman cannot be decided.

With one sword, he cut off the barrel of the flintlock gun pointed at him. The cut was smooth and smooth. Fujii was like a wolf among sheep, killing five or six musketeers wearing iron armor. The Kaku-style sword in his hand did not even appear.

The curled blade is worthy of being the sacred sword of Yushiro Shrine.

A shout came from behind Fujii Shu who was suppressing Saitoichi. He turned his left hand to strike the knife, and used the spine of the blade to block a thrust.

After clearing the level, his injuries and physical strength returned to normal. Fujii chose to continue. He wanted to try the skill he had just acquired, the reverse Ichimonji Slash, to see how effective it was.

Fujii Shu rushed into the formation, with six times the body of an ordinary person, and the combination of the early sword skills of the LV4 swordsman, set off a bloody storm, broken limbs and broken arms, several big heads were thrown away, and a broken neck spurted a fountain of blood. The sergeants

Rows of people fell down, and only a vague afterimage could be seen, with sword light and death scattered everywhere.

Kanichiro Yoshimura, who failed to make a sneak attack, took a defensive mid-level stance. Facing Fujii's sudden arrival, he calmly blocked a diagonal slash and stepped back to avoid the subsequent Yato thrust. However, Fujii's move did not end.

Yong Lao connected the next tooth protrusion and pierced the throat of the moon-headed swordsman at the cost of cutting his arm.

Suddenly he raised his sword to block, sparks bounced off the blade, and the uneven lead bullets passed by his eyes and shot into the archer behind him who was aiming at him with his bow and arrow.

"Ahhh! This is a monster!"

The wind blew the bamboo and the leaves scattered. Fujii and Zatoichi faced off for nearly a minute. In the end, Fujii took the lead and swung his sword with his left hand to take out the opponent's heart.

"At the end of the shogunate period, at the Battle of Karasuba Fushimi, people killed swordsmen like crucian carp crossing a river. Kill the swordsmen who are strong enough on the battlefield. If you persist until the end of the battle, you will get scores and rewards."

Two against one, right?

He knew that the people here were all simulated battle data, so he was so decisive in his actions. He didn't expect that in the eyes of these people, he had become the living king of hell. His impression score would soon catch up with that of Battosai, right?

He raised his sword, took a lower stance, dragged the sword behind him, and arched his back.

After fighting everywhere for a while, Fujii Shu finally found the strong man after throwing away the broken sword.

His vision went dark. After listening to the prompts, he reappeared on the battlefield and started the next trial.

Saitoichi and Fujiiju struck at the same time, the former slashed vertically and the latter slashed diagonally. Their sword blades rubbed against each other. They each staggered to avoid the opponent's attack and retreated ten steps.

Fujii Shu thought for a while, his sword skills were derived from Golden Finger, so he learned some steps of Ichikawa Itto-ryu, so he should give it his name.

"Huh! Ha!"

There is no such emotional duel in reality, because there is only one life, and there are almost no opportunities for actual combat with cold weapons in modern society.

With just one cut, the sword in his hand was cut in several places. Fortunately, it did not affect the killing of the enemy. Fujii Shu broke out from the fighting crowd, leaving behind a mutilated corpse that fell all the way. Regardless of whether there was armor or not, the fate would be the same.

Falling apart.

"Failed to pass the level, graded as C, gained 3% kendo skill proficiency points."

The katana on the right side suppressed Saitoichi's weapon, causing him to kneel on the ground. The katana on the left hand held the tip of Tsukiyo-tou swordsman's piercing sword. Fujii glanced left and right, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Don't come here!"

After his swordsmanship reached LV4 sword master level, he gradually learned some skills. Unlike Miyamoto Musashi's Futen-ichi, which has two swords, one long and one short, which emphasizes the balance of offense and defense, his double-sword style pays more attention to offense and uses a strong physique.

Holding a katana in each hand, he has an advantage when facing ronin soldiers with three times the strength of ordinary people.

"Clang!"

The only two people left in front of him were chopped horizontally by his left hand and cut into two parts from the waist.

This battlefield is simulated based on the scene of Rurouni Kenshin. Fujii Shu has read the Rurouni Kenshin comics. In his memory, Saito Kazuzu of the Shinsengumi party is also a famous swordsman. He is already very powerful, plus five

The body of an ordinary person is even more difficult to deal with.

Saito was not afraid, and took the initiative to meet him. He held the katana tightly with both hands, stopped Fujii's kasaya slash with his right hand, and pressed forward, finally stopping his opponent.

"Reverse Ichimonji Slash: When using the reverse hand to perform a sword weapon attack, the shooting speed will be increased by 30%, the power will be increased by 20%, the cooling period will be five minutes, and a certain amount of physical strength will be consumed."

Before he had time to dodge, Zatoichi's long wakizashi stabbed into Fujii's abdomen, and a blade that was more than a foot long came out from Zatoichi's back, stained with blood, right in the center.

"Entering the next stage of the challenge, the remaining ninety-nine times will be converted into ten times. The strength of the soldiers is three times that of ordinary people, and the strength of the commander is five times that of ordinary people. Do you want to continue?"

"You belong to neither the Shogunate Army nor the Sacho Army. Both the Shinsengumi and Battosai will regard you as their enemy."

Zatoichi, who was fatally injured, stepped back and pulled the sword blade out of his body, while his long wakizashi remained in Fujii's belly. It was not fatally injured and only submerged by a distance of seven or eight centimeters.

Until one night passed and ten opportunities were exhausted, Fujii's kendo skills increased to LV4/33%, and the best rating was B. He killed Saitoichi and Yoshimura Kanichiro at the cost of injury, and then fought with a man named Udo.

The score obtained after the swordsmen of the Blade Guard died together.

It was already dawn when he opened his eyes and woke up. Fujii looked at the two points of free attributes that had not been added and thought for a while.

Wait a minute, this has a lot of stamina. Let’s add attributes first, and wait until the daily practice skills are fully accumulated before starting the trial. Anyway, it will only take two or three months. I can also earn more attributes. I have already

It's strong enough, there's no need to rush to improve it.

Therefore, his current attributes become.

Name; Fujii itsuki/fujii itsuki

Age; 18/60

Strength; 6.76

Physique; 6.75

Agility; 6.78

Intelligence; 2.00/MAX

Charm; 2.00/MAX

Free attribute points; 0

(End of chapter)