On this day, the Country of Iron's Samurai leader, Mifune, paid a visit to the Hidden Ninja Nation, requesting an audience with Zuotou … With the Feather Emperor's permission, master and disciple met.
After dozens of years, the two of them couldn't help but reminisce. After reminiscing, San Funan removed the plate armor on his chest, revealing his scarred chest. A brand new saber wound separated the rest of the old wounds. It was so deep that the bones could be seen. It was particularly eye-catching!
"…" Zuotou couldn't see, but his Mind's Eye saw everything clearly, "This energy … is it Mikazuki Munechika?"
Mifune's tone was grave, "Miyamoto returned. Not only did she take away your Mikazuki Munechika, but she also tried to steal your Fiendish Saber …"
Muramasa and Murasame forged the two sabers when Zuotou was 30 years old. That was when Zuotou was the God of Martial Warriors, his killing intent and viciousness were at their peak. The two sabers took countless lives … The blade wielder's killing intent and viciousness, as well as the victim's resentment, entangled the saber and turned it into a fiendish 'Fiendish Saber'!
It was said that the black saber was the strongest saber.
But the Fiendish Saber … was an 'evil' saber!
The saber's evil aura would confuse anyone who approached it … If one touched it, they would be devoured by evil and turn into a bloodthirsty demon!
After the death of his wife and daughter, Zuotou lost all hope. To prevent the Fiendish Saber from being tainted by evil, he abandoned it in the Country of Iron's Famed Saber Palace.
The place where Zuotou abandoned the Fiendish Saber was called Hell Valley. It was a dangerous place that not even the Country of Iron's leaders dared to approach!
It was said that Hell Valley was even more dangerous than Hell's Valley. It was shrouded in a black mist all year round, and no one who entered it ever came out alive!
It was said that the black mist would only scatter on the day of the Blood Moon. But once the Blood Moon passed, the black mist would cover you again. If you didn't come out in time, you would be sucked into the darkness. No matter how strong you were, you wouldn't be able to return.
The Blood Moon's Day was a lunar eclipse. It happened once a year and was extremely short …
Zatoichi stared at the ceiling, "Judging by the time, it's almost the day of the Blood Moon. Did Miyamoto come prepared …?"
Mifune said, "Master … this disciple knows that you are a recluse. This time, I came to greet you. The Country of Iron has full authority to deal with the problem of the one-armed blade, but if unexpected situations occur, I hope you can be prepared."
Zuo Tou said, "Ah, then I'll have to trouble you …"
Mifune got up and looked at the blind old man in front of him with a complicated expression. He couldn't figure out why the former God of Samurai would throw himself into the Ninja Kingdom … but he never asked.
That old man naturally has his own considerations … Mifune sighed softly in his heart and solemnly bowed to Zuotou City: "Master, take care of yourself … Disciple bids farewell."
The next day, at the training ground of Emperor Yu City, Zuotou Shishi stood still with a bamboo sword in his hand.
Little Snow was wearing a snow-white swordsman's robe. Her purple hair was combed into a single ponytail that was hidden behind her collar. Her fringe covered her right eye.
"Teacher Zatoichi, please advise me." After Xiao Xue performed a swordsman's salute, he extended his hand and grasped the fine snow-white sword hilt at his waist.
This posture was called Iaido.
Iaido was a type of sword-drawing technique that killed the enemy in the instant the sword was drawn.
It seemed simple, but it required a lot of practice to master. Since Xiao Xue became Zuotou City's disciple, she had only practiced this move, Iaido!
"Phew …" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Ninjas who used swords might not be so particular, but samurai who specialized in swords had a profound 'breathing technique'. It was a technique that could raise one's concentration and control to the extreme.
Whoosh!
The moment she opened her eyes, Xiao Xue's figure disappeared.
Ding!
A fine sword light flashed in a straight line. Xiao Xue was already behind Zuotou City, frozen in her sword-wielding posture. The wind blew up her bangs, and her eyes were filled with the pattern of a Mangekyo …
Buzz!
The bamboo sword in Zuotou City's hand that was used to block the attack vibrated. Bang! A few seconds later, the lower edge fell off neatly.
The corner of his mouth that was covered with stubble curled into a gratified smile: "You are worthy of teaching …"
"Phew …" Xiao Xue exhaled and slowly sheathed the fine snow. She wiped the sweat on her pretty face and turned around: "Sensei, you let me win!"
There were four people watching near the dojo.
Naruto and Sasuke.
Hinata behind Naruto, and Sakura beside Sasuke.
Sakura said disapprovingly, "It's just cutting a bamboo. Is it worth making such a fuss?"
What do you know, a frog at the bottom of a well … Sasuke expressed disdain for Sakura's shortsightedness.
He stared at Zuotou City with his Sharingan and quietly clenched his fist: Even my Sharingan couldn't capture Snow's movements. Such a swift and fierce slash, but that blind old man blocked it with a bamboo sword, and the slash didn't affect him at all … And he obviously held back! Who is this person?
Naruto also sighed: "I didn't expect that in such a short time, Snow's swordsmanship has become so exquisite. Hinata, who is that uncle? He can actually be Snow's swordsmanship teacher. "He asked Hinata.
Sasuke also looked at Hinata.
"M- Naruto -kun … I, I also heard it from Snow. That uncle, Zuotou City, has the reputation of the Samurai God. He once fought with my father … and he didn't lose." The father in Hinata's words was Lin Yu. She was now Lin Yu's goddaughter.
"What!?" Naruto exclaimed, "He can fight with Uncle Shadow?"
Sasuke was shocked. 'That blind old man can fight a Shadow monster with just a Katana!'
After the training ended, in the lounge.
Snow was sitting on a futon, talking to Zuotou City.
"Zuotou City sensei, yesterday I heard from my father that the Samurai leader of the Land of Iron came to you and mentioned a man called One-Armed Blade Miyamoto. He seemed to want to harm you. Who is that One-Armed Blade?"
If it was someone else, Zuotou City would definitely not want to mention these past events, but he regarded Snow as half a daughter, so he didn't avoid it. "He was once a Supreme Samurai in the Land of Iron who was as famous as me … He came from the same master as me, so he can be considered as my Junior Brother."
Snow was surprised. "Junior Brother!? You … also have a master? "
Zuotou City smiled faintly. "Of course, the swordsmanship of Samurai comes from the same origin. Without the guidance of a master, how can I reach a higher level … My master was once a great swordsman who shook the world. His name is' Heart Stick Thirty Brothers', and he also forged many famous swords in his life."
Snow muttered in her heart: What a strange name …
She asked, "Then, who is more powerful, Sensei's master or Sensei?"
Zuotou City said with a double meaning, "It is the highest honor for a Samurai to cultivate a disciple who surpasses himself, and Heart Stick Thirty Brothers deserves this honor …"
In other words … Zuotou City sensei is more powerful? Sensei's implication is that he wants to cultivate me into someone who surpasses him in swordsmanship. I must practice diligently and not disappoint Sensei's expectations.
Snow asked again, "Then, why did your Junior Brother Miyamoto turn against you and become enemies?"
Zuotou City said tirelessly, "Junior Brother Miyamoto's talent in swordsmanship is not below mine, but he is impetuous and too competitive."
"He entered the sect late. At that time, Sensei was already old and would occasionally ask me to teach him. Junior Brother felt indignant and felt that he was not valued by Sensei. He wanted to prove himself, so he repeatedly challenged me."
"At that time, I was obsessed with swordsmanship and did not understand the ways of the world. Every time, I would do my best to deal with him and defeated him time and time again … He challenged me a total of 108 times."
Snow asked, "How many times did you defeat him?"
"107 times."
"Did he win the last time?"
"No, there was no clear winner. He was trembling all over and did not draw his sword for a long time. In the end, the matter was left unsettled. Since then, he was much more well-behaved and did not rashly challenge me. He practiced swordsmanship in a down-to-earth manner, and his skills improved rapidly …"
"But after that, I realized that his competitive nature had never changed …"
"Many years later, one day, I went out to train and returned. I found that Sensei had met with an accident. He was killed in his sleep with a single blow … That was impossible. Sensei had already awakened the instinct of a swordsman. As long as there was a murderous aura within ten meters, even if it was in his sleep, he would be able to instantly draw his sword to defend himself."
"After that, I investigated and found that Sensei's food and tea were poisoned. He completely lost consciousness and was killed. The first person I thought of was Miyamoto. When I was not around, he was the one who took care of Sensei's daily needs …"
"When Miyamoto appeared in front of me again, he was holding Sensei's famed sword in his hand. It turned out that he had already planned to assassinate Sensei and obtain his famed sword so that he could defeat me!"
"I was filled with grief and indignation. I defeated Miyamoto with Miyamoto Munechika. Because of our friendship, I did not take his life. I only cut off his dominant hand. For a swordsman, the dominant hand represents life. Losing the dominant hand also means the end of a swordsman's career …"
"I buried Sensei and his famed sword together. I left Miyamoto Munechika in the Hall of Famed Swordsman. At that time, the ninja rose, and the survival of the samurai was challenged. I was in danger and became the leader of the Land of Iron. I created the Murasame and Muramasa, and created the Dual Sword School …"
"Many years after that, there was no news of Miyamoto. Later, I learned that he had never given up his identity as a samurai. With his hatred for me, he practiced his swordsmanship with his left hand. Finally, he reached the realm of perfection. He was known as the 'One-Armed Sword.' Later, he even killed the Third Mizukage!"
"The Third Mizukage!?" Snowy was surprised.
The Third Mizukage, compared to his predecessor, Gengetsu Hozuki, and his successor, Yagura … didn't have much fame. He was like a passing traveler in the annals of ninja history.
But only those who lived in that era knew of the terror of the Third Mizukage. He was the one who started the Blood Mist Era, while Yagura was only his continuation.
The Mist Ninja Unit also originated from the time of the Third Mizukage. Because of what he did, the Mist Ninja Unit was completely blocked by the Mist Village, making it seem like the Third Mizukage wasn't famous.
"After Miyamoto's swordsmanship reached great success, he came looking for me for revenge, but I defeated him again. This time, he fled with a body full of injuries. There was no news of him since then. Everyone thought he was dead, but he stubbornly survived. He even tried to go to the Land of Iron's Hell Valley for my demonic blade …"
At this moment, a figure passed by and quietly pressed her ear against the wall to listen to the conversation inside. It was Xiao Ying.
She eavesdropped for a while until the voices stopped …
"Cough, cough!" Two warning coughs followed.
[Shit, I was discovered …] She ran while thinking, [Demonic Blade, Land of Iron, Hell Valley …]
She stopped and rolled her eyes, [If I tell Sasuke-kun about this, he'll be happy. After all, he saw the Shadow's daughter practicing her blade skills. When the time comes, Sasuke-kun and I will go to the Land of Iron's Hell Valley to find the legendary demonic blade. Ah, it's so romantic just thinking about it!]
"Alright! I'll tell Sasuke-kun right away! "She went to find Sasuke.
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