With an unbelievable appearance, Keitaro glared at Ogata, who severely wounded him with a stab in front of him.

A lot of blood rushed to his mouth, but Keitaro still resisted the blood rushing to his mouth, and asked Ogata vaguely:

"what have you done…?"

No matter what, Eitaro couldn't believe what happened before his eyes.

Ogata, who had been wounded all over his body and couldn't even breathe, suddenly rushed to him so fast that Eitaro couldn't fully react, and inflicted a fatal injury on him.

This feeling is like seeing a mouse suddenly fly up.

"I didn't do anything." Ogata whispered, "Seeing that your spirit was a little lax, so I ran over to kill you with a single blow-it was that simple.

"You..." Keitaro seemed to want to say something more.

But more and more blood was pouring out of his throat, and the remaining strength of his body became weaker and weaker, leaving Keitaro no strength to speak.

After vomiting a few more bites of blood, Keitaro finally fell heavily to the ground.

After Eitaro fell to the ground, Ogata couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

And this magical state disappeared after Keitaro fell to the ground.

I can no longer perceive myself and everything around me.

As soon as this magical state disappeared, Ogata also had to withdraw from the state of "the state of no self" due to exhaustion of physical strength.

As soon as he retired from the state of "the state of no self", a strong sense of exhaustion spread all over Ogata's body, as if his whole body was covered with towels full of water.

—I don’t know how Ding and Ms. Lin are doing now...

While wiping the sweat and blood off his face, Ogata cast his gaze to the distance where there was no longer the sound of shelling.

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…

Back to the time when Lin and the others just separated from Genichi—

After Genichi pulled out his Yangshen and Yanrong, the Iga ninjas led by Hanosuke scattered and surrounded Genichi in a strange formation.

The circle of people closest to Genichi is holding ninja swords and other melee weapons.

The people in the circle closest to Yuanyi are holding weapons such as lock sickles and shurikens that can launch long-range attacks.

There was no need for Hanno's help to issue any orders or instructions. After completing the encirclement of Genichi, the Iga ninjas immediately launched an attack on Genichi.

The first to launch the offense were the ninjas armed with long-range weapons.

The ninjas standing on the outermost edge of the formation threw out their shackles and shurikens.

Each lock sickle, each sword in each hand stroked a different trajectory and lased towards the source.

There were lock sickles and shurikens in all directions, but Yuan Yi's expression remained unchanged.

Sliding his feet, relying on his exquisite footwork, he avoided all of these attacking scythes and shurikens.

However, when Genichi dodges the sickle and shuriken that attacked him, the ninjas who were closer to Genichi, armed with melee weapons such as ninja swords, stepped forward to attack.

These ninjas in charge of close combat saw each other's needles and seized every opportunity they could attack, attacking the source that was evading the lock sickle, shuriken and other objects.

For these melee ninjas who attacked him, Genichi only dodges or defends, and does not launch a counterattack against them.

Genichi just dodges the endless attacks on him by the Iga ninjas while observing the formation of the Iga ninjas.

—So that's it...

Yuanyi secretly said in his heart.

-They should have been training for this formation for a long time.

Among the twenty-odd people, some of them stood on the outermost periphery to conduct a long-range attack, while others stood on the innermost side and engaged in close combat against the enemy trapped in the formation.

Genichi had also learned the weapon of the lock sickle.

As a strange weapon, the lock sickle is undoubtedly very difficult to master.

Throwing out such a heavy sickle or small hammer and steadily retracting it-just by reading this description, you can feel how difficult this kind of weapon is to use the sickle.

Those who use the sickle for the first time, let alone hit the target, it is good not to injure themselves when retracting the sickle and small hammer thrown out.

According to Yuanyi's visual observation, there were 8 people standing on the outermost side of the formation using the lock sickle for long-range attacks.

These 8 people used the lock sickle at the same time, a weapon that has a wide range of attacks and is easy to accidentally injure their own people, but until now they have not mistakenly injured their companions, or let their lock sickles accidentally be in the air with other people's lock sickles. Bumped together.

These ninjas who are in charge of close combat are the same. After they attacked Genichi, they haven't accidentally injured their companions or accidentally hindered their companions' attacks until now.

"Ninja 1" and "Ninja 2" came forward together to pinch the source of the attack. Their attacks were full of tacit understanding and well-founded advances and retreats. There would never be a situation where "Ninja 1" interfered with "Ninja 2".

The Iga ninjas in this formation have cooperated very well, and these more than twenty ninjas seem to have become one.

"Hey!"

Genichi dodges and defends against the waves of attacks launched by the Iga ninjas against him, while turning his head to ask Hanosuke, who is standing not far away, looking at him coldly.

"Couldn't this formation be specifically used by you to target me?"

"...That's right." Hanosuke said in a deep voice, "I designed this formation with both long and close attacks!"

"It took me so many years to design this formation!"

"Then it took me so many years for my subordinates to practice and adapt this formation!"

"Then use this formation to defeat the unfamiliar masters of warfare, and accumulate sufficient experience against the enemy!"

"Although a lot of price has been paid to shape this formation, these costs are worth it!"

Hanosuke got more excited as he spoke.

There was not a single lie in what he said just now, it was all true.

Since the demise of Iga, Hanosuke has been thinking about ways to defeat Genichi Kinoshita.

He had seen with his own eyes what kind of posture Kinoshita Genichi, holding two knives and going all out, was like an evil spirit.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Hanosuke had to face this cruel fact: he alone, even if he has been training for a hundred years, is definitely not Kinoshita Genichi's opponent.

If he wanted to kill Kinoshita Genichi, the only way Hanosuke could think of was to use the crowd tactics.

And you can't just pile up the number of people, you need a formation to maximize the number of people.

So Hanosuke spent many years studying the formation that can maximize the combat power.

Then I went around looking for young seedlings with potential and worth training, taught them Iga's ninjutsu, and cultivated them into Iga's ninjas. Then let them learn and practice the formation designed by Hanosuke.

Before and after, I don't know how many years it took.

Although it took many, many years, it was just like what Hanosuke said just now—even though they paid a lot of money, they were all worth it.

Hanosuke felt his heart beating fast now.

So fast as if the heart was about to jump out of his throat.

After waiting for 40 years, I finally saw Yuanyi again, and finally let them deal with Yuanyi in this formation that they had painstakingly honed.

If possible, Hanosuke wanted to directly raise the knife and join the formation.

It's a pity-Hanosuke's physical strength has not allowed him to do this.

Hanosuke is now an old man over 60 years old, and now he can't even hold the knife firmly.

In his current state, raising the sword to join this formation will only drag his feet. Therefore, Hanosuke can only resist the method of personally going forward to avenge Iga no Sato, standing outside the formation, far away. He looked at Genichi who was being besieged by his men.

Looking at Genichi, whose footsteps slowly became less flexible in the center of the formation, a touch of triumph appeared with Hanosuke's slightly upturned mouth.

Hanosuke is bound to win the head of Genichi's removal today.

It's not just because he has confidence in the strength of his men and his formation.

It's even more because Yuanyi is no longer the handsome young man 40 years ago.

Now Genichi is the same as him-his hair and beard are gray, and his skin is wrinkled like a piece of orange peel that has been air-dried.

—Yuan Yi...

Hanosuke said excitedly in his heart.

-No matter how strong you are, it's just a mortal body. Even you, it is impossible to escape the physical aging...!

…

…

Just now, Genichi had been avoiding endless attacks from all directions, while quietly listening to Hanosuke's introduction of this formation specifically designed to deal with him.

After Hanosuke's voice fell, Gen smiled slightly.

"So that's it, in order to defeat me, a formation was specially designed..."

"This formation is indeed very powerful."

"Both near and far offense."

"Even if it's me, if I just evade or defend, I can't stay in this formation for too long."

"So…"

Yuan Yi took a deep breath.

A ninja standing on the side of Yuanyi just raised the Shinobi in his hand and slashed towards Yuanyi.

This time, Yuan Yi had no flash and no defense.

Instead, after sucking the lever into the lungs and slowly exhaling the air, he waved his right hand at a speed fast enough to make Hanosuke who was standing on the periphery of the formation wide open his eyes.

Yang Shen took the shortest route through the throat of the ninja.

"I'm going to show some real skills too." Yuan Yi announced to everyone present in a calm tone.

After slaying the ninja next to him, Genichi quickly pressed the weight of his body, and then turned his whole body into an afterimage, flashing towards the ninja closest to him.

When Genichi flashed towards the ninja, a scythe flew towards him from his left back.

But Yuan Yi looked like he had eyes behind his back, and Yan Rong, who waved his left hand, shot down the scythe, and then steadily came to the ninja closest to him.

Step in, bend and stretch your upper body, and cut the knife from the bottom up.

Another ninja was killed by Genichi.

Because Genichi's speed was too fast, the ninja didn't have time to defend or counterattack until he was executed.

If someone with a deep knowledge of swordsmanship came to watch the two slashes that Yuanyi had just made, he might be shocked by the power of the two slashes that Yuanyi had just now.

The two slashes of Genichi just now were not so powerful.

But it is too precise.

It hits the enemy's vital point very accurately, and the force used is just enough to take the enemy's life away, and the force is not more or less.

This extremely precise slash can not only kill the enemy with the highest efficiency, but also save one's energy to the greatest extent.

Hanosuke is naturally the one who can understand how exquisite Genichi's swordsmanship is.

At this time, Hanosuke... his expression is hard to describe in words.

After seeing Genichi cutting his two subordinates at an extremely fast speed compared to the previous one, Hanosuke's pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth widened, and his chin seemed to fall off at any time. Up.

Genichi focused his energy and attention on dealing with the ninjas around him, so he didn't see Hanosuke's wonderful expression now.

The source slid under his foot, and the ground made noise.

After hiding, then hiding, Genichi's body flashed flexibly, avoiding the knives that the ninjas waved at him, the shackles and the shurikens thrown at him.

Rushing in front of and behind the two ninjas, flashed, flashed again, the Balrog's sword flashed silently twice, the bodies of the two ninjas raised blood mist, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Genichi waved the Yang Shen and Yan Rong in his hands, harvesting the lives of Iga Ninja after another.

After a while, the formation that Hanosuke had high hopes for was torn open by Genichi abruptly.

After forcibly tore a hole in the formation, Genichi ignored the ninjas who were in charge of melee combat who had not fallen yet. Instead, he followed the hole torn apart by him and rushed straight to the one standing outside the formation. A famous ninja with a scythe.

The ninja standing on the outermost periphery of the formation and holding the scythe in his hand naturally saw how Genichi slayed his companions one by one with a force of destruction.

After seeing Yuan running straight towards him, he involuntarily panicked and waved the sickle in his hand in a slightly messy posture, driving the sickle to cut towards Yuan.

Genichi only shifted his head to avoid the sickle that was flying towards him.

When he got close to the ninja, Genichi didn't swipe his sword to kill him.

Instead, he used Jiu-Jitsu to bring the ninja down.

While twisting the ninja's neck, he snatched the ninja's scythe.

"The lock sickle...it's been a long time..."

After muttering like this, Genichi bit Yan Rong in his mouth, and then flicked the sickle with his left arm, slamming the sickle towards another ninja who also used the sickle in the distance, and then made it precise. The ground cut his neck.

Obviously, he is already a gray-haired old man. He obviously only uses one arm to drive the lock sickle, but the lock sickle thrown out by Yuanyi is far better than the locks thrown by these Iga ninjas in terms of strength, speed and accuracy. sickle.

"Don't be afraid! Don't panic!" Hanosuke murmured, encouraging his subordinates who are still alive, "Don't panic! Surround him again!"

Hanosuke's encouragement is still effective.

After hearing these chants from Hanosuke, the ninjas who were already panicked recovered a little bit of composure.

But this has no effect.

Restoring their composure did not help them defeat Yuanyi.

Genichi was still beheading their companions one by one, like cutting melons and vegetables.

Soon, the number of Iga ninjas who could still stand well, including Hanosuke, were fewer than 8 left.

And these Iga ninjas who are still alive, their morale and fighting spirit are naturally undoubtedly collapsed.

The rest of the people who are still alive are basically people who have just joined Hanosuke’s subordinates for a short time, or those who are not strong enough to fight—because people who are loyal to Iga or who are strong enough to fight are very brave just now. The ground rushed up to attack Yuan Yi, and then was brought down by Yuan Yi with a sword.

Facing Genichi, who possessed overwhelming power, their fear of death still overwhelmed their loyalty to Iga.

Although Hanosuke yelled so loudly that he even killed a ninja trying to escape with a knife, he couldn't stop the rest of the people from fleeing.

In the end-only half of the help, the whole of the help, and the new help remained in place.

The three of them, headed by Hanosuke, are all survivors after the fall of Iga no Sato 40 years ago.

The three elderly people stared at Yuan Yi who came towards them with a knife.

His eyes were full of anger, consternation and shock.

"Your subordinates are still very good." Yuan Yi said softly, "The skill is not bad, and the fighting will is good. It collapsed after only a few people were left. Changing to another organization, I'm afraid I will bring it down. After half of their companions, they fled in all directions."

After all, there are only a handful of organizations that can fight to the last without leaving.

So just like what Genichi said just now-the performance of the Iga Ninjas just now is considered to be a very good one, and the twenty-odd people began to collapse after being beaten to less than 10 people.

Although the subordinates must die or flee, the three survivors of the fall of Iga, headed by Hanosuke, still stand firmly in place, without any thoughts or actions to escape.

The three of them pulled out their ninja swords with a black face.

"Kinoshita Genichi!" Hanosuke snarled at Genichi, holding the Shinobu in his hand, "Why? Why are you the only one special forever?!"

There was a little cry in Hanosuke's voice.

"Obviously you are already a gray-haired old man, but you still possess such a strong power!"

"why?!"

"Why are you the most special one at all times?!"

Speaking of this, Hanosuke's eye sockets began to flush slightly.

Before the end of a stick of incense, Hanosuke was still full of confidence in his subordinates and in their formation. He firmly believed that he would be able to kill Kinoshita Genichi this time, and painted for the hatred that lasted for 40 years. The last full stop.

No matter how strong people are, their bodies will still start to weaken as they age. Hanosuke doesn't believe that they will not be able to cope with Genichi Kinoshita who is too old to even have a black hair.

However... after just a stick of incense, Hanosuke's self-confidence was completely smashed by Genichi with his two knives.

Hanosuke felt angry and...unwilling.

He didn't understand why Yuan Yi was already this age and still possessed such a strong power.

After Hanosuke and the others passed the 60th hurdle, they were unable to handle things like swinging a knife.

The agility of the footsteps is also greatly reduced, not only is the speed slow, but also often makes the low-level mistake of accidentally tripping on the right foot with the left foot.

Had it not been for the fact that the body was no longer good, Hanosuke and the others would not have been standing at the outermost periphery of the formation and handing over the heavy task of killing Genichi to their subordinates.

So Hanosuke was very unwilling.

Because Genichi will always be a special one, I feel extremely unwilling.

Forty years ago, Hanosuke had witnessed the heroic fighting of Genichi, who was in the midst of a magnificent atmosphere at the time.

At that time, Yuanyi, who was only 24 years old, showed a lot more power than his peers.

And now that Genichi is 64 years old, he is still far ahead of his peers.

People of the same age like Hanosuke are too old to hold the sword, but Genichi's footsteps are still agile, and the slashes are still sharp.

This intense unwillingness to make Hanosuke's eyes flushed involuntarily, and a cry of cry appeared in his voice.

As soon as Hanosuke's cry fell, the expressionless source said quietly without thinking:

"Because—I'm never old at all."

After the speech, Yuanyi turned into an afterimage again.

The three Hanosuke, who were too old to hold the sword, naturally had no chance of winning.

The three of them knew that they had no chance of winning.

But they still chose to fight with Yuan to the end.

While screaming as if he was about to vent the resentment that had been accumulated in his chest for 40 years, he swung his knife towards the source who rushed towards them.

The three of them couldn't even touch the corner of Pian Yuanyi's clothes with their knives, so they were each hit by 3 knives...

…

…

When Hanosuke and the others fell, they still stared at Genichi with eyes full of anger and unwillingness. They fell to the ground while staring at Genichi.

He stared at Yuan Yi until he died.

It looked like he wanted to keep Yuan Yi's face firmly in his eyes, and then went down to the yellow spring with the memory of Yuan Yi's face.

The source of the two-and-a-half help, they didn't care about the behavior of staring at him before dying.

After all—he has been used to it since.

"Okay..." Yuan Yi let out a sigh of relief as he closed the knife, "Where are they, Xiaolin now..."

Genichi cast his gaze in the direction Lin and the others had left.

However—just when Genichi was about to pull his feet to chase Lin and the others, he suddenly heard a string of slow footsteps from far and near behind him.

Following the reputation, the figure that appeared in Yuanyi's eyes made Yuanyi frown involuntarily.

"Palla...?"

"Genichi, I'm right? As long as I see you, there is nothing good. I just left Shiranui for a long time, and Shiranui was tossed like this by you."

The figure that approached from the back of Yuanyi and walked slowly towards Yuanyi was the flame demon.

With a pair of flame demon on his head that looked like a newly bought hat, he walked to a place nearly 10 steps away from Yuanyi to stop.

The words that the Flame Demon said to him in the early hours of this morning, Yuan Yi still lingered in his ears.

Frowning, and after looking up and down the Flame Demon for a long time, Yuan Yi asked in a deep voice:

"...What are you doing when you come back? Didn't you say that you no longer intend to do the Balrog in Shiranui, and stop paying attention to anything in Shiranui?"

Genichi's tone was a little puzzled.

I don't understand what the flame demon is doing now.

"Yup…"

The Balrog's face was expressionless and his tone was light.

"I did tell you that..."

"In essence, I did."

"Just now, I have bought all the items for the long journey, bought the dry food for the road, and walked on the road to leave Edo steadily."

"I... I really want to leave Shiranui completely like this..."

"But ah..."

The Balrog slowly lowered his head.

The broad rim of the hat on top of his head covered his face, making Genichi couldn't see what his expression was now.

"Genichi... can you see it?"

"See...the ghosts entangled in me..."

"The previous generation of Balrogs and former friends, their faces full of expectations for me, constantly appear in my mind."

"The promise I made to them to'rejuvenate Shiranui' has echoed in my mind over and over again."

"I... don't want to remember this."

"But the more I want me to stop thinking of these, these memories appear more frequently..."

"When I got back to my senses..."

The Balrog raised his head again.

"I'm back here..."

The face of the flame demon was no longer as expressionless as before, but showed a look full of bitterness.

But in this bitter expression, the flame demon's eyes gradually burst into light called "firm".

The flame demon raised his hand, and continued to speak while removing the hat at the beginning.

"The revitalization of Shiranui is the previous generation of Balrog... No, it is our long-cherished wish for Shiranui."

"Sure enough... there is no way to completely abandon this long-cherished wish that has lasted for 200 years..."

The Flame Demon smiled bitterly.

There is a sense of indifference in the smile of abandoning everything and seeing everything through.

"I don't know, and I don't really want to know why you came to me again this time to trouble me Shiranui."

"I just need to know that you are now my enemy in Shiranui."

"Draw your sword, Genichi."

The flame demon flicked the hat in his hand, raised his hand, and held the handle of the ninja sword on his left waist. While pulling out his ninja sword inch by inch, he announced to Yuanyi word by word:

"I want to bring Shiranui back from Huangquan!"

"...You can't pull it back." Genichi's tone was calm, "The age of ninjas has passed."

"Then I'll show it to you!" The Balrog took out a black pill and swallowed it in one bite.

"...It seems that the Flame Demon is really back." Yuan twitched at the corner of his mouth, revealing an inexplicable smile, then raised his hands and pulled out the Yang Shen and Yan Rong from his waist again.

As Yuan Yi drew his sword out of its sheath, his chest began to rise and fall in a special rhythm.

Dadao's peculiar light began to burst from Yuanyi's pupils.

After Yuanyi entered the "Selfless Realm", Balrog's skin gradually turned dark red, and a thin, steam-like gas began to emerge from the skin.

"Come on... Juggernaut!"

"Bring your horse here! Flame Demon!"

The Balrog took the lead.

He pointed the tip of the Shinobi sword at Yuanyi, and the tip of the sword struck Yuanyi's shoulder straight.

Yuan Yi stepped back, turned the sword aside, and then waved the Yang Shen with his right hand to cut it towards the Flame Demon.

The Flame Demon also jumped back lightly and dodged Yuanyi's sword.

Then the Flame Demon Yang Jian held eight pairs and ran towards Yuan in a big stride.

This time, facing the flame demon attacking him, Yuan Yi did not dodge or defend, but lowered the blades of Yang Shen and Yan Rong, and changed to the next sword force to welcome the flame demon.

The two passed by.

At the moment of staggering, the bodies of both sides seemed to fit tightly. The long sword in Yuan Yi's hand draws two white lights.

The two staggered, and a puff of blood sprayed from Balrog's body.

Yuan Yi successfully left a big hole in the chest of the Balrog just now.

After looking down at the big opening in his chest, a bit of astonishment and helplessness appeared on the face of the Flame Demon.

Just with the knife that Yuan Yi cut on his chest just now, the Flame Demon could see-he shouldn't be Yuan Yi's opponent.

—Genichi...Why are you still so good at this age?

The Balrog gritted his teeth.

Even though he knew he couldn't defeat Yuan Yi, he still resisted the tingling pain in his chest, twisted and fought Yuan Yi again.

Yuanyi's Yang God and Yan Rong constantly collided with the Flame Demon's Shinobi in mid-air.

The sparks from the friction between the blade and the blade repeatedly illuminate the faces of the two old men, Genichi and Balrog, and illuminate their gray hair and beards.

Obviously both of them are gray-haired, both of them are at an age when most people can't even walk fast, but they can use extremely agile movements to fight fierce battles that are enough to make all young people feel ashamed. .

The flame demon used what he had learned all his life in this battle.

And Yuan Yi also tightened every nerve in his body, dissolving every attack of the Balrog, and launched a far more sharp counterattack than the attack of the Balrog.

The Balrog who has entered the "Yaksha Realm" is very strong-there is no doubt.

But facing Yuan Yi who had entered the "Selfless Realm", the Flame Demon was still suppressed by it.

Although the Balrog still managed to cut some injuries on Yuanyi's body, the speed at which he made new injuries was much faster than the speed at which he made injuries on Yuanyi's body.

As the battle became increasingly fierce, more and more doubts began to emerge from the bottom of the Balrog's heart.

He always felt that Yuan Yi had always had a sense of disobedience.

A sense of disobedience that is unclear.

For some reason, Balrog felt that the source in front of him was strange.

But I can’t say what’s wrong...

…

…

The two missed each other again.

The light of Yang God's sword slashed through the side of the flame demon, and the flame demon slammed into the ground.

High-intensity fighting and a lot of blood loss have already made Balrog feel a little dizzy and confused.

But after falling to the ground, he gritted his teeth and stood up quickly again.

However, as soon as he stood up, the flame demon's pupils shrank from the scene in front of him.

"Genichi...?"

When he got up again and locked his gaze on Yuan Yi again, for a moment, the Balrog saw Yuan Yi turning into his youthful appearance.

Her hair is jet-black, her skin is tight, and every piece of skin on her body seems to be full of vitality.

The Flame Demon raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously. When he opened his eyes and looked at Yuan again, Yuan Yi changed back to his current gray-haired appearance.

The Flame Demon stared at Yuan Yi in front of him in a daze.

He didn't rush to attack Yuanyi as before.

"What's the matter?" Yuanyi asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"...He...hehe." After being silent for a moment, the Balrog laughed low, looking at the eyes of the Balrog, a complex color slowly appeared in the pupils, "I have been puzzled since just now. ."

"I wonder why Yuanyi, you are so old, but still so strong."

"Even I am physically weak and have to use only a Shinobi sword, but you can still wield the sword freely like a young man."

"Until now, I finally knew the answer..."

The Flame Demon looked straight at Yuan Yi's eyes.

"Yuan Yi... Although your body is old, the light in your eyes has never weakened."

"The light in your eyes is exactly the same as when you were young...nothing has changed."

"Genichi, why doesn't the light in your eyes weaken?"

The Balrog's tone was somewhat eager.

It's like I can't wait to know the answer to this question.

Until just now, the Balrog finally knew what the sense of disharmony he felt from Yuanyi was going on—now Yuanyi and Yuanyi when he was young, whether in terms of temperament, eyesight, or other things. In aspect, they are exactly the same as when they were young.

Except that the body has become old, everything else is the same as when he was young.

That's why the Flame Demon could feel the strange sense of violation from Yuan Yi's body.

It is precisely because of this that, in the trance just now, he saw Yuanyi as when he was young.

Yuanyi calmly looked at the flame demon who was looking at him eagerly.

"My heart that loves swordsmanship has never been old."

Genichi said quietly.

"The light in the eyes will naturally not weaken."

"He who loves swordsmanship...heart?" The Flame Demon looked confused.

"That seems to be 51 years ago."

A faint reminiscence appeared on Genichi's face.

"I don't come from a swordsmanship family, and I haven't practiced swordsmanship since I was young."

"I didn't actually touch a sword until I was 13 years old."

"Before I was 13 years old, I had no interest in swords and swordsmanship, nor did I want to learn swords at all. I just played every day and lived idly."

"Until I was 13 years old, I met a girl by chance."

"That girl is the daughter of the owner of a sword hall that teaches no exodus swordsmanship."

"The girl is very beautiful and has nice feet. I just fell in love with that girl at the first glance."

"In order to get close to this girl, I decided to enter this sword hall and learn swordsmanship that I had never been interested in before."

"In order to see the master's daughter more often, I ran to the sword hall every day."

"At that time, I went to the sword hall to learn sword purely for the daughter of the museum owner."

"It's a pity that the curator's daughter and I didn't get any results in the end."

"One year after I joined the sword museum, the museum owner's daughter was betrothed by the museum owner to a rich and powerful warrior."

"After the museum owner's daughter married someone else, she will never be seen in the sword hall again."

"But-although the museum owner's daughter is no longer there, I haven't stopped going to the sword museum because of this."

"I still go to the sword hall every day and continue to practice swordsmanship."

"I was originally not interested in swordsmanship, but after joining the sword center to practice swords because of my daughter, I started to like swords and swordsmanship gradually."

"I originally wielded the sword for the daughter of the museum owner, but gradually changed to wield the sword for myself."

"Even if there is no way to see the master's daughter in the sword hall anymore, even if there are more painful things that happen, I want to continue to swing the sword."

"Although I am an old man now, my love for swords has never diminished."

Speaking of this, a faint smile began to emerge from Yuanyi's face.

"As long as there is a sword at my waist, my weak heart can continue to beat vigorously, and under the old skin, the blood will continue to burn like a prairie fire."

The Flame Demon was dumbfounded, and heard the last.

"…So this is ah."

The bitter color clung to the eyes and cheeks of the Balrog.

"Yuan Yi, you have never been old."

"And I... I'm too old for a long time."

After all, the Flame Demon slowly lifted the Shinobi in his hand.

As the Shinobi was lifted, the bitterness on the flame demon's face slowly dissipated and was replaced by a firm look.

"Come on, Genichi."

"After so many injuries, I'm almost out of strength."

"In the next move-let's tell the winner!"

"Okay!" Yuan Yi re-arranged the posture of the second sword style without me.

Yuan Yi's knife pointed at the Balrog.

The tip of the Balrog's sword also aimed at Yuan Yi.

The two faced each other for only a moment, as if they had agreed in advance, they shot towards each other like arrows from the string.

When they were about to miss each other, the two attacked at the same time.

In the moment of that stream of light, Yuan Yi's left hand Yan Rong swung his sword upwards in the posture of the lower left section.

The tingling sensation of Zhen Deyuan's palm spread throughout Yuan Yi's entire left palm.

After crossing with the flame demon, Yuan Yi stepped forward and suddenly turned around. Yang Shen, holding his right hand, swung his sword up again in the lower right posture.

The feel of the blade cutting into the flesh is quite sufficient.

Genichi's first sword bounced the flame demon towards him.

The second sword was deeply immersed in the body of the Balrog.

Yuan Yi's two swords were like two flying swallows flying close to the ground, and then soaring into the sky.

The second knife that was immersed in the body of the Balrog directly hit the vital point of the Balrog, and exaggerated blood mist spurted from the wound.

"Cough...cough cough..."

The flame demon coughed violently, coughing out handfuls of blood and internal organ fragments.

He was also trying to stand firm.

But the body, which has been severely damaged, is obviously no longer able to stand up.

After several struggles, the Balrog lay heavily on his back.

"Genichi... Did you lose to you again..."

The flame demon lying on the ground half-opened his eyes, looking at the blue sky above it.

"It's surprisingly happy..."

After that, the Balrog laughed softly.

Once again lost to Yuanyi, but the flame demon did not feel any resentment or unwillingness.

He has done his best, using all the tricks he can, all he feels is the joy of the long-lost fighting with all-out strength, and a sense of relief...that I don't know how to describe in words.

"...You actually never thought about really pulling back from Shiranui from Huangquan, right?" Yuanyi said to the Flame Demon in an unhappy tone, "You just can't stand the obsession in your heart. I wanted to find relief before I returned to Shiranui. I wanted to give myself an explanation, and I also wanted to give an explanation to... those who have always had high hopes for you. Am I right?"

The Flame Demon didn't answer Yuan Yi's question.

Just... smiled.

The flame demon began to see the darkness of an abyss appearing from all around his vision, and then spread from the surrounding to the middle, until it covered his entire vision...

…

—The flame demon... Your lord...?

The flame demon stared at the image that appeared in front of him with some astonishment.

…

A few beams of light suddenly appeared from the originally pitch-black vision.

The beams of bright luster rapidly expanded and merged, and then transformed into a picture—the previous Balrog lying on the sickbed turned his face to look at him, raised his hand and stretched out his somewhat withered hand in the direction where he was: "From now on...you are the 12th generation of Balrog. Shiranui...I will leave it to you..."

The flame demon remembered this scene.

This is the scene he... always keeps in mind.

In a trance, the Balrog subconsciously raised his hand and held the hand of the previous generation Balrog tightly.

"Master Flame Demon, hand it over to..."

…

"...I... right..."

Lying on the ground, the flame demon whose pupils had begun to spread, tremblingly raised his right hand and stretched out towards the blue sky.

The movement of the right palm is like holding something.

Snapped.

The right hand that maintained the motion as if to hold something fell back to the ground.

The last trace of anger remaining in the eye pupils of the Balrog dissipated.

Having retracted the sword and sheathed Yuanyi, UU read www.uukanshu.com quietly watching the Balrog who was in a trance, and suddenly stretched out his hand to the sky, whispering something.

"'Leave it to me'..." Yuan Yi walked slowly, then knelt on one knee next to the corpse of the Balrog, and whispered the words that the Balrog just murmured.

After staring at the Balrog with a still calm gaze for a while, he whispered:

"This sentence... has tortured you for a lifetime..."

"Until the last moment before dying, these words appeared in your mind..."

Having said that, Yuan Yi raised his hand and gently covered Balrog's eyes.

"Rest in peace, Ichitaro. Already...no longer worry about things in Shiranui."

Genichi gently slid the palm covering the Balrog's eyes downward, closing the Balrog's eyes.

　　

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