"Hahaha……"

There was pain in the chest that seemed to tear the entire body apart...well, the body was indeed torn apart.

Should I say it was a blessing in misfortune? Toyotomi Nobuhide's sword did not hit his belly, but hit his chest.

If it was a knife in the abdomen... the stomach, kidneys, intestines and other organs would probably be cut to pieces, and then bleed all over the floor along the wound.

When Toyotomi Nobhide slashed down with his sword, Genichi tried his best to block it with his sword, deflecting the path of the sword to avoid being hit in the forehead and at the same time dissipating part of the force on the sword.

Immediately afterwards, the hard sternum and ribs blocked another slash for Genichi.

Thanks to Genichi's all-out defense and the protection of his bones, the heart, lungs and other important organs were not seriously damaged.

However - even though the important organs were not damaged, Genichi's current condition is by no means good.

Although the sternum and ribs helped Genichi block the knife and mitigated part of the force on Yoshimitsu's bones, they also suffered a lot of damage.

The left clavicle, sternum, ribs...the bones in the chest all suffered varying degrees of damage.

The pain from the bones made Yuan Yi feel almost fainting.

But what troubles Yuan Yi the most... is the horrifying amount of blood loss...

The blood couldn't stop flowing out from the wound, and it couldn't be stopped.

The massive loss of blood made Yuan Yi's face look like gold paper, and his lips were frighteningly pale.

He tried to stand up and continue fighting, but the huge pain made it painful for him to even move his arms.

——Am I...defeated...

Genichi raised his head with all his strength and looked at Toyotomi Nobuhide who was walking towards him.

——The person who took my head...is my blood relative...

--hateful……

——Is this all we can do...?

Genichi felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his eyes slowly became half-closed, and might close completely at any time.

——I have dedicated my whole life to the sword... but in the end... I still failed to touch the higher realms of the sword before I died...

——What a pity...

As Yuan Yi's eyes slowly closed, the light in his eyes slowly became dim...

But, at this moment——

"It's a pity that I'm not born in the same era as you. Although you are an enemy, I am also a swordsman, and I really want to see how terrifying you are when you are at your strongest.

"

Genichi suddenly heard Toyotomi Nobuhide walking towards him at a leisurely pace and said to him with emotion.

"?!" Yuan Yi felt as if two sharp needles were piercing his eardrums. His expression was startled, and his eyes, which were already half-closed, slowly opened wide...

…

…

(Who are you?! Why are you sneaking around in front of my house! Ha? Genichi Kinoshita? I don’t have a relative like you in my family! Go away! Go away! Ha? You are my uncle? I am

It’s nothing, uncle! Go away!)

…

…

"...ha...hahahaha."

…

Quite unexpectedly - Genichi, who was kneeling on one knee with his knife on the ground, suddenly started laughing in a low voice.

"Huh?" Toyotomi Nobuhide cast a confused look at Yuan.

No matter what Toyotomi Nobuhide thought, Genichi, who had been severely stabbed in the chest, was now doomed - he really couldn't think of any reason for Genichi to laugh now.

Toyotomi Nobuhide, who couldn't help but become wary, frowned and asked Genichi:

"……why are you laughing?"

Yuan Yi slowly stopped laughing.

"It's nothing... it's just... thanks to what you just said, it reminded me of what I told someone last night, and it reminded me - I shouldn't be so fragile that I fall down like this.

right."

Finished speaking——

"Well……!"

Yuan Yi held the knife firmly, stepped on the deck with both feet, and slowly raised his body.

I saw Yuan Yi's facial features twisted together due to pain.

I heard Yuan Yi's voice turned into a moan due to pain.

But even so, Yuan Yi still stubbornly stood up with all his strength.

"...Hey." Seeing Genichi ignoring his injuries and pain, a look of surprise appeared on Toyotomi Nobuhide's face, "Why torture yourself like this? Do you think you still have the strength to fight?"

"Exactly...that's it." Genichi, who was holding a knife in his hand, raised his head and grinned at Toyotomi Nobuhide, "I haven't... seen with my own eyes that Xiao Lin is safe... I can't just...

Fell asleep……"

"...Ha." Toyotomi Nobuhide's face darkened, "Then I want to see what else you can do with your aging and seriously injured body."

Having said that, Toyotomi Nobuhide quickened his pace towards Genichi.

"Are you old and seriously injured..." Genichi repeated softly what Toyotomi Nobuhide said just now.

A faint smile appeared on Yuan Yi's cheeks as the corners of his mouth turned upward——

"Don't be complacent...boy..."

"...Who do you think...is the person standing in front of you?"

"At this age, I'm not... so easy to deal with..."

"You just said: You want to know how terrifying my strength is when I am the strongest, right?"

"Didn't you...have seen this a long time ago...?!"

Yuan Yi, who was grinning widely, had now fully straightened his body.

Although he was covered in blood, he still stood upright on the deck like a big mountain.

"My strongest moment——"

…

…

last night--

"Kanshi, what's wrong? You suddenly pulled me here with a serious look on your face." Yuan Yi casually put his left hand on the Yangshen sword at his waist, and put his right hand behind his back.

"It's nothing important." Feng Mo rubbed his lower back, which was still sore, and wrote lightly, "I just want to stand as a friend and say some heartfelt words to you."

"What are you talking about?" Yuan Yi seemed to be amused and chuckled a few times, "Looking at your serious face, I thought you were going to do something, but it turns out you just want to talk to me."

"Okay, then I'm all ears."

Yuan Yi moved his mouth in the direction of the temple gate.

"But I'll keep it short. We'll be leaving for Mount Koya soon."

Feng Mo nodded gently: "There is no need to 'listen all ears'."

"I didn't intend to launch into any long speech."

"I just want to remind you: always pay attention to your health, don't forget that you are an old man now."

Feng Mo's simple words made Yuan Yi raise his eyebrows slightly and his expression changed slightly.

Ignoring the change in Yuan Yi's expression, Feng Mo continued:

"If I remember correctly, Yuan Yi, you are 65 years old this year."

"I'm older than you, so I know very well what it means to be 65 years old."

Feng Mo, who was slightly stooped due to back pain, let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

"This is... no longer an age where we can do whatever we want."

"Physical strength, strength, senses, reactions...all are completely weakened."

"Many movements that I could do easily when I was young are extremely difficult to do now, or are simply impossible to do anymore."

"In the eyes of outsiders who are not familiar with you, they will probably think that you are nothing like an old man now, and that you are still the unbeatable 'Sword Master'."

"But in my eyes, who got to know you when you were still unknown..."
To be continued...