Chapter Twelve I'm a Boss(1/2)
Genichiro Ashina, who was famous for his majestic and deep face (facial paralysis), looked at the nichirin sword in his hand that had been dented by water plants, and the corners of his eyes actually twitched slightly.
Disappointed, really disappointing!
He originally thought that this type of Sun-Rin Sword, which used "gorilla crimson iron", could not be compared with the Immortal Slash that restrained the dragon's power, at least it would not be worse than his Diamond Iron Summoning Thunder.
After all, Murata once said that the skin of ghosts is as hard as iron!
A sword that can cut through iron must be very hard.
But Genichiro didn't expect that the Nichirin Sword would become like this after only sustaining one attack.
Although the strength of the waterweed is not weak, it is comparable to the shuriken thrown by the wolf.
But only once!
"Why are you showing that strange expression? Are you feeling lucky?"
The water ghost chuckled, and the water plants on his head floated up, swinging back and forth in the air, automatically without wind, as if he was provoking.
"I didn't expect a brat like you to be able to catch it. But my hair is very powerful. You must not even be able to hold the knife steady now."
Genichiro didn't speak, he just turned his wrist slightly, and used Ashina Isshin to teach his torso to exhale Yang, so as to relieve the paralysis of the limbs caused by the resistance just now.
The water ghost guessed correctly.
This low-quality sword, combined with Genichiro's strength, is currently less than about 1/5 of the strength he had in his heyday. After receiving this attack from the waterweed, he could hardly feel that he was still holding a weapon in his hand.
From the fingers holding the knife to the forearm holding the knife, it is still trembling slightly, as if there are tiny insects swimming in the blood vessels in this area.
The reason why he could still hold the knife was probably because he was so paralyzed that it was difficult to even let go of his fingers.
He now finally understands what the so-called torso value in the game means.
In addition to the physical fatigue during the battle, repeated sword fighting caused paralysis of the arms, making it impossible to use the weapon at all, so the flaw was exposed and was killed by the wolf ninja.
If Genichiro could see his torso slot at this time, then just after receiving the attack from the water ghost, his yellow bar would have increased by more than normal.
[There is a huge disparity in power between humans and ghosts. Is the gap actually so big? 】
Faintly, Genichiro felt that it was a wrong decision for him to fight the ghost so recklessly.
[If this continues, even if it can block the water plants, the knife will be broken...]
[What’s more, the water and grass are so densely packed that it’s impossible to block them all.]
Feeling that the feeling in his hand was slowly returning, Genichiro couldn't help but think of what Isshin once said to Masataka Oniwa when he was drinking.
"The internal general named Tamura is really incredibly strong! If it were an ordinary sword, he wouldn't even be able to withstand a blow from a sickle. If you want to fight him with the strength, I'm afraid you have to have someone like Xiao at least.
It just depends on the guy’s size.”
"But the reason why I was able to kill him was because no matter how much strength he exerted, I could accurately see the weak spot on the gun head like an owl, and then return the strength to him intact.
!”
Combined with the terminology of the game, this so-called "return" is naturally the so-called flick knife.
However, when he was in Ashina, Genichiro had a stronger physical advantage than most people and did not consider this technique at all. As long as he attacked crazily and continuously without giving the enemy a chance to breathe, few people could.
To fight back.
I never thought that I would turn back into a child again.
I can't use my original moves, and I can't use the new ninja moves at all.
He felt that he was in an awkward position.
[Grandpa has not learned the essence of kendo at all, but you really have it, Genichiro...]
[My experience at this time was very similar to that of the wolf who met me on the grass. 】
【Hardly an enemy in one!】
[Since we cannot stay on the defensive for a long time, we must quickly approach this ghost to look for opportunities, otherwise we will only be beaten passively!]
Genichiro stared at the water ghost's hair with a deep look in his eyes, but his body moved at will.
"Oh, do you want to break the jar?"
Seeing Genichiro swinging his sword to the right with both hands, charging straight towards him as if he was going to die, a sarcastic smile appeared in the water ghost's eyes, "I originally wanted to play for a while, but since you are so anxious to die, then
I will accept your internal organs without any courtesy!"
As he spoke, the swaying water plants above his head were like poisonous snakes that had found their prey, and they rushed towards Genichiro, as if they wanted to compete with each other.
However, the water ghost did not expect that Genichiro's current height is really very short.
Just before his chest was about to be penetrated by the water plants, Genichiro suddenly dwarfed and passed by the water plants.
He actually stuck directly to the ground and quickly slid towards the water ghost with a completely opposite movement trajectory to that of the water plants!
Genichiro's Crow Haori had only been worn for less than an hour when it tore apart.
So much so that the three monkeys on his yukata were forced to move to prevent them from becoming homeless.
【Successful!】
[This is the action of Kuro's ninja, sliding into the grass while sneaking! 】
Although Genichiro's movements were not up to standard, he successfully avoided the direct attack of the water ghost and created an opportunity for his own attack.
Just when the water ghost showed a slightly surprised look, Genichiro exerted force on his feet and braked suddenly about one meter in front of the water ghost. Then he turned over and jumped like an agile monkey, and like a dolphin jumping out of the water.
Spin the knife in the air.
Coupled with jumping and rotation to increase the impact of the attack, this is the basic idea of Baliu swordsmanship.
Whether it's flying across a floating boat or flying through a vortex cloud, they are just upgraded versions of spinning jumps!
It's just a difference in magnitude.
Today's Genichiro is not physically strong enough to use a complete flying boat, but just using the first sword should be enough!
【Die!】
The sun-wheel knife drew a bright arc from left to right in the moonlight, and was about to cut into the water ghost's neck, which was covered by layers of water plants.
According to Murata, at night, the only obvious weakness of a ghost is its neck.
However, the imagined scene of his head flying up did not appear.
Genichiro didn't expect that his confident slash this time only cut off a few layers of water plants on the opponent, and then stopped.
The Nichirin Knife was stuck less than two centimeters away from the neck, but it could not make any progress.
This sticky feeling that force cannot be exerted anymore is like the sword getting stuck on the soft turf when Genichiro first started practicing sword practice.
But he no longer makes such basic mistakes.
[No, how can this hair be so tough? 】
[To be able to attack as fast and violently as just now, it should be very hard and brittle!]
In addition to being surprised, Genichiro's body also stopped in mid-air in a strange posture.
Like a silhouette before a complete action is completed.
"I didn't expect that."
The water ghost's face was now less than half a meter away from Genichiro. Its gray-green face was covered with algae and wet moss, and its yellow eyes were bloodshot, like twisted earthworms, but they were full of
It's a joking look.
"In order to avoid being exposed to the sun during the day and to easily catch prey on the water, I have put a lot of thought into this beautiful hair."
A piece of waterweed slowly came to Genichiro, and then shrank up as if being squeezed. Then some transparent viscous liquid was squeezed out of it, and in the process of dripping on the ground, a long piece of water was pulled out.
The stickiness of the long filaments can be imagined.
Genichiro suddenly understood.
"Not even a smooth dolphin can break free of my hair."
"With such a soft slash like yours, if you can cut off a few of them, you're already proud of yourself!"
As he spoke, several water plants rushed out and penetrated Genichiro's body at close range, hanging Genichiro directly in front of the water ghost like a chicken wing.
"I have seen a lot of Nichirin knives, but unfortunately not every knife is of good quality."
"After all, blacksmiths have different skills!"
The water ghost smiled sinisterly and flicked the blade of the Nichirin Knife with his fingertips. The latter made a crisp sound and immediately had a small gap. "But I'm not just some rubbish, just making up for it with a handful."
An ordinary ghost can be beheaded easily with the Nichirin Sword! Thanks to Fujita, I've eaten the organs of eighteen people this month alone!"
As its voice fell, the few water plants that penetrated Genichiro's upper body were suddenly pulled out, and blood immediately flowed from the wounds.
Genichiro finally fell from the air, and then fell weakly to the ground. The severe pain almost made him blind on the spot.
But the Nichirin Sword was still stuck in the water ghost's hair just like before, like some kind of weird collection.
"Hey kid, do you know what eighteen people is?"
The water ghost said in a crazy voice while swinging the barrel of the gun high, just like the Taro soldier holding a diamond rod in Xianfeng Temple.
To be continued...