Chapter 131 - Jiguo Yansheng

That summer, there was plenty of greenery.

The young Ji Guoyuan stood under the pine tree and watched his brother's sword swing attentively.

"Brother's dream..."

"Becoming the strongest warrior in this country?"

As if he had a telepathic connection, Yan Sheng happened to turn around and saw Yuanyi's heartfelt smile:

"Then I will..."

"Become the second strongest samurai in this country!"

Bang!

Yan Sheng looked blankly at Yuanyi, who spoke fluently, and the wooden sword in his hand fell to the ground inadvertently.

It was the first time Yuanyi showed his emotions to others with his expression, and he smiled slightly.

But he never expected that at this moment, his brother's heart was not happy for him at all.

Instead, he developed some dislike for his younger brother.

It's the kind of disgust that is ridiculed.

Yan Sheng stared blankly at Yuanyi until Yuanyi ran to his mother, leaned against her mother's left body and slowly left.

The disgust that had just grown in his heart was extinguished by his compassion for Yuanyi.

——Poor brother, do you cherish the time with your mother so much...

Even they have to stick together every time...

Yan Sheng lowered his eyes, picked up the wooden sword on the ground, and continued to practice.

…

After that, Enichi would often observe Iwakatsu while he was practicing, and would wander around trying to get his brother to teach him.

Until one day.

The subordinate of his father who was responsible for teaching Iwakatsu jokingly said to the expressionless Enichi:

"Haha, come here, Yuanyi."

"If you really want to become a samurai, then come and give it a try."

He handed a bamboo sword to the young Yuanyi and verbally taught him how to hold the sword:

"The right hand should be held close to the sword..."

Yuanyi nodded slightly happily, and he held the handle of the knife as the teacher said with an expressionless face.

Yan Sheng stood aside, looking at Yuanyi holding the knife, and suddenly felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.

This father's subordinates can easily crush him within a few moves every time.

And Yuanyi, who has never learned swordsmanship...

Yan Sheng frowned.

With that said, the smiling subordinates got into position: "Here I come!"

"Yeah." Yuan nodded, and then.

next moment.

Whoosh! !

The young Yuan moved his feet, and his figure instantly turned into an afterimage in his subordinates' field of vision!

Uh-huh!

So fast!

The subordinate slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils shrank.

But the young Yuanyi approached him quickly like a ghost!

"Oops!" The subordinate's pupils tightened. He realized that something was wrong, and his body subconsciously reacted to retreat.

Yuanyi's face was backlit, so his original red pupils could not be seen clearly, and only the conspicuous whites of his eyes could be vaguely seen.

The muscle operation of his subordinates' bodies was clearly visible to him at this moment!

"Left waist!"

Yuan couldn't take his eyes away, and quickly drew out the bamboo knife in his hand!

Snapped!

A force penetrated the bamboo sword that the subordinates stretched out to resist! But the fragile bamboo knife only lasted for half a breath before it completely collapsed!

"Left shoulder!"

Snapped!

"Neck!"

Snapped!

Yuanyi quickly observed the muscles his subordinate was trying to move, and instantly predicted and interrupted his movements!

The bamboo sword in his hand poured down on his subordinates like a violent storm!

at last!

"Right foot!"

boom!

Huge power poured out on his subordinates' ankles as he drew out the bamboo sword!

The unconscious subordinate who had been hit was losing his balance! He was actually knocked into the air by the young Yuanyi!

The subordinates were spinning and flying into the air! Finally, he fell to the ground in a panic, unconscious.

Almost instantly!

This genius who had never held a knife made four precise chops!

Yan Sheng stood aside blankly, looking at Yui Yi who dropped the bamboo sword in shock.

His hard work over the years.

In front of Yuanyi.

It's like a child taking toddler steps.

This time the competition had an almost devastating blow to Yan Sheng.

…

Later, Yan Sheng, who was unwilling to give up, kept asking Yuanyi. He thought that Yuanyi must have mastered some method.

But Yuanyi's answer once again caused a dimensionality reduction blow to Yan Sheng.

"Observe the breathing of the lungs, the flow of blood, the contraction of muscles, and the movement of bones, and then determine the actions the enemy is going to make."

"Just interrupt him before he makes a move."

The young Yuanyi seemed a little uninterested, and he lowered his head as he spoke.

--What is he saying?

——What blood? muscle? skeleton?

Yan Sheng stared at his brother in shock, his mind filled with confusion and jealousy at being pitied.

He who has always regarded himself as a superior and pity his younger brother is actually the real clown!

The huge gap instantly threw Yan Sheng into the abyss.

At this moment, unparalleled jealousy ravaged Yan Sheng's internal organs like violence.

…

Until soon.

One night.

The mother's condition worsened, and she slowly passed away holding her young Yuanyi in her arms.

The first thread that connected Yuanyi to the world was broken at this moment.

Enichi said goodbye to his mother whose heart had stopped beating. He wrapped the flute given to him by his brother and went to Iwakatsu's room.

"My elder brother gave me the flute. I will definitely treat him as a treasure like an elder brother and never give up."

After a short farewell.

Enichi informed Iwakatsu that he would go to the temple in advance.

In order for Iwakatsu to succeed the family head, Enichi chose to leave the country.

Yan Sheng just stared blankly at his younger brother who was holding the flute and smiling, slowly waving his little hands, and left this "home".

There was only one sentence left in his mind.

——I was... pitied by my brother.

…

Since then.

Yuanyi stood outside the cold Jiguo mansion, looking up at the boundless starry sky, a trace of yearning rising in his heart.

He carried his little baggage, opened his legs, and ran freely under the boundless starry sky for the first time.

That feeling of freedom and ease, like getting out of a prison, made Yuanyi keep running.

Until dawn, then darkness, and another dawn.

His physical strength is endless, as if it will never run out.

Yuanyi didn't realize it until he came back to his senses.

I have run to an unknown place, surrounded by many paddy fields.

And in the paddy fields on the side.

There was a girl wearing a light yellow patterned kimono standing blankly.

"What are you doing?"

Yuanyi looked at the girl and asked expressionlessly.

…

Reality.

Ji Guoyuan held his wife in his arms blankly, his eyes trembling slightly.

Far behind him.

Da da da!

Shang Quanna was running quickly and was close to the bamboo path.

"It's so bright..." Shang Quannai felt that the golden light was a bit dazzling.

The closer he got to this place, the brighter the golden light in his eyes became.

It wasn't until he stood on the bamboo path that he could look directly at the dazzling golden light with his eyes narrowed.

The blurry golden soul reflected in Shang Quannai's eyes. He raised his head and looked at the top of the man's head.

"Following the Country"

Shang Quannai's pupils shrank, and he looked at the faint traces under the four words "Jiguoyuanyi" in shock:

"Kamiizumi"