Seeing that Fukushima Taro was about to fight with Mizuno, Tatsumi Haruyama also snickered on the side. Although Fukushima Taro's brain wasn't too bright due to practicing swordsmanship, his swordsmanship skills were well-tested.
Fukushima's swordsmanship was unparalleled in all the high school kendo groups in Taitong and Arakawa District. His family was also a swordsmanship family. As long as he had a sword, three or four people of the same size wouldn't be his match. Fighting in reality wasn't like watching a movie. It was already very difficult for one person to fight two enemies of the same size, let alone three or four.
"Brother Zuo Bingwei, you have to avenge me!"
Tatsumi Haruyama also shouted at Zuo Bingwei without shame. "Because of his bullying, I was looked down upon in school and couldn't even find a girlfriend!"
Fukushima's original name was Fukushima Taro, so it was natural for the eldest son to be called Taro — well, in the Showa era and before.
How could Fukushima, who swore to become the Heisei Sword Saint, accept this kind of name? So in middle school, he gave himself an "ancient" name, Zuo Bingwei.
Tatsumi Haruyama also thought that this idea should be changed now. The Heisei era was about to end, and if he wanted to be ancient, why not use things like girls or girls from the Flying Bird era?
"Leave it to me." Zuo Bingwei drew his wooden sword. "Let's begin."
Seeing that the two were about to draw their swords and fight, Haibu Sha said weakly, "Mizuno-kun …"
"Don't worry, I'll win."
Mizuno didn't deliberately lower his voice, so both Tatsumi Haruyama and Zuo Bingwei heard it clearly. Seeing Mizuno's behavior of looking down on him, Zuo Bingwei tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.
This was an evil person who liked to bully the weak and didn't know how to respect others. He was really an evil person. Later, he would make him pay in battle.
Drawing his wooden sword, Mizuno also made a pose.
Oh?
Left Guard of Frost Island was a little interested. Judging from his posture, Mizuno was also someone who practiced swordsmanship. He had a good starting stance, and the coordination between his shoulders, elbows, and waist was also good.
But compared to him, it was still a far cry!
The swordsmanship passed down from generation to generation in the House of Shuoshima wasn't just for show. Although it wasn't a sect passed down from the Warring States period, it had already begun to take shape during the Edo period when private fights were popular. It then shone brilliantly during the Tobaku War.
Just like how European swordsmanship flourished in urban fights, the Island nation's swordsmanship flourished not during the Warring States period, but during the Edo period after the end of the Warring States period. Since there were no large-scale wars, the use of long weapons such as machetes and spears decreased, and they weren't as portable as machetes, so the portable machetes became more prominent.
In the peaceful era, swordsmanship was used to settle illegal fights, and it was given a sense of cultural ritual. People gave swordsmanship all kinds of things such as peace and Zen. Therefore, there were two different branches of swordsmanship. One was the murderous swordsmanship used by low-level samurai for self-defense and revenge, and the other was the swordsmanship used by high-ranking nobles. The latter, who had practiced for more than ten years, might not even be able to defeat a farmer who had just picked up a sword.
If it weren't for the invasion of foreigners and various other reasons, the latter would have gradually devoured the former during the peaceful era, and swordsmanship would only shine during the chaotic Tobaku War.
Although the swordsmanship of the Frost Island Family wasn't famous, it was extremely lethal. Since the older generation, the swordsmen of the Frost Island Family had begun to learn from and observe the swordsmanship of other schools. One day, they would definitely become the number one school of swordsmanship in the Island nation.
His eldest sister had always been his idol in swordsmanship. As for his second sister …
His second sister would just be a quiet reporter.
"Hah!" Left Guard of Frost Island suddenly drew his sword.
He drew his sword with his left hand, which was his way of winning by surprise. Moreover, his drawing speed with his left hand was faster, the angle was more tricky, and the lethality was greater.
During the Edo period, samurai didn't carry armor with them. Therefore, their swords were no longer aimed at the unarmored hands, calves, and eyes. Every part of the body was the target of a swordsman's attack!
All of Frost Island Left Guard's spirit, qi, and spirit gathered on the hilt of the sword. His eyes were fixed on Mizuno, but he felt that his soul saw the sword, saw the blade, and heard the sound of the blade cutting through the air.
Although it was only a wooden sword, it gave him the fierce feeling of a peerless weapon!
Perfect!
This was one of the few perfect strikes he could perform. He could only perform this perfect strike when he waved thousands of swords in his family's dojo. Now that he used it in battle, the feeling of breaking through a bottleneck refreshed the Frost Island Swordsman.
Mizuno, your name is Mizuno, right? It's not a loss to be defeated by this strike. In fact, it's a bit of an honor. It's just that you'll be hurt later.
You're not bad to be the opponent of I, Heisei … the next Sword Saint.
Dong!
The sound of the wooden sword hitting the body was extremely dull. Listening to the sound, Mizuno would definitely curl up on the ground, wondering if his strike was too heavy.
At this thought.
Left Guard of Frost Island fell to the ground. He hugged his waist and curled up like a prawn. "Ouch, ouch, ouch."
There was a burning pain in his waist. Mizuno's wooden sword had hit his waist just in time, but it didn't hit his waist. It only hurt his muscles.
No, the script wasn't like this. Left Guard of Frost Island looked at Mizuno with a dizzy head.
After moaning on the ground for a while, Left Guard of Frost Island finally understood what had happened. He had been defeated.
"I … I lost …"
It wasn't a big deal for him to be defeated in a single move. After all, swordsmanship was a matter of life and death. There was no such thing as a battle of three hundred rounds. However, what he couldn't accept was that his perfect attack had been easily defeated by someone of the same age. It would be fine if it was his big sister, but Mizuno Sora was a year younger than him.
What happened at that moment? Frost Island's Zuo Bingwei struggled to recall the scene just now. He dodged the thunderous strike at an unimaginable angle, then casually hit his waist with his sword.
He touched the wound. If it had been a real sword, his intestines and organs would have been exposed.
Was that instantaneous reaction speed really something a human could do?
"I lost, I lost."
On the side, Tatsumi Haruyama's smile also froze on his face. He knew the strength of Frost Island too well. The man who dominated Taidong District and Barakawa District was beaten like a dead dog by Mizuno.
And it was just a matter of one strike.
Was this Mizuno so terrifying?
Seeing Mizuno walking toward him, Tatsumi Haruyama also widened his eyes in horror. He kept retreating until he hit the wall.