Blind Uchiha and Platinum Star

Chapter 147 Chapter 140 Five: Facing each other, but time stops

Under the heavy rain, the people present were extremely complicated.

There is Hanzo, the leader of the Land of Rain, and his forces, the root organization of Danzo in Konoha Village, and the emerging Akatsuki organization in the Land of Rain.

It's just that they seem to be in a delicate balance and have not made a move for the time being.

Their gazes were all focused on the two single 'swordsmen' facing each other in front of them.

The words that the black-robed man said just now, Hanzo could not be more clear.

Because those are the words he once bestowed upon others.

Gift to a brave warrior.

But now. These words are spoken from the mouth of this unidentified black robe.

A ronin swordsman with a weapon in hand.

Unlike that person, the samurai in his memory was slightly taller, and his personality didn't match.

And if it's him, he probably won't have time to mess around with this group of stunned youths organized by Akatsuki in the Land of Rain.

Yes. Is that person's disciple?
If so, his swordsmanship is much better than his master's
Under such a familiar situation, he also understood what the so-called 'duel' referred to by the black-robed population.

He picked up the weapon he used—the sickle blade he hadn't used for a long time.

Hanzo waved it lightly, as if he was looking for the old man's trust in him.

After warming up a bit, he finally walked towards the 'Duel Field' slowly, facing the swordsman who was not tall.

Hmph. He said he was a swordsman, but he used the incomparable Thunder Dun. Compared to the swordsmanship of the Iron Kingdom, it was more like the method of the Thunder Kingdom.

This kid... is extremely talented.

At this moment, Hanzo almost believed that the person who came was the disciple of the samurai who had faced him alone, the man named Mifune.

Hanzo had once defeated the samurai with a single move, but he only asked for his own life in exchange for the life of his fleeing companion.

At that time, Hanzo was in the heyday of Spring and Autumn, and all those who heard his name ran away.

But this samurai is special.

He has enough faith and courage.

No wonder. The words in this population sounded so familiar.

It's just that now...it seems to be the time to pay back.

"Mr. JOJO! Your knife!"

While everyone was holding their breath, Hatosuke carefully found that the long knife in JOJO's hand was pitch black as if it had been burnt, and the tip of the sword seemed to have melted and collapsed.

It is obviously not a wise choice to confront Hanzo with such remnants.

But the man in black robe seemed to have just come back to his senses.

He looked at the weapon in his hand, and smiled as if under a mask.

"Oh yes, I'm sorry Hatosuke, I used up your knife."

Jiuzhu was dumbfounded, why did this gentleman seem to be out of shape at this time.

Where is the time to say this now!
"Don't worry about this Mr. JOJO. If you want to fight against Master Hanzo, you should change it."

"What are you talking about Jiuzhu, this sword is a treasured sword that has cut through lightning, and there is no more famous treasured sword here than it."

JOJO seemed to be joking, but Hatosuke was surprised.

Cut through lightning? !

The sky thunder, which seemed to be punished by the sky, has something to do with my knife?

Can it be said that the scorched black and even collapsed traces on the sword?
Wei Tuotian Jiusuke felt a little emotional for some reason.

Before being chased and killed by those Genin, he had to dodge everywhere, and there was no room for paying attention to Mr. JOJO's battlefield.

It was only after he saw the pillar-like thunder that he reached a certain consensus with those pestering guys.

Unexpectedly, that frightening sky thunder was actually led down by his own sword?

Wouldn't it be that he would also become part of the legend in some form?

It is not surprising that Wei Tuotian Jiusuke had such an idea.

Undoubtedly, unless everyone present is completely wiped out.

Otherwise, this battle with Sanshoyu Hanzo from agreement to setting up an ambush to guiding Tianwei will definitely be included in the historical legends of the Kingdom of Rain.

The duel between Lord Hanzo and the mysterious Ronin swordsman that will happen after this will also be the most colorful ending of this legend.

It can be said that everyone present at this moment will witness the legend at this moment.

And in Hatosuke's heart.
This powerful ronin swordsman, who was already extremely mysterious, seemed to be a god who came to enlighten and save their Xiao organization at this moment.

He seemed to have suddenly forgotten the crisis at this moment, but instead a strange thought rose in his mind.

Why haven't Chief Yahiko and Nagato arrived yet after such a long time?
If you miss this, you can only listen to others!
Unknowingly, the atmosphere in the field at this moment has suddenly become a little weird.

Perhaps it was because of the agreement made by the two strong men that they knew that they could stay out of the matter.
in their eyes.

This is not only a life and death battle, but also a legendary duel.

So much so that even Xiao Nan, whose shoulder blade was severely injured, couldn't help but hold his breath.

The two sides confronted.

The black-robed swordsman sank slightly at this time, and the long knife in his hand was held back by his left hand.

Even though there is no scabbard, it is still a gesture of drawing a knife and slashing.

"My lord? Please."

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar posture in front of him, Hanzo gently shook the sickle in his hand.

"It's really you."

Is this going to deal with him with the moves he 'taught' Mifune?

It's ironic.
After sighing softly, Hanzo and the black robe JOJO seemed to lock their eyes on each other at the same moment, and then rushed forward at the same time.

Ihe confrontation, often only one blow.

There is no way back to go forward and slash with all your strength.

Everyone seemed to be about to open their eyes, for fear of missing that short moment.

When the two were running, their auras were also exhausted to the peak.

But just before the two sides were about to cut each other, Hanzo suddenly raised the rear part of the sickle blade, and smashed the black-robed swordsman with the meteor hammer from the rear part.

mean!

Hatosuke couldn't help shouting in his heart.

Although the moves performed by ninjas against each other have never been open and aboveboard, the momentum accumulated by the two before is more like a life-and-death fight between samurai aboveboard.

And for such a short moment, whether JOJO blocks it with a sword or dodges sideways, the consequences are the same.

If the sword is released in advance, there will be no chance of a second sword.

If you dodge sideways, you will fall straight to the ground with all your momentum, I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to draw your sword again!

A short hesitation is enough to die thousands of times in this moment of life and death.

"clang!"

In the end, JOJO still chose to use the sword.

'It's over! '

Drawing out the sword and cutting out the first sword means that all the previous accumulation is poured out at this moment.

Even if Mr. JOJO's swordsmanship is outstanding, even if he makes a second cut at such a distance, it will only be a killing situation.

And at the moment when Hanzo's sickle blade was about to slash towards JOJO, the swordsman in black robe did not slash down the long knife in his hand in order to kill each other, as if he had already decided defeat.

Of course,
Cold light flickered.

In the eyes of everyone, it was as if time had been cut off for a brief moment, and the duel between the two had already crossed their bodies at some point.

Has the duel come to an end? !
What happened?
Which side is the result? !

In that short moment, both of them seemed to have escaped into the void, unobservable and unobservable.

The weirdest thing is that after the swords crisscrossed.

The long knife in JOJO's hand is still raised high, as if he just finished his first knife.

The air is stagnant, except for the heavy rain.

That is, in the dull eyes of the crowd.

In the end, the black-robed swordsman twisted the long knife in his hand, and held the sword behind his back, as if gently pushing it into the non-existent scabbard.

He whispered in his mouth:

"My sword-drawing technique has never been a one-shot."

The black-robed swordsman turned his back slightly and looked sideways, as if he didn't bother to turn his gaze away.

"Master Hanzo, you miscalculated."

After the words, a line of blood bloomed from Hanzo's chest.

This strong man with the title of demigod in the ninja world finally fell to his knees on the ground wet by the heavy rain.

"This is the true meaning of the next."

The black-robed swordsman spoke proudly and confidently, as if such a victory was nothing more than a sack.

"Sky Soaring Dragon Flash!"

Hmm. If you like, you can also call it Shi Ting Yi Dao Zhan.

(End of this chapter)