Reincarnated Swordmaster - Chapter 864



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True empty hometown

Miyamoto Musashi knew that the camp of the Eastern Army’s leader, Tokugawa Ieyasu, was not far away. He had a feeling that the place where the high-ranking samurai were swarming like ants and surrounding them since the beginning of the war was right there, and he could also tell where the tens of thousands of troops were moving around. According to his intuition, his camp would probably be within seven miles. And to him, it was right in front of his nose.

Stop

He suddenly stopped.

The reason was that he sensed the murderous intent following him.

Musashi instinctively judged the capabilities of the master of that killing spirit, and was soon able to realize one thing.

‘Strong.’

Why? He knew that if he collided with his opponent, one of them would definitely die, and that his chances of surviving were not very high. There were almost no masters who could know this just by feeling the will to live, but Musashi knew it with his intuition.

After clearing his mind for a moment, he glanced down from the hill to the circular formation below. As he had thought, there was a camp full of family flags symbolizing Tokugawa Ieyasu, and most likely, Tokugawa Ieyasu, the greatest power in the current Dongying, was there. However, Musashi did not go any further, but instead turned his head and headed toward the valley on the other side.

Tadot

Miyamoto Musashi stood on a rock halfway up the ravine and quietly focused his mind on the stream.

Swaaaah

In the darkness of the forest, the sound of the stream was constantly chattering. Musashi, who read the faint reverberation of murderous intent in the sound of the stream, could tell that his opponent had soon appeared downstream, ten steps away from him.

The armor of a high-ranking warrior – the warrior wearing a horned helmet slowly took off his helmet and spoke. He seemed to be in his mid to late forties, and although he looked thin, his eyes shone like frost.

“I am Ono Jirouemon Tadaaki. Those who know me just call me Ono Tadaaki.”

“… … .”

“What is your name?”

“Miyamoto Musashi.”

“That’s a good name.”

Tadaaki Ono chewed on the name for a moment, then raised his sword in a half-turned stance.

“I want to know your sword. Charge.”

Dumbirani.

That’s ridiculous.

Musashi muttered to himself. He didn’t really want to, but he had lured him to this terrain, intending to stick to him like lacquer glue and engage in a close combat if necessary. He didn’t want to fight coolly and win, and he didn’t commit the foolish act of attacking an opponent who might be more skilled than him first. When Musashi took two steps to the side, covering his body, Ono Tadaaki smirked. This was because Musashi had accurately read his “gap” and moved into a safer zone.

“Your perspective and view are both correct. No matter how you look at it, you are a mere prosecutor. How did you gain such insight?”

Musashi did not respond. Instead, he glanced at the pebbles in the stream, then kicked hard into the stream with his foot.

Fighting

The rocks under the water flew in a large spurt toward Ono Tadaaki. Not only pebbles, but also rocks the size of a person’s head flew, so Ono Tadaaki could not ignore this surprise attack. Instead of forcibly putting energy into his sword to cut the rocks, he rolled on the ground and kicked the rocks away as well.

Bam!

“Ugh.”

When Ono Tadaaki responded with the same technique, Musashi felt his forearm go numb from the unexpected counterattack. As the stone hit Musashi’s forearm, Ono Tadaaki approached Musashi in two steps without any time to spare and cut off Musashi’s head.

Damn it!!

First sword strike!

The moment Ono Tadaaki’s strong sword collided with Musashi’s sword, Musashi’s black teeth fell out and a crack appeared near the blood clot. Musashi, feeling that his sword was weakened, quickly relaxed his strength and stepped back, and at the same time, threw a dagger he had picked up on the battlefield at Ono Tadaaki.

Ono Tadaaki took a step back, flicking away his dagger, and laughed heartily.

“Hahaha! Even after receiving my strong sword Kamewari (瓶割) from the front, the sword still held up… Hahahaha!! What the hell are you doing?”

It was a great feat. With his strong sword, Kamewari, he could even shatter the solid walls of Osaka Castle. If a human tried to block his sword from the front, the sword would be shattered and the human body would be exhausted and explode. Only when a swordsman had reached the level of a master could he leave behind even the form of a corpse.

But who would have thought a teenage child would stop him from the front!

“I want to ask you. Why are you chasing me and trying to kill me?”

“I told you. I want to see your sword. And I am very satisfied with it!”

Hwaruruk

Ono Tadaaki’s sword began to sway with a sword flame. It was clear that now that the exploration battle was over, he was ready to do something proper.

Musashi looked at the sword with a curious expression on his face, and Ono Tadaaki felt intrigued when he saw that expression.

“Why are you like that? Don’t you know the secret of black salt?”

“Black and yellow?”

“The power you used to wrap around your sword when you just took my sword was also sword flame. If you don’t use sword flame in the first place, you won’t be able to stop my sword, so don’t act like a fool.”

“… … .”

“I guess you’re surprised because it’s the first time you’ve seen anyone else use it.”

Hwaruruk

Musashi also created a sword flame on his sword. After overcoming the crisis of life and death on the battlefield, he finally reached the state where he could cast it freely. Then he asked.

“Is there no higher realm than this?”

“Ah… Ahaha. Of course.”

Tadaaki Ono said with a wicked grin.

“It is a realm called Geomgang (劍罡).”

“Healthy?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

Kiing!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ono Tadaaki’s sword flames shrank and became refined, turning into a sharp blade of light. The light wasn’t very bright, but it was a radiance that seemed to draw human gaze.

The moment Musashi’s gaze was drawn to the brilliance, Ono Tadaaki rushed in and cut down Musashi.

This is because he was a true and illustrious master of the highest level and was one of the top five kendo masters in Dongyeong.

Quagmire

Quaching!

With a loud noise, Musashi’s iron sword completely shattered into dozens of pieces. At the same time, Musashi’s body flew backwards, and Ono Tadaaki jumped back in the air and kicked Musashi in the side.

Boom!

“Ugh!!”

Musashi gritted his teeth and endured the blood gushing from within him, but the pain was unavoidable.

Kuung

As he fell to the ground covered in blood, Ono Tadaaki laughed heartily.

“Haha… Do you know how to use self-defense? That kick just now was done with internal energy. That must mean that your spine is intact and you ended up with external injuries… Where did you learn martial arts?”

I never learned anything like self-defense. I just instinctively learned that wrapping ki around my body would increase my defenses, and I just created techniques based on my instincts.

You chose the wrong place.

Musashi felt deep in his bones that it was a mistake to try to take advantage of the terrain in the deserted valley. In fact, when dealing with such a man, it would have been better to evade him on the battlefield. Since his sword had broken in this deserted place, it seemed that there was no way to fight him any longer.

But Musashi did not give up, and quickly stood up while supporting himself with his knees. Then he looked at me with cold eyes and said.

“There is no teacher.”

“You say you reached that level just by being a subculture? Are you asking me to believe that?”

“Believe it or not, you’re not planning on killing me, are you?”

“That’s true, though.”

Ono Tadaaki had no intention of accepting Musashi as his disciple. It was natural in this bloody land of Dongyeong to think that if he left such a genius alone, he would die one day.

He was not chasing the deserter. He sensed Musashi’s genius as he watched his sword swing across the battlefield, and he followed Musashi to nip the bud of the young genius in the bud.

‘If I leave you alone for three years, I won’t be able to guarantee victory or defeat. I’ll kill you.’

If Musashi’s words were true, he had to be killed on the spot.

Rather than becoming enemies with such a genius and having the back of his head tingle, he should avoid the troubles that come with it. And since killing Musashi without a sword was no different from a sergeant, he paid his respects to his genius and paid his last respectful greeting.

“I am Ono Jirouemon Tadaaki, the successor of Ito Ittōsai’s Isto-ryu! Today, I will learn from Miyamoto Musashi.”

“… … .”

“If you have something to say, say it. Anything but asking for my life.”

Musashi laughed. When Ono Tadaaki wiggled his eyebrows, sensing that there was no fear of death in that laugh, Musashi opened his mouth.

“Who is the greatest warrior in the world?”

It was strange. Musashi, although he thought that this crisis was close to death, did not ask his opponent about the method of the first moon. Instead, the words that came out of his mouth were about the ‘best in the world’.

Tadaaki Ono did not mind being asked such questions, so he answered them coolly.

“There are three strongest warriors in Dongying. One is the swordsman Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, one is Tsukahara Bokuden, and the last one is my teacher, Ito Ittosa.”

“Who is the strongest among them?”

“They are all of similar level, but my teacher was stronger by half a level.”

“You speak as if you saw it.”

“Because I actually saw it.”

“So is Ito Ittosai the strongest warrior in the world?”

“… … .”

Tadaaki Ono made a strange expression.

Does this kid think he won’t die here?

Surely, that can’t be true.

There’s no way a guy with such a sensitive survival instinct wouldn’t be able to read his killing intent.

But why are you so obsessed with the position of the best in the world that you will never have to aim for again?

What was really strange was that he didn’t hate that kid either. So he decided to answer the question seriously.

“No.”

“Is there a warrior stronger than him?”

“I heard that in the Great Ming Empire on the continent called the Central Plains, there are masters who surpass the masters of Dongying. And in the neighboring country of Goryeo, the head of the Twelve Laws, Sib-I-Yul-Ju, is the best master in Goryeo, so he is most likely the best master in the world.”

“… Is it stronger than the swordsmanship I just mentioned?”

Tadaaki Ono smiled bitterly.

“The warriors living in this Dongyeong are frogs in a well. Only a very small number of masters know this fact. The world is wide and there are many masters, but even if you practice for a thousand days and ten thousand years, it is difficult to approach the essence of martial arts, as my master used to say.”

“I see….”

Musashi thought he was crazy.

The Ono Tadaaki in front of him was undoubtedly one of the top five masters in Dongyeong. However, in the Central Plains and Goryeo, there were many strong players who could match or easily kill Ono Tadaaki, and among them, there must be the Twelve Rules Master who stood at the top. Thinking about it like that, he felt like an insignificant insect.

But why is that?

My heart was pounding.

‘I won’t be bored.’

The amusement before finding the method of killing the first moon. The ambition and drive to one day cut down all of those bastards began to swirl in the young Musashi’s heart.

Saat

Miyamoto Musashi stopped with his broken sword. Ono Tadaaki wiggled his eyebrows when he saw that his stance was the same as his own Itto-ryu stopping stance.

‘It’s a perfect pose.’

Could it be that he had mastered the style of the school just by seeing it once? It would take a hundred days for an ordinary person to get the posture right under the guidance of a teacher, and even a prodigy would take a month? However, to him, a master, Musashi’s current posture felt like that of a master who had only practiced Ichidōryū for ten years.

But after a while, Ono Tadaaki was surprised several times more.

“I said, ‘Gyeonggang…’”

Quaching!

The energy from Musashi’s broken sword fused together and formed a strong energy for a moment. However, it soon disappeared like smoke.

“… … !!”

“It’s not going well… .”

Musashi smiled brightly as he saw Ono Tadaaki frozen stiff in shock and fear.

“I think I’ll understand after I kill you, Ono Tadaaki.”

“Don’t be so cheeky, kid!!”

Quagmire

The next moment, Ono Tadaaki’s strong sword, Kamewari, struck Musashi. Musashi, whose sword was broken and who was also injured, had no way of dealing with the superior sword, and he thought that this time, his entire body would be destroyed.

But in that split second, Ono Tadaaki could feel it. Musashi’s broken blade was creating a slash and at the same time flowing the power smoothly, and before he knew it, he was adding a dagger from his bosom to his own slash.

‘dagger?!’

It was an absurd improvisation, but Musashi’s defense was perfect.

Ono Tadaaki’s blow lost its power and flowed away, and Musashi took advantage of the gap to stab his thigh with his dagger.

Pushup

“Ugh!”

Ono Tadaaki groaned, but as a swordsman who was used to fighting, he tightened his thigh muscles and tried to take the dagger. If the muscles were tightened strongly, there was a high possibility that the crude dagger’s blade would not come out. It was clear that without the dagger as a weapon, Musashi would no longer be able to cause any surprises.

But at that moment, Musashi took his hand away from the dagger.

Instead, I took up a stance with a bladeless sword.

Tadaaki Ono glared as he realized that the posture was exactly the same as his own.

Ichidori (one-sword style)

Kamewari (bottle cut)

“oh….”

Kwakwang

At that moment, the armor that Ono Tadaaki was wearing burst and he rolled backwards five times. As the armor disintegrated into pieces, his upper body and skin were exposed to the world, and Ono Tadaaki was momentarily knocked unconscious.

“Ugh!”

When he came to his senses again, Musashi was breathing heavily.

There was a bloodshot glow in his eyes, indicating that the masked man was actively assisting him in his murder.

“Ugh… Ugh… .”

“… … .”

That’s a monster.

Ono Tadaaki looked at Miyamoto Musashi with tired eyes. He realized that his own hands were shaking.

‘Me… Me… . Are you saying that I, also known as the Mad Sword, was scared by that guy?’

That’s impossible.

He was not at all intimidated by the sword master Kamiizumi Nobutsuna. He was Ono Tadaaki, who had fought on equal terms with the excellent masters of the Central Plains and Goryeo following Ito Ittosai. He was a master representing Dongyeong and a swordsman of the most orthodox and prestigious school, but he felt fear towards a mere teenager?

But soon he realized that he no longer had the courage to pick up his sword again and strike Musashi.

He screamed.

“Let’s stop here for today, Musashi!!”

Ono Tadaaki’s new form disappeared. Musashi could see that his entire body was covered in blood and that he was seriously injured, but at that moment, he knew that he had won the crossroads of life and death. If Ono Tadaaki had attacked him again, he would have died, but even that was his luck. Musashi stood still and laughed strangely.

“Hah… Hah… Keuhahahaha…!”

I thought I knew.

Just now, he had the intuition that he could overcome the shortcomings of the tachi by using two swords – the improvisation that had just stopped Ono Tadaaki’s istori.

I thought that if I could concretize that soft feeling, I would soon reach a state of no thoughts or thoughts, and that would become the emptiness that would allow me to create my own swordsmanship.

‘What should I name my swordsmanship?’

But regardless of that feeling, I was no longer in a state to fight. I would have to be careful and recover for a while.

Musashi began to walk slowly and stagger out of the battlefield.

‘Going to Honganji.’

A clue given by Kotaro Fuma, the leader of the Fumashu!

You should find Honganji Jonosin there and get a clue to the Gengetsu Sensatsu method.