The next day, the martial arts tournament began as scheduled.
But to everyone's surprise, a young man ascended the arena early that day.
He wore a black brocade robe, with violet patterns that exuded a noble aura. His long, dark hair was styled into a high ponytail, tied with an indigo cord at the end. A slender Guardian God Sword hung at his waist. He moved slowly, standing in the center of the arena.
His face was soft, almost beautiful, with phoenix eyes that were indifferent, containing a cold and arrogant domineering aura.
More and more spectators gathered below the stage, including rough individuals who had seen blood. Some showed impatience, but when they saw the young man's eyes, they all shut their mouths, not daring to breathe loudly.
Only the Samurai mixed in the crowd showed cautious gazes, bowing slightly, their hands on the hilts of their swords, unconsciously entering a defensive stance.
"What's going on? This kid's aura..."
However, the dignitaries on the stands couldn't sit still, and some began to sneer.
They were high above, at a distance, so they couldn't see the young man's expression clearly.
"Where did this brat come from? Is he looking for death?"
"Hmph, what's wrong with the Niwa clan? How can they allow a brat to cause trouble at such an important occasion?"
"Someone, get him down."
"Hehe, those rabble below the stage can't even handle a brat..."
Soon, a man in Samurai armor stepped onto the arena, scolding Shin'yu's back:
"Kid, go play somewhere else. This is not a place for you!"
Shin'yu tilted his head slightly. "Are you here to challenge me?"
"Challenge?" The man sneered. "You little brat, don't tell me you want to participate in the martial arts tournament?"
Shin'yu said indifferently, "I'll give you three breaths to get down yourself."
Someone in the stands began to shout, "Is it ready yet? The competition is about to start!"
"Can you stop this brat from causing trouble?"
"Really, the Niwa family can't even handle such a small matter..."
On the stage, the man also felt a little embarrassed. He placed a hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes sharp. "Kid, if you don't leave on your own, don't blame me for getting rough!"
"Three breaths are up!"
Shin'yu disappeared from the spot. The man only saw a dark shadow flash overhead, and a slender hand gently landed on his shoulder.
Then, under the pull of a huge force, his vision spun. The young man actually threw him out with one hand!
The man turned into a straight line, slamming into a certain spot in the stands with a "bang," and a series of miserable cries of pain erupted from above, where the loudest shouts had come from just now.
"!!!"
The dignitaries were all shocked, and some even stood up, looking at the main seat with surprise and suspicion. But Niwa Maya squinted his eyes calmly, and the people of the entire chamber of commerce were unusually calm, as if they didn't care about this at all.
"Chairman Niwa, I demand an explanation!" a stout, wealthy-looking noble said in a deep voice.
"Today is the martial arts tournament. Only the strongest can become my worthy son-in-law. It's inevitable that there will be some fighting." Maya revealed a cunning smile. "Swords have no eyes. Isn't it normal to accidentally injure one or two people?"
"Hmph!" The nobleman snorted coldly, not daring to flare up, and could only mutter, "Once this matter is over, you'll pay!"
...
Above the high platform, the Land of Iron's Daimyo sat upright beneath an ornate canopy, a folding fan concealing half of his face, revealing a thoughtful expression.
...
On the arena, Shin'yu looked down upon the crowd, his cold gaze slowly sweeping across the entire area.
"I know why you've all come here today, but I find this martial arts competition to be too tedious." The corner of his mouth rose, revealing a wicked smile. "Allow me to streamline the process for you. Wanting to marry Miss Yukino is simple..."
"Step onto the stage and kill me!" His gaze was extremely aggressive, his aura powerful. "My name is Shin'yu, and today, I will hold this arena!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the Samurai present could no longer sit still. These people hated hearing such words the most.
The heart of a swordsman lies in invincibility, and everyone strives to move forward without hesitation.
In order to achieve greater accomplishments in swordsmanship, they would adhere to their own path, carry out their beliefs, and not fear strong enemies.
A dusty sword heart is fatal.
Imagine, if you don't even believe in yourself, how can you believe in the sword in your hand?
Therefore, many Samurai snorted coldly, and a few hot-blooded individuals couldn't help but curse.
A Samurai with a fiery temper leaped onto the arena, coldly gazing at Shin'yu. "My name is..."
The sound came to an abrupt halt, because in the next second, he flew off the arena, slamming into the wall with a "bang," impossible to dislodge.
Everyone swallowed their saliva in unison, their gazes returning to the arena, only to see Shin'yu maintaining a standard side-kick posture, slowly retracting his leg.
"Don't waste my time with small fries." Shin'yu scanned the crowd. "Here's a piece of advice: this is the last time I'll show mercy. Anyone who comes up next, be prepared to die!"
Like a stone thrown into calm water, a wave of shouts immediately rippled through the arena, both on and off the stage. This wasn't cheering, but a cacophony of crude insults and indignant challenges.
"Kid, don't look down on people!"
"State your master's lineage, and this old man will surely seek an explanation!"
"Do you really think Takeo Castle has no one left!"
"Let me play with you!"
"No! Let me go, my blade has been thirsty for too long!"
"Hmph, allow my Snowstorm Style to test the weight of you little brat!"
Shin'yu bathed in the wave of voices, opening his arms. "No need for so much trouble, come at me all at once!"
"Arrogant!!!"
Immediately, three Samurai stepped onto the stage, surrounding Shin'yu in an encircling formation.
This time, without any further ado, they attacked first. The light of their blades flashed like a bolt of white silk, and three Chakra-infused sword beams flew out diagonally, striking Shin'yu simultaneously.
"Buzz—"
Everyone opened their mouths wide, because they saw with their own eyes that a semi-transparent ripple suddenly emanated from the boy's body, like a gushing spring, deflecting all the sword beams.
With a "whoosh," Shin'yu's hand gripped the hilt of his sword in a reverse grip, the blade's light as clear as flowing water, flashing past everyone's eyes.
The three Samurai's katana were all cut in half, and along with the spraying hot blood, they flew off the arena.
Before the crowd could react, "Frost Descent One Heart" was already back in its sheath.
"So... so fast..."
"More than that... the defensive technique that young man just displayed was even more outrageous..."
"Hey! What was that? Did you see it clearly..."
The audience below discussed animatedly, Shin'yu's fleeting defensive counterattack once again ignited the venue.
Relying on the special ability of the "Sea God Body," he could not only control water currents in the ocean, but also use water molecules in the air to condense them on the surface of his body, creating a high-density protective barrier.
This water molecule shield had extremely strong toughness and was almost invisible because it was transparent.
This ability could be controlled subjectively, or it could be a subconscious reaction. The body would automatically condense water molecules the moment before being attacked to resist damage.
If one wanted to break through this water shield, hitting it with a blunt weapon was obviously not a good idea. Concentrated stabs or slashes might be possible.
But... the slashes of these Samurai were too weak to even break the shield, let alone touch his even more tyrannical body?
"Trash, trash, why are they all trash?"
Shin'yu frowned slightly, "Those weaker than these three, don't come to die!"
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