A person in Japan, a sword that soars to immortality.

Chapter 176 discusses how Taiyi taught his juniors.

The sword energy was exquisite, like moonlight, pure yet deadly.

The surrounding crowd stopped what they were doing in surprise at Kiyokawa Hachiro's move and stood there dumbfounded.

A severely wounded samurai, an indomitable declaration, and a powerful counterattack.

At that moment, a thought inexplicably arose in everyone's mind: this samurai would surely be able to defeat his enemy.

Although Okita Souji remained calm upon seeing the sword energy, he couldn't help but acknowledge it in his heart.

"The length and width are acceptable, and the level of conciseness is also quite good."

"It seems that the Gengetsu-kan in Satsuma does indeed have its own unique features."

"But compared to the sword's defense, not to mention my masters, I can also block attacks of this level."

The trajectory of the sword energy could not be captured by the naked eye; one could only see a rough outline from a distance.

As a master of True Qi Warrior, Okita Souji was able to see the attack clearly, and as the sword energy flew, he quickly locked his gaze on Taiichi.

Without any fluctuations of true qi, how can you...?

ha?

Okita Souji was mentally simulating how he would deal with such an attack if he encountered it.

Should we dodge first, or clash with it using the same amount of true energy, or something else?

But when he saw Taiyi simply raise his left hand and flick his finger at the last second before the sword energy touched his fist, thus dispersing it, his neck immediately tilted to the side and his eyes almost popped out.

"My God! How did he do that? Did you see it clearly?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. You look so naive. Everyone's not blind. He blocked it with just one finger!"

"Is this what a True Qi Warrior is? He doesn't seem that strong."

"Brother, is it possible that the other side is stronger?"

Everyone was surprised, but Yukimura Chizuru, who was hiding in a corner of the alley with half of her body sticking out, suddenly had a pink light flash in her eyes, and then covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

But no one noticed this, and she immediately returned to normal afterward.

Ok?

"This girl... there's something wrong with her."

Taiichi turned his head, completely ignoring the reactions of others, and looked towards where Yukimura Chizuru was.

But then he noticed that the strange aura that had appeared at that location had disappeared.

The brows under the face mask furrowed slightly, then relaxed.

"Is it really that much of a coincidence? It can't be, can it?"

"Forget it, time is limited, let's take control of this person's soul power first."

After killing more than ten warriors in the house, he gained nearly 100 points of divine soul power.

This is just an ordinary warrior; if it were a true qi warrior like the ones below...

"Is that all? Then I'll take your life."

"Being a part of me is the greatest respect I can show you."

With a light touch of his toes, Taiyi gracefully leaped down.

Before the person even hit the ground, the knife in his hand was already raised high.

Swish!

Ding!

"Your swordsmanship... seems somewhat familiar to me."

The distance between Taiichi and Kiyokawa Hachiro was about 1.5 meters, which is also the length of the Mortal Blade - Open Gate - in his hand.

He intended to use the tip of his blade to cleave his opponent in two, but before he could even touch the top of his head, a blade appeared and blocked his path.

Looking at the young man in front of him, dressed in a brown haori, with a youthful face and spiky hair, but with incredibly determined eyes, Taiichi, behind the mask, curled up the corners of his mouth and then pressed down slightly.

"Uh!"

The sound of sparring rang out, and the dirt road beneath Okita Souji's feet immediately showed a slight indentation as he stomped on it.

"Very good, you are much stronger than the guy behind you. You consciously use your true energy to temper your body, instead of letting it nourish you naturally. That's the right approach."

"But why would someone as short as 1.6 meters use a greatsword?"

“I’m very familiar with this move, and I’ve seen her style in it.”

Taiyi tilted his head and spoke in a gentle voice, but the pressure he applied with his hand increased rather than decreased.

Seeing that Okita Souji was struggling to parry his sword while also protecting Kiyokawa Hachiro behind him, preventing Taichi from drawing his own sword and forcing him to grit his teeth and endure the blows, Taichi continued to ask:

"Young warrior, tell me your name."

"Ah... I am Okita Souji of the Tennen Rishin-ryu school, an Edo samurai!"

Staring intently at the tall man opposite him, Okita Souji said through gritted teeth.

Taiyi shook his head, still pressing down on the other person, and took a step forward:

"No, the Natural Mind Flow can't teach true qi. Tell me, who taught you these things?"

"Yes......"

I was just about to bring up Yamada Asaemon Sakiri's name and tell him that I was a disciple of the sword-wielding master.

But the warnings from Kenjiro, the tall and graceful figure of Sorki, and those eyes that were always filled with sorrow made him suddenly not want to cause trouble for Kenjiro and Sorki.

I have mastered the secrets of martial arts, and I am now a warrior who can stand alone!

I still need to make a name for myself, fulfill my master's instructions, and finally...

I don't want to see that sorrowful look in my master's eyes anymore. I want to surpass that person!

boom!

His true energy suddenly erupted, pushing Kiyohachiro behind him directly to the ground.

His feet sank into the ground up to his ankles, and blood vessels suddenly bulged out from under the skin of his palms and the corners of his eyes.

A piercing metallic scraping sound rang out, and Taiyi's hand, which was pressing down, seemed to be subtly lifted up by the other party.

"Good spirits, what a pity..."

What's a pity?

Okita Souji frowned, his teeth clenched, and upon hearing what the other person said, he became even angrier.

"I no longer have that same truly resolute will to die that I had back then..."

After saying that, Taiyi pressed down hard with one hand, directly dispersing the opponent's momentum, and even embedded a knife into his shoulder.

With a snap, the sound of a collarbone being severed rang out.

At this moment, Okita Souji's world was blank, with only blood slowly splattering before his eyes, causing his mind to stop thinking.

"A will to die?"

The world spun, and suddenly the vertical plane turned into a black and white.

In a white world, there is a piece of land covered with crimson spider lilies in full bloom.

In the black world, there is a gray river, in which countless indistinct-faced humans rise and fall with the current, wailing incessantly.

"If they do not move, the flowers and the water will be separated into two ends of darkness."

"I need to get moving! I can't lose!"

The world before Okita Souji's eyes returned to normal, and he saw Taiichi again.

The scattered momentum regrouped, his eyes turned blood red, and the clothes wrapped around his body fluttered loudly in the burst of air.

"Okay, then let's get you moving."

Raise your sword and sweep it horizontally.

With a snap, Okita Souji's blood-red eyes instantly returned to their usual clear, bright state.

At the same time, the scenery before his eyes flashed by rapidly, and he could no longer feel the ground.

"I was slapped in the face and sent flying with a sword?"

An absurd thought occurred to him, and then his eyes rolled upwards, and he fell into a coma.