I Am a Light Novel Master in Japan Chapter 383

"Of course it's a sword fight."

The military officer woman said bluntly: "You defeated the legendary powerful dragon with a sword, so of course you have to prove yourself with a sword."

【Swiss, swiss, swish...】

Outside the damp window, the rustling heavy rain echoed through Li Yan. In the hearts of Rachel Miyamoto and Yunia, at this moment, their eyes fell on him.

"In the first game, five warriors with superb swordsmanship will be lined up to fight with you. If you can survive the second game, we will let a highly respected swordsman who is also very interested in your swordsmanship fight you. The outcome, if you can really defeat the three-headed dragon, will be decided in the sword dojo."

"……good."

Li Yan looked at them quietly, and after a while, he responded immediately.

A simple word "good" is like a huge mountain falling into the sea, causing a huge wave.

Since this was all he could do, he would prove himself to the world.

Difficult situations require extraordinary choices. Don't bow to the storm and be able to deal with the crisis calmly.

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Inside the castle, there is an open space dedicated to competitions.

Despite the wind, thunder and lightning, the sound of rain still reached his ears clearly. Li Yan put on the white light armor used for sword practice and self-defense, and put on an iron mask. This piece of self-defense equipment had a different face from the opposite one. It was filled with murderous intent and seemed to have been battle-hardened for a long time. The same as the five samurai.

The knives, although blunt, are as heavy as real knives, and they are listed one by one on both sides.

"...It's almost the same as a real sword?"

Rachel Miyamoto touched the blade at the side and said in shock.

"Uesugi Kenshin and this group of retainers will never practice swordsmanship with bamboo swords, so this is to be expected." After Li Yan put on this protective equipment, he turned towards the weapon rack and Miyamoto Rei beside him. Chel came over and said.

After all, he is a soldier who sees blood with his sword, and a wooden sword cannot develop a real feel.

"...If we take a step back, we can go back and let the eldest princess think of another way." Rachel Miyamoto was under great pressure. Finally, she informed Li Yan of the method she thought was appropriate, and persuaded in a serious and low voice. .

“Tough times require extraordinary choices. Don’t bow to the storm. When a crisis comes, you must take it calmly.”

Li Yan, wearing the iron mask of Shura, lowered his head and looked at the practice katana he was interested in. The dim light in the venue could only slightly illuminate these calm eyes. He calmly talked to Rachel Miyamoto. Said: "I have been betting, betting on myself, and betting on the future. This is just one part of it. I don't expect to be calm in the future, but I pray that we will not lose our future this time. Don't worry, this time This time it’s much better than before…”

"...At least I have you by my side this time instead of me fighting alone."

Li Yan mentioned the practice katana and could not see clearly in the iron mask of self-defense. His expression could not be seen clearly, and he said to Rachel Miyamoto.

The damp cold wind in the venue seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the heavy rain was pouring. Li Yan grasped the slender handle like a snake pattern, turned around in the dojo illuminated by the dim light of the fire and rainy day, and faced the five people. A warrior exuding blood.

Li Yan's martial arts talent was beyond ordinary, so he was accepted by his mentor.

If his academic achievements are due to his diligence, and the success of his novels is due to his simple love for story creation, then the basic knowledge of boxing and swordsmanship comes from the pressure of survival and the gift of his mentor.

He accidentally met the old man in the dark who taught him self-reliance and self-preservation, and taught him almost all kinds of murderous martial arts. Now that he thought about it, it seemed that he could not see the invisible world until he was reborn and traveled through time. Something clean.

The desire to survive forced him to study the use of the demon sword for self-protection. Within half a year, he integrated the sword skills and understanding he had learned into a samurai sword similar to the Miao sword.

Li Yan clenched the blade of the sword that exuded the cold light of fish scales in the darkness, took steps, left Rachel Miyamoto and Yunia, and headed towards the numerous opponents alone.

It can be seen that this seems to be the most common method used by Uesugi Kenshin to practice swordsmanship. If he can fight against five swordsman masters at the same time, it is the minimum requirement for a general to at least kill the blood in the chaos.

Coincidentally, Li Yan also has a deep understanding of how to deal with one against many.

Suddenly, the scene became quiet, as if a breath spread out, making people involuntarily understand what they should do. Under the firelight and dim light, the two sides calculated the best distance. Under the auspices of the dojo referee, it seemed that Before it even started, I could already feel a strange sense of urgency.

As a result, no one noticed whether the dojo referee in the middle called start. Suddenly, the dimmed swords in the darkness suddenly flashed with a cold light, and the swords of both sides were already slashing at each other.

This sword was adapted from the Tang Dynasty, and suddenly shone with a dazzling light in the somewhat dim dojo. In an instant, sparks flew under the sword's light, and the smell of iron filings soon filled the air.

Suddenly, there was a rapid slashing, and several miserable cries came from it.

"Well!"

Li Yan's knife has never killed anyone, but it is more fierce and faster than those bloody vagabonds. With his fast and clever knife and his agile and quick movements, Li Yan moves among the mixed figures to avoid the crowds of lights. , finding the lone samurai, the sword light surged, and in an instant the two sides often decided the winner in a short attack.

This battle only lasted a few rounds, and several of the five Drifters fighting on their own were already stained with blood.

Rachel Miyamoto looked at the dimly lit dojo with some fascination, but she had also learned swordsmanship, and now after watching it for a while, she suddenly realized something.

"Lee didn't use all his strength."

But it cannot be said that Li Yan can really crush him. People are people, and there are so many variables in a battle. But compared to the battle with the red dragon and the ice dragon, Li Yan is stronger in every aspect. No attempt was made to use all strength.

Just when Rachel Miyamoto was thinking, suddenly, some people noticed the belated figure.

Among the barriers, there was a figure wearing armor sitting in the center.

The veil of gauze almost made it difficult for people under the light to see his face clearly. They could only vaguely see his delicate features. He was quite young, and he was quietly watching the sword competition on the dojo.

Rachel Miyamoto's eyes suddenly changed, and she realized that extremely important person.

"Uesugi Kenshin!"

Finally, did he come to watch?

However, the swordsmanship competition also came to an end. In the end, there were only two figures on the dojo slashing each other with sharp sword skills. The crisp and heavy collision sound was horrifying. In the end, among the shadows of the swords, that one The lightning-like blade pierced the opponent's protective armor, and there was blood among the fragments, showing its strong strength.

The dojo that was filled with blood for a moment quickly calmed down.

It's hard to hurt someone, but easy to kill.

In the dim dojo, among the five blood-stained figures, the figure with an iron face and cold eyes stood in the dojo. It seemed that he had basically won the first competition.

"A very nice sword."

Suddenly, the short-haired female general who had previously witnessed the swordsmanship of the Great Britain Staff Officers, but now watched the sword showdown, walked out of the barrier and nodded, seriously acknowledging Li Yan's swordsmanship.

"Now, the plan has changed. Your Excellency, Staff Officer, Lord Uesugi has praised your swordsmanship very much. There is no need for other swordsmen to test your strength. Now Lord Uesugi will personally be your opponent in the next competition."

"..."

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the figure inside the barrier.

Behind the screen of the daimyo seat that was neither by the window nor illuminated by candlelight, a man about 1.65 meters tall walked out. He had already put on armor and iron mask, and selected a katana for practice. , her hair was wrapped in gauze, and her figure was sharp and revealed a strong heroic spirit.

Li Yan looked at this famous historical general who took the field in person, and felt a little mixed for a while.

Now, I seem to be really trapped in the world of Swordsman of the Warring States Period that Sayuri Sawamura is obsessed with...

However, for some reason, Li Yan was not facing five experienced vagabonds at this moment. There was just a figure in front of him. But when he looked at Uesugi Kenshin's scene, a chill suddenly hit him and went straight to his bones.