Chapter 283: Impatience under the prosperity·"Nothing"

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"Samura Ano and Hijikata Toshizo, once!" Souji Okita shouted from the side.

The two bowed to each other, and then—

Pull out the wooden sword and hold it against it.

Swish——!

Snapped!

The wooden knives hit together and made a crisp sound.

"Hey, this kind of strength is not small..." Toshizo Hijikata wanted to try to suppress Anno Samura, who looked thinner, but...

This thin little man is surprisingly strong!

Hijikata Toshizo is tall and strong. Although he is also a descendant of Natural Rishin-ryu, his speed is slow and he pursues greater power.

It is precisely for this reason that Hijikata is unable to practice the Natural Rishin-ryu stronger.

However, Hijikata, who can be said to have the greatest power in the natural Rishin-ryu, was unable to suppress Samura!

The wooden sword separated, Zuo Cun's speed was even better, and he wanted to chop directly.

Hijikata held the wooden sword horizontally, blocking the chop. With a clever move, he drew Samura's wooden sword to the side, and twisted around to stab Samura's chest.

He ducked sideways to avoid the stabbing, pulled the knife back, and moved from bottom to top——

The earthwork is from top to bottom——

Snapped!

Okita Souji buttoned his ears, while Shimazaki Katsuta and Inoue Genzaburo next to him watched intently.

No matter how powerful Zuo Cun was, he would not be able to suppress Hijikata from the bottom up before the gap grew to a certain extent.

He had no choice but to draw his knife and turn around, then stabbed Hijikata before he got up.

Hijikata took the opportunity to raise the knife upwards.

Unfortunately, his knife only touched Zuocun's creaking nest, while Zuocun's knife was already pressed against his chest.

"Stop!" Okita shouted.

Hijikata and Samura both put their swords back and bowed to them.

Then Hijikata punched Samura in the chest.

"You are so strong, Samura!" Hijikata was at a disadvantage, but he was not annoyed at all.

"You're strong too, Hijikata!"

The two fist bumped.

Although they have only known each other for one day, the relationship between the two is already good.

Gensaburo Inoue and Katsuta Shimazaki walked up: "Get down quickly, get down quickly, Inoue's turn is ours!"

"Oh!" Shimazaki Katsuta is not as tall as Hijikata, but he looks just as strong and has an obviously more cheerful personality.

Just like Hijikata, he doesn't look very good.

Okita Souji pulled Samura Ano aside.

"Samura-kun, have you really never practiced swordsmanship before?" Souji Okita expressed doubts.

"Well...according to Mr. Kondo, it is true that he has never practiced." Zuomura scratched the back of his head, "He said that I just swung the sword based on instinct..."

Okita Souji nodded, indicating that he believed him.

"Have you got any idea about the future?"

"...Not yet." Zuo Cun shook his head.

"Then I recommend you go out and walk more." Souji Okita smiled cutely, "You can learn a lot if you walk more."

"Master also said that you won't achieve breakthroughs in swordsmanship just by swinging your sword in the defense hall. Go out and walk more!"

"Indeed... I don't know much about Konglianyishi..."

"I told my master, let's go to Edo Castle!" Okita's eyes were filled with little stars.

Anno Zuomura:......

Kondo Shusuke: "No."

Kondo Shusuke's majestic and thin figure walked in.

"I agree to go out for more walks, but Okita, you haven't been back for three weeks. It's better to wait until you gain experience. Leave me to stay in the trial training hall for training!"

"Huh——?" Miss Okita's face drooped.

The third day.

Anno Zumura walked into Edo Castle with two swords on his waist.

One is a wakizashi pheasant, and the other is a katana gifted by Kondo Shusuke.

A very ordinary fighting knife, not a famous knife, nor a good knife.

But it is enough to kill people, and it is also a symbol of the warrior.

Because he was carrying a knife, Zuomura Annuo also carried a hat.

Hiding his identity a little, after all, it is still unknown why Zuocun passed out in the wilderness before, let alone his enemies.

Edo is huge, bigger than Samura Anno imagined.

Although they are all low-rise bungalows, there are many of them.

And there were a lot of people, men and women, all wearing Wu clothes, walking in twos and threes on the streets.

Zuo Cun was a little dizzy and had no choice but to walk on the street.

Suddenly, he walked to the beach.

This is - the sea -

The brackish sea breeze blew on Zuo Cun's face, making Zuo Cun, who was a little dazed by the noise, wake up a little.

Many small boats were docked on the shore of the small port, and a group of fishermen were busy.

A young male fisherman stood on the bow of the fishing boat and sang loudly:

Unwilling to change two hundred years of rules,

I don’t want to lose my majesty,

Laos and Chinese are unable to deal with foreigners.

Insufficient strategic armaments,

Lack of courage to fight,

Don’t want to lose tradition,

The old and middle-aged people also have no determination.

The fishermen next to him burst into laughter.

After pulling the fishing nets ashore, the fishermen counted their harvests amid laughter.

What a peaceful and stable city...

But what does that song mean?

It sounds... a little harsh?

He walked over to the fisherman.

"Brother, what is your song about?"

The plainly dressed fisherman raised his head and saw Zuocun carrying a knife.

"Ah, it turns out to be the samurai!" The fisherman was a little flustered.

"No need to be polite, brother, your song is very interesting. What does it mean?" Annuo smiled and repeated the question.

"Ah, this song..."

"The name of this song is 'Nothing'." Another old fisherman stood up and said.

He could see that Zuo Cun was just a new samurai, and he was very kind, so there was no need to panic, but he spoke calmly and contentedly.

"It's just our little Edo folk song."

"Little folk song..." Zuo Cun clicked his tongue.

Whose little folk song can sing such lyrics...

"It's just a mockery of those guys in the shogunate." The old fisherman said with a smile.

"Dad...!" A young fisherman was a little anxious.

"Jiro, there's no need to be so nervous!" The old fisherman comforted his son.

He looked at Anno Zuomura: "I didn't write this song...Besides, where in Japan are there not those people from the shogunate?"

The old fisherman sneered.

"It took only three days to happily accept the credentials of the Americans. It is simply ridiculous."

Zuo Cun Annuo was a little confused.

His understanding of the world is still sketchy.

Just know that the shogunate is the administrative body of Japan, and the United States is another powerful country.

It seems like...the shogunate seems to have a very bad opinion?

"Thank you, old gentleman." After bowing to the old fisherman, Zuocun Annuo turned and left.

This country seems to be undergoing some changes...

Take another look at Edo Castle.

The faces of passers-by are actually not smiles.

But restlessness and anxiety.

Hidden beneath the bustling surface is a deeper impatience.

Well, what does it have to do with me?

I haven't even found my own mentor. What does this have to do with me?

Zuo Cun walked out of Edo Castle and returned to the Trial Guard Hall.