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Demon Sword: The Strongest Samurai

In the imperial era, swordsmanship was paramount, those with high levels of swordsmanship would become figures to be feared and admired. 'Kanaga Yashu' is known as a swordsman at a very young age, his black sword is capable of shedding thousands of thousands of liters of blood alone. He is also known as a demon sword user. Every high-level mission was always completed perfectly, and for that great achievement, the empire even appointed him as one of the generals. But in a major war that occurred in the southern continent, Yashu and all his troops were declared dead. Yes, that was almost completely true, but he was still alive, just alone, while his 5 thousand elite troops had died due to poisoning. 3 years passed, and Yashu reappeared in his clan, but a very different appearance made him unrecognizable by anyone, even always considered crazy and despised. Yashu accepts everything within limits, he doesn't want anyone to know his true identity, only for one main goal, revenge and to transform into the strongest samurai in the world.

Umam_Young · Fantasy
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86 Chs

Garo's deep grudge

The students listened to all the explanations given by one of the elders.

While in the stands, several seniors and elders watched the event casually, "Looks like this time we have a lot of interesting members!" One of the white-haired elders nodded lightly toward the main disciples.

"This year we can accommodate more new disciples and also find a lot of talent, if we can nurture them well, this will increase the strength of the clan." The red-haired elder also nodded in agreement with the opinion of the elder next to him.

"In two months we will hold a tournament between junior students, we can see the true abilities of the new members." Greet one of the senior main disciples dressed in all green who is also near the two elders.

"Unfortunately, you are already 21 years old and cannot enter the tournament, otherwise you might be the best participant." Said the red-haired elder, the main disciple next to him was his disciple.

The tournament between junior members is an annual match within the red leaf clan, Of course, this is done to see the development of the junior students as well as to see the real abilities and talents of the new students, in short, that match will also greatly affect their future.

"This year's tournament will be very interesting, 4 new challengers have appeared, they might be able to snatch the top 10 positions!" The red-haired elder smiled faintly and looked at one of his students who was lined up in the field.

"Hoo, you seem to be very excited" the white-bearded elder next to him smiled faintly, he also stared intently at one of his new students in the field.

2 hours went by quickly, and finally, the welcoming ceremony was over.

Each member is given their respective residence in a special area designated for new members, while the 4 main students are brought in by teachers or elders who choose them to live with and receive special training.

On the other hand, Yona and two of her loyal friends were also watching the new student acceptance event.

"Yona, why do we have to be here too?" Her brown-haired companion shook her head in confusion, it was unusual for Yona to do something like that.

"Sely, Lin, do you still remember what I said last night, that strange young man must be hiding something, I'm pretty sure! We have to investigate." Yona replied to her two colleagues.

"Huh, that shabby guy again? You're obsessed with him, could it be that you like him?" Lin the black-haired girl teased Yona.

"Haha, don't joke how can I like such a strange man, I'm just curious, that many scars, obviously it's not an ordinary thing!" Yona denied the assumption of her colleague.

"Really? That's all?" Sely also teased.

"Come on you two don't complicate things, we just need to investigate the young man." Yona snorted lightly.

A few moments later after the event was over, all the new members who were still filled with enthusiasm chose to quietly practice in the field.

Meanwhile, Yashu chose to return to his new residence.

Several new disciples noticed him, but they didn't want to take care of others on their first day as new members of the clan.

While on the way to his residence, Yashu was followed by Yona and her two colleagues, of course, Yashu realized it, but he still acted normal as if he didn't know anything.

It wasn't until a while later that Yashu could finally see the residence area for the new members, he was only about 100 meters away, "Number 77!" Yashu's mind saw the house key he was holding.

The area wasn't too crowded, only a few people were passing by, it was because the new members' residences were on the outskirts.

Before Yashu reached his residence, a thin man covered in a black robe passed him, the man suddenly stopped.

"If you want to live safely within the clan, follow me immediately!" Said the man in a cold voice that tends to be dismissive.

Yashu certainly knew the figure, he was Garo's partner who bothered him while eating food near the field.

Yashu was silent for a moment, but he chose to follow the skinny man, seeing that the thin man smiled lopsidedly.

Yona and her two colleagues narrowed their eyes when they saw the strange behavior of the shabby youth who followed the black-robed figure.

"What an unlucky man, it seems that he is indeed a vessel to contain suffering?" Lin shook his head, it was not difficult for them to know what was going on.

Yona didn't respond, she just felt a little concerned.

A few moments later, Yashu was taken to a small garden area not far from the new members' residence area.

3 people stood tall with their arms folded in front of their chests, they were standing under a lush tree surrounded by several flower plants.

Yashu had expected this to happen because the skinny youth couldn't have come alone.

"You damn pig, he's really after him!" On the other hand, on top of a large tree about 50 meters from the park, Yona snorted in annoyance, she even unconsciously clenched her fists when she found out Garo was the one who was after Yashu.

While Yashu was now really in trouble, his arms were directly twisted behind his back by the skinny man.

"Bring him in front of me, he has humiliated me in front of Miss Yona, instead he has to lick my feet first." Garo glared sharply at Yashu, his grudge was so deep he couldn't wait to torture him.

"Okay boss!"

The skinny man smiled coldly and immediately pushed Yashu's body so that he fell to her knees in front of Garo.

Garo grinned evilly, he seemed to see Yashu like a dog about to lick its master.

"Irritating!" A cold and deep voice came out of Yashu's mouth, it stunned Garo and his friends, he never thought Yashu would dare to speak in such a cold tone.

"You ...!"

Garo clenched his teeth in anger, how could a lowly beggar dare to offend him?

"Souuust!"

Without further ado, Garo drew the sword at his waist, and slashed straight at Yashu, he had no intention of holding back, even if the beggar in front of him died.

"You damn pig, I'll teach him a lesson!" Yona who saw Garo wanted to harm Yashu immediately got up and intended to help.

But just as Yona wanted to move to help, she immediately froze on the spot with bulging eyes.

"Sreckkk!"

At the same time, the blade pieces fell and stuck to the ground, it was Garo's sword that was cut.

"So fast! How did he do it?" Garo gulped with bulging eyes, he couldn't even see Yashu's movements.

Garo's three friends who also saw that were taken aback, it wasn't an ordinary move, and with such speed, if Yashu were to target their necks, they were sure they wouldn't be able to dodge in the slightest.

"He must be using a trick, I'm sure." Garo didn't want to believe what was happening and immediately threw away his severed sword.

"You bastard, don't mess with me!" Garo shouted attacking using his fists blindly.

"Bam!"

Garo's big, hard fist landed right on Yashu's stomach, but everything was silenced again, Yashu's body didn't move an inch, as if the blow meant nothing.

"I'll show you how to use good fists!" Yashu muttered as Garo's fist was still stuck to his stomach.