144 Samurai
"Tsugatsu, you should know that other than your family, no one will hold back against you because of your weakness, so work hard!"
On the way, Nagasawa helped train Tsugatsu.
After an observation, Nagasawa noticed that Tsugatsu's Chakra talent was average, but Tsugatsu's Nature Type was Lightning. He worked hard to learn Taijutsu, and in the end, he still had a way out.
"I know, pops. " Tsugatsu said in a low voice.
In the past, he had wasted a lot of time. Because of that, let alone help, he might be just a burden to everyone.
After getting to know each other for more than twenty days, Tsugatsu was completely drawn in by Nagasawa's personality and charm.
Although Nagasawa was strong, he never bullied the weak with his strength.
However, Nagasawa wouldn't show any mercy to then enemies regardless of who they were.
Because of Nagasawa's overbearing aura, coupled with his distinctively muscular body, and his strength, he successfully became famous in the Land of Grass, and even his reputation spread to the surrounding countries.
Because no one knew the name of Nagasawa, and the white crescent mustache was so distinctive, the nickname of Whitebeard spread.
Now, the two people had been wanted by the Land of Grass because Nagasawa had killed some of their men.
It turned out the aforementioned guy actually wanted to forcibly buy Nagasawa's Murakumogiri. Nagasawa ignored him, but that guy was not too happy with it and tried to rob him. Nagasawa then cut him down.
Nagasawa did not care about this. The strongest military force in a country was a Shinobi Village, and only Kusagakure's Kage might pose a threat to Nagasawa's Shadow Clone...
But Kusagakure's Kage might not make a move unless the one Nagasawa killed was the Daimyo.
In any case, Nagasawa was not afraid. He had traveled around the Land of Grass boldly with Tsugatsu.
In the end, no one came to hunt them down.
Nagasawa was not surprised. He had seen how corrupt the Land of Grass was over the past twenty days.
The small-time officials often extorted the civilians, the higher-up tended to extort the small-time officials, and the civilians were sometimes bandits that were trying to rob merchants.
Compared to Land of Fire, the country of grass was too chaotic.
Nagasawa brought Tsugatsu to a tavern.
"Bring me the best drink you have here and a lot of them. Bring a big bowl, too." Tsugatsu shouted to the owner.
Either because the owner recognized Nagasawa or this tavern simply didn't let their customer wait, the drink came really quick, and a large porcelain bowl also came with it.
Tsugatsu himself did not drink and poured the drink for Nagasawa.
Ever since that night, he swore that he would never drink a single drop of alcohol in his life.
Nagasawa chugged down the sake. He was in a good mood was good as Whitebeard's fusion rate had increased by 2.5% after more than twenty days of hard work.
If he used points, it would require 50,000 points to raise that much.
At this rate, it would be easy to get Whitebeard's template to a 90% fusion rate before the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox's attack if he used points.
Bang!
"Where is Whitebeard?"
Suddenly, a man dressed like a samurai rushed into the tavern and knocked down some tables.
The man quickly checked around the tavern, and finally, his gaze was locked on Nagasawa, who was drinking from a big bowl.
A tall old man with big muscles and the big Naginata next to him. Only Whitebeard, who recently got famous, had such traits.
He had been looking for Whitebeard ever since he first became famous, but he just happened to miss him every time.
Of course, he didn't know that Nagasawa deliberately moved around in order to spread Whitebeard's reputation and increase its fusion rate.
"Are you Whitebeard? I want to challenge you. I am Musashi of Land of Iron!"
Musashi pulled out one of the two swords on his waist and pointed the tip of his sword at Nagasawa.
"You bastard." Tsugatsu stood up and prepared to teach this disrespectful samurai a lesson, but Nagasawa stopped him.
Nagasawa finished the sake in the bowl and put it down.
He stood up and swung Murakumogiri, sending a powerful compressed air blade toward Musashi.
Musashi looked at this compressed air blade, and his body began to tremble.
He was not afraid but excited.
This was his very purpose for leaving the Land of Iron, to find a powerful opponent!
"Twin Sword Style: Wind Slice!"
Musashi quickly pulled out the other sword at his waist. He coated both swords with Chakra and threw the crescent-shaped Chakra as he swung his sword at Nagasawa's compressed air blade.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Two crescent-shaped Chakra slashes hit Nagasawa's compressed air blade, causing a violent explosion. Musashi's crescent-shaped Chakra disintegrated, and Nagasawa's compressed air blade still headed toward Musashi.
Musashi quickly jumped high and dodged the compressed air blade.
Rumble!!
The compressed air blade hit the tavern's floor, leaving a big hole.
"Brat, don't point your sword while others are drinking." After Nagasawa finished speaking, he instantly disappeared from where he was.
Musashi tried to search where Nagasawa disappeared to, but he couldn't see anything.
Just as he thought of something and was about to turn around to defend, Nagasawa, who was already behind him, kicked him down to the ground.
After doing all this, Nagasawa turned around and said, "Tsugatsu, let's go."
"Why are you in such a hurry? The battle hasn't ended yet!" Musashi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and assumed his stance again.
He could feel more pressure from Whitebeard than from Land of Iron's General.
His hunch told him that he could become stronger if he could survive this battle.
Nagasawa stopped and looked at Musashi. "I didn't kill you because I was in a good mood today. Do you want to die?"
"Hahaha." Musashi laughed out loud. He did not speak, but the two swords in his hands gave the answer.
"Twin Sword Style: Gale!"
Musashi swung his twin swords successively, continuously sending out countless Chakra slashes toward Nagasawa.
The Chakra slashes tore everything in their path into pieces. The floor, tables, and chairs were all cut into tiny pieces.
Facing such attacks, Nagasawa's expression did not change. He held Murakumogiri with both hands and swung it.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A powerful compressed air blade that came out of Murakumogiri set off a huge gust of wind that blew away everything around Nagasawa, including some people who were close to Nagasawa.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The countless Chakra slashes were torn apart by Nagasawa's compressed air blade.
Musashi's combat experience told him to throw another Chakra slash, so he concentrated all his Chakra and swung his sword.
But that last Chakra slash only bought him a little time and could not stop Nagasawa's compressed air blade.
However, that little bit of time became the key to his survival. The moment his Chakra slash collided with Nagasawa's compressed air blade, he immediately coated his feet with Chakra and dodged away, even though the impact still injured him a little.
Nagasawa's eyes slightly changed. This guy named Musashi seemed quite talented.
In fact, the Chakra slash bombardment that Musashi threw earlier was quite powerful, but it was all over the place and not solid. At best, its power was equivalent to an attack of a C-Rank Ninjutsu.
On the contrary, the last Chakra slash packed more punch.
"Be my son." Nagasawa extended his hand towards Musashi, who had fallen to the ground.
