Chapter 114: A Pool of Muddy Water

  Han Yu didn't bother with what happened next, he knew that Liu Sheng wouldn't go to the police about kicking him out of the dojo, after all, this was a humiliation for both him and the Ittoryu.

  Han Yu had calculated this point, so he dared to report the police. Nearly two hundred students spoke with one voice, and Liu Shengqiu's words were difficult to express, and his withdrawal in a depressed mood had already become the best outcome.

  Back in their own place, Han Yu and Zhuo Bu Fan had something to eat together before returning to their respective rooms.

  Han Yu leaned against the bed, silently recalling the process of Yagyu Shōei's move. He could have knocked down Yagyu Shōei faster, but in order to gain more experience fighting with Japanese warriors and get a deeper feel for the Ittō-ryū style, he had fought with his opponent for half a day.

  Ittoryu, in short, relies on the power of the arm and wrist to wield the slender sword that is advantageous for slashing, with the fastest speed, as if drawing a fine line. The subtlety reveals a sharpness that makes it difficult for people to defend against.

  But what Han Yu was least afraid of was speed. Although the Nameless Heart Method had not yet reached the first level, it had already allowed his body's speed to reach more than twice that of an ordinary person, which is why he could so easily dissolve and knock down Liu Sheng Cao's moves.

  Of course, this is also because Yagyu Shinkage-ryu had not yet reached its peak.

  However, what Han Yu was most worried about at this time was still the sword that his opponent had drawn and swung out.

  From the moment the sword was drawn from its scabbard to the moment it reached his body, that distance in between seemed to have been skipped over. If Han Yu hadn't been secretly on guard and prepared, he might not have been able to withstand that one strike.

  This should be Japan's Battojutsu, using a special technique to quickly pull the sword out of its scabbard in an instant, completing the strongest and final blow!

  Yagyu Shokamachi was able to think of combining two flowing techniques together, which is also a personal talent.

  Han Yu narrowed his eyes, he not only blocked the opponent's Batou Ryuu, but also became more cautious and even developed a strong interest in this type of sword-drawing attack.

  Batou Ryuu, is to concentrate the entire spirit of the one who draws the sword into that single sword, although it's just one sword, but it's not inferior to a thousand swords or ten thousand swords. Especially since this one sword is the concentrated embodiment of both the sword and the person, making it even more difficult for others to defend against!

  The key point is how to integrate the thousands of cuts and a single cut. This is not something that can be achieved just by thinking about it, but rather requires rigorous training, especially repeating the actions of drawing, swinging, and sheathing the sword every day.

  However, its power is indeed not bad, and if there's a chance, it can be practiced. Han Yu slightly curled up the corner of his mouth, pulled over the quilt beside him, covered himself with it, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

  Being a person, one must have expansion and contraction, practicing martial arts is also the case. At present, his nameless heart method has been stuck at the peak of the first layer, but no matter what, he cannot enter the second layer. Obviously, this is no longer a problem that can be solved by continuing to train, but rather it requires an opportunity.

  Originally, there were only some guesses about this, but through today's battle with Yagyu Munenori, Han Yu finally understood what this opportunity was.

  That's war, and a fight with the strong, in the moment of life and death, to stimulate the body's potential, challenge one's limits, and break through.

  That broken Yagyu Shingan's demonic sword Muramasa, that one breath of creation seemed to be a mistaken slash, yet in an instant it struck a point on the opponent's weapon, causing continuous destruction, and even the quite sharp demonic sword Muramasa had to swallow its pride.

  Unfortunately, the pressure brought by Yagyu Shinkage only allowed him to wield five swords. The sign of breaking through was six swords, also a special move he would possess after breaking through the first layer, Six Paths of Reincarnation.

  However, a master is not someone who can be found just because they can be found, so Han Yu was not anxious about it either.

  A peaceful night, Han Yu slept soundly and sweetly. Zhuo Bu Fan's injuries had almost healed, and he got up early. After witnessing the battle between Han Yu and Liu Sheng Cao, he was also visibly moved.

  If he were to fight that Yagyu Munenori, he might not necessarily lose. He could win, but it would be far from easy, and would likely come at a considerable cost.

  So, with some motivation, he got up early and started training. Zhuo Bu Fan's skills were already on a different path, Han Yu didn't need to teach him anything, just pointing out a few mistakes in his training and the key points of his moves.

  Then, Mingzi walked in: "Boss! The thing you asked me to investigate has some leads now."

  "Huh?" Han Yu's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he asked in a low voice, "Who did it?"

  "It should be the largest local gang, the people of Jianmen." Ming Zai thought for a moment before nodding in affirmation.

  "Jian Men?" Han Yu softly repeated a sentence.

  Mingzi hastily explained: "This Sword Gate has risen to become a major faction over the past twenty years and is now the largest gang force in LN Province. A few days ago, they were searching for Shao Yang at the DL guild hall, and later I heard that even their headquarters had sent people over."

  "What did they want Shaoyang for?" Han Yu frowned again.

  "Dr. Shao Yang is not a useless doctor, he spent some time in Africa and researched a new type of virus, which is said to be able to cure cancer."

  Han Yu laughed: "Cancer? Him? He and Murong Piaoxue are under the same mentor, think about how old he is! A young man not even thirty years old, has already developed a treatment for cancer? What's he hiding for? Why not just hand it over to the higher-ups?"

  Meng Zhi said, "You think everyone is as patriotic as you?" Of course, he didn't dare say this out loud.

  So he pursed his lips and dryly said: "Whether it's true or not, I don't know, but you also know that if this news is true, then Shao Yang is almost like a moving gold mountain. The Sword Gate itself made its fortune by doing smuggling, money laundering, futures and other things, they certainly won't just watch the gold mountain slip away from under their noses!

  "It's not just them, there are also special agents from some countries investigating Shao Yang's whereabouts. Moreover, it is said that the higher-ups have also taken action and sent people down." Mingzi said in a low voice.

  Han Yu raised an eyebrow and said: "Where did you get this news from?"

  "It was heard from several junior brothers of the Sword Sect, it is said that once, several special agents of Mei Guo almost caught Shao Yang, but at this time, suddenly a few people rushed over and rescued him! That little brother said, they are not all from the Sword Sect!" Ming Zi explained.

  "Originally thought that leaving was a nest of right and wrong, but unexpectedly fell into the mud pit, this is really messy."

  Let Mingzi sit down and eat, this guy had a broken arm injury outside for a night, his eyes were still red. Han Yu couldn't help but say: "I asked you to go and gather some information, not to risk your life, look at you, the wound hasn't healed yet, and you've been out all night? Your eyes are as red as a mouse's, hurry up and eat something, then go back to sleep."

  Mingzi smiled and agreed, still touched by Han Yu's concern hidden beneath his rebuke.

  "No, it's not good!" Han Yu's face suddenly changed, and he jumped up. He went to the window, opened it and looked out, only to see a few cars parked on the beach not far away. He couldn't help but curse: "Steel pipe grandfather may be in danger, Xiao Fan, come with me. Ming Zai, you continue eating, finish your meal and sleep. The sky won't fall, even if it does, it's none of your business!"