Chapter 431 Samurai from the Land of Fire

The special landforms of Takino Country have also attracted many foreign tourists, especially now that the ninja world has become peaceful and the tourism industry is booming.

Among these foreign tourists, the largest number are the warriors of the Iron Kingdom.

Especially in the land of Taki, which is close to the Kingdom of Iron, under large and small waterfalls, you can always see scattered shirtless warriors of the Kingdom of Iron, facing the impact of the waterfall, meditating hard in the water.

Seeing this, Kakugi suddenly had inspiration.

Jiaomu quietly stayed away from the crowd of tourists and crawled into a deserted hillside.

After a while, a young warrior with broken hair and a sunny smile came out.

The samurai wears a black samurai uniform, with only the collar, cuffs and belt being white, and the Fukuoka monogram hanging on his waist.

This young samurai was of course transformed by Kakugi using the wood transformation technique.

Kadomu stroked the sword on his waist with his palm, took a square step, and walked slowly into the distance in the style of an elite warrior.

Target, Takigakure Village!

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"Hey, have you heard about that samurai from the Land of Fire?"

"Huh? Aren't all our samurai warriors from the Kingdom of Taki coming from the Kingdom of Iron?"

In the corner of an izakaya, two drunk men were whispering.

This izakaya opened halfway up the mountain. It was originally intended to receive tourists who went hiking and watching waterfalls. However, due to the beautiful scenery and affordable prices, many locals also come here to spend money.

At this time, there were people from all walks of life in the izakaya, including local residents, passing merchants, ninja masters from Takigakure Village, arty nobles who came to enjoy the scenery, and iron country samurai dressed in black.

"Hehe, you don't know this!" The drunk man glanced at his companion proudly and said: "About half a month ago, a samurai who claimed to be from the Kingdom of Fire suddenly came and met with the samurai from the Kingdom of Iron. It’s different, he only has one knife on his waist, but this is it!”

The drunk man quietly glanced at the other people sitting in the lobby of the izakaya. When he found that no one, especially no Iron Country samurai, was paying attention to him, he continued in a low voice.

"One sword, just this one sword, cut down twenty-eight warriors of the Kingdom of Iron with two swords! It only took one sword to cut them down! You think it's powerful! I was at the scene at the time, I didn’t even blink!”

The drunkard's face was red and he was waiting to receive the admiration of his companion. The companion looked at him strangely and said, "Are you drunk too much?"

"It's amazing that one sword can only kill two people, but there are still twenty-eight people. Who can hold such a big sword?"

"Besides, even if you kill one person, you should wet your pants, right? Hahaha!"

"Ah, you idiot!" The drunkard's face turned red, and he slapped the table and shouted, "I saw it with my own eyes! The warriors of the Iron Kingdom even said they were willing to be defeated!"

"Impossible! The warriors from the Kingdom of Iron are the most powerful, even worse than the ninjas. How could they lose to the warriors from the Country of Fire!" The companion shook his head and didn't believe the drunkard's drunken gibberish.

"Ah~~! I'm so angry!" The drunk man stood up and shouted excitedly. He noticed his surroundings with the corner of his eye, and suddenly he was so excited that he was sober from the wine.

Several Iron Kingdom warriors who were eating and drinking in the lobby of the izakaya were all staring at him.

A chill ran from his spine to the top of his head, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead like rain.

"Hug, I'm sorry, I drank too much, I don't know what to say..."

As he said that, the drunk man took out his money bag from his arms, put it on the table, stumbled and ran outside, and he was in front of the door.

"Wait a minute." An arm stretched out to block the drunkard's way. The drunkard pushed in desperation, but the arm was as hard as steel and did not move at all.

The owner of the arm is an Iron Kingdom warrior wearing black clothes and carrying a long sword and ribs at his waist.

Now the drunk man was sober.

"sorry Sorry!!!"

The drunk man plopped down on the ground and kowtowed with tears in his eyes.

After his companion was stunned for a moment, he immediately stood up, knelt down next to the drunk man smoothly, lowered his head and shouted: "Sorry! My friend is just drunk and talking nonsense!"

In this ninja world, a world of extraordinary power, ninjas stand at the top, and in the mortal world, daimyo and nobles stand at the top.

The warriors of the Iron Country who can use chakra are closely followed by ninjas and nobles, whether in the world of extraordinary power or in the mortal world.

Commoners are always at the bottom.

Regardless of the fact that this is the country of Taki, even if he is not a samurai from the Kingdom of Iron, but is just an ordinary samurai who does not know how to use chakra, there will be no punishment for killing two drunkards, not to mention that the drunkard offended first, and the local Sheriff They will even take the initiative to clean the floor.

Common people who have nothing are just ants!

The two drunk men were kneeling on the ground, and the clothes on their backs were completely soaked.

"Uh..." The samurai who stopped the drunkard was obviously startled, then he was amused. He knelt down and looked at the two people who were shaking like chaff with interest, and said, "Am I that scary?"

The two drunkards were speechless and trembled even more.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

The other Iron Country samurai in the izakaya looked at the scene at the door, suddenly pointed at the samurai blocking the road, and burst into fierce laughter.

"Hi!" The road warrior looked at his laughing companion, slapped his thigh, and lost interest in teasing. He reached out to help the drunkard up, but the drunkard was as limp as noodles, so he had to put him on a chair.

The blocking warrior said helplessly: "I stopped you just to tell you that you are right! I was one of the warriors defeated by that Fire Country warrior!"

"Yes, that's right, we all are! Hahaha!!!" The other warriors laughed and agreed.

"what!"

After hearing these words, the drunk man didn't react at all. His companion just stood up and knelt down again: "I'm extremely sorry! I didn't mean to say anything about the samurai! The samurai is invincible in my heart!"

"Get up!" The blocking warrior rubbed his brow melancholy and said, "I'm just here to correct your statement. A real warrior will not be afraid of failure at all, let alone care about others discussing his failure!"

"The eight of us were indeed defeated by the samurai from the Land of Fire with a sword! The eight of us each only took one move from him and we failed!"

"However, it is our greatest honor to be defeated by that noble lord and to be his whetstone! I believe that sooner or later that lord will be able to reach the level of Mifune-sama and even defeat the Kage of Ninja Village! "

"We believe in it!!!" The other Iron Kingdom warriors raised their glasses in agreement, their eyes filled with fanaticism.