I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Ogata not only couldn't count how many enemies he had killed, but also how many wounds he had on his body.

All he knew was—his body was heavy now.

The hands and feet are heavy, the eyelids are heavy, and the head is heavy.

At the same time that his head felt heavy, he also felt dizzy.

Ogata felt that his vision was black, and he thought it was because of some debris in his eyes.

However, no matter how much you rubbed it, it failed to restore the vision to normal, and instead it became darker and darker.

It wasn't until this moment that Ogata realized—it wasn't that something had gotten into his eyes, it was simply because he was about to reach his limit...

"Look at the knife!"

Another slash hit him.

The heavy hands and feet made Ogata slow down both in attack and defense.

He could only watch helplessly as the slash hit his left shoulder.

This slash was so powerful that despite the protection of the chain mail, Ogata still suffered a shallow cut on his left shoulder.

"Ha...ha...ha..." Ogata, who was still maintaining the breathing state of the source, panted violently, greedily absorbing every trace of air around him.

Perhaps it was because of the high level of mental tension that Ogata was able to barely maintain the breathing of the source until now.

——Have you reached...the limit...

Ogata, who felt that the strength in his body was almost exhausted, was kneeling on the ground with his left knee on the ground.

The Wakizashi of his left hand was inserted into the ground, and the right hand holding the sword was pressed on the upright right knee, trying to use this force to stand up again.

However, no matter how hard Ogata tried, his body would not listen to him...

Looking at Ogata kneeling on one knee, the samurai around him immediately showed ferocious smiles full of greed and excitement.

However, Ogata's spirit-like heroic gesture just now left an indelible impression on them, so even though Ogata had already knelt down on one knee, they did not dare to step forward rashly.

He only dared to hold the knife that could bring them a sense of security, and walked slowly towards Ogata step by step.

Looking at the samurai approaching him from all directions, Ogata gritted his teeth, trying to squeeze every bit of strength in his body.

--stand up……

——Stand up!

——I haven't cut that thief in Matsudaira Gennai to pieces, how can I just fall down like this...

Despite Ogata's best efforts, his legs still couldn't hold him up as he wished.

The samurai around Ogata have already discovered that Ogata has really reached his limit.

A samurai closest to Ogata licked his lips, raised the knife in his hand and rushed towards Ogata, shouting:

"30 taels is mine!"

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Qiyuan, who had been watching the battle situation, looked at Ogata, who was about to be killed, and said softly:

"Is it finally over... A total of 37 people have been beheaded... It is admirable to be able to kill so many people with one enemy against a hundred."

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Ogata clearly saw a samurai rushing to his side, and at the same time, he also clearly saw that the samurai had raised the sword in his hand and started to strike downwards.

If he didn't react, his head was about to move.

Although the sense of crisis in his heart had reached its limit, Ogata could do nothing but watch the blade of the knife getting closer and closer to his neck.

--don't want……

——I don't want... to die here...

——I want to... win...

In a daze, Ogata only felt the faces of his master Hanbei, Mikami and Makino appear in front of his eyes.

——I haven't...revenge for my master...for my siblings...

Then I saw the faces of Kuranaga and Ichiro.

——If I die here... Ichiro and the others will die in vain...

Finally, Ogata saw Matsudaira Gennai's horribly white face again.

——I haven't... cut Matsudaira Gennai into pieces...

After about one more breath, the sword of the samurai standing in front of Ogata would be able to cut Ogata's neck, splitting Ogata in two.

--stand up……

Ogata frantically used the breath of origin, sucking in the air, hoping to use this to keep himself awake.

——I don't want to die here...

Although the breathing rhythm of Source Breath is weird, it can unexpectedly ensure the supply of oxygen. Even in the intensely exhausting battle, he will not feel that the oxygen inhaled into the lungs is insufficient.

- to win...

——I want to win...!

The enemy's blade will hit Ogata's neck in half a breath...

——I want to defeat these hundred warriors!

——Then beat that Nanahara again!

——In the end, Songping Yuannai was hacked into pieces

Ogata didn't notice that... his originally rapid breath was slowly becoming calmer in a strange way...

——Now... to win!

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The blade was only three fingers thick from Ogata's neck.

As if he had seen 30 taels of money waving at him, a manic smile full of greed and ecstasy hung on his face.

Qiyuan, who was watching the battle not far away, saw that the victory and defeat had been divided, and he let out a sigh of relief as if relieved.

The rest of the samurai who didn't have the chance to cut off Ogata's head showed dismay.

Seeing that the game was over, Matsudaira Gennai pursed his lips in displeasure as if he hadn't watched enough.

Just when everyone thought the bloody battle was over and Ogata's head was about to fall to the ground...

laugh!

The sound of sharp blades cutting flesh sounded.

But it wasn't the sound of Ogata's head being cut off.

It was the sound of Ogata beheading the samurai in front of him.

When the samurai's blade was only three fingers away from Ogata's neck, Ogata's head was suddenly buried.

As if calculated precisely, the distance Ogata buried his head was just enough for him to avoid the slash.

After dodging this slash, step on the ground, bend your knees forward, and slash forward.

The blade turned into a cold light, and swept across the waist of the warrior who still had an ecstatic expression on his face.

It wasn't until his upper body fell to the ground along the smooth cut that the ecstasy on the warrior's face turned to horror.

"What?!" Qiyuan's eyes widened suddenly.

Qiyuan clearly saw that the slash that Ogata just made was more precise, faster, and stronger than any slash he had made since the beginning of the battle!

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Ogata felt that his vision had become strange.

The originally dark field of vision now became clear.

Not only has he become clear, but Ogata also has the feeling that his field of vision has expanded several times.

In addition, Ogata also felt that his body, which seemed to be filled with lead, became extraordinarily light at this moment.

The physical condition was so good that Ogata himself was startled.

Just after Ogata split the enemy in front of him who was about to decapitate his head in two with a sharp skill, a strange system sound that he had never heard before sounded in his mind :

【Ding! The host enters—the realm of selflessness! 】