Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard
Chapter 244 - 205 Sakihara Yishin (2)

Chapter 244: Chapter 205 Sakihara Yishin (2)

"Haha...hahaha...hahahaha!"

Sakihara Yishin suddenly covered half of his face and started laughing wildly.

His evil charm, arrogance, and pride made it seem as if the surrounding collapsed ruins of the Shrine were shattering and twisting under his defiant action, ascending to the sky.

The sky darkened, the void shattered, the entire world vibrated uncontrollably to his laughter.

As if... the end of the world was coming...

....

————Of course, this was the image the uncle imagined in his mind.

In reality, the surroundings were still a harmonious green pine forest, except for the summer cicadas and the extremely awkward laughter and words he uttered.

After his wild laugh, Uncle Sakihara was incessantly babbling something like "the supreme strongest Heartless Sword Saint is very optimistic about you", "you are worthy to form a contract with me and inherit the unparalleled sword skills", "the Demon King controlling the present world needs us master and apprentice to kill together".

Uesugi Sakura and Hanamaru Hanabi on the other side were watching his self-talking silly smiling appearance.

This uncle’s delusions had penetrated to the bone.

What a shame for a high-status name like Sakihara Yishin.

[One-Mind One-Sword Style·Sakihara Yishin]

Alas, truly a shame.

"Beloved apprentice, do you understand why the One-Mind One-Sword Style is called the One-Mind One-Sword Style?"

"Who the hell cares!"

Uesugi Sakura didn’t want to get further entangled with this delusional uncle and swung a cut directly.

Knocking him out to receive the task reward was the goal now.

With the control of Accuracy Lv10, he wasn’t afraid of hitting any vital part of this uncle and causing his death.

Facing the wooden sword coming down on him, Uncle Sakihara grinned while backing away:

"Only my heart!"

He retreated a few steps rapidly, dodging the opponent’s swinging slashes several times.

Agile like a well-trained gymnast, rather than an uncle.

Ignoring all this, Uesugi Sakura pressed forward relentlessly, seizing the moment, rotating his wrist and pulling the blade diagonally with a swift horizontal force.

A horizontal slash!

Swift to the point where only the sound of the blade slicing the air could be heard.

"Not bad!"

Sakihara Yishin, continuously forced to retreat, complimented with a beaming smile.

He could tell Uesugi Sakura had solid fundamentals and must have trained in traditional swordsmanship before.

His real combat experience was exceptionally rich.

Uesugi Sakura did not pause, continuing to suppress the opponent’s movement location and possible burst points.

The whistling sound of the wooden sword cutting through the air resounded around Sakihara Yishin’s ears, with the opponent’s wooden sword almost grazing his face several times.

Leaping sideways, constantly dodging, and using broken sticks to block, Sakihara Yishin slid to the right under one of the chopping attacks.

With a blank expression, Uesugi Sakura noticed the attack missed, so he switched his left hand grip and rotated both wrists outward.

The horizontal chop instantly transformed into a reverse kasaya cut at a slanted angle.

Slashing from the opponent’s left waist upward to the shoulder.

"Whoa whoa, dangerous, dangerous."

Under the sudden switch to the reverse kasaya cut, Uncle Sakihara stumbled back, his upper body bending backward like a gymnast, supporting himself with both hands on the grass.

The blade of the reverse kasaya cut narrowly missed his upper body.

Seeing him evade another attack, Uesugi Sakura was about to turn the blade for a continued pursuit, unexpectedly, he rolled right.

Uncle Sakihara, rolling on the grass, conveniently picked up a sturdier stick, standing up straight again.

"Woof woof!"

Hanabi, being petted by Hanamaru Hanabi, barked twice at the uncle covered in dirt with joy.

Patting off dirt and weeds from his backside, the slightly disheveled uncle rolled up his sleeves, holding onto the new stick, facing the wooden sword-wielding Uesugi Sakura.

"You know, I’m gonna get angry!!"

Without lifting his eyelids, Uesugi Sakura replied: "Uncle, you’re boring."

Swordsmanship is all about the relentless pursuit and seizing the initiative.

Just as the opponent was about to act, he suddenly assumed the upper stance of the Sword Dao, holding the wooden sword on his shoulder with a swift lunge.

"Jigen Style!?"

Sakihara Yishin seemed extremely sensitive to this stance, his face changing rapidly.

Then, as he dashed forward quickly, he used his signature sideways avoidance at an even faster pace, dodging Uesugi Sakura’s swift downward slash.

Uesugi Sakura remained calm, knowing that with his current speed, it would be hard to strike this seemingly foolish uncle.

Even with the explosive power he gained from training in Sword Dao from his father-in-law, which could easily drop those of his age.

And just as Uesugi Sakura prepared to display a series of suppressive sword skills from the Jigen Style, Sakihara Yishin let go of the stick he was holding.

Then, at a bizarre angle rarely seen, extended his hand, pressing down on the back of the sword.

Simultaneously, inserting his other hand between Uesugi Sakura’s hands holding the hilt, pulling the hilt with his right hand and pressing the back of the sword with his left.

With a lift and a press, the wooden sword in Uesugi Sakura’s hands strangely slipped away.

[Sword Dao Lv7(39/40)]

?

With empty hands, Uesugi Sakura swiftly retreated a step, looking up at the wooden sword in the uncle’s hand with a slight shock.

What happened to the One-Mind One-Sword Style? How come it includes the Swordless Taking from another style?

Sakihara Yishin shook the wooden sword in his hand, a grin forming at the corner of his mouth:

"It’s common to draw upon the strengths of others. In many high-level swordsmen, you will see some features of swordsmanship not belonging to their style, this is called—converging upon the same path."

Uesugi Sakura felt there was some truth to what he said, then took out another wooden sword from his back.

"Hahahaha—beloved apprentice, you probably haven’t heard of my name."

Holding the wooden sword, Uncle Sakihara couldn’t help but get excited again, covering his face and letting out a muffled chuckle, "My name is—Sakihara Yishin! The supreme strongest and invincible Heartless Sword Saint!! A righteous wanderer traveling through this sinful world, seeking that destined person who can inherit my One-Mind One-Sword Style."