"One-Sword Style, Flowing Light Slash." Koushirou rushed towards Wang Han, his sword slashing down at Wang Han with incredible speed. Although it was a basic swordsmanship move, Koushirou executed it with extreme speed, several times faster than Zoro.
Faced with Koushirou's swift attack, Wang Han lightly flicked his bone knife in the backhand, deflecting Koushirou's blade. After deflecting Koushirou's blade, Wang Han deftly drew a circle with his bone knife and slashed towards Koushirou's chest.
Faced with Wang Han's counterattack, Koushirou took a step back, narrowly avoiding the blade of the bone knife.
After Koushirou dodged, Wang Han did not continue to pursue him. Instead, he reminded Koushirou, "Be careful. My swordsmanship was honed through countless killings. It has no set moves, but it is deadly."
After several worlds, even without using any cheat codes, Wang Han's strength and experience in all aspects are far superior to Koushirou's.
"Hmm." Koushirou nodded and continued to charge towards Wang Han with his sword. He knew that Wang Han was using this method to reduce the gap in strength between the two of them and make the competition fairer.
"One-Sword Style, Wind Slash." Koushirou held his sword with both hands, slashing horizontally with the sharp blades. While others used their swords to create wind pressure, Koushirou cut through the wind, making his swords faster and sharper.
"I knew I hadn't chosen the wrong person." Wang Han nodded in satisfaction as he watched Koushirou's blade slash towards him, and then slashed back with his own bone knife.
"How is this possible?" Koushirou's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the blade of Wang Han's bone sword perfectly collide with his own on the same plane. Although he knew Wang Han was stronger, he never imagined Wang Han was so much stronger. Facing Wang Han was like facing Zoro—the difference was too obvious. At this moment, Koushirou was puzzled. Why did Wang Han want to test his swordsmanship? Wang Han's swordsmanship was clearly far superior; there was no point in testing it.
"Wow, that's my father!" Guina couldn't believe what she was seeing. Wang Han's bone knife blade had struck her father's blade perfectly.
"Koushirou, show me your swordsmanship. Let me see your swordsmanship, just like your 'Wind Slash'." Wang Han said calmly, looking at Koushirou's puzzled expression.
"So that's how it is. He wasn't testing my swordsmanship, but rather the way of the sword." Koushirou understood; Wang Han wanted to see his way of the sword. He finally understood why Wang Han's swordsmanship was so strong, and why he said his swordsmanship had no fixed moves, yet was deadly—because every strike from Wang Han was extremely effective.
"One-sword style, cutting through steel."
"One-Sword Style, Slicing Wind".
"One-sword style, cutting through water."
Koushirou sheathed his sword and slashed at Wang Han again. He didn't need any fancy or complicated sword moves; he just needed to fully express his swordsmanship and integrate it into every strike.
“That’s it.” Facing Koushirou’s attacks, Wang Han still held his sword in one hand, sometimes parrying, sometimes blocking, sometimes deflecting, each time breaking apart in an instant, neutralizing every strike of Koushirou’s, feeling the sword intent carried by each strike, the sword intent that cuts through everything. He didn’t even care that his own bone sword had been cut many times.
"It's still not enough. Besides sharpness, there's also speed and proficiency with the sword." Feeling every strike he made against Wang Han's blade, although his own sword was sharper, every time he made contact with Wang Han's bone sword, the bone sword would move slightly as his blade cut into the bone blade, forcing his own blade to deviate.
"If it's sharper, or faster, it can cut my bone sword before it can move," Wang Han said calmly, as if instructing Koushirou. Wang Han wanted to see if Koushirou could achieve a higher level and break through his own limitations in swordsmanship.
"Amazing." Kuina watched the two fighting. Although she couldn't figure out the technique, Wang Han had been fighting his father with one hand the whole time, without moving a single step. She knew that Wang Han was much stronger than his father.
"Faster, make your sword even sharper." Hearing Wang Han's words, Koushirou tried desperately to do so, but unfortunately, he seemed to have reached his limit. Not only did he fail, but he also became somewhat disorganized due to the constant thrusts of his sword.
"It seems you've reached your limit." Wang Han looked at Koushirou, whose swordplay was becoming somewhat chaotic. After deflecting Koushirou's sword, he used the force of deflecting Koushirou's sword to quickly turn his bone knife back and slash at Koushirou.
Facing Wang Han's slash, Koushirou narrowly dodged again. Looking at the bone blade that almost grazed his nose, looking at the bone blade that had blocked him hundreds or thousands of times and had become a third narrower, Koushirou knew that it was over.
"I have lost. Please draw your sword and take away my swordsmanship!" Koushirou, who had retreated, stood still, spread his arms, and waited for Wang Han's sharp blade with his chest.
"Father." Seeing her father open his arms to welcome death, Kuina panicked and rushed to Koushirou, standing in front of him.
"Kuina, get out of the way!" Koushirou shouted. "Running away is a swordsman's disgrace."
"I only want to take your swordsmanship, not your life." Wang Han shook his head, using his ability to pass through walls to unleash a slash that traversed space. The blade of the bone sword seemed to pass through space, avoiding Kuina and leaving a long gash on Koushirou's chest. He said, "But I've changed my mind now. I want to see if you can continue to grow and wield an even sharper sword in the future."
"Thank you!" Upon hearing this, Koushirou thanked him and collapsed to the ground.
“Father.” Kuina quickly turned around and knelt before Koushirou.
"Could it be that he cut too hard?" Looking at the fallen Koushirou, Wang Han glanced at the bone knife in his hand. In the battle just now, the bone knife had been dulled by Koushirou's chopping, becoming like a serrated blade. Wang Han couldn't help but think to himself. "This isn't a chop, it's clearly a slicing. It really hurts. If he doesn't get treatment right away, he might really die."
"Let me take a look at him," Wang Han said to Kuina. He crouched down, glanced at Koushirou's injuries, and covered them with green chakra, stopping the bleeding within seconds.
"Thank you!" Koushirou said weakly to Wang Han. He had been in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing.
"You're welcome. I forgot your sword is dull," Wang Han said. "I'll take Kuina with me. Once your sword is sharper, you'll be able to see Kuina again."
"Kuina won't disappear?" Koushirou asked in surprise.
“Originally I would, but not now,” Wang Han said. “So you should strive to become stronger and let me see how far your swordsmanship can grow.”
"Thank you," Koushirou said again.
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