A couple of months later, in mid-April, Yarimato began to gradually master the Storm style, and noticing his improvement, Yarimato thought he was ready to begin learning his teacher’s techniques.
But one evening, a strange stranger climbed the mountain.
This stranger was dressed in dirty and worn-out clothes, had dirty long hair and a dirty beard, carried a large bag on his back, and held a long stick in his hands, which he used to support himself while walking.
The stranger noticed Yarimato and called him over, asking, “Young man, is this the dojo of the great master Takahashi?”
Yarimato replied, “Yes, it is. I am a student of Takahashi-sensei, and my name is Yari . . .”
But the man interrupted Yarimato and said, “I don’t care who you are, bring your master here and I will fight him.”
Yarimato didn’t like this, so he decided to fight this dirty stranger himself, thereby proving to his teacher that he had mastered his style.
Yarimato: Unfortunately, I will not let you pass, so I will fight you, and if you defeat me, Takahashi himself will come here.
The stranger laughed and, throwing off a large bag, said: I have no name, but you can call me Death.
Yarimato: I have no need to know your name.
Death: That’s a mistake.
You need to know who will kill you.
Yarimato: Well then, my name is Yarimato Takahashi.
Remember that name.
Death smiled, and a long blade like a katana, only shorter, appeared from his long stick.
Grabbing the weapon with both hands, he was ready to attack Yarimato.
Yarimato: So it’s a hidden blade in a pole?
I think this weapon is called a naginata.
A naginata is a weapon with a long oval-shaped handle and a curved single-edged blade, up to two meters long with a blade length of 30 to 50 centimeters.
Yarimato, holding a katana in his hands, was ready for battle, but suddenly he remembered his teacher saying that you can kill an enemy even with a twig, as long as you use it as a weapon. This chapter was taken from novelping dot com without permission.
Remembering his teacher’s words, Yarimato suddenly realized something.
Yarimato: That’s right, because the teacher said that water can take many forms, and its power can reach devastating levels, and therefore the secret of the Storm style is that any object can be used as a weapon to kill a person.
Therefore, even fighting with an ordinary piece of wood can achieve the power of a sword.
Yarimato understood the essence of the Storm style, which was that water can take any form, and therefore a weapon can also be anything, and its power will remain the same.
That is why Takahashi-sensei was able to defeat his opponent with just a twig.
Death: Well, what are you standing there for, kid?
Attack!
Or are you scared?
Yarimato and Death stood directly opposite the dojo, and since Yarimato trained in this place, there was a wall with various weapons nearby.
Approaching it, Yarimato put away his katana and picked up a Bakken.
Approaching his opponent, Yarimato grabbed the stick with both hands and was ready for battle.
Death was surprised, but he didn’t mind, so he smiled and attacked Yarimato.
Death began to swing his naginata weapon, but Yarimato did not attack and, standing aside, dodged all his attacks in order to understand all his techniques.
Death attacked without stopping, his blows were fast and accurate, but Yarimato noticed that after three swings, his opponent would spin the naginata around himself and then start a new series of attacks, repeating this pattern each time.
Realizing this, Yarimato began to advance and, taking the first step towards his opponent, Death swung his weapon and made the first attack from bottom to top.
Yarimato dodged and began to move a step closer.
Death began to step back, as he would not be able to do anything at close range because his weapon only has a sharp point at the end, so he would not have time to strike at close range.
Swinging a second blow, the blade flew from top to bottom, but Yarimato dodged just as easily and moved even closer to his opponent.
Death immediately launched another attack from his left side, striking horizontally, and Yarimato took a step toward his opponent, ducking at the last moment, and the blade only cut off a small lock of hair. This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
Yarimato approached his opponent and went behind the blade, and at the same time, the series of three strikes ended, leaving his opponent completely open to attack.
Yarimato gathered all his strength and unleashed his spiritual energy, swinging from his right shoulder and striking his opponent’s left side.
The opponent bent over from the blow and gritted his teeth in pain, and Yarimato swung his wooden sword to the left and struck the opponent’s face from left to right and right to left, continuing to strike in this manner.
Yarimato ended the series of blows with a strike from below, straight into the opponent’s jaw.
Throwing his head back from the blow, Death swayed and braced his weapon against the ground.
Yarimato’s blow to the torso inflicted a huge wound on his opponent, as he broke two of his ribs with a regular wooden sword and inflicted a laceration that bled profusely.
He also knocked out a couple of teeth and broke his jaw with blows to the head.
But Death merely waved his hand, spat out his broken teeth, wiped his bruised face with his sleeve, and was ready to continue.
Yarimato was surprised that his opponent was still standing, but Yarimato did not wait for his opponent and attacked him.
Death began to swing his naginata again and keep his distance from Yarimato, but Yarimato broke through again and began to strike, but Death defended himself with his wooden staff, and although he could not fight at close range, he could still defend himself and strike.
Yarimato continues to deliver quick and powerful blows, but his opponent skillfully defends himself and, deflecting Yarimato’s blow to his right side, strikes with the end of the staff to Yarimato’s right leg.
Yarimato stumbles and drops to his right knee, and Death strikes from above, but Yarimato pushes off the ground with lightning speed and, holding his sword with both hands, stabs his opponent in the chest, knocking him off his feet.
Death, falling on his back on the ground, does not remain there long.
Stabbing his blade into the ground, he quickly rises, lifting his legs off the ground and holding on to the naginata stuck in the ground with his hands.
He spins around and strikes Yarimato in the face with the right side of the naginata.
Not expecting such a blow, Yarimato does not have time to dodge and, swaying from the blow, remains on his feet, but Death, without losing energy from the turn, pulls the naginata out of the ground and, braced with his feet, swings for a blow, holding the naginata behind his back.
He lunges toward Yarimato, swings, and, holding the naginata behind his right shoulder, strikes diagonally upward to the left.
Because Death swung from behind, he gained speed, and so even though Yarimato dodged, he couldn’t keep up with the speed, and the naginata blade inflicts a deep wound from his right chest to his shoulder.