Illimitable Until Death - Chapter 10

Nowadays, the shogunate is thriving and ruling the entire country, wielding immense power.

Under the rule of the shogunate, each Station City is governed by a prominent family, responsible for the operation and order of the Station City, even defending against the Kabane attacks.

The Aragane Station also has its own governing body.

That would be the Yomogawa Family.

The Martial Arts Competition is an informal martial arts tournament hosted by the Yomogawa Family.

Why is it called informal?

Because the main purpose of this martial arts tournament is to provide an outlet for the samurais in Aragane Station to vent their frustrations.

In the absence of definitive means to deal with the Kabane, the samurais stationed in Aragane Station live every day with the fear of being killed or infected by the Kabane.

Even Fang Li knows about this. The Yomogawa Family, responsible for governing Aragane Station, naturally cannot be unaware.

In such a situation, if the samurais were to constantly maintain a tense and fearful state of mind while guarding the city, it would undoubtedly lead to significant problems.

Therefore, under the guidance of the consul general Furukawas, the head of the Yomogawa Family decided to hold a martial arts tournament every ten days, allowing their samurais to engage in combat and release their pent-up emotions.

“Oh, there’s such a thing?”

Upon learning the whole story from a bystander, Fang Li was somewhat taken aback.

After all, this was not mentioned in the original work.

However, upon careful consideration, without such an outlet for venting under the constant threat of death, it was indeed possible for things to go wrong.

The absence of mention in the original work does not mean that such events did not occur.

“It seems that being ‘informed’ and ‘aware’ is only to a certain extent. After all, it’s impossible to understand all the details just from the screen.”

As Fang Li contemplated this, on the makeshift stage, two samurais were locked in a standoff.

Observing the two samurais confronting each other on the stage, Fang Li raised an eyebrow.

Because, to some extent, Fang Li recognized those two individuals from the cheers.

From the original work.

“Go!”

“Take him down, Kurusu!”

“Don’t lose to Kurusu! Kibito!”

“Fight, fight!”

Amidst the cheers of the samurais around, who seemed to be caught up in a frenzy, the two samurais on the stage brandished their Katana, gazing at each other, locked in a standoff.

On the left was a samurai dressed in a blue-black attire, exuding a serious demeanor.

This samurai was none other than Konochi Kurusu — Kurusu, as called by the cheering crowd.

On the right was a robust samurai of slightly older age, donning a light red armor.

This samurai was none other than Araka Kibito — Kibito, as called by the cheering crowd.

Both of these men were samurais serving the Yomogawa Family, responsible for governing Aragane Station. They were exceptionally active in the original work, accompanying the protagonists through several life-or-death crises.

So, Fang Li knew them.

“I didn’t expect it to be them fighting against each other.”

At that moment, Fang Li focused his gaze directly on Konochi Kurusu and Araka Kibito.

In this moment, Konochi Kurusu and Araka Kibito both held sharp Katanas, their blades pointed at each other, their eyes filled with seriousness and severity as if they were facing their greatest rival in their entire lives. They ignored the cheers from the enthusiastic audience of samurais, who were caught up in a frenzy, and their complete attention was focused on each other.

Compared to the samurais around him, who were immersed in the clamor of applause like eager spectators, these two individuals felt like true Samurais, radiating a distinct aura.

And in the next instant, almost simultaneously, the two of them moved.

“Haa!”

“Ha!”

Accompanied by the somewhat synchronized low shouts, Konochi Kurusu and Araka Kibito forcefully stepped on the ground and charged towards each other.

Although it was just a simple step, they both shot forward like arrows released from a bowstring. In an instant, they closed the distance between them and met in the center of the stage.

“Swish—!”

The clear sound of sharp Katana’s slashing through the air resonated.

The two Samurais who met in the center of the stage shifted their serious gazes to sharp ones as they swung their weapons at each other.

“Clang—!”

The crisp sound of steel clashing filled the air as their Katana’s collided heavily.

And in that moment, Konochi Kurusu suddenly tilted his Katana to the side, barely grazing the blade of Araka Kibito’s Katana, and with a horizontal swipe, aimed for Araka Kibito’s neck.

Araka Kibito’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated, barely avoiding the ruthless slash by moving several meters away in an instant.

However, at the same time, Konochi Kurusu forcefully stepped forward, lunging towards Araka Kibito.

Araka Kibito’s eyes widened, and the speed of his Katana in his hand escalated to its maximum as he swung it down towards the charging Konochi Kurusu.

Seeing this, Konochi Kurusu’s face turned cold, showing no signs of weakness as he raised his weapon and closed in.

The two Samurais advanced and retreated, immediately converging once again.

“Clang clang clang clang—!”

In an instant, the continuous and crisp sound of blades clashing echoed around them.

Konochi Kurusu and Araka Kibito, with dazzling speed, continuously swung their Katanas at each other, causing their sharp weapons to collide again and again, igniting sparks one after another.

“Well done!”

“Impressive!”

“They truly deserve to be among the elite samurais among us!”

The intense clash of Katana’s elicited cheers from the samurais in the audience, one after another.

Even Fang Li watched with brightened eyes and silently nodded.

Whether it was Konochi Kurusu or Araka Kibito, they both lived up to the name of samurai.

With such an exciting exchange of blows and swordplay, they would undoubtedly have a good chance against the Kabane, wouldn’t they?

At least in terms of strength, Fang Li couldn’t compare to the two Samurais on the stage.

Moreover, Fang Li was well aware that the two Samurais on the stage were actually holding back.

After all, they were only engaged in a competition, not intending to engage in a real fight.

“To achieve such a level even while holding back, they are truly formidable.”

As this thought crossed Fang Li’s mind, the situation on the stage changed once again.

“Haa!” Konochi Kurusu suddenly shouted, and the speed of his sword in hand abruptly increased to a whole new level, slashing with astonishing speed.

“What…?!” Araka Kibito was taken aback but only had time to react before the sharp Katana came down.

“Clang—!”

With a loud clash, one of the Katana’s flew into the air.