The night at the end of the Edo period was a bloody night. Nearly ten members of the Shinsho team who fell on the ground continued to shed dark red blood, and standing next to the corpse were the Cheung Chau faction's Restoration Warrior Scarletur Taketosai and the leader of the third squad of the Shinsho Gang - Saito Ichi.

"The life of the person who cut off the sword is up to me, the captain of the third team of the new writing group, Saitoichi accepted it." A ray of white light shot straight towards Kenshin's vital point, and it was Saito's stunt, the tooth protrusion. And Kenshin was not to be outdone, a blue light erupted from the scabbard, and the two swords collided, bursting out countless sparks......

"Kenshin, Kenshin? Wake up......" A call called Kenshin back from the dream, and it turned out that Kamiya Xun's teaching at the Maekawa Dojo had ended.

On the way back for the group, Kaoru Kamiya asked curiously, "Kenshin, I haven't seen you sleep so deeply for a long time, did you dream about something?" ”

"yes." Kenshin replied with a wistful look in his eyes, "I dreamed of the time when I fought against the Shinshokumi, and I haven't dreamed of that time for a long time. ”

"The new writers, the biggest enemy of those reformers?" Yahiko on the side had also heard about the new writing group, but the details were still the most clear to Kenshin, who had fought with the new writing group.

"Well, it can be said that they are the largest, strongest, and last swordsman group in the history of Japan." Kenshin's eyes also seemed to reflect the scene of fighting the Shinshogumi at the end of the Bakuma.

Then, Kenshin told the two of them in detail about the situation of the new group at that time and his own opinions, and Kamiya Xun smiled at Kenshin after listening to it: "I didn't expect you, who don't usually like to talk, to be so talkative when it comes to the end of the shogunate." ”

Hearing this, Kenshin was stunned, and at this time, Kamiya Xun and Yahiko had already walked dozens of steps and turned back to greet Kenshin.

"What are you still doing, let's go back quickly. Mr. Amada may have already delivered the tofu at this time, and if he doesn't go back, the ingredients will be spoiled, and there will be nothing to eat at night. ”

On the other side, in the Kamiya Dojo, Sanosuke sat lazily at the door of the dojo, kicking the stones in boredom.

"I came here to have a free meal, but I didn't expect them to run away without a single one." Since he didn't have a regular job and because Kenshin's persuasion he no longer made a living from fighting, Zuozhi's assistant couldn't save much money on his head, and even his daily food could only be solved by going to the Kamiya Dojo to eat.

"Zuo Nosuke is here to eat again?" The door of the dojo was pushed open, and Xun Xin walked into the dojo with a wooden barrel the size of a basin in his left hand.

"It's Uncle Xunxin, are you here to deliver tofu to the dojo again?"

"Well, I'll send the tofu in first, Kenshin and they should be back in a while, you can wait." As he spoke, he walked to the kitchen of the dojo.

Just as Xun Xin had left, another person walked in at the gate of the dojo.

"Good afternoon, I'm a pharmacist from Tama, specializing in an elixir called Ishida Powder, and my name is Goro Fujita." The person who came in was a man with a small medicine box on his back, always squinting and smiling.

"I'm sorry, I'm not from this dojo." Zuo Zhisuke didn't think about it and refused directly.

"That's right." Fujita Goro's right hand touched his chin, not wanting to be discovered by the sharp-eyed Zuonosuke with such a subtle movement.

"Come here." Sanosuke beckoned Goro Fujita to his side. "Why are your eyes so small?"

Although he didn't figure out what Sanosuke meant, Fujita Goro replied, "Naturally......"

"Yes......" Sanosuke grabbed Goro Fujita's right hand with his backhand. That right hand was covered with cocoons from sword practice. "Is this also innate? Who the hell are you? Sanosuke asked...... After a moment of silence, Fujita Goro's eyes opened, and they were no different from those of a wolf. "You're really observant, Soraku-nosuke." Zuonosuke hurriedly spread Goro Fujita's right hand and retreated sharply. Fujita Goro did not pursue, but drew a knife from behind.

"Since he is not at home, then I will leave him a gift." Only then did Zuo Nosuke see that Fujita Goro had a cane knife hidden in his clothes behind his back. Of course, Sanosuke is not one who can easily scare with a knife, and a powerful straight punch hits Goro Fujita in the face.

"It's worthy of Soraku Zuo Zhisuke, and this fist and foot kung fu is also first-class. However, "Although Goro Fujita was punched by Sanosuke, it didn't seem to be affected. After standing up, Fujita Goro brought the knife in his left hand to the vicinity of his chin, his body was half-crouched, and his right hand held the tip of the sword, which was the starting style of the tooth protrusion sword.

"This level of fist and foot kung fu may be able to mix well in a peaceful era like Meiji, but at the end of the shogunate, it can't be mixed at all." After that, Fujita Gorou made a move, Zuo Nosuke could only barely see Fujita Goro's figure and his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness, and when he was about to be stabbed, Zuo Nosuke suddenly felt a huge force coming from the right side of his body, and then he flew out. When Sanosuke stood up, he saw a figure in a pale blue trench coat standing in the position he had seen before, holding a broken blade in his right hand and elbowing forward with his left hand. Fujita Goro, on the other hand, was beaten a few meters away, holding a crutch knife with only half of the blade left.

"Although the Tibetan knife cane is easy to carry, its hardness and toughness are not much different from those of toys." Fujita Goro threw away the broken knife in his hand, and his eyes looked at Xunxin. "Ever since the Battle of Ikedaya in Kyoto, I haven't forgotten this face."

"Unfortunately, I don't want to deal with your new writers. But since you're going to hurt someone in this dojo, don't blame me, Saito. Xunxin threw out the broken knife in his hand, and the blade flew past Saito's ear and sank into the walls of the dojo. Saito Ichi doesn't plan to fight hard with Xunxin, after all, the strength is worse there, Saito Ichi is just here to find Kenshin, an old opponent, and when he encounters Xunxin, he can only be said to have bumped into it by chance, and it's just bad luck.

"Then I won't bother too much, and dare to ask your name before leaving?"

"Looking for the heart, Amada looking for the heart."

The physical condition is as follows:

Number of Heart Coins: 1080

Rogue Kenshin World

Name: Amada Shinshin

Gender: Male

Physical attributes

The physical fitness is about nine times that of the average person.

Details:

Strength 91 (10) affects explosiveness, pure strength, strength after exceeding limits, etc

Physical flexibility 100 (10) affects speed, reflexes, intuitive strength, etc

Stamina 95 (10) affects stamina, recovery speed, and the cost of some moves

Ability: Swordsmanship, Qi Heavenly Sword Flow

No knife flow

Fully cold weapon mastery

Proficient

Master of Martial Arts

Heart Power Gained:

Killing Heart Lv2: Doesn't shake when killing others in most situations, and has a resistance effect on some illusions. Killing gives you a small amount of recovery.

Heart of Compassion Lv2: Compassion is a must-have heart for a strong person, and it has a counter-effect on some illusions. Helping others will result in a small amount of recovery.

Ordinary Heart Lv1: Daily life can cultivate one's self and cultivate one's nature, and it has a resistance effect on some illusions. It can arouse the favor of ordinary people.

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PS2: At present, the progress of this novel is written to the part where the fourth cup war assassin knelt, and it feels like the assassin is really no human rights, he looks obscene, treasures are garbage, and his ability is low, and even the master is a bad stomach, and he is as lucky as a spearman