
For the sake of obtaining the sword, Akio was determined to defeat him. Otherwise the sword would not be in his grasp forever.
“Only for that you can attack your own father?”
“Didn't you say that I'm not your son anymore?” sahut Akio's.
The very original sword swing is easily read by Kaeda. Akio did it too eagerly until in the end the sword was thrown backwards.
“Then, you're really looking to die. Get ready!”
Kaeda was emitting a killing intent so strong, that Akio was made to shudder in fear. Akio had jumped back because he felt the pressure of the air around, so soon he pulled out the sword that was stuck in the wooden wall in the temple.
Back he put up the horses, while easing the mind that felt heavy due to the rush step.
“Give up Akio!” kaeda shouted while swinging his sword. One step late, Akio's body will be slashed, and now only hurt his shoulder.
As soon as Akio stepped back, Kaeda swung his sword again. Although successfully detained but it only applies for a while.
“What's up? In the end you can't beat me.”
“Indeed can't. Then what can I do? Shogun is dead and you let Samurai Oni who can be a shield and this powerful sword die?”
“In the end you will die. What do you want to live your life like, what decisions and more.”
“I don't think I'll die before fighting. This country is in danger, please step aside and just give me the sword.”
Kaeda deliberately took off his own sword, preferring to use a fist and landed a hard punch on Akio's face which was then thrown backwards.
“Where is your sword you used to use? Why not just use that and then flick in this country!”
“My sword was left rusty on the roof of the mountain top house, but now the sword is somewhere after the house burned,” said Akio then ran away before Kaeda again landed his punch.
“Crust 'is it?”
“Yes. Grandpa did it. So inevitably I have to use an existing sword first.”
“No will.”
“What?”
Kaeda had no intention at all to let the sword in question fall into Akio's hands. The anxiety is, Akio might be crazy and Kaeda won't be able to trust Akio.
Let alone the sword, even an ordinary sword or a wooden sword still made the man's mind chaotic so agitated.
“No I will let you hold the sword again! For a lifetime!!” shout Kaeda. Go far while turning the clenched wrist.
There was a spiritual surrounding Kaeda's fist, and it looked very dense and also the wind around it was blowing quite fast.
“If I am struck with that force ..that there is my face hollow,” murmured Akio.
Back he stood up after his body fell off balance, Akio grasped the sword with both hands. The tip on the sword was fixed on the fist.
The two moved simultaneously, using the floor as a foothold to jump further forward.
Brakk!!
Along with the destruction of each footing, between the fist and the tip of the spiritual-coated sword clashed together without touching each other. Although it does not hurt, but the impact is inside the temple itself.
“Stop polluting this holy place. This temple has just been cleaned and you're dirtying it?”
“Omong empty. You were the first to brandish the sword, so the fault is with you. Old man!!”
A clash with two of the exact same forces, where it might be able to attack each other easily. In the end, the two of them only damaged the inside of the temple. The barrier that Kaeda had made shook and simply vanished.
“Cannot be! Die!”
“Basic old man!!”
Kaeda raised his sword again, and this time the target was the head. Immediately Akio dodged after knowing this, he once again jumped back after having exchanged positions with Kaeda.
On the doorstep of the temple, there was no one out there. Feeling a little safe because there was nothing to disturb, Akio prepared himself and desperately held the sharp sword with his wooden sword.
“Your ability may look terrible, but just so you know that you're not growing.”
“Then what's the problem?!”
“All you can do is avoid. So you better not have to live!” peekkik Kaeda's.
The wrists and fingers held the sword tightly. The muscles of the hands then both legs are always used to move forward, making Akio a bit of a fret. Kaeda is his father, certainly he is much weaker than his own father. But that doesn't mean beating him is impossible.
“Since then you've always dodged!”
Akio was not kink though because it was an indisputable fact. Always dodge, take a step back with a defensive position. Occasionally the wooden sword was stuck on Kaeda's sword blade, and made Akio more alert.
“How many times has this wooden sword broken?”
“No need for me to answer. That sword was the reason I came here.”
“Don't expect a weakling like you to hold Retsuji!”
Since then the direction of the swing of the sword Kaeda always focused on the head and neck of Akio. When Akio started to be cornered, he finally got out of the temple and went to the hill tree, intentionally luring Kaeda out until the blade was stuck on a tree as soon as Akio dodged his attack.
“Heh, the hill is a suitable place to make a trap.”
“Absolutely this kid.”
NAH! NAH!
Naruhaya's grandfather (tengu) appears in their midst, hitting a sword sheath on another tree.
“It's enough to get here.”
***
Moments earlier, when Father and Son were busy fighting swords.
Akashi held back the priest's steps.
“I want to ask, who is the person facing my Lord?” ask Akashi.
“You don't know? Hah, even though he is the strongest Samurai Lord after the Shogun Hatekayama, even balanced with Mikio. Or even Mikio is no longer his match.” The pastor seemed very complimentary.
“I asked who? I feel like he's too strong,”.
“Of course! He is Yamamoto Kaeda. She'll be the Shogun!” the priest proudly said.
“No, who will be the leader is my master,” said Akashi with annoyance then turned the body intends to leave.
It used to be so, but who would have thought that grandfather who was least liked by Akashi actually appeared at times like this. The look on Akashi's face turned sour.
“Where is Akio, hey boy!”
That was why right now, the grandfather was already between the two of them. Between Akio and Kaeda. But it seems that grandfather is holding something long in his hand.
“I came to purify someone's sword, but here you guys are fighting? Especially in this holy place,” quipped grandfather.