Jin Samurai Champloo Sword Novels & Stories

I can't use it to make her let go of me. I tapped her hands that was covering my mouth. She got so much stronger because of our trainings lately. "Stop playing around," Cool scolded before he arranged the things they brought in to the room. Sassy finally let go of me and gave me a warning glare but I just laughed it off and walked towards Cool to help him instead. "What are these?" I asked while scanning the thing they brought, it was like a small knife but it wasn't actually sharp. "This is a samad. It works like how a sword or knife does, but it can only take effect with Fantasians." He explained.

Of course, including me as well as Kuroyuki. “Sorry, coming through!” A human male, with a blue tie and a black uniform, makes his way out from the crowds. Judging from his clothes, he’s a first-year, S ranked class. He had a pretty white-silver hair, which the colour at the tail of his hair is transparent, and his eyes are emerald green. He had a cool looking silver sheathed sword carried on his waist. I was surprised. I never imagined someone would still be using swords in this era.

My chest tightens to a point where I almost cannot breathe and my hand grips on the sword’s handle tightly. “I am not a whore.” The words escape my lips before I can stop myself. This earns a clap from Iroshi. He seems to think me funny. “You have some spunk young one. I like it.” My chest rises and fall. I can fight with short blades, hand to hand combat even, but I'm as good as dead with a samurai sword. Lost in my thoughts, I barely notice Kane reaching out and taking the sword from me. Kane speaks. “Iroshi, your request is unfair. Who here does not know that Yumiko is a world champion in samurai combat.”

The sword was currently his friend, and he wouldn't make it his enemy just because he didn't manage to hold it correctly. 'I really need to train using real weapons. I still don't know which should I use though. Sword or thievery weapons like wires and knives...' Jai thought as he examined the sword's blade, finding small faint cuts every where on its surface. The hilt wasn't made of wood. There was a small layer of iron on it, which was why Jai was able to channel his thunder into it and deal a great amount of damage to the gorilla beast before. That was also why Jai was cautious when Kasuga was trying to pull it out of the Gori-gori's mouth, afraid that the soldier would get electrocuted a

He shouldn't bear the burden of dealing with my adversaries. As he stepped out of the compact room to fetch drinks, I surveyed my environment, keenly observing every detail. Firstly, the architectural style and the preference for wooden walls and paper lamps hinted that we were still in the East. Secondly, the air carried a distinctive scent that confirmed my suspicion. In the room, stacks of papers were neatly arranged, and a collection of metal swords caught my eye, unmistakably katanas wielded by Samurai warriors. Intrigued, I leaned in and carefully lifted one of the swords from its place.

I addressed his souvenir that he had attached to his hip again. He picked it up again. Dragons were carved on the black scabbard, which I quite liked. "Yes, it means quite a lot to me. It doesn't matter that it was expensive,” the samurai answered my question. "May I see it?" I asked. Without a word he hands it to me, whereupon I draw the sword. It was a good three feet long and looked pretty sharp indeed. I believed him right away that you could kill people with it.

He wasn't interested in it at all. "We should start as fast as we can and that should be now" he said hastily. It seemed he didn't want that kind of question. "I have no objection with that. I am ready at anytime" Kimana said again stretching his hands toward Reyes. Reyes handed him three covered sword. He took it from him happily. He gave one to Raymond and one to Grace. He removed his own from the quiver. "Samurai" he kissed the sword. "Japanese?" Raymond asked eagerly.

Ram, Nand, and Vipula were locked in their own fierce battles. The masked man's followers swarmed them, but each team member stood resilient, their unique weapons turning the tide in their favor. Ram wielded a double-edged sword, its blade humming with energy. He moved with a ferocity that belied his calm demeanor, each swing of his sword sending enemies sprawling. His strikes were precise, each blow calculated to incapacitate rather than kill, reflecting his disciplined nature. As attackers closed in, he parried and countered with an almost supernatural speed, the sword's glow illuminating his path through the chaos.

It was like a shiny diamond necklace. A moment later Sage added, "However, probably the most impressive and specialized of all Asian swords are the Japanese swords, most notably this Katana, which is a single-edged, slightly curved sword with a blade around 2.5'. I prefer this, actually." Yeah, I don't even fucking care. She groaned.

He nodded and started to move, crossing his right foot over his left. I mimicked as best I could. "The long sword is for enemies at a distance. The shorter for when the enemy gets inside." He parried, maneuvering the blades as he battled an invisible foe. "Like this." I tried to follow but ended up tangling my hands together. "Very good." I laughed. "Really?" Professor Pops smiled and turned to put his weapons away. "Samurai believed the katana held their soul and would only use them as a last resort. They would use the bow and arrow first, then a spear and, finally, if they had to, their swords."