Kenshin Sword Style Novels & Stories

Kayson gulped as his eyes feasted on the sight, but he carried Rowena to the bed and left after tucking her in. He returned to his room and meditated. He had made a small gain from the battle with Aquilo today. His sword aura had gotten stronger, and his manipulation of it felt more at ease. “There are eight styles in the Heavenless that emphasize the execution of aura and energy. Mr. Hamilton Sr.’s sword aura must be rather strong, but he could only execute two styles at most. “I wonder what swordsmanship Ezekiel practices. Mr. Hamilton Sr. couldn’t defeat him back then, even though he had mastered two styles.”

Swoosh! Kenshi pressed his long sword. He lunged toward Harvey, swinging at right at the latter. His blade moved quickly, like a phantom. The crowd cheered in shock and awe at Kenshi’s swordsmanship. Even Blaine and his cohorts stared at Kenshi’s back respectfully, their expressions no longer playful or mocking. The strong would always garner respect wherever they went. Seeing Kenshi charge at him, Harvey calmly flicked his finger. Clang! His finger landed on Kenshi’s blade. At that moment, thunder seemed to strike.

Alexander had come across a person performing a sword stance. Observing the technique, Alexander recognized it as the Moon Deity's Nine Slashes. It seemed that he had been observing the sword moves for a long time, picking up on the sword intent without practicing it. However, just watching without engaging in practice had its limitations and setbacks. "Kill!" The figure suddenly turned, eyes glowing crimson, and drew a rusty sword with a swift, straightforward motion. The attack was devoid of any flair or vigor, a stark display of pure, unadulterated swordsmanship.

Security swarmed, muzzles trained, but Kenji waved them off—predator's duel, personal. Rourke lunged anyway, scarred bulk bull-rushing despite the geyser from his arm, good fist swinging haymaker wild. Kenji sidestepped fluid, lethal grace from dojos drilled bone-deep, katana reversing to pommel-smash Rourke's temple. Bone cracked audibly, Harlan staggering, but momentum carried him forward—mass versus precision.

Maybe it was thanks to his experience that he quickly reacted even though he was slightly late on noticing Zen's special attack. Both swords that were grinding with each other's blade released contrast hues, it created two holy vibes, light and dark. As if their was invisible friction on both ends of the blade. Zen's sneak attack would have been undetected if he used his daggers. Based on Zen fought, I could say he specializes in assassination. His speed and weapon does say it, but I know Zen knows that his dagger wouldn't really create an opening against a holy sword.

It gave Q enough time to sheathe the blade and take a sword-drawing stance. “[Shigen-ryuu Ougi—Samidare.]” (Primordial Origin Sword-Style Secret Technique—Early Summer Rain) He unleashed his blade and cut the very air in front of him. The pressure from [Kotetsu] was intense. A single slash flowed through the air like a green stream. His blade connected with the cleaver. At that moment, several green slashes cut through the cleaver from all sides. The skill shattered the cleaver, blasting away the fragments from everyone.

He was here to kill. Killing was a very different skill. It was decisive and lacked hesitation. Zen hesitated a lot, thinking of where to strike and second-guessing if his strike would kill in one hit. As a result, the first twenty orange slimes almost kicked his ass back to the chapel. The sword wasn’t dull, but Zen wasn’t a good master. He finally understood why Liu Feng and Akiko fought the way they did. It was difficult for Zen to move without hesitation until he found a pattern that he was comfortable with after his sixtieth slime.

Listen carefully! 1. Sakabato ( Rurouni Kenshin ) Sakabato aka the Reverse Eyes Sword is the last sword forged directly by the famous swordsman, Arai Shakku. Unlike the swords that he had created before, designed as tools to take life, Sakabato has a design that deviates from the existing standard. This sword has a sharp part located on the back of the sword so it would not be suitable to be called a killer sword. Instead, Sakabato was asked to be a sacred heirloom to honor the peace brought by the Meiji Era.

Katou Hui actually really placed the exquisite broken sword in his mouth. Then, the third sword was also pulled out of her arms. Thus, following that, Katou Hui held a treasured sword in her left hand, right hand and mouth. She bent down slightly, her fine black hair hanging down. A beautiful face was reflected in Yang Xiao's eyes. The Japanese Third Knife Style! At this moment, it reappeared in the world. Not even Yang Xiao had expected it. "Third...Third Knife Style? It's really Third Knife Style? That's impossible. How is that possible? This is the legendary forbidden move of the Japanese Gen Swordsmanship!" A super master murmured.

I gasped. “ This is a katana and my fighting style is different due to this. Unlike longsword that requires more of brute strength to use, katanas work best with flexibility and swift hand movements. That doesn't mean that you won't do any strength training,” he explained. I had never seen a katana before. “ Does everyone in your regiment use this?” I pointed at the katana.