Chapter 13

At this moment, the originally very noisy scene became silent.

Below the stage, the samurais all watched the scene on the stage, no longer cheering and making a fuss, but only with the attitude of watching a show.

On the stage, Kuchizaki closed his eyes and slowly drew his sword with a blank expression.

Facing him, Fang Li took a deep breath and placed his hand on the dagger at his waist.

The atmosphere around became solemn.

Below the stage, Arakawa Kibito frowned from beginning to end, looking at Fang Li, who hadn't even taken a stance, and couldn't help but say, "Kuchizaki, don't go too far."

"There's no need to worry." Kuchizaki opened his eyes, gazed at Fang Li, and said, "I wouldn't use violence against an ordinary person with no martial arts foundation."

As a samurai who had practiced swordsmanship for many years, Kuchizaki could easily tell from his opponent's stance whether they had any training.

Therefore, looking at Fang Li's posture full of vulnerabilities, Kuchizaki was certain that this wanderer had absolutely no martial arts training.

At that moment, Kuchizaki said somewhat coldly, "If you go down now, I can pretend nothing happened."

Hearing this, Fang Li smiled, shook his head, and Kuchizaki's gaze became somewhat probing.

"I know you haven't practiced martial arts," Kuchizaki said straightforwardly. "Why are you challenging me, a samurai, when you haven't practiced martial arts?"

Hearing Kuchizaki's words, the people around all turned their eyes to Fang Li.

Under the gaze of so many people, Fang Li fell silent for a moment, then answered honestly, "I just want to try."

"Try?" Kuchizaki was taken aback again.

"Yes, try." Fang Li nodded and continued, "I know it's very hard for me to win you, but if there's even a slight chance, it's worth trying, right?"

According to the space's judgment, the success rate for Fang Li to defeat Kuchizaki was only one in ten.

Perhaps, that one in ten was only because Fang Li had the Straight Death Magic Eye?

After all, in terms of attributes, Fang Li only had AGI (Agility) that was slightly above average, just 1 point higher than the average of a well-trained 20-year-old human male.

Kuchizaki, a genuine samurai, had STR (Strength), VIT (Stamina), and AGI (Agility) all more than 5 points above average, except for INT (Mysticism).

In other words, in terms of attributes, Kuchizaki overwhelmingly surpassed Fang Li.

Moreover, Kuchizaki was not a mindless Kabane who only knew how to attack.

Kuchizaki's swordsmanship, honed over many years, could not possibly be defeated by Fang Li, who was just an ordinary student a day ago.

The Straight Death Magic Eye was Fang Li's trump card to win, but this trump card could not be used.

This was just a match, not a fight to the death.

Using the Straight Death Magic Eye, he might accidentally kill Kuchizaki.

At that time, Fang Li would likely be torn to pieces by the enraged samurais of the Shihokawa family.

Given this, the one in ten success rate given by the space was actually useless.

Fighting Kuchizaki would be even more difficult than the mission level.

But Fang Li still wanted to try.

The 3000 exchange points were a significant temptation, but the main reason was that Fang Li had a way to win.

A very dangerous way.

"Can't an ordinary person win a samurai without martial arts?" Fang Li drew his dagger, fixed his gaze on Kuchizaki, and said, "Let's try it."

"…Is that so?" Kuchizaki's expression returned to coldness, and he slowly raised his katana, the tip pointing at Fang Li, and said in a deep voice, "Your courage is commendable, but whether you're just talking big or have some real skills, let me try it too."

Hearing this, Fang Li, staring at the sharp tip of Kuchizaki's katana aimed at him, felt an inexplicable calmness in his heart.

Originally, in such a situation with so many people watching, Fang Li was slightly nervous.

But once he faced the battle, he would feel an inexplicable calmness, just like when he fought the Kabane in the forest.

For a battle, the worst outcome was death.

As long as it involved death, Fang Li's heart would not waver in the slightest.

At least, from childhood to now, Fang Li had only been afraid of his father and teachers when they were angry; he had never been afraid of anything else.

There was a saying that fit Fang Li perfectly.

"Since you're not afraid of death, what else is there to fear?"

This saying could be applied to Fang Li.

Even when fighting a Kabane, or even a samurai stronger than a Kabane, it was the same.

"Attack." Kuchizaki looked at Fang Li and said directly, "I won't hold back."

"Is that so?" Fang Li smiled meaningfully, "But I think you will hold back."

This statement made Kuchizaki pause.

At that moment, Fang Li suddenly stepped forward and charged.

The stage wasn't very large, with a diameter of no more than ten meters.

The distance between Fang Li and Kuchizaki was not far, only about two to three meters.

For Fang Li, with an AGI (Agility) of 6, a distance of two to three meters was almost instantaneous.

So, by the time Kuchizaki reacted, Fang Li was already in front of him.

"——!"

Kuchizaki's eyes widened almost reflexively, and he raised his katana, slashing down at Fang Li's head without hesitation.

"Swish——!"

The sound of the wind being cut echoed.

The sharp katana sliced through the air like a bolt of lightning, aiming to split Fang Li's head.

In this situation, the wind pressure, split by the katana, blew against Fang Li's head as he charged to Kuchizaki, making his bangs flutter.

Even a hasty, instinctive slash was so merciless.

Of course, for Kuchizaki, this slash was just to force Fang Li back.

Fang Li, though untrained in martial arts, was not slow.

In Kuchizaki's view, with the other's speed, he should be able to dodge this slash.

Then, Kuchizaki would slash upward to knock the dagger out of Fang Li's hand, and that would be the end.

However, something unexpected happened.