"Ah!" Fu Junzhuo cried out as a gash opened along her ribs, blood quickly staining her clothes red.
Seeing her sister in danger, Fu Junyu could no longer worry about anything else. She drew her sword and rushed forward. The sisters' martial arts came from the same source, and they worked together without the slightest hitch, finally stabilizing the situation. Sasaki Kojirō's movements were elusive and his swordsmanship vicious, yet the sisters still held their ground and gave him no opening.
"Miyamoto, go help them already." Hashiba Hideshige frowned. Yagyū Jūbei was badly injured, so he did not dare send him back into battle. If anything happened to him here, it would be over. As for the other ninja, the gap in their martial arts was simply too great; they would only get in the way.
Yet Miyamoto Musashi did not move after hearing him. "That would violate the Bushido spirit. Besides, against two women, I doubt Kojirō would want my help."
He wanted to take this chance to see what the famed Yan Fan was truly like. There was a saying on the Eastern Islands: no one had ever seen Kojirō's Yan Fan—because everyone who had seen it was dead.
Sasaki Kojirō naturally understood Miyamoto Musashi's thoughts as well. The two had always been rivals, and sooner or later they would fight to the death. Each was wary of the other's martial arts, so Sasaki Kojirō had no desire to reveal his ultimate technique before him.
Still, after failing to defeat two women for so long, he felt he had lost face. His attacks grew faster and faster, his moves increasingly ruthless.
The Fu sisters had only barely been able to hold on to begin with. With so many Eastern Island experts eyeing them covetously nearby, the two women