Iai: Twin-Blade Slashing Dance

The Charging Horn Pirates, who call themselves the Lords of the North Blue, claim the entire North Blue as their territory.

All other pirate groups had to pay a protection fee to sail the seas.

Although the Demon Claw are an organization responsible for collecting protection money for the Ramming Horn Pirates, in terms of strength, they are definitely one of the top fighting forces in the Ramming Horn Pirates.

After all, to collect "protection money" from others, one must have a sufficiently strong deterrent force.

Long Ye and Mei Terumi stepped out of the cabin.

As soon as they stepped out onto the deck, the two saw a small boat slowly approaching from the horizon.

As they drew closer, everyone could see clearly that a man was standing on it.

The man was wearing Forehead Protector, and the insignia on the Forehead Protector was the four claw marks we had just seen.

Dressed in all black, with a Samurai Sword in his hands, he came with the wind, looking imposing.

"They really are from the clutches of Demon Claw!"

The pirates gathered on the deck all wore the same expression of terror.

"You're really confident! Daring to come and collect money all by yourself." Long Ye said with a smile.

One-Eyed Shark, hiding behind Long Ye, quickly replied upon hearing this:

"My lord, the strength of the members of the Demon Claw is unbelievable. Any one of them would be Jonin- level figure in one of the Five Great Nations..."

"That's Jonin, what terrifying combat power! When he arrives, you must greet him with a smile. There are no restrictions in the ocean, and killing is not illegal."

Long Ye smiled but said nothing.

As a pirate leader, One-Eyed Shark came from a very humble background and Chunin even saw many Chunin. In his mind, Jonin were synonymous with invincibility.

Although he had witnessed Long Ye's astonishing methods, in his heart he still regarded Long Ye as just an ordinary Jonin.

Both being Jonin, if they disagreed and actually started fighting, the outcome would be unpredictable.

Moreover, in his view, Demon Claw's fearsome reputation was too great, and among the Jonin, he was almost invincible. He didn't really believe that the man in front of him was a match for Demon Claw's men.

But what made him feel somewhat relieved was that he wasn't alone in front of Long Ye.

And that woman, she's equally powerful.

The two of them working together could create a deterrent effect, and perhaps they could persuade the visitors to give them a break.

A figure approached from afar, standing on a boat and leaning on a sword.

"Is the money ready?"

Before the man even arrived, his authoritative voice rang out.

When the pirates heard his question, they shrank back and quickly retreated.

Captain One-Eyed Shark, hiding behind Long Ye, didn't even have the courage to reply.

The way this group of people acted made the composed Long Ye and his companion stand out.

"Friend! This pirate crew is currently under my command. They don't have enough money. How about giving them a three-month grace period?" Long Ye asked.

"Um?"

The newcomer looked puzzled, his gaze falling on Long Ye.

Seemingly noticing his age, she gave him a disdainful look.

"I thought he was someone important, someone who demanded my respect, but it turns out he's just an unknown brat."

"Kid, you think you can get away with anything, any Tom, Dick, or Harry, from me? You're really overestimating yourself!"

"No matter who you are or what your relationship is with these pirates, since you're on this ship, you're one of them. I'm giving you ten breaths to hand over every penny, or you should know what will happen to you."

Long Ye being looked down upon, Oboroya showed no anger whatsoever.

Is there no room for maneuver?

He looked at the man who was slowly approaching him and asked.

Whoosh!

The man climbed onto the deck.

The sudden turn of events terrified the pirates, sending them into a panic.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The man laughed loudly, seemingly quite pleased with his own power.

Five breaths have passed! You don't have much time left.

The man leaned on a knife, his long hair dancing wildly in the wind, his eyes half-open, exuding a very sophisticated air.

"No need to wait! I told you, they can't come up with the money you want."

"Friend, as a member of the Demon Claw, you must be quite skilled. How about we make a bet? I'll take one of your moves. If you manage to cut off a single hair on my head or touch my clothes, I'll consider myself defeated, and I won't stop you after that..."

"Conversely, if you fail to do so, as I mentioned before, grant them a three-month grace period. What do you think of my suggestion?"

Long Ye remained calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

The man raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and emitted a cold glint.

"You brat! Do you even know what you're saying?"

To him, the other person's words sounded incredibly arrogant.

The Long Ye still laughs.

He also believed it was better to avoid trouble and intended to make the person back down.

Killing someone is easy, but he was also somewhat afraid of stirring up a hornet's nest, as this kind of trouble would keep coming his way.

If the conflict is based on self-interest, he wouldn't rule out a bloody fight.

But the key point is that killing someone only causes trouble and brings no benefit or profit is undoubtedly tantamount to killing in vain.

"Kid! Since you're so eager to die, I have no reason not to grant your wish. Anyway, I'm going to go on a killing spree today, one more of you won't make a difference."

He glanced at the pirates.

"The time I've given you is up."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he drew his Samurai Sword.

Besides the one he was holding in his hand, he also had another one tucked into his waistband.

The twin swords were drawn, their blades instantly covered in a bright white Chakra.

"Swordsmen of the Land of Iron!"

Mei Terumi muttered to herself.

The Land of Iron does not practice Ninjutsu, but only swordsmanship, a technique that concentrates Chakra into the blade to generate sword energy.

This person is clearly missing-nin from the Land of Iron.

Recognizing the person's origin, Long Ye became even more fearless, stepped forward, and manifested Chakra in her hand, forming a two-finger-long Chakra Scalpel.

"Medical-nin!!"

The man laughed upon seeing this.

"I thought you had some amazing skills, but you're just a medical-nin. A medical-nin trying to act tough and violent, you're really asking for trouble."

Long Ye didn't care about the person's mockery and said calmly:

"I have a habit of killing those who make promises to me but then go back on their word. So I hope you remember the promise we just made!"

"Arrogant brat, your so-called habits are nothing but a fart to me. Today I'll show you what I'm made of."

"Dual-Blade Swordsmanship!!"

The man wielded two swords, slashing through the wind with incredible speed.

This person attacked ruthlessly, aiming straight for Long Ye's neck.

If this blow lands squarely, one's head will inevitably have to be moved.

"When!!"

A clear, crisp sound.

Long Ye's Chakra Scalpel struck the point where the two swords crossed, preventing the man from swinging his swords or releasing his sword energy.

This made him very upset.

I felt a surge of energy within me, about to burst forth, but it was suddenly stopped by the ligation.

You lost!

Long Ye withdrew her attack.

The man stumbled back three steps, regaining his balance, his face ashen.

"Iai·Double Sword Slashing Dance!!"

The man leaped into the air, rapidly twirling his sword with both hands, creating a flurry of blade shadows.