Legendary Delivery Boy

The Land of Iron is closer to the Land of Earth and the Land of Thunder, bordering on the Land of Fire, the Land of Taki, and the Land of Tian.

Because of its unique geographical location, it has become one of the few neutral countries. It had an agreement with ninjas a long time ago that ninjas could not do anything to this country, and thus avoided several world wars.

The Country of Iron is also known as the Country of Samurai. There are no ninjas in the country, but it is guarded by a group of fighting groups called "Samurai". It is a neutral country with independent culture, independent authority, and independent combat power.

Lin Sa was still dressed as a warrior, with two mythical beasts sitting on his shoulders, admiring the unique scenery leisurely.

When you come to a unique blacksmith street, it seems that the air is full of fire.

In this blacksmith street, more than [-]% of the shops are blacksmith shops. Half of the country's samurai equipment is produced here, so it is very lively.

Not only samurai like to buy equipment here, but even ninja villages from various countries buy high-quality weapons from here from time to time.

So you can see ninjas from all over the world walking around here peacefully.

Lin Sa didn't need a weapon. The Lulu Sword was enough to deal with everything. After going through several worlds, he still didn't see a weapon comparable to the Lulu Sword.

As he walked, Lin Sa frowned, someone was following him.

Impossible, those ninjas shouldn't be able to recognize him with such a perfect disguise.

So Lin Sa took the initiative to go to a remote place, and seeing no one nearby, the follower jumped out directly.

The three samurai, said to be samurai, are actually more like gangsters.

"Who are you?"

The samurai in the middle sneered and said, "You don't even know our Dao Shen gang. You should be an outsider. If you hand over the knife in your waist, we can let you go."

Lin Sa almost laughed out loud, what kind of sword god gang, it sounds like a third-rate gang.

As for the other party's Lulu Sword, Lin Sa was not surprised. There are so many blacksmiths here, there are always some with sharp eyes.

Lin Sa didn't bother to talk to them, so she pulled out the Lulu sword, and with a flash of her figure, she put away the sword and left.

Ten seconds later, the three of them fell to the ground weakly holding their throats.

Afraid of trouble, Lin Sa simply put Lu Lu Jian away.

After leaving Blacksmith Street, Lin Sa lived in a nearby hotel and paid two months' rent directly.

And Lin Sa also started the journey of learning ninjutsu!
……

A month later.

"Brother Mufeng, you are reading again!" A ten-year-old child stood under a big tree and looked up at Lin Sa.

Lin Sa replied while reading the book: "Zhe Ye, you want to practice with your father, why don't you come to me when you have time."

Zhe is also the son of a well-known warrior nearby. He met Lin Sa by chance and usually likes to listen to Lin Sa for stories.

Zhe Ye pouted, and said angrily, "Next week is the three-year Samurai Assembly. Father has to prepare, so he won't practice with me."

"Oh, the Samurai Tournament, sounds interesting." Lin Sa thought about it a little bit. He has been learning ninjutsu recently and has no activities. The Samurai Tournament is just a good time to warm up.

"It's not interesting at all. My father was injured and lay down for more than a year last time. He almost made our family poor."

"Then can I still sign up?"

"Yes, there are places for registration in every street, but are you also a warrior, Brother Mufeng?" Zhe Ye asked curiously, biting his finger.

Lin Sa touched her chin: "I should be, at least I have a sword."

Tetsuya: \_(ツ)_/
"Go, sign up!"

Leaping lightly, he jumped off the big tree, and under the instructions of Tetsuya, Lin Sa found a nearby registration place.

As soon as he approached, Lin Sa saw the long line, at least hundreds of people, and even some farmers with weapons.

"Ozawa, you plan to participate this time too."

"Although the hope is slim, if you happen to enter the top ten, then you don't have to worry about it in this life. Of course, you have to come and try your luck."

"I heard that this year's Samurai Conference rewards are even richer, even for No.10, there are 100 million taels."

"The money is small money. The top ten have the opportunity to enter the samurai guard of Mifune-sama, and that is the iron rice bowl."

Lin Sa stood at the back of the team, eavesdropping on the gossip, with more interest on his face.

After queuing for about an hour, it was finally Lin Sa's turn to sign up.

"Name!" the registration officer asked impatiently.

"Mufeng." Lin Sa replied calmly. Mufeng is Lin Sa's pseudonym, taken from his own name, to prevent the ninjas from discovering it.

"Take out the weapon and have a look."

In order to prevent anyone from signing up casually, participants must have regular weapons.

Lin Sa took out the Lulu sword on his waist, pulled out the scabbard, and a faint sword sound resounded.

The registration staff immediately became interested.

"This is a double-edged sword, and it's made of bronze. This is the first time I've seen it in so many years."

The sword is curved and the sword is straight. In Naruto, almost all samurai ninjas use curved swords.

But the amazing thing is that they all call themselves swordsmen, what they learn is the way of the sword, and what they actually use are the skills of using knives.

Lin Sa's Lulu Sword is really rare to see.

"Register quickly, there are still people waiting behind."

Hearing Lin Sa's urging, the registration staff could only look away reluctantly and register Lin Sa's name.

After registering, Lin Sa withdrew immediately. The nearby warriors seemed to be very interested in his Lulu Sword. In order not to cause trouble, Lin Sa left first as a respect.

……

Seven days passed in a blink of an eye.

The registration period for the Samurai Tournament is closed, and today is the first day of the Samurai Tournament, the preliminary selection.

The competition venue is in a huge square, there are three competition arenas in total, and the common people have surrounded this place very early in the morning.

Fortunately, Lin Sa is a contestant and can enter through another passage.

The selection for the preliminary competition is very simple. There are two battles a day, and the winners of both will advance to the semi-finals, which means that if they lose once, they will be eliminated.

Lin Sa sat for a while, and then it was his turn to compete.

Entering the arena, there are people all over the mountains and plains, and the voices of people are so loud that they almost cover the referee's voice.

Lin Sa's opponent was a middle-aged warrior with almost no aura. He was just a small fish, but he was very arrogant.

"Boy, you are still wearing a mask during the game. Are you looking down on me? Let you taste my Hundred Ghosts Attack Sword and take your arm."

The middle-aged samurai rushed towards Lin Sa with a sword in hand.

Lin Sa drew out the Lulu sword in an instant, and with a flash of his body, he appeared behind the middle-aged warrior, and then retracted the sword gracefully.

The middle-aged samurai froze for a moment, the dagger in his hand was broken from the middle under his gaze, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

"I surrender!"

The weapons were all cut off, and a piece of yarn was also tied.

Hearing the referee announce his victory, Lin Sa left the field slowly.

"Who is that masked man? It's too powerful. Cut off other people's weapons directly."

"One move to control the enemy, it seems like another ruthless stubble!"

"Just now it seemed to be cut with a sword, I didn't even see the shadow."

"A lot of masters have come to this conference, and there is a good show to watch."