Start with the Mangekyō and leave Konoha with Madara.

The Land of Iron, the Swordsmith Guild.

Inside the venue, Shen Yu stood steadily in the center of the ring. Blood was splattered all around him like ink. Countless broken swords and body parts were scattered all over the ring, and the pungent smell of blood lingered for a long time.

Whether on the stage or in the audience, everyone was silent.

This young man who looked like a god of death had been standing here for more than ten hours, from morning to dusk. Countless warriors and heroes came one after another, but all of them were defeated here.

At the end of the battle, no one dared to shout anymore, and some people didn't even dare to breathe.

The whole process of the competition seemed to have turned into a scene of exposing fakery. Those warrior predecessors whom they once admired were nothing but chickens and dogs in front of the young boy and could not stand a single blow.

It’s not that the boy’s swordsmanship is so gorgeous or mysterious. On the contrary, the boy just stands there and lets them chop him, crushing all the warriors with the simplest posture.

No matter whether you are a master standing alone or surrounded by a dozen people, the young man cannot be defeated, and those sharp sword energies cannot hurt him at all.

Finally, the boy would sigh in disappointment and make a simple sword-drawing move, causing all the people to fall to the ground like harvested wheat, in defeat and bloodshed.

A strong warrior would have his sword broken, a weaker one might lose part of his body, and those who gained fame in vain would lose their lives forever.

"What? No one's here?"

Shen Yu spoke, his cool voice cut through the venue, breaking the silence.

He looked around at everyone, his expression unable to hide his disappointment.

From the beginning to the end, he was looking for someone who could break the water molecule barrier, because only this kind of sharp and unparalleled slash was worthy of him to adapt to.

His most fundamental purpose was to adapt to the slashing attack and then evolve his "Autumn Dew on Leaves".

But he didn't expect that in the great Iron Country, no one could catch his eye.

"Mister Maya, can you announce the results now?" He looked towards the main seat.

"Ahem." Niwa Maye stood up with the help of his crutches, cleared his throat, and announced: "Shenyu is here to defend the ring. Since no one dares to challenge him, I declare that the winner of today's martial arts competition is Shen..."

"Wait!"

At this moment, a shrill voice interrupted him.

Maye raised her head in astonishment and looked at the Daimyo of the Iron Country on the high platform.

"Haha, I can't believe that our Iron Country has produced such a young hero. Not bad, really not bad!" The daimyo clapped his hands as if no one was around.

Immediately afterwards, there was thunderous applause. Led by this person in power, both the powerful and the common people began to applaud.

The applause gradually became sparse, and the daimyo also smiled and opened his folding fan, "Maya-sama, today's champion must be this young man. I believe everyone has seen it, so there is no need to announce it so early~"

"Ah, that's what you said, Lord Daimyo." Maye smiled and nodded.

"Well, I do have an unreasonable request, I wonder if Brother Shenyu can agree to it?" asked Daimyo.

Shen Yu said casually: "Speak."

The air suddenly stagnated, and everyone in the venue, including Maya, could see that Shenyu was disrespectful to the daimyo, but... no one dared to say anything.

The daimyo smiled nonchalantly, "In my daimyo mansion, there are four warriors. Before my little brother was born, they were considered the four strongest men in the whole Iron Country. Although they are over fifty years old, their swords are free of rust..."

He spoke in a rhythmic and shrill voice, as if listening to an old nursery rhyme. "So, could you please help me test them... to see if they still have any edge?"

"This..." When Maye heard this, he immediately felt something was wrong. However, just as he was trying to find a way to refuse...

"Okay."

Shen Yu's tone was also full of excitement, and his calm eyes regained some brilliance, "Come on, don't spoil my fun."

"That's wonderful!" Daimyo was also very happy and slammed his folding fan shut. "I sent someone to invite them out of the mountain a long time ago. They have been waiting here for a long time!"

Behind him, four people appeared, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. Their figures became illusory for a moment, and they were already standing on the ring, surrounding Shen Yu in the middle.

They tore off their shawls, revealing their white beards and wrinkled faces.

Although time corrodes their bodies, it cannot corrode their sword hearts.

Those four bright and sharp eyes are the best evidence.

"Haha, don't worry, Miss Yukino. Even if they win by chance, I won't let you marry them~" The Daimyo glanced at the worried Yukino and said with a smile, "As a lady of the 'Tantosai', how can I bear to let you commit yourself to a few old men..."

"Swords and knives have no eyes, so be careful, little brother." said the tall old man.

Shen Yu pressed the knife with one hand, "Please teach me."

"brush!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four powerful blows came down and hit Shen Yu.

There was a loud buzzing sound, but Shen Yu still did not move. The water shield on his body vibrated frequently, and immediately the slashing blow was sent flying into the sky.

However, the old warriors' offensive did not end there. They exchanged their positions tacitly, and swung their swords like splashing ink, drawing a "cross" in the air and breaking through the air.

Shen Yu simply opened his arms and slashed at the enemy densely. Under the dim setting sun, the light blue halo illuminated Shen Yu's body brightly.

Under Shen Yu's surprised gaze, the water molecule barrier in the upper body flashed wildly and finally shattered, and the slashing attack was approaching in an instant!

"Chucky!"

His robe was torn into thousands of pieces in an instant, revealing his flawless white upper body.

The four old men all took a deep breath. What did they see? The young man was bathed in the light of the slash. The seemingly sharp and unparalleled slash did not cause any harm to the young man!

His upper body seemed to be made of divine iron, with blue light flowing around it, making it look like a smooth and delicate piece of jade.

Although shocked, the old warriors did not stop their attack. Countless slashes came like waves, completely submerging Shenyu.

"That's it, that's it! You four, give it a try!"

Shen Yu laughed wildly, his laughter unable to conceal his excitement. Since the water molecule barrier in his upper body had been shattered, there was no need to maintain it any longer. Only by experiencing the damage personally could he adapt faster!

"Moxu Luo!!!"

In the bright blue light, a streak of crimson light shot out from his eyes, and a biting chill rose into the sky. Everyone shuddered in unison, as if they were standing on an iceberg.

Shen Yu's left eye has turned into a kaleidoscope, magnificent and gorgeous. The patterns of the magic circle are spinning gently, as if every knife and every slash are imprinted into his mind.

Chakra……

Morphological changes...

Extreme compression...

The water is surging, and it never stops...

The slashing attack is released... It is self-contained... It is one body!!

In an instant, Shen Yu's pupils flashed with a gleam of light, and the "Heart of Frost" in his right hand instantly left his body. The blue light in his left hand gathered and quickly condensed into an ice-blue blade, releasing a brilliance like ten thousand years of black ice!

He spun around suddenly, sword in hand.

Double sword slash!

The light of "Autumn Dew on Leaves" was as condensed as substance, completely changing from ice blue to jade green. The blade of the divine feather drew a perfect circle, the arc was shiny emerald green, and it expanded suddenly!

At this moment, all the slashing attacks pale in comparison to this arc. It was unstoppable and easily cut off all the slashing attacks, acting on the warriors' blades and sweeping away like the breeze.

“Ding, ding, ding, ding.”

This is the sound of a broken knife falling to the ground.

The four old warriors vomited blood, their hair and beards were standing upright, and they fell from the ring in a flash.

Shen Yu sheathed his sword, and the blade of light in his left hand extinguished and dissipated like a ghostly fire. He stood on the stage, his proud eyes sweeping over the four old warriors one by one.

They did not die. Shen Yu slashed according to the strength of their chakra, but a deep scar deep enough to see the bone was left on each of them's chest.

"This scar was left by me. It will be the last glory of your life!"

His voice spread throughout the entire venue, making it so noisy that one could hear a pin drop.

It was as if an invisible giant hand appeared in the air, fiercely grabbing everyone's throat.

The daimyo of the Iron Country was so stunned that he didn't even notice that his folding fan had fallen.

Everyone stared in shock at the young man on the stage who looked like a god or devil descended from the earth. Silent shock echoed in everyone's heart.

This is a scene that is destined to be recorded in the history of the Iron Kingdom.