Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 511

Debbie raised her head and stared at Nathan in astonishment.

When Kenji saw Nathan, he jumped in shock and stumbled backwards in fear.

His subordinates too looked as if they were face to face with their greatest foe.

But right at this moment, a man dressed in Japanese clothing appeared. He wore wooden clogs on his feet, and his hair was very long. In his arms lay a long katana.

The samurai himself gave off a strong and threatening aura as if he was an unsheathed sword.

He was the main disciple of the Sword God of Japan. He was the new star in Japanese kendo for the past ten years, Daniel Long, also known as Black Dog!

Daniel gazed at Nathan like a grim reaper looking at a poor soul. His voice was emotionless as he said, 'Til only strike once. If you can withstand that, I'll let you go."

I'll only strike once!

He speaks in such a strong and domineering manner!

Kenji and the others gazed at Black Dog in awe.

No wonder he's the most promising candidate to become the next Sword God of Japan!

Even Debbie and Jenny, who had no clue about battles and kendo, felt the menacing aura emanating from Daniel.

Debbie gazed at Daniel in trepidation, and she began to worry for Nathan.

On the other hand, Jenny was trembling in a corner in fright.

Nathan looked at Daniel and suddenly asked, "Who is Miyamoto Ichiro to you?"

Upon hearing this, Daniel's grim expression finally shifted slightly.

He said proudly, "He is my master!

Miyamoto Ichiro was the Sword God of Japan. Tens of thousands of people worshipped him, and his existence was, in fact, a national treasure.

Being Miyamoto's disciple, naturally, he was proud of that fact.

When Nathan heard that the man was Miyamoto's disciple, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

Three years ago, eighteen countries had sent out representatives to make up the Coalition Army and invaded the North of the nation. Miyamoto Ichiro, the Sword God of Japan, was among those representatives.

The katana would leave its sheath, kill its target, and return to its sheath in a single move.

Skilled samurais would move so fast that the attack would become a blur to onlookers.

All onlookers would be able to witness was a single snapping sound. By the time onlookers came around, the enemy would be dead, and the katana would have already been sheathed.

This was the power and charm of the iaigiri.

Kenji and the others grew excited by the thought of witnessing such a great technique. Grinning, Kenji even muttered to himself, "Haha! We're really lucky to be able to witness Mr. Long's iaigiri skill today! Nathan, you're really lucky to be able to die by the iaigiri!"

Daniel gazed at Nathan and said coldly, "Do you need a similar weapon?"

Nathan shook his head. "Nope. You're not worthy of that!"

Daniel's expression turned cold at his words. "You have a death wish indeed!

This strike of mine will teach you a lesson!"

Then, he made his move. His entire body dissolved into a swift shadow as he lunged at Nathan.