Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz.
Inside the dojo, Sig held the chainsaw as if he were possessed by a divine spirit.
His mind drifted back to the moment when he had used his sword to cut through the Sea King.
Back then, the flesh, bones, and organs of the Sea King were indistinguishable under Sig's sword. With one swing, it was cleanly severed, as if the sword effortlessly followed the natural flow of the world, without encountering any resistance.
Now, holding the chainsaw, Sig felt a similar sensation.
It was as if, with just his will, he could cut anything in half with the chainsaw.
Like a skilled butcher dismembering an ox.
The blade wasn't particularly sharp, and the strength wasn't extraordinary, yet it felt as though he could trace the natural lines of everything and sever them cleanly.
Of course, it was just a feeling—Sig had no intention of testing it.
If he were to attempt a swing with the chainsaw, he might end up in the kind of tragedy where someone tries to catch a spinning chainsaw barehanded...
A surge of excitement welled up in Sig's heart.
He had once worried that this chainsaw might not fully utilize Li Jing's unparalleled ability to counter barehanded attacks, as this wasn't exactly a traditional sword...
"Li Jing truly is the first swordmaster of the Shang dynasty!"
"Even with a chainsaw, he can showcase remarkable skills and easily achieve the state of unity between man and saw!"
Sig marveled in his heart.
To be fair, wielding the chainsaw didn't feel quite as natural as his usual single-handed longsword, but it wasn't too far off either.
While Sig was inwardly thrilled, the expressions of the others in the dojo began to shift as well.
Even Zoro and Kuina, who were only around ten years old, could clearly feel the change in Sig's aura.
When Sig gripped the chainsaw, his presence became inseparable from it—smooth and harmonious. At last, he exuded the aura of a true swordmaster.
Especially Ivankov, the King of the Okama.
Having witnessed Sig slay the Sea King with a sword firsthand, he was not unfamiliar with this particular aura emanating from Sig now.
Koshiro, as always, smiled with narrowed eyes, but for the first time, he began to regard Sig with seriousness.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that someone could master a weapon like a chainsaw to this degree.
In Koshiro's eyes, this was clearly a mastery of swordsmanship so refined that one could listen to the breath of all things, reaching the level of being able to cut steel.
"Could it be that there truly exists a Chainsaw Style among swordsmanship schools?"
Koshiro found himself questioning this.
While everyone was astonished, Sig, holding the chainsaw, keenly noticed the changes in their expressions.
As a seasoned actor, reading the room and adjusting his performance accordingly was a basic skill.
"Does it matter whether it's a chainsaw or a sword?"
"I've heard of a swordsmanship realm ."
"Where one relies on nothing external, and everything—grass, wood, bamboo, or stone—can serve as a sword. Even holding a single blade of grass, one can split mountains and cleave oceans."
These words sounded like a profound swordsmanship theory, with a faint trace of logic.
Zoro and Kuina were utterly baffled as they listened, while Koshiro seemed lost in thought.
After pondering for a while, however, he couldn't shake a subtle sense of incongruity.
The logic was sound, and it did seem plausible.
But was that really the reason you brought a spiked club and a chainsaw to visit the dojo?
Hearing such lofty words from someone holding a chainsaw... the overall vibe just didn't seem right.
Finally, the utterly confused Zoro still gripped two wooden swords and leaped forward, shouting:
"If you really are a formidable Electric Saw-style swordsman, accept my challenge!"
"Don't underestimate me! In the Isshin Dojo, I've already beaten adults before."
"Zoro, don't be rash..." Koshiro had just started to stop him, but Zoro was already charging at Sig with his wooden swords.
Sig glanced at Zoro, who had already reached him, and reluctantly switched off the electric saw.
Then, with his other hand, he quickly picked up a folding knife and lightly swung it forward.
Clang, clang! Two crisp sounds rang out as Zoro's wooden swords fell to the ground.
Unconsciously, Zoro let go of the wooden swords in his hands and raised both arms high, catching the folding knife above his head.
However, because Zoro was too short, this time it wasn't a half-kneel to catch the blade; he stood there and caught it.
Sig's folding knife was very small and short, allowing him to easily control the blade's extension and retraction.
The moment the folding knife was caught barehanded, Sig immediately deactivated his ability, retracting the blade of the folding knife.
At first glance, the scene appeared as if Sig were affectionately patting Zoro's green head.
After doing all this, Sig casually glanced at Ivankov out of the corner of his eye.
Among everyone present, aside from his own subordinates, Ivankov was the only one who had previously witnessed Sig use his 100% Barehanded Sword Catch ability to subdue a CP0 agent.
This time, Sig specifically used the folding knife and deactivated his ability immediately to avoid being recognized.
The 100% Barehanded Sword Catch wasn't an actively triggered ability. It was more like a bizarre curse. Unless Sig unequipped the character card of Li Jing, he essentially couldn't use a sword against opponents anymore.
Given the current low synchronization level, Sig planned to avoid relying on this ability to prevent others from discovering countermeasures against it.
On Ivankov's massive face, his expression seemed thoughtful. His brows furrowed slightly, as though he was connecting dots but couldn't quite piece it together.
Seeing this, Sig felt slightly relieved.
However, in the next second, he heard an admiring voice from beside him:
"Ah, I just witnessed Boss's Immortal Leap Sword Technique again! Amazing!"
"In an instant, Boss knocked the swords out of that kid's hands and then patted the kid's head... I couldn't even see Boss's movements clearly! He's too strong!"
Without even turning his head, he knew who had uttered this ridiculous commentary. He mentally made a note to settle this later.
However, hearing the bald bandit's added theatrics, Zoro, Kuina, and the others, who had been completely puzzled before, suddenly had a realization.
Zoro dazedly lowered his arms, which had been raised above his head, and looked at the two wooden swords on the ground, falling into deep thought.
"Did all that really happen in just an instant?"
"I didn't even have time to react before my swords were knocked out of my hands?"
"Am I not training hard enough to have lost so quickly?"
Sitting quietly on the side and observing, Koshiro, the dojo master, was also filled with doubt.
He didn't quite believe the bald bandit's exaggerated commentary, but Sig's movements just now were indeed beyond his comprehension.
However, through that brief exchange, Koshiro was able to confirm one thing.
"This swordsman is indeed very strong, far beyond just the realm of cutting steel..."
"Even using such a small folding knife, he can achieve this level of skill. Then, if he uses that wolf-tooth... sword or the electric saw, to what extent could he reach?"
"This kind of swordsman, who can be called a Swordmaster, why would he come to visit a countryside dojo? Could it be that he really intends to use that electric saw to compete with my Ichimonji in a duel?"
Thinking this, Koshiro's smile gradually faded.