You Are Truly Ugly

"Niten Ichi-ryū. Please enlighten me." Musashi gripped his swords tightly with both hands, his feet shifting apart and together. Though his body looked old, he stood firm and unmoving, adjusting his breathing and gaze. The boiling battle intent in his eyes gradually settled and gathered as he said in a deep voice, "Tsukimiri Yun Chuan." This was the first time he had addressed Yun Chuan by his full name. It represented his respect for a swordsman.