I do not own Kenichi in any way!
"Huff, Huff" Kenichi panted as he looked at a tall man with a blade. Who had Jet black Hair and an
all-white katana. "What's wrong that all you got." The man said. "You are History's Strongest
Disciple right?" "Damn, maybe I should have had Shigure make me a sword or something. Heh-Heh."
Kenichi said with half of his chainmail still intact and his body cut and bruised. "Well it doesn't
matter now but man this guy is freaking annoying." "Here goes!" The man roared running towards
Kenichi. Ching! Kenichi blocks the blade with his red armguards. "Now!" Kenichi thought putting
both of his palms on the man's stomach. "Soutenshuu!" The man then skids back with his stomach
smoking. "Come on Shirahama you should know you can't beat the almighty sword master Shanto
by now!" Shanto said. "It doesn't really count if you're only a self-proclaimed master." Kenichi
replied. "Master nonetheless!" Shanto roared. "Don't try to distract me!" "Where are you Miu?"
Kenichi said out loud accidentally. She's in hell!" Shanto roared rushing toward Kenichi with the
katana. Ching! Clang! "Don't you ever say something like that to me!" Kenichi said blocking the
katana with his armguards. Shwup! Kenichi then slips backward. Kenichi then slips backwards.
"Gotcha!" Shanto
yelled jabbing his katana at Kenichi's face. Kenichi's eyes become dull. Fwoosh! The blade fly's right
past Kenichi's face. "Ryusei Seikuken!" Shanto thought. "Mubyoshi!" Kenichi said. Bow! Kenichi then
hits Shanto with a sideways fist right in the stomach "Yamasuki! Kao Loi! Ugyuu Taiho! Kuchiki
Daoshi!" Kenichi exclaimed as Shanto fell to the ground slowly. "How…" Shanto said falling to the
ground. "Looks like you deserve the name History's Strongest Disciple." "What are you dead?"
Kenichi asked. "No you idiot you kinda knocked me out!" Shanto said falling asleep. "See ya
around. Shanto Muruma." Kenichi said walking off.