Samurai Conference, a grand event that happens once every three years.

Of course, this grand event is only for Samurai.

In this Shinobi World, the Samurai is undoubtedly the weaker side.

The Samurai Conference is to discover and train outstanding Samurai.

No matter what kind of country it is, it will need an inheritor.

The Land of Iron, Leader's House.

"Mifune-sama, preparations for the Samurai Conference are almost complete." Said a middle-aged man wearing Samurai's armor as he was half kneeling on the ground.

Hearing his words, Mifune put down the brush in his hand, stood up, and said, "Thanks for your hard work, Osuke."

"It's not hard to do this kind of things, after all, it is for the Land of Iron."

"Haha, Osuke, what do you think of the current Land of Iron?"

Mifune said with his hands on his back, as he was facing the door, looking at the scenery outside with a meaningful expression.

Osuke did not think much, and said directly: "The Land of Iron is very good right now."

"Haha, Osuke, you can't forget the crisis behind it just because of the beauty in front of you. The Land of Iron is neutral, but it also needs the ability to protect itself. You should know that the Land of Iron right now has fallen into a situation where it has no connection. In the long run, I am afraid this place will not be so peaceful."

"This..."

Osuke didn't know what to say for a while. But the current Land of Iron is indeed not as good as before.

"This time at the Samurai Conference, I hope I can see more capable young people. Otherwise, when I am old, who will support the Land of Iron?" Mifune said with complicated emotion.

He doesn't know why, but Mifune suddenly remembered the silver-white haired boy who he had met six years ago.

He had that level of sword skill at such a young age. Mifune doesn't know how he is now.

"Mifune-sama, please rest assured. God will bless our Land of Iron."

"I hope so. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Osuke, is the ore for the Conference ready?"

"It's ready, Mifune-sama. This time, the ore is called Star Iron. If it is used to make a sword, it will definitely become a famous sword!"

"Star Iron?"

Mifune was slightly surprised. After all, this kind of ore was rare.

For the Samurai, the sword is their most important partner, so the importance of a good sword is self-evident.

In addition to the famous sword, a lot of Samurai will choose to re-cast their previous sword.

Witnessing the process of forming a sword is also a practice for the Samurai.

It is like Mifune's sword, Kurosawa, who has been Mifune's partner for many years.

"This kind of prize is indeed enough. Let's see now, who will become the final winner."

"Yes, Mifune-sama!"

On the other side, Tetsuken got excited when he heard that Kakashi had promised to participate in the Samurai Conference.

"So, you agreed?"

Kakashi nodded and said: "Well, since I have met with this kind of event, it is natural for me to join in the fun."

"Good! Then I will take you to sign up!"

Tetsuken said as he was about to pull Kakashi away. But Kakashi pulled his hand and broke away from Tetsuken. He then said, "No hurry, wait until I have eaten first."

Seeing Kakashi broke away so easily, Tetsuken was slightly surprised, and his desire for fighting Kakashi became more intense.

Such an opponent is worth the trip to the Land of Iron!

At this moment, the waiter had arrived with the dishes.

Simple fried saury, rice and miso soup, but it looks delicious.

Upon seeing this, Tetsuken couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his stomach starts to growl.

Kakashi's eyes turned eyes as he smiled, and then Kakashi said: "Tetsuken, let's eat together."

"No need, I am not hungry."

Seeing Tetsuken's embarrassed look, how could Kakashi not know his thoughts?

'It looks like this guy has no money.'

Kakashi also understood a little bit why this guy kept saying that he wants to duel against Kakashi.

'I am afraid it's not just because of my strength.'

According to the rules of the Samurai, the party that loses the duel must agree to a condition from the winner.

Therefore, the purpose of this guy is very obvious.

Kakashi doesn't care either, after all, this guy looks like a good person.

"Sir, give the same one to the brother in front of you. I will pay for it."

"Okay."

"I said no."

Although Tetsuken wanted it very much in his heart, he still didn't want to be honest. In his opinion, this is really important to his dignity as a Samurai.

"You don't need to be polite. It's the first time we met, you can say it was to commemorate it."

"Since you say so, then I won't be polite."

Hearing Kakashi's reason, Tetsuken didn't reject his hospitality anymore.

Tetsuken had been hungry for a few days, otherwise he wouldn't want to win a lunch through a duel.

But Tetsuken is also a principled person. He didn't try to duel the Samurai that looks weak.

So he searched for a long time and finally found Kakashi.

But he didn't expect that Kakashi didn't want to have a duel at all, which made Tetsuken's plan fall through.

Fortunately, he got what he wanted in the end.

"Ah! I'm full. Thank you for the meal!"

Tetsuken patted his bulging belly and said contentedly.

Kakashi looks at the dozen of empty bowls in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless. 'This guy really can eat.'

After paying the bill, Tetsuken takes Kakashi to the registration office to register for the competition.

The registration time is three days in total, and today is the second day, so there are not many people registering right now.

After all, most people are already registered on the first day.

So Kakashi didn't wait long before it was his turn.

"Name."

"Sakata Gintoki."

"Age."

"20."

"Well, this is your number plate for the competition. Just come over and report at 8 o'clock the day after tomorrow."

Kakashi looked at the wooden plate on his hand. Directly above it is written Z group, number six.

Tetsuken took a look and said: "You are in Z group. It seems that we can't meet in the preliminary round. I'm in C group."

The number of applicants for the Samurai Conference is very large, so a preliminary round will be held first.

There are a total of twenty-six divisions in the preliminary round, and twenty-six winners will be determined to participate in the semi-finals.

In the end, the remaining thirteen people will fought a decisive battle on the Iron Plaza.

"So, see you in the competition."

"Of course, you must not lose in the preliminary round."

"Don't worry."

Even without Ninjutsu, Kakashi has absolute confidence to enter the finals.

After all, Kakashi has never relaxed his practice on swordsmanship.

Just as Kakashi wanted to leave, a huge black stone pillar next to the registration office caught his attention.

Tetsuken followed Kakashi's gaze and said, "That's samurai stone pillar, which was engraved with the names of all the winners of the Samurai Conference. My goal is to engrave my name on it!"

Tetsuken couldn't help clenching his fists as he said, his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

Kakashi ignored it, but walked to the stone pillar and touched it lightly with his right hand.

On it, there is a name he is familiar with.

Hatake Sakumo.

'Tou-san, did you also attend the Samurai Conference back then?'