BAKI-DOU: THE INVINCIBLE SAMURAI
As expected, that was an easy victory.
You call that an easy victory after my face had been badly cut up?
Then I'd like to ask you this.
How was Sea King Retsu?
I'd say he was on the level of Sekigahara.
Don't run away! I'm still just a kid.
This kid!
That's right!
I'm a total amateur.
I'm only a 17-year-old kid!
Don't run away.
I'm not going to lose, you idiot.
Come at me, Sekigahara!
On the level of Sekigahara?
Indeed.
Could you go into a bit more detail?
Up and down, front and back, left and right.
You can't let your guard down for even a moment.
Swords, spears, arrows, naginata, even guns.
You never know what or who might come flying at you.
That's interesting in its own way, though.
That's what Sekigahara was like for me back then.
So, well...
You're saying Sea King Retsu was formidable.
Is that what you're saying?
I fell for him.
Come again?
He gripped the blade cutting into his fist.
The gripping strength that I felt through his hands was extraordinary.
I fell for his discipline, his creative leaps, and his boldness.
And at the same time, I feared him.
Thank you, Musashi.
Retsu is now relieved. And so am I.
That's the reality. It can't be helped.
Musashi,
how does he compare to that genius swordsman, something Sasaki?
Would Retsu hold up against the great swordsman Musashi's rival?
What do you say, Musashi?
That genius swordsman, Kojiro Sasaki, and Sea King Retsu.
Which one is stronger?
What an honor.
He's comparing them!
That genius swordsman Kojiro Sasaki and our Fist Hero Sea King Retsu!
Sword master versus fist master. What's your answer?
Which one is it?
It's Funashima!
- What? - Isn't that right?
Funa...
You're talking about that Sasaki guy I faced at Funashima.
It seems you forgot.
No, what are you talking about? I remembered.
How casual.
If I remember correctly, his style was called...
Ganryu...
Hold on.
Wasn't Kojiro Sasaki your destined rival?
Rival?
Wasn't Ganryu Kojiro Sasaki your greatest opponent?
No, he was pretty ordinary.
Ordinary? You...
It's not that he was especially weak,
but he wasn't particularly...
So what about Sea King Retsu? Was he ordinary?
His power is comparable to a major battle. He couldn't have been ordinary.
To begin with, all three you introduced me to weren't ordinary.
They would've made a decent name for themselves even in the Sengoku period.
Decent, you say?
Bring the next one.
You want to go again already?
I don't mind doing it every day.
MOTOBE-RYU JUJUTSU
Since the dojo is open to anyone, regardless of age or gender,
there's no reason to refuse entry.
But why would you want to learn an ancient martial art these days?
You're being mean, Motobe.
The reason I came to visit you now is
because I want to experience history.
And it's good for my health, or something like that?
Can't do that.
What? You can't?
I should've stopped him, even if I had to pull a gun.
I couldn't protect Sea King Retsu.
It's impossible for you guys.
No matter what you do.
I'll protect you from that monster Musashi.
Who? Who are you going to protect, Motobe?
You modern fighters don't understand a thing.
Motobe.
I'm asking who exactly you're going to protect
with that body and those techniques.
Are you saying, "Don't mess with me"?
"What does this weak old man think he's talking about?"
"I'm the great Baki Hanma."
"Don't underestimate me."
That's pretty much what it is, right?
Not quite, but that's fine.
Whoever it is, I won't allow it.
I won't let anyone protect me.
Did you see that, Baki?
The strength of Musashi Miyamoto, the greatest swordsman in martial history.
He sliced our proud Fist Hero Sea King Retsu in half with a single blow.
You seem pretty happy.
Sea King Retsu's death.
That itself is something to be mourned. There's no doubt about that.
However, Baki, I'm a martial artist.
Is that wrong?
I'd be happy to witness the destination of my path.
I'd like you to allow me that.
But unfortunately,
we haven't seen Musashi Miyamoto at full strength yet.
That's some high praise.
He dominated Sea King Retsu, and yet he wasn't at full strength?
He probably wanted to experience as many modern combat techniques as possible.
So you're saying he didn't even struggle?
Retsu was a capable fighter, but he could never catch him off guard.
That's exactly why.
I have a duty to protect you all.
Motobe.
Which part is supposed to be "that's exactly why?"
I see. How good is Baki Hanma bare-handed?
A perfect 100 out of 100.
No, maybe even 120.
Meanwhile, how good are Izo Motobe's unarmed combat skills?
Sixty? Seventy?
No matter how generously you grade it, it won't go past 80.
However,
when it comes to swords, spears, staffs, sickles, ropes, and even ninja techniques,
if you add them all up, it easily tops 300.
Use everything you've got.
I'll show you how badly you miscalculated.
So my calculations were correct?
All-around martial arts. I was ready for that.
But a smoke bomb?
You reached out to me this morning.
I predicted this turn of events back then.
So I prepared this.
It's a ninja smoke bomb.
I made it.
I made a ball out of unglazed pottery and put special gunpowder inside.
It wasn't a miscalculation.
This is strategy.
This is also combat.
And Musashi Miyamoto's style also includes this.
That means I was killed.
I'm not sure about that.
At least I had no intention of killing you.
If I had, your reaction would've been different.
Would it have been different?
Don't worry about it.
You modern fighters aren't used to this kind of thing.
This may be humiliating, but that's a fact.
I'm the only one expert at this style.
Not Baki Hanma.
Not Yujiro Hanma.
Not Goki Shibukawa.
It's only me, Izo Motobe.
Not even Yujiro Hanma?
This fight is my responsibility.
What kind of act is this, Superintendent General Utsumi?
I deeply apologize, Noble Elder.
We have a warrant issued on suspicion of murder.
We need to detain him, at least formally.
Murder?
We have witnesses.
Several of them.
I saw it. With my own eyes, clearly.
Yes, it was a Japanese sword. One clean cut.
That was a public murder.
I mean, I'm still not sure
what it was that I saw that day.
Whether it was a tasteless fight to the death
or a noble contest between men.
It was a demonstration.
A model demonstration using a sword.
It was just the result of a mistake.
Noble Elder.
I swear I won't let this go badly for you. Please let me, Utsumi, handle this.
This iron is so weak.
No need to worry, Tokugawa. I'll be back soon.
Okay!
This is part of learning.
What's the matter, everyone?
In 1921, the Omoto Incident broke out.
The Kyoto Police at the time
encountered a problem arresting sect leader Onisaburo Deguchi.
It was a martial artist who was one of Deguchi's close aides.
It was the founder of Aikido, Morihei Ueshiba.
At that time, the police were being trained by Ueshiba.
They knew of his divine power from their own experience.
As a result, the Kyoto Police devised an unusual, almost bizarre plan.
First, they'd surround Ueshiba with fire trucks.
Then they'd spray water.
Then they'd throw a net over him.
They'd have long poles ready,
strike all at once,
and then arrest him.
The author heard this story about 30 years ago repeatedly
from Gozo Shioda, who was a direct disciple of Morihei Ueshiba.
Since Ueshiba went into hiding, the plan was never carried out.
A master martial artist could make even the authorities tremble.
What's wrong, everyone?
You may step back!
Wait!
Utsumi, or whatever you are.
With only this much force,
do you think you can hold down Musashi Miyamoto?
No.
Focus!
What a pathetic excuse for warriors.
Miyamoto, you might find this surprising,
but we have no intention of charging you.
Would you consider making a deal with us?
Rather than a deal...
Could you drive just a little slower?
Four-time All-Japan Kendo Champion, Takejo Miwa, 7th dan, 38 years old.
Rank: Sergeant.
Miwa, were you by any chance smiling just now?
Did it look like I was?
Yes, you somehow looked happy from behind.
Can you believe it? It's Musashi Miyamoto.
And he'll fight me on the condition of being released.
Do you believe he's the genuine one?
All the police officers who met him say the same thing.
That he's the genuine one.
And that's coming from staff with general education.
It's nothing but a surprise.
It is a surprise, but you can also look at it this way.
They're police officers, so they train their bodies more than average.
A samurai from 400 years ago revived in the present day.
Even if they try to dismiss it as impossible,
their bodies won't allow it.
Their bodies have realized it's Musashi.
In the end, I won't believe it until I see him.
I might get an answer.
Is kendo just a mock sword fight
or is it an evolved form of swordsmanship?
Your answer is, of course...
The latter.
Looks like we're all set.
Superintendent General!
The paperwork took a lot of time as usual.
This is technically a case-related custody, after all.
So, this is the man. The famous Musashi Miyamoto.
I'd like to hear your honest opinion
as the All-Japan Champion.
How should I put this? Well...
Should I call it fighting aura?
Like, I didn't expect it to be this direct.
Begin!
This is...
This is what I wanted to see.
A serious match with modern kendo shinai!
The lightness of weapons has brought in
a leap in speed!
We kendo practitioners...
will surpass the sword master.
The offense and defense of kendo at mid-range.
Their speed far surpasses the dynamic vision of the viewer.
He's an amateur.
The aura he gives off is worthy of the legendary swordsman Musashi Miyamoto.
But the man in front of me is an amateur with a shinai.
Who's faster?
This isn't a slow world where you swing around a two-kilogram lump of iron.
This is a world that competes in hundredths of a second.
Ultra-high speed achieved through maximum lightness.
Look, the aura he had just a moment ago is completely gone.
What?
Well...
What?
Wait, what?
Wait...
Subtitle translation by: Wataru Uno