Kaizo_Kanami

Takeda Kurosu was a young man on his deathbed when he was reborn as an undead monster made to each the flesh of the living in a world full of powerful martial artists. 
How will he survive in this cruel new world he was put into?

Reborn As a Jiangshi

Dashing to hide on the roof of the library while also grabbing the elders head and arm I hear the door slam open

Hearing them walk up to the body I calmed my nerves and listened

"Who could have don't this to our great elder!?" One of the 30 mean asked

"We will kill them!" Shouted another

At the persons command nobody spoke

An imposing figure with long black hair and deep blue eyes parted the crowd and arrived at the body

"A blade" he said assuming the clean cut to be that of one

After some moments he looked like he came to a realization with rage

With that declaration the group of warriors all started speaking

"They must have been jealous of us winning out bouts last year" one said

"We may be rivals but to stoop so low as to assasinate an elder!" Another said

"SILENCE" the seemingly sect leader said

"In one weeks time we ride to war, while I send the declaration, sharpen your blades, hone your skills and prepare!"

This was a shocking turn of events

'seems like I cause a war' I said with a grin

Escaping the sect reminding myself to return tomorrow for the rest of the elders body

Reaching a clearing I examined myself

Seeing my once cloak was now just rags barley covering my torso

"I hope souls exist so you can watch as I raise your sect to the ground"

As I finished eating the elders head and arm I felt my qi surge to triple that of what it was.

'What if I went back right now? Could I just destroy them all if I eat his entire corpse' I thought grinning

Pulling myself back together I though more strategicly

'Not yet I have to forgive out how their damn swords bend like that'

After reading the book I had a solid grasp of their weaknesses and strengths

Their sword can look like it bends but it's just an illusion that just changes the trajectory albeit faster then one can think

Even then it's limited in how many times they can do it in one slice

As I read dawn had come and I regained half of my qi

'Let's see if I can copy it with my arm'

Walking up to a tree I started trying to adapt the wave sword redirection art to my crimson mutilation arts

For a day of anyone would go near the vicinity of me training they would only head

*thunk* with a string of curses afterwards

I was breathing very heavily but I kept going

Next time I swung I pushed my ki out one way and like a shockwave it pushed my arm to start swinging another way

'I finally stole your damn arts you damn stingy bastards'

'Wait I forgot to go get the rest of the old gezzers body'

Assumptions