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Chapter 172: Swordsman's Life and Death Battle

Onikiri? No!

Kojiro Sasaki gently placed the scabbard in his hand at his side.

It seemed that he had retracted the sword, but Miyamoto Musashi knew Sasaki Kojiro's background very well.

What the opponent is best at is the sword-drawing slash with extremely terrifying speed and power!
Therefore, this seemingly retracted knife action actually conceals murderous intent, and a shocking blow may erupt at any time.

Kojiro Sasaki slowly moved his right hand to the hilt of the knife, and his fingers gently stroked every inch of the hilt from bottom to top.

As his palm fit tightly against the hilt of the knife, he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Miyamoto Musashi stared at the opponent's posture, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

He knew that Sasaki Kojiro closed his eyes not to despise him, but to make final preparations before attacking.

"In that case, there is no point in continuing to hide it!"

Sasaki Kojiro's voice echoed all around.

"Shinmen Musashi, given your current physical condition, do you still want to duel with me?"

Before he finished speaking, an unprecedented aura suddenly emerged around Sasaki Kojiro's body.

This momentum caused his bangs and the ponytail behind him to flutter upwards.

The gravel on the ground seemed to break the law of gravity, slowly floating upwards and surrounding him.

It's amazing to see with the naked eye!
"You have to know that I now have the body of a monster. My original physical deficiencies have been made up. The strong body is integrated with my understanding of swordsmanship. I have reached an unprecedented level!"

Suddenly, Sasaki Kojiro's eyes opened wide, as if two bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, and countless air currents surged out in all directions.

Miyamoto Musashi only felt a burst of air flow like a sharp blade passing through the side of his cheek, leaving a tiny crack, and trickles of blood oozed out.

However, he didn't care and still held the hilt tightly, maintaining a defensive posture.

Immediately afterwards, the wounds on Miyamoto Musashi's face began to heal at an astonishing speed.

"Oh, I see. You too..." Sasaki Kojiro showed a look of sudden enlightenment. "That's right. This kind of duel is more interesting!"

"Otherwise, if I were to unilaterally use the advantages of my reincarnation to defeat you, that would be too unfair."

"The final battle on Ganliu Island! It's time for me to turn the tables and avenge my previous defeat!"

As Kojiro Sasaki looked at the changes in Miyamoto Musashi's body, a strong desire to fight finally appeared on his face.

"Lord Sasaki! Before we fight, can you answer a question for me? How did you reincarnate as a youkai? I'm a little curious."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the Extraordinary Countermeasures Bureau pricked up their ears at the same time, afraid of missing any of the next words.

Colonel Basa also temporarily put aside his confrontation with Minister Miki and stared at the screen intently, his eyes revealing endless desire.

After all, they are extremely interested in the secret of Sasaki Kojiro's reincarnation!
Before this, the opportunity for eternal life had appeared before everyone twice, once from the mysterious gods, and the other time from the legendary Penglai elixir.

However, both of these methods are like clouds in the sky, too far away from us and out of reach.

However, demon reincarnation is different!

Although its effect on longevity may not be outstanding, it is better than nothing!
At this moment, a crisp sound of footsteps falling from the air was suddenly heard at the scene, breaking the original silence.

The photographer in the sky quickly turned the camera to the side, and what came into view was a young man holding a long knife!
"We're finally here, Ryuji!"

When he saw the person coming, Minister Miki's eyes finally showed a hint of relief.

Earlier, the moment Sasaki Kojiro appeared, Miyamoto Musashi rushed to the scene in a fighter plane.

Gao Banlongji chose to bring him out as a helping hand when the military's ammunition deployment was fruitless and they were helpless in the face of the great mage.

Therefore, the two of them arrived at the scene one after the other.

……

On the way, Takaoka Ryuji always listened attentively to the explanation of the on-site situation. After landing, he quickly understood the situation on the scene.

He looked at the two people who were confronting each other with knives below, and his heart was filled with indescribable excitement.

"Is this the legendary Miyamoto Musashi and Sasaki Kojiro?!"

After a long period of intensive study, he is no longer the beginner who uses the sword like a stick.

However, it was his practice of kendo that made him more deeply aware of the huge gap between himself and these two swordsmen.

He stared at the two people confronting each other below, and his body leaned forward involuntarily, eager to see the situation on the scene more closely.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and he saw red lines surrounding him.

The red line seemed to form a terrifying spider, with its compound eyes staring at him.

The murderous intent in his eyes made Takashi Ryuji shudder.

He had a premonition.

[If I take one more step forward, I might be killed here]

He couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end, and he moved his body slightly back to keep a safe distance.

【monster! 】

"Ryuji, what's wrong with you?"

Minister Miki's anxious voice came from the headphones, instantly awakening Takasaka Ryuji's dormant vigilance.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously placed his hand on Tianyu Yuzhan, as if it was the only support he could find.

Whoosh!

A cool winter breeze blew quietly, making Gao Ban Longji's back, which was already soaked with sweat, feel a little cool, and his spirit was also shaken.

Could it be...?
He stared down, and Sasaki Kojiro's slightly hostile gaze made him suddenly realize.

[Do you think I will interrupt their fight? ]

Gao Banlongji's eyes fixed, and then he slowly placed the Tianyu Yuzhan in his hand on the ground to clearly indicate that he had no intention of disturbing him.

Then he bowed deeply to the two of them.

……

Sasaki Kojiro also withdrew his gaze from the side and focused on Miyamoto Musashi again, and slowly said: "It seems that the little fellow who interrupted our fight is quite sensible."

"Want to know? I'll tell you if you win!"

Looking at the smile gradually emerging on Miyamoto Musashi's face, Sasaki Kojiro tilted his head slightly, then looked directly at the other person, with a smile also appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"What about you? Why did you come here? After witnessing my combat performance and your cunning fighting style, I believe you must be fully confident to show up here, right?"

Recalling the previous duel on Ganliu Island, Miyamoto Musashi's various strategies seemed to be vivid in his mind.

First, he slowly calculated the time on the boat, deliberately delayed, and used the "outlasting the old man" tactic to weaken Kojiro Sasaki's concentration.

Secondly, considering that the knife used by Sasaki Kojiro was a weapon of far greater length than normal, in order to gain the advantage of "an inch longer, an inch stronger", Miyamoto Musashi sharpened the oars on the ship into longer wooden swords to gain the upper hand.

In terms of the environment, since the duel was held on the beach, Miyamoto Musashi chose to duel at high tide.

The flow of sea water is used to further weaken Kojiro's proud movement speed. At the same time, the backlight is used to use the sunlight to interfere with Sasaki Kojiro's vision during the battle.

In the duel on Ganryu Island, Miyamoto Musashi almost used tactics to the extreme. When later generations evaluated Miyamoto Musashi, they called him not only a swordsman but also a military strategist.

Therefore, Kojiro Sasaki pointed it out without hesitation.

However, Miyamoto Musashi slowly shook his head, and his eyes became more serious than ever before.

"I rushed here as soon as I saw you. I didn't pay attention to any of your actions on the flying carriage."

"Interesting, don't you plan to continue being a military strategist?"

Sasaki Kojiro asked with a hint of sarcasm.

Miyamoto Musashi did not answer directly. Instead, he slowly stretched his hand upwards and tapped his temple lightly with a finger, as if he was thinking about something.

"Do you know why I challenged you to a duel?"

To this, Sasaki Kojiro scoffed and quickly replied: "For fame, isn't it?"

"Yes, for fame and fortune." Miyamoto Musashi admitted frankly, "After I came to the modern era, I got the pinnacle of fame and fortune that I had never experienced in my life."

Finally, Miyamoto Musashi seemed to be joking and continued, "Do you know? A week ago, I could even summon the emperor and send him away at will!"

Kojiro Sasaki discovered that Miyamoto Musashi didn't seem to be ready to fight right away, so he slowly moved his hand down from the hilt of the sword, clasped his hands together, and used his long sleeves to cover them, looking leisurely.

"Really? That's really impressive! To be able to reach such a level of power, it's already surpassing the daimyo! You should be very satisfied, right?"

"No!" Miyamoto Musashi replied sternly, "After I got them, I realized that all these fame and fortune were just floating clouds in front of me. Using tactics to defeat you is the first step for me to embark on the road of pursuing fame and fortune."

"Now, I want to return to my original pure pursuit of the way of the sword! The battle between you and me is the starting point of the way of desire, but now, I want to put an end to it here!"

"Therefore, now I only want to do one thing! That is to defeat you fairly here!"

Miyamoto Musashi's words revealed determination, and his leopard eyes shrank slightly as he locked onto Sasaki Kojiro.

With a snap, Miyamoto Musashi stretched his legs forward and stabbed them firmly into the ground. Then he lowered his center of gravity and placed his hands on the two swords, taking a fighting stance.

"Interesting!" Sasaki Kojiro's slightly silent eyes opened again, filled with an unprecedented strong fighting spirit!
He seemed to be inspired by Miyamoto Musashi's words, and once again placed his hand on the scabbard as before.

...Takasaka Ryuji stood on the rooftop nearby, quietly observing the two people who were ready to take action.

Suddenly, a cool winter breeze blew past again, bringing with it a biting chill.

On a dead tree not far away, a leaf slowly fell, as if foreshadowing something.

Three meters!

one meter!
Half a meter!

The moment the leaves fell to the ground, alarm bells rang in Takasaka Ryuji's heart.

【here we go! 】

Click! ! !
With the sound of the scabbard being raised, the next second, with Sasaki Kojiro as the center, countless knife marks crisscrossed and intertwined, like a huge net, and instantly advanced forward!
The moment the countless knife marks touched the ground, with a "whoosh" sound, the hard concrete road was directly cut away to a depth of three meters.

The remaining walls of the buildings on both sides of the road, like pedestrians near a high-speed train, were unable to withstand the strong airflow brought about by the sword storm.

Countless tiles were blown off the wall in an instant, and caught in the air flow, making a creaking sound.

Bang!

The next moment, dense cracks appeared on the building, and then it collapsed in the direction of the airflow.

As the Blade Storm plundered everything forward, it carried with it a large amount of debris, attacking forward like a violent dragon.

Gao Ban Longji stared intently at the violent movement coming from below. He could feel countless red lines in the air constantly interweaving and advancing forward like spirals, as if to swallow up everything.

This attack was beyond his imagination.

[Is this the legendary Sasaki Kojiro? He can swing so many slashes in such a short time! ! ! ]

[Hundreds or thousands?]

[How is this done? ! ! ]

Imagine if you were facing this move, Takashi Ryuji would instantly interrupt these negative thoughts.

[Even if I can use the transparent world to detect the blade storm...]

Gao Banlongji's face looked heavy.

[If it were me, I would probably be so impressed by this move after just meeting him for the first time...]

[Miyamoto Musashi probably...]

【What! ! ! 】

Zizizi!
However, the next second, accompanied by countless tearing and friction sounds, a horrifying slash emerged in the smoke and dust!
Buzz! ! !

Followed by the sound of air exploding.

A little bit of breaking!
The sword storm that Sasaki Kojiro had swung out a second ago was actually torn apart by the slash!
The bricks and tiles that were flying halfway in the air suddenly encountered strong resistance and their speed dropped sharply.

Wow!
A large number of bricks and tiles were suspended in the air under the airflow on both sides, constantly colliding and making noises like the clinking of mahjong tiles.

Bang bang bang!
Countless bricks and tiles could not withstand the huge pressure in the air, and instantly turned into countless powders one after another and scattered to the ground!

Kojiro Sasaki felt that the "greeting gift" had been dissolved and his expression became calm.

“That’s what makes it fun!”

Then he bent down, like a cheetah ready to launch a fatal attack.

boom!
The next second, the ground where Sasaki Kojiro was standing sank instantly due to his strong stomping force, as if it was crushed by an invisible force.

A visible shock wave instantly burst out in the air, which was the sonic boom caused by his intense explosive speed.

Then, the ground suddenly cracked apart, and a spider web dozens of meters long was formed in an instant!

Kojiro Sasaki felt his body moving at a speed he had never experienced before, and it felt as if the whole world was being pulled backwards.

【This is the power that adult brought me! 】

Kojiro Sasaki put his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes became extremely sharp, as if he had detected the location of Miyamoto Musashi through the smoke and dust.

【Succeeded! 】

He recited to himself, preparing to launch a fatal attack.

However, in the next second, Kojiro Sasaki suddenly felt a faint "film" burst out from the front and swept around.

……

Thousands of meters above the sky.

Misaka Yana, who was riding in the palm of the White Dragon, was watching the rock giant being slowly consumed by the water tornado controlled by the White Dragon.

"It feels like this guy doesn't have much time..."

"..."

Suddenly, Misaka Yana's body trembled, and she felt a chill as if everything was seen through.

as well as……

It feels like my neck is going to be chopped off at any moment!
Subconsciously, he put his hand on the slender white neck.

"call!"

[It’s okay! It must be an illusion. My head is still on my neck.]

"wrong!!!"

Misaka Yana, who realized it belatedly, looked at the direction of Kyoto Tower below in horror!

【What was that just now? ! ! 】

……

Gao Banlongji, who was at the front, suddenly went limp, as if all his strength had been drained away.

His eyes became dull and his body became as stiff as a corpse. Time and space seemed to have lost their meaning at this moment. He fell into an indescribable situation.

He was no longer able to sense his own existence, as if his soul had been taken away, leaving only an empty shell.

call!
I don’t know how much time has passed, maybe just a moment, or maybe eternity.

Ryuji Takasaka gradually regained consciousness. He touched his neck in a trance and turned his eyes downward. He didn't know when Sasaki Kojiro had returned to his original place.

The only difference from before was the horrific slash wound from Sasaki Kojiro's chest that slid all the way down to his abdomen, which was shocking to the eye.

"This is?"

The familiar feeling instantly reminded Ryuji Takasaka of the previous battle in front of the museum.

He looked at the figure of Miyamoto Musashi slowly emerging from the smoke and dust, and muttered to himself unconsciously.

"Spirit Slash!"

“It’s totally not on the same level as the one in front of the museum!”

……

Kojiro Sasaki stared at Miyamoto Musashi who emerged from the smoke and dust, and stuffed his intestines back into his abdomen.

Then he slowly stroked his hand across his abdomen.

Like a medical miracle, the wound has disappeared!

[No! Not disappearing! ]

Ryuji Takasaka, who had sharp eyes, saw through Kojiro Sasaki's current state.

I noticed it myself!