I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 54 54. Young Master Ian! I want to learn Battoujutsu!

A grand and impactful war, one that could have easily led to the complete annihilation of a once-renowned race within the Hundred Races Alliance.

Was reduced to a single page in the Book of Honor of the Aurora Church, casually flipped over.

Ian didn't make a big deal out of it.

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After all, the Aurora Church maintained a high standard; if even a war they were destined to win required a missionary convention…

Even broadcasting it three times a day, constantly sending people out to boast about how miraculous the war was.

Then the Aurora Church's prestige would be completely lost.

However, just because Ian didn't talk about it didn't mean more detailed, even legendary, versions wouldn't circulate.

As the saying goes, after returning to the city, the erudite scholars of the Winged race would defend the Aurora through discourse.

From the second day the Winged race arrived in Aurora City, people frequently requested them to talk about how the great Pope had won this impossible war.

Later on, even Old Matthew invited Uriel and his people to give a lecture at the Aurora Cathedral.

Firstly, to promote the power of the Aurora Church and strengthen the believers' faith.

Secondly, to help the Winged race integrate into Blackwater City as quickly as possible through this method.

Thirdly…

He himself was also very curious about how twenty people had annihilated tens of thousands of powerful demons; he couldn't get enough of such stories.

As for Ian, he slept soundly for an entire day.

He had indeed been too tired lately.

The development of the Aurora Church was entirely under his control, and every time he wanted to do his own work, unexpected events would occur.

Ian had even stayed up all night the day before going to support the Winged race.

Ian's sleep made Lesya and the others very happy, as they had all clearly seen Ian's recent hard work.

Only Royal suffered, pondering all day and night what Battoujutsu actually meant.

…

Three days after the war ended.

The joy of victory still lingered in the skies above Blackwater City, and countless believers still went to observe the head of the Mind Flayer leader hanging at the city gate every day.

The disposal site of the Mind Flayer corpses outside the city was also crowded with tourists.

However, the situation within the city gradually returned to its usual rhythm.

The citizens of Aurora prayed to the greatness of Aurora first thing every morning.

After that, they went to the Aurora Cathedral for morning readings, and then observed Lesya and the others accelerating the ripening of crops.

They visited the newly built chicken farm and the magical square chickens inside.

Old Matthew still had other work to do: to guide many Aurora believers.

The only difference was that recently, a group of newcomers with wings had joined these activities.

Early morning.

Uriel led the Winged warriors to the Holy See garrison for combat training, while his wife led the elderly, weak, women, and children of the Winged race to engage in construction.

Farmland reclamation, improvement of residences…

From now on, they would basically settle in Blackwater City.

Since the Fourth Anti-Demon War, this was the first time anyone had been willing to accept the Winged race, and it was the benevolent and noble Aurora, and the children of Aurora.

The Winged race cherished this opportunity.

Lesya and the others were also carrying out the work Ian had arranged before, the large-scale construction of Blackwater City.

Taking advantage of the Winged race's joining and the Aurora's invincible reputation established by the great victory.

Lesya and the others took the opportunity to urge the citizens of Blackwater City to tear down the previous buildings.

City walls, residences, streets…

With the help of the Winged race, they were all torn down.

To prepare for the MC world's resource transformation of Blackwater City in the future.

After finishing the morning reading, Hania followed the other believers to fetch water at the city lord's mansion, and then went to the farmland to collect the day's food.

Like the other believers, after piously praising Aurora, Hania ate the instantly ripened crops while lost in thought.

"What are Pope and the others doing… Surely, they must be worrying about the future development of the Aurora Church!"

…

"Hassell!"

Accompanied by an impassioned slogan, the sharp sword aura followed Ian's fleeting figure, sweeping past the armored zombie in front of him.

The next moment, Ian twisted his body in a way that completely defied human physiology, and quickly returned.

The white scabbard in his hand bloomed with knife marks on the armored zombie's body.

Disordered, rough, illogical, but each strike was more brutal than the last.

For a time, the zombie was even chopped into the sky.

At this moment, Ian's eyes narrowed, and he quickly pressed the knife back into its sheath, grasped the hilt with his right palm, and slightly bent over.

In his eyes, the zombie slowly falling from the sky, the shocked expressions on Lesya and the others' faces, the wind blowing across the lake…

Everything in the world slowed down at this moment.

Ian entered bullet time.

When the zombie was about to land, under Royal's shocked gaze, Ian once again displayed the strike that had instantly killed the Mind Flayer leader.

Stepping out, his figure instantly blended into the wind, only the sharp knife aura swept past.

Clang!

When everyone's vision detached from that fierce strike and re-focused on Ian.

The zombie behind him also exploded into a pile of materials.

Ian didn't turn his head, and slowly sheathed his knife.

He leisurely spoke, his tone full of the melancholy of a master.

"Go with the wind, but remember to watch your back…"

Clap!

The katana closed into its scabbard, Ian turned his head, stood with his hands behind his back, facing the sunlight, proudly gazing at everyone.

"This strike is called Swift Draw Iai!"

Markov slammed the table and stood up, his cheeks flushed with excitement.

He raised his hand, made a fist, and gave a thumbs up.

"Young Master Ian! Too awesome!"

…

Hania was currently racking her brains for the future of the Aurora Church; the great Pope, carrying the weight forward for the believers of the Aurora Church.

After waking up from a full day of sleeping in.

He chose to bring Royal and the others into the MC world for the first time, to show off with Battoujutsu.

So to speak…

The essence of the Aurora Church lies in showing off!

"This is Battoujutsu."

Ian smiled and walked back, handing the white scabbard to Royal, who had a face full of longing, and said softly:

"This is a mod in the MC world."

"The so-called Battoujutsu is actually a kind of ultimate assassination swordsmanship."

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"Drawing the sword with thunderous force, the moment of drawing the sword is the moment of deciding life and death."

"However, the Battoujutsu mod is even more magical."

Ian pointed to the white scabbard in Royal's hand.

"This knife is called White Scabbard, and it's not a very powerful Battoujutsu, it doesn't even have its own SA skills, but it still has basic swordsmanship abilities."

"Just like the Swift Draw Iai I just used."

Ian took out a wooden doll and handed it to Lesya.

"For you, it's still difficult to understand the details of Battoujutsu."

"So, I only require you to be able to use it. Battoujutsu will greatly improve your strength and combat skills."

After saying that, Ian beckoned the others to retreat, and took the white scabbard from Royal's hand.

"I said, Battoujutsu is incredibly magical. Even someone like me, who knows nothing about swordsmanship, can instantly transform into a swordsmanship master as long as I take up Battoujutsu."

"However, words are empty, next…"

Ian paused, then decisively said:

"Royal, use all your strength and fight Lesya with a single strike! Lesya, clear your mind, don't think too much, let this wooden doll guide your body."

"Yes!"

The two nodded decisively.

A single strike won't kill you, with the powerful characteristic of the MC world restoring injuries, as long as your head isn't chopped off, there won't be any big problems.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two stood on opposite sides.

Royal held a diamond enchanted sword, and the sharp aura around him spread out layer upon layer.

"Father has become stronger again…"

Markov muttered in a low voice.

Ian stood confidently with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently:

"With a single strike, Lesya won't lose!"

"But…"

"No buts, just watch."

Ian raised his hand and interrupted Markov's words.

On one side was Royal, whose aura was overwhelming and whose sword intent was pure and surging.

On the other side was Lesya, whose sword stance was not even skilled and whose aura was weak.

The gap between the two sides was vast just by looking at their auras.

But when Ian shouted "Start!\

,"Freyne and the others were surprised to find that Lesya's figure, like Ian's before, had blended into the wind…

Clang!

The sound of the sword crying only entered everyone's ears at this time.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of air exploding.

When the wind calmed down, the situation on the field made Markov and the others' pupils shrink suddenly, with shocked expressions on their faces.

The Forbes family's recognized strongest knight, second only to Old Forbes!

Royal, a well-known swordsman in the Principality of Bilka.

At this time, he maintained the posture of drawing his sword, standing stiffly in place, as dazed and shocked as they were, and even a few drops of cold sweat were dripping from his temples.

And Lesya's Battoujutsu wooden doll was resting on his neck.

A trace of blood appeared on Royal's neck, but it healed in the blink of an eye.

But Lesya's expression was not that of a victor at all.

She seemed even more confused than Royal.

Lesya had no idea how this strike had been unleashed.

Ian walked forward, moved the wooden doll from Royal's neck, and then said with a smile:

"How does it feel?"

Royal lowered his head and replied in a deep voice.

"…As fierce and powerful as your previous strike, reaching the pinnacle."

"This is Battoujutsu!"

Ian smiled and raised the wooden doll in his hand.

"No need to learn, as long as you get it in your hands, you can immediately become a top swordsman rare in the world, mastering incredible swordsmanship."

"It is a true artifact that can allow ordinary people to create legends!"

"This is also the confidence of our Aurora Church to loudly proclaim the Eastern Expedition against the Demons!"

"Now, what are your thoughts?"

Royal closed his mouth and stared quietly at the wooden doll in Ian's hand.

After a long, long time, Royal threw the diamond enchanted sword in his hand far away.

His eyes were fixed on Ian with determination.

"Young Master Ian! I want to learn Battoujutsu!"

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