Ke Xue: He mastered the steel-cutting divine skill at the start.

In a flash, Makino Harukawa made a decision: since she couldn't shake him off, she had no choice but to attack his main body first.

He followed up with an elbow strike, but the force was cut off as soon as the elbow strike was launched.

Just like Jeet Kune Do, it intercepts midway, dissolving all the force exertion before it can be done!

But at this very moment, the most bizarre scene unfolded!

The sword that was originally entangled with the opponent's blade suddenly turned around, broke free of the entanglement, and drew an arc in the air before landing in front of Makino Harukawa's neck.

Then, with a sharp clang, it wrapped around his neck, perfectly blocking Nishino Tokiyuki's sword!

After this scene ended, Miyazaki Yu did not continue to attack. Instead, he took a step back and left the battle.

Makino Harukawa froze on the spot, her gaze blank.

It took him a while to recover. If the battle had been a real fight, he would be dead by now.

"What's going on? Why is the sword, which has already broken free of my control, still attacking me as if it has a spirit? This is impossible. Even if you have mastered internal energy and cultivated it to a very high level, you still couldn't do this."

He couldn't help but reach up and touch his neck, his face showing an incredulous expression.

At this moment, the others also realized what this scene truly represented.

This is almost equivalent to the legendary sword flight, but how is that possible?

Especially Conan, who was standing at the very back. He didn't understand kendo, but he watched with great interest. As a well-mannered detective, he had once wanted to learn a martial art to protect himself, but later found that he had no talent for it.

He had no choice but to learn to play soccer, but he didn't play ordinary soccer; he played killer soccer, kicking people's faces. Like Ai Haibara, who was nearly disfigured after being kicked by this kid.

"What on earth is going on? Controlling a sword remotely to move freely—this is terrifying! If Miyazaki Yu were to use this method to kill someone, who could stop him? And he wouldn't leave any evidence!"

He suddenly gasped, remembering the case that had troubled him and Hattori Heiji.

The whole case was shrouded in an unsettling atmosphere, as if some supernatural force was at play, and many things remained inexplicable.

However, if a master like Miyazaki Yu were to take action, then everything would be different.

This idea startled him.

"No, no, I can't think like that. Apart from kidnapping Ran, this guy has been helping the police solve cases for Uncle Mori and has saved our lives many times. It would be heartless to doubt him."

His heart started pounding wildly.

He dared not think any further. If this conjecture was correct, then it would be truly terrifying, because no one could stop Miyazaki Yu anymore.

The other party's intelligence was almost equal to his, and he possessed combat power beyond that of ordinary people. It was virtually impossible to get him to confess his crimes.

It could even lead to something far more terrible!

Many criminals are cautious before they are exposed, but once they are exposed and their cover is removed, they become enraged.

Ironically, the police can stop those people when they are enraged, but no one can stop such a powerful figure when he is enraged. Instead, it will unleash a tiger from its cage and turn him into a veritable killing machine.

These were all fleeting thoughts in Conan's mind. He had already made such a deduction in his subconscious, but he dared not think about it any further.

"Hahaha, I never expected that after me, there would be a young man who could master sword intent. In particular, I never expected that a sword master would have such powerful mental strength. If it weren't for your strong swordsmanship, I would have almost thought that you were a mental ability user."

"Excellent! You've already grasped the essence of swordsmanship, and with your powerful mental energy synchronized, you can actually control a sword. This has truly broadened my horizons."

Everyone was startled; the voice was extremely ethereal.

When I first listened, the sound seemed quite far away, but the further I listened, the closer it got. Moreover, the sounds seemed to penetrate directly into my ears, as if the speaker was right next to me.

This strange feeling instantly surprised everyone.

At that moment, Makino Harukawa and Nishino Tokiki both showed joy upon hearing the sound and hurriedly looked in one direction.

"It's the president! You actually came out of seclusion! That's truly amazing!"

Only then, following their gaze, did they see the person who had arrived.

The newcomer was an elderly man dressed in a white robe. His hair was completely white, and his face was deeply wrinkled, but his cheeks were rosy. His eyes, in particular, were clear and bright, without any trace of the cloudiness of old age, giving people a sense of great wisdom at first glance.

Moreover, the old man had an upright posture and wore a white robe that was neatly made without a single wrinkle, clearly indicating that he was a very meticulous and upright old man.

What is most eye-catching is the sword at his waist. The entire scabbard and hilt are red, and the scabbard is inlaid with many light blue gemstones. The hilt is simply made of red jade, which looks crystal clear and dazzling.

This contrasts sharply with the old man's overall refined and elegant demeanor.

It's like an old man wearing a red belt around his waist; it always feels a bit out of place.

However, the old man didn't seem to care and continued to approach with a smile.

He appeared to move slowly, but in reality, his speed was astonishing. He could move swiftly without even touching the ground, demonstrating the old man's formidable strength.

"Haha, I am very happy to have emerged from seclusion this time. I originally thought that after your generation, the Sword Master Society would gradually die out, but I did not expect to hear good news as soon as I came out of seclusion."

At this moment, the old man's gaze finally fell on Miyazaki Yu.

"I am Kawakami Gensai, the leader of the Sword Masters Association. You must be Miyazaki Yu?"

At this moment, Miyazaki Yu was also greatly surprised.

Since joining the Sword Masters Guild, he actually held it in contempt, which was partly why he hadn't bothered to read the classic texts left by the sword masters of the past.

But when he saw the old man, he was suddenly startled, and every pore on his body trembled instantly. This old man actually made him feel a sense of crisis!

Since reaching a state of complete internal and external harmony, no one in the Sword Masters Guild has posed the slightest threat to him.

Even the leader of that mysterious organization, the guy in armor, who was the most troublesome opponent he had ever encountered, was no longer a threat to him now that he had improved.

But this feeling proves one thing: this seemingly smiling old man is a super strong person who has surpassed them!

When the two men uttered the word "chairman," he also learned their identities.

It was none other than the president of the Sword Saint Association, and the greatest asset that allowed the Sword Saint Association to stand out from the rest of Japan—Kawakami Gensai!

Chapter 290 The Power of the Sword Saint

"Junior Miyazaki Yu greets the Chairman!"

The old man smiled and waved his hand.

"Haha, no need for formalities. I'm just an ordinary old man, no need for such formalities."

Even as he said this, he walked directly to Miyazaki Yu's side, scrutinizing him from head to toe, his face growing increasingly satisfied.

"It's unbelievable that you can sculpt your body to such an extent, and you seem to be able to imitate the physique of other creatures. When you were fighting Makino and Nishino just now, you didn't seem like a human to me, but more like a big cat. It's really interesting."

Then he burst into laughter.

Miyazaki Yu was deeply shocked. Just now, the old man was observing him, and he was also observing the old man.

If his own aura was a ball of flame, then this old man was a gentle breeze.

His aura was faint, yet it was like a strange dough wrapped around steel, and the aura emanating from his entire body was exceptionally pure.

That's right, it's pure, that's the deepest feeling this old man gave Miyazaki Yu.

The other party stood there calmly, showing neither domineering aura nor sharp edge.

But there's a subtle sense of unease that makes one's heart pound, a feeling of facing a towering mountain, silent yet majestic and impregnable.

Clearly, the old man, like him, had reached that state of divine enlightenment, and had even mastered sword intent, achieving subtle control over his body. The passage of life had slowed down for him.

This old man must have been over eighty years old, but his body showed little signs of decay and he still exuded vitality.

If we must compare Miyazaki Yu and the old man, their current levels are similar, but Miyazaki Yu found a shortcut to reach his current level, while the old man obviously cultivated to this extent step by step.

He must have cultivated the true essence of swordsmanship when he was quite old, which allowed his physical body to become clear and vibrant again.

However, since this is essentially an old tree sprouting new buds and withered wood being reborn, the physical strength is likely far inferior to that of the user.

However, the more this was the case, the more amazed Miyazaki Yu became. His current combat power was not only due to his amazing talent, but also because of the two external advantages of the Consciousness World and the Memory Palace, which allowed him to continuously accumulate experience and prevent him from going astray.

It is precisely because of the combination of modern scientific methods and extraordinary imagination that it has achieved its current strength.

The opponent, on the other hand, reached a similar level through sheer hard work, and was exceptionally pure. Is this the true Sword Saint?

"Young man, how about you spar with this old man? I've been in seclusion for so long, I must be quite lonely."

Makino Kengo and Nishino Kengo, who were standing to the side, couldn't help but get excited.

"The president is actually going to personally take action and fight Miyazaki Kengo! This is truly an extraordinary event!"

Both of them were excited. In the battle just now, they had vaguely sensed that Miyazaki Yu's level had far surpassed theirs. Even when the two of them joined forces, they could not force him to use his true strength.

He has probably reached the threshold of becoming a Sword Saint, or he may already be a Sword Saint!

Now, this true veteran swordsman is going to personally challenge him; this is a duel between two swordsmen.

Miyazaki Yu was slightly taken aback, not expecting the old man to be so direct as soon as he appeared.

A surge of intense fighting spirit welled up within him, and he smiled faintly.

"Since it is the president's request, this junior will naturally not refuse."

Then she turned to look at everyone: "Ran, Rena and Ai, this kind of showdown is very rare. You should watch it carefully. Also, everyone, step back a bit. There is still danger at this distance."

Such a battle between powerful individuals can truly be described as a clash of sword energies. With a casual strike, they can easily cleave through steel and even split small buildings. Such power, even the slightest touch on flesh and blood, can cause unimaginable damage.

To ensure safety, it's essential to keep a safe distance.

"Let's begin then, the old man can't wait any longer!"

As he spoke, his aura surged, and his originally slender but somewhat thin figure instantly bulged, stretching his loose clothes.

The old man seemed to be inflated like a balloon, his whole body swelling up, and his already tall stature suddenly grew by another three points.

Moreover, the old man's hand was resting on the sword hilt, and his aura was still gathering.

"Is this... a move similar to a sword draw slash? Such a terrifying aura, once unleashed, it will surely cause an earth-shattering event!"

Miyazaki Yu held Yokogakure in front of him, adopting a defensive stance. Countless streams of energy surged out from beneath them like ocean waves.

If someone were to use hundreds of drones or hundreds of cameras to simultaneously observe the activity within a radius of tens of miles, they would find that all the birdsong and insect chirping around them had stopped.

All life fell silent in an instant!

Those who had retreated a hundred meters away all felt a sudden sense of dread, as if they would experience a great crisis in the next instant.

A crimson full moon suddenly rose, but upon closer inspection, it was discovered that it was not a full moon, but a blood-red sword beam, drawn from a sword and aimed directly at the target.

All of this is only a fraction of the time it takes to blink!

"boom----"