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

Even if they join, the Kendo Association only provides them with some conveniences, such as free trial of equipment, access to some of the association's Kendo materials, and regular guidance from Kendo masters. However, there is no direct salary or money.

Next should be the so-called core members. It seems that the treatment and threshold for core members must be quite high. That's why Miyamoto Rujin was so jealous that he was torn apart by jealousy.

"Humph!"

He didn't answer, but a cold snort already revealed his thoughts.

Sonoko, standing nearby, couldn't hold back any longer: "What's wrong with you?! We're just here for a look around, not to accept challenges casually. Besides, this is your home turf, and all your friends are around. If you cheat after losing, we'll be the ones who suffer!"

Miyamoto Ryujin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, the powerful spiritual energy of a master swordsman manifesting in his eyes. Sonoko immediately felt uncomfortable and hurriedly looked away from his gaze. A wave of panic washed over her, and she swayed as if she were about to fall.

"Sonoko! Look into my eyes."

Miyazaki Yu hurriedly stepped forward to support Sonoko, and looked at her directly. Sonoko's stinging eyes immediately felt as if they were immersed in warm water, and all the pain vanished.

What's wrong with me?

"Hmph, this is a secret sword technique that concentrates power in the eyes, using the eyes to intimidate and frighten, thereby making the opponent feel fear and physical discomfort. If one cultivates it to a high level, one may be able to cause substantial damage to the opponent through eye contact."

However, at this level, they can only bully weak girls.

Although Sonoko was not actually harmed, it still enraged Miyazaki Yu.

Sonoko is one of the women he likes, how dare you hurt her? Very well, you want to fight, right? Then I'll grant your wish!

He suddenly turned his head, his deep eyes suddenly appearing. Miyamoto Ryūjin, who had been smiling, instantly changed his expression.

His opponent used a similar technique, employing mental suppression through his eyes. Unconsciously, he used the same technique, launching another attack with his eyes.

But this time, the consequence was that he felt a throbbing in his eyeballs, his vision went black, and he couldn't help but groan.

No one knew why. When several people saw Miyamoto Ryūjin's condition, they hurriedly tried to help him up, but he pushed them away.

"I'm fine! Don't worry!"

He glared fiercely at Miyazaki Yu. It was clear that the other party had done it on purpose. The other party obviously did not know this move before, but guessed the principle in an instant and used it. Although it was weak, it guided him to use this move.

Then, using a mental force stronger than one's own, the attack is deflected back, causing damage to oneself.

Miyazaki Yu walked to the side without saying a word, took a bamboo sword from the shelf and held it in his hand.

"You are the one!"

Miyamoto Ryujin sneered, "Can we begin now? Don't say I'm bullying you!"

Miyazaki Yu smiled faintly: "There is a person in the Kendo Association named Nishikawa Tetsuaki. How does his strength compare to yours?"

Miyamoto Ryūjin paused for a moment, then thought for a second before speaking.

"Nishikawa is the only young person in the association who can surpass me!"

Miyazaki Yu said calmly, "He has already been defeated by me, so don't say I'm bullying you. How about this, all of you come at me together. I just counted, there are 123 of you in total. That should be enough to increase your chances of winning!"

Chapter 122 A Resounding Victory

"What? He's going to challenge all of us!"

"Don't be ridiculous, how could that be! There are over a hundred of us!"

"Is he courting death? Taking on a hundred enemies single-handedly?"

Everyone started discussing it, and many who had originally just come to watch the spectacle were now glaring angrily at Miyazaki Yu.

The way they spoke was blatant disregard for them; it was a naked act of contempt and provocation!

Miyamoto Ryujin also realized what was happening and became furious.

"Damn it, that guy Nishikawa is strong enough, how could he possibly lose to you! Even if he fails, he can only lose to me!"

He didn't believe Miyazaki Yu's words at all. He knew Nishikawa Tetsumei's strength very well. Nishikawa Tetsumei was a dual-wielder, and his left and right hands worked together to launch swift and fierce attacks, making him twice as fast as an ordinary person.

Combined with his immense power, these factors together place his strength at almost the pinnacle of the younger generation.

At the height of his power, he had fought with him once, and he lost that battle.

However, the opponent's swift and terrifying combat power still left a deep impression on his mind.

How could a mere Miyazaki Yu possibly defeat such a powerful Nishikawa?

Miyazaki Yu smiled boldly and ignored his doubts.

He just sneered: "Your arrogance has successfully angered me. How about this, I'll beat you first, and then all of you can swarm me. Don't let me despise your cowardice!"

As he spoke, he raised the bamboo sword with one hand, pointing the blade at Miyamoto Ryūjin—this was a signal to declare war!

Miyamoto Ruto suppressed his anger and slowly put the mask back on.

"There's protective gear over there. I'll wait for you here!"

Miyazaki Yu shook his head: "To deal with you, I don't need to wear protective gear. It seems you're ready. Then I'll make the first move!"

With that, he lightly touched the ground with his foot, and then his body connected with the sword's momentum, and he slashed down with his sword!

"what!"

Miyamoto Ryujin, who had initially been somewhat unsurprised, suddenly sobered up as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

After the opponent's figure flashed, his speed and explosive power were revealed. His body, which did not seem very strong just now, actually carried the offensive power of a tiger. Just looking at the power of this sword, he did not dare to take it.

He suddenly twisted his body, pulling back while holding his sword horizontally in front of him to prevent his opponent from changing his move.

Just as he finished protecting himself, a tremendous force was transmitted to the bamboo knife, and he was instantly thrown off like a swing, his feet scraping violently against the ground, still unable to control his body.

My arms were trembling uncontrollably, and both arms were sore and numb!

It all happened so fast that everyone around was stunned, unable to react.

When Kawashima Sawa saw this, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Stop! Stop it! How can you fight here?"

The gardeners, however, were enjoying the spectacle and were already cheering from the sidelines.

"Miyazaki, you have to teach that guy a lesson! How could he lay a hand on a girl? That's so pathetic!"

Those prospective members of the Kendo Association were so astonished they could have stuffed ten walnuts in their mouths.

They often fought alongside Miyamoto Rujin, and were well aware of his strength; his abilities were simply not on the same level as theirs.

Their formidable strength, incredible speed, and exceptional resilience are all beyond their reach.

Even when they were in groups of many, they could hardly gain the upper hand against him, and they all admired him greatly.

But what did they see now?!

A high school student who was about the same age as them, or even younger, actually knocked Miyamoto Ryūjin off his feet with just one sword strike, dragging him several meters away. Such power was simply terrifying!

"Do you like playing games that involve twisting your neck?" Miyazaki Yu suddenly asked with a smile.

"A sprained neck? What does that mean?"

This was clearly a sarcastic remark, and Miyamoto Ruto asked angrily.

Miyazaki Yu chuckled and said, "You'll find out soon enough. By the way, Okita Souji is skilled in five-stage thrusting, which means he can thrust five times in one second. I can be faster than him; I can thrust seven times in one second, which is seven-stage thrusting. You can try it first!"

This isn't Miyazaki Yu bragging; he really can perform seven thrusts, five of which can be delivered in a single second, which is an incredibly terrifying speed.

The terrifying aspect of this move is not the five attacks delivered at once, but rather hundreds or thousands of attacks in a short period of time, a continuous barrage that is impossible to withstand.

Each additional attack within a second increases power not just a little, but significantly. The seven-stage stab is a terrifying attack as swift as lightning, almost invisible!

Immediately, Miyazaki Yu's bamboo sword thrust out. Because the speed was so fast, the sword shadows he thrust out were like plum blossoms blooming in the air. Before the old shadows had dissipated, new shadows were formed.

In this way, the two superimposed each other, and 'flowers' formed by sword tips began to bloom in the air.

However, these so-called flowers all possess a terrifying power that makes one's heart tremble. To resist such an attack, one either needs a shield to protect oneself, or one needs to be faster than the opponent and compete in speed. Otherwise, one will basically have no choice but to admit defeat.

"Snapped--"

Miyamoto Ryūjin's bamboo sword was shattered instantly, and he was stabbed hundreds of times. He was like a flower ravaged by a storm, instantly falling into the mud and being crushed into dust.

"Miyamoto-senpai!"

When everyone saw Miyamoto land, they all rushed over to check on him, only to find that he was covered in tatters and all his protective gear had been smashed.

What's most chilling is that the opponent precisely controlled the force, allowing the attack to erupt through the protective gear instead of heading straight for the body; otherwise, the entire body would have suffered severe injuries!

Everyone who saw Miyazaki Yu's expression looked as if they had seen a ghost. Miyazaki Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and all of the more than one hundred people took a step back, feeling immense fear!

"Alright, now that the troublemakers are gone, you can all come at me together. I don't have much time, so you'd better make the most of this opportunity!"

Everyone was instantly enraged. How dare a newcomer, a core member, so disrespect everyone and take on a hundred people single-handedly?

This is a joke. The real world is not a novel. A person's physical strength and energy are limited. It is almost impossible for one person to fight against a hundred!

They all raised their bamboo swords and charged towards Miyazaki Hayao.

"Clap clap-"

Miyazaki Yu blocked the impact of more than ten bamboo swords with one hand. With a parry, he pushed them all away, and then swung the bamboo swords with lightning speed. The violent impact hit them, and the men felt as if they were floating on clouds. They then fell to the ground, dizzy and disoriented.

As bamboo knives attacked from behind, he didn't even look at them. He blocked them again with his sword in the backhand, and with a little force, his bamboo knife turned into a sharp blade. With a few soft thuds, he cut all the bamboo knives in half!

"what?"

This scene was so sudden that everyone was terrified, and then five or six more people were knocked to the ground.

Then it was almost a one-sided massacre. These guys were like lambs to the slaughter when facing Miyazaki Yu. They had little resistance and could barely swing their swords before they were knocked to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred people had all fallen to the ground. Apart from the three girls and Miyazaki Yu, everyone else was rolling on the ground, groaning in pain.

Chapter 123 Trial Invitation

"you,,,,"

Miyamoto Ryujin, who was lying on the ground unable to get up, was furious at the scene before him, but at that moment, he also realized something.

That is the difference in their strength, which is just too great. And judging from the other party's relaxed and carefree appearance, could it be that the other party has already reached that legendary level?

Overwhelmed with anxiety, he immediately fainted.

The three girls stared in shock at the scene before them, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

"One against a hundred! How is that possible? Xiaoyu actually did it!"