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For the "God of Martial Arts," nothing is more infuriating than dismissing karate, a discipline he has practiced his entire life, as a "dance." If anything, it's receiving a pitying compliment from his opponent after a failed all-out attack.

Miyamoto Musashi was indeed historically known for his eccentric personality and ability to manipulate his opponents' minds, and now Doppo has witnessed it firsthand.

"No need for further words." Doppo pulled away from Musashi's embrace, his mouth twisted in anger. He stroked his bald head: "The price for touching my bald head is quite heavy, you know!"

Author's Note: Hmm, martial arts is dance, and a martial god is a dance god, no problem.

Section 806, Chapter 797: The God of War Should Be Replaced

Was Miyamoto Musashi threatened?

This is perhaps more memorable for Musashi than using a real sword, because long before Miyamoto Musashi gradually entered the state of no sword in his later years, he was already a great swordsman known to all in Japan.

So when faced with Doppo's words that "touching a bald head will come at a price," Musashi's heart was stirred. He said "I understand," and spread his hands apart, just like when he fought Kanon, using the Niten Ichi-ryu style!

Of course, that was just a combination of killing intent, actions, and momentum in his "sword intent." Musashi did not actually draw his sword to fight Doppo. Tokugawa Mitsunari, who was watching from the side, was completely confused and had no idea how far the battle had progressed.

Not being a martial artist himself, and often unable to understand the techniques of top-tier fighters, was Tokugawa Mitsunari's tragedy... but also his blessing. Precisely because he couldn't comprehend those astonishing skills, he experienced the greatest surprise and joy when they were displayed. Like an ordinary spectator, he was captivated by the miracles created by the strong, filled with delight, his threshold not raised too high to the point of boredom or aversion to combat... This time was no different; although he couldn't understand the confrontation between Musashi and Doppo, Tokugawa was so excited by the tense atmosphere that he almost fainted!

coming!

Doppo could "see" Musashi's sword; it was quite long, the tip pointing at him, held against his body. Now, this sword of his mind stretched straight forward, suddenly pointing at Doppo. Doppo hurriedly used his arm to block the broad part of the blade, hoping to deflect it...

Wow, that was fast!

Musashi's unparalleled parry was ineffective. Before Musashi could even raise his arm, the sword of his mind changed course, transforming from a thrust into a slash, striking Musashi's shoulder and ribs in a powerful, sweeping motion.

"Alas—" Doppo cried out in despair, truly feeling the drastic changes in his body. Even though it was just a slash in the air, his brain clearly screamed, "I've been slashed!"

Musashi's offensive was not over yet. Taking advantage of the moment when Doppo's body paused, his other hand, which should have been holding the other short sword of "Niten Ichi-ryu" but was just a feint when he fought with Kanon, was now clenched into a fist and aimed directly at Doppo's face.

“Hey, Mr. Guji, that was really just a dance~” Musashi threw a punch: “There’s no need for a real slash at all.”

With a muffled thud, Doppo was punched in the face by Musashi, blood spurting from his nose, and he fell backward.

"Ah!" Tokugawa Mitsunari exclaimed, and before the exclamation had even subsided, he shouted again, "Ah!"

After falling, Yuji Doppo didn't pause or feel dizzy for a moment. He immediately braced himself with one hand and did a back handspring. After completing this move, the old martial god still had the "heaven and earth above and below" posture. Well, his face was covered in blood, and his breathing was very heavy. It seems that Musashi's sword intent and punch had caused him considerable damage.

Tokugawa Mitsunari was covered in sweat: "Musashi! Amazing! But Doppo is no slouch either! He still has the will to fight!"

Musashi looked at Doppo, tilted his head, and asked, "Mr. Gokuchi, what do you mean?"

Dubu slightly raised his head: "What 'what do you mean'?"

"I just struck you!" Musashi made a slashing motion. "Didn't you notice?"

"I noticed." Doppo also stopped his attack and, following the mark left by Musashi's "sword intent," gestured with his hand: "From here to here."

"That……"

"Ha, that wasn't a real slash." As Yuji Doppo said this, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the back of his head, but he still said something bold: "Your biggest failure is that you stood in front of me without a real sword."

"So I failed to kill him... Because he wasn't struck by a real sword, there was no real damage. A straightforward reason, heh." Musashi sighed, then turned to Tokugawa and asked, "Mr. Tokugawa, do you have any swords here?"

Just like at the Kengan meeting, Musashi's demand for a real sword sent chills down everyone's spines, except that only Doppo and Tokugawa were present this time.

Tokugawa Mitsunari felt his trembling uncontrollably. Musashi wielding a sword… no, Miyamoto Musashi should wield a sword, otherwise he wouldn't be Miyamoto Musashi! But if he actually got his hands on the sword, that unparalleled…

Despite his many worries, Tokugawa Mitsunari couldn't help but tremble as he took out a samurai sword.

"No matter how destitute we are, the Tokugawa family is still the Tokugawa family. How could we be without swords? This 'Kuni-Tora' is a national treasure of Japan and is a family heirloom. Please, sword saint Miyamoto Musashi, take a look and appraise it."

"Hmm..." Musashi didn't stand on ceremony. He took the treasured sword and drew it with a "whoosh." The blade was bright and clear, with distinct patterns. It felt heavy in the hand, but when wielded, it was as swift and agile as if facing a gentle breeze. "It's a good sword! It can definitely withstand my blows."

Musashi once again faced Doppo with his sword drawn, and this time he was carrying a real sword!

"Doppa..." Before the old warrior god could approach Musashi, Tokugawa Mitsunari called out to him, "We'll talk about the details later, but right now I want you to know that the man you are facing is the real Miyamoto Musashi!"

After all, they had been friends for decades. Tokugawa Mitsunari wanted to watch the duel, and he even personally handed Musashi his weapon. But at the crucial moment, he still thought of their old friendship and wanted to remind Doppo to be careful and not underestimate his opponent. Perhaps this was the only remaining "humanity" of this old man Tokugawa.

But Yu-do-bu reacted indifferently, his expression unchanged, and replied, "I know."

Without Tokugawa's explanation, Doppo had long ago deduced that the person before him was undoubtedly the real Miyamoto Musashi. As for how he came to the modern world, that was a matter for scientists, not Doppo's concern. He was only interested in what kind of swordsmanship Miyamoto Musashi, now truly wielding his sword in battle, would display.

"But...but Musashi has a sword!"

Tokugawa was about to say something more, but Doppo ignored him: "He's not the only one who carries weapons. For karate practitioners, the limbs are weapons. Hand blades, foot blades, piercing strikes, and forward kicks are both swords and spears..."

"Pfft—" Before Doppo could finish speaking, Musashi laughed: "You just said I can't do real damage without a real sword, and now you're threatening me with fake swords? I think you're not a 'God of War,' nor a 'Dancer,' nor an 'Actor,' but a 'Madman,' hahaha..."

"A madman, huh? Not bad, is it?" Doppo sighed again. "Then let this madman draw his sword against the great Miyamoto Musashi—"

He jumped up, and while still rising, he swung his leg forward, like a sword drawing technique in Japanese Kendo, resembling a sword or spear, or in short, a sharp blade attacking Musashi.

As for Musashi, he didn't draw his famous "Kuni-tiger" sword until Doppo's kick was right in front of him, at which point he drew his sword in response and attacked—with an extremely fast Iai!

"Thud—thud!" The two fought so fast that Tokugawa Mitsunari couldn't see anything clearly. All he heard was a strange sound, not the sound of swords cutting through flesh or fists striking a body...

He could not see the exact moment of the attack, but he knew the result: Musashi stood proudly with his sword, while Doppo fell to the ground. It was clear who won and who lost.

"I think the title of 'God of War' should be given to someone else." Musashi said this to Tokugawa, because Doppo had already lost consciousness.

Section 807, Chapter 798: The Boring Person

After Musashi finished speaking, the air was silent. Tokugawa Mitsunariki stood there blankly for several seconds before suddenly realizing, "Oh! Doppo!"

Just like a simp who realizes he's given too much to his girlfriend after finally winning her over, Tokugawa Mitsunari, after witnessing Musashi's incredibly fast yet powerful sword strike, also wondered if he had pushed Oji Doppo to his death.

Fortunately, although Tokugawa was a real dog, Doppo was still a complete human being. There was a clear mark on the center line of his body, extending from his forehead to his lower abdomen, which was the trajectory of Musashi's sword strike. Surprisingly, this mark was deep and long, but not a single drop of blood flowed out—Doppo was still alive! Japan's "God of War" was not in a hurry to be replaced.

Miyamoto Musashi, who retained a sliver of humanity during the duel and did not kill, then raised his hands to demonstrate to Tokugawa: "Just now I did not strike, but only pressed down after touching." He placed the blade and his palm together, and indeed the force was well controlled. The blade pressed down very deeply into the flesh, but did not cut through to draw blood.

"Phew—that's good." Tokugawa Mitsunari finally breathed a sigh of relief, his guilt greatly lessened. As soon as the old man relaxed, he remembered Musashi's words: "Mr. Miyamoto, you said the title of 'God of War' should be changed. Could it be that you want to keep it for yourself after the victory?"

Musashi shook his head: "Titles are inconvenient things, why would I care? Besides, even if I needed a title, I already had too much in my past life, why would I want an empty title of 'God of War' in the 'future world'?"

Tokugawa Mitsunari was even more puzzled: "Then why..."

Musashi pushed open the door and looked at the starry sky outside: "I fought with someone when I went out today."

"Yes, I know. It was with a few patrol officers. I've already dealt with the Metropolitan Police Department, so please don't worry..."

"No, not the people during the day, but the people at night."

"Huh? At night?" Tokugawa Mitsunari was shocked. He hadn't expected that Musashi's stroll around would result in him having already fought someone before Goji Doppo! Judging from the tone, it was a one-on-one martial arts duel, and not just some random patrolman or thug he'd encountered on the street: "Who was it?"

Having just been reborn into modern society, Miyamoto Musashi was unfamiliar with the place and didn't like taking a car. After wandering around on foot for half a day, his range of activities was quite limited. Tokugawa Mitsunari racked his brains, but he really couldn't think of anyone Musashi could have encountered in such a short time: "Could it be Hanayama Kaoru? He has a background in the yakuza, so it's not surprising that he would run into Musashi on the street."

"The little girl's name is Ye Huayin. She seems quite familiar with this place. Do you know her?"

“Ye…hua…yin…” Tokugawa Mitsunari suddenly felt as if he was about to die.

Did Tokugawa Mitsunari want Musashi and Kanon to fight? Of course he did! He dreamed about it! Ever since he started the Musashi cloning project, Tokugawa Mitsunari had been fantasizing about the day when the top modern martial artists would fight Miyamoto Musashi. Among them, Hanma Yujiro and Kanon were the strongest, and naturally, Tokugawa fantasized about them the most. Now, suddenly learning that Kanon and Musashi had already fought, but he hadn't seen it, was too exciting for Tokugawa Mitsunari. It was so exciting that he felt he needed to take some nitroglycerin!

"Gaa—gaa—" Gasping for breath, Tokugawa Mitsunari couldn't utter a single word. Across from him, Miyamoto Musashi looked at him curiously: "It seems you know that girl, but why this reaction? Could it be that you two don't get along?"

Tokugawa still couldn't speak, he just shook his head. Musashi found this amusing, and suddenly his eyes flashed. He used his "sword intent" to slash Tokugawa.

Although Tokugawa Mitsunari was not skilled in martial arts, Musashi's slash was still effective against him. The old man shuddered, but calmed down instead—his brain was already sending "death signals" to his body. A dead person naturally wouldn't have emotions like shock or panic. Musashi's slash wasn't entirely out of a wicked sense of humor; it actually helped Tokugawa.

After the decision was made, Tokugawa asked one question: "What is the outcome of the battle?"

"...I exchanged three blows with her." After a moment of silence, Musashi spoke in a roundabout way: "It was the same process as when I fought Mr. Guji just now."

"First, she stabbed me with the 'Sword of Nothingness,' deliberately taking the hit to close the distance between us, and then punched me before I could unleash the 'Slash of Nothingness'... She was so fast!"

"Oh, I see! I can imagine that scene!" Tokugawa Mitsunari suddenly realized that Musashi's technique for fighting Kanon was the same as his technique for fighting Doppo, which meant he had already seen it. He had also witnessed many of Kanon's battles and was very familiar with Kanon's fighting style and various techniques. In this way, wouldn't it be as if he were there himself?

"And then what?" Tokugawa quickly pressed.

“I deliberately took a punch from her, and then I pretended to use the ‘Niten Ichi-ryu’ style to counter her with my second strike. She then deliberately took a chop from my hand... Her technique for deflecting force is also excellent.”

"Mmm, mmm." Tokugawa's expression was almost like a grotesque scene.

"For the third strike, I used a real sword to cut her, but it wasn't a good sword. It shattered and disintegrated halfway through the swing... So, in terms of the outcome, it's probably a draw."

"A draw!" Tokugawa Mitsunari's eyes lit up. He thought he had missed the epic battle between Hanon and Miyamoto Musashi, but it turns out the two are still locked in a tie! And since these two have already formed a bond, arranging a future showdown between Hanon and Musashi will surely be much easier.

After Musashi finished recounting his sparring session with Kanon, he asked, "Mr. Tokugawa, what level of martial artist is Kanon in this generation? She is clearly stronger than Mr. Guji and more deserving of the title 'God of War'."

Tokugawa rubbed his bald head and said, "Well, to be honest, she did defeat Doppo Oji, and I arranged the match... but people call Hanane 'Sea Queen' more often than 'God of War'."

"'Sea Emperor'?" Miyamoto Musashi was no stranger to this title: "So that little girl is from the Ming Dynasty! The Sea Emperor of the Ming Dynasty... she must be one of the top masters of the time."

"Oh, Mr. Miyamoto, you also know about 'Sea Emperor'? You're right, Ye Hanon is indeed one of the strongest in this era, but she may not be the strongest. There's another person you must meet." Tokugawa Mitsunari was naturally referring to Hanma Yujiro. Yujiro had been keeping an eye on the Musashi cloning project ever since he learned about it, and he believed that Yujiro would soon return to Japan from the United States to meet Musashi.

At this point, Tokugawa's old habit kicked in again, and he started to overthink: "Hmm, no, there's one more person, Pikachu. Ancient vs. Ancient times, that would be exciting too... There's also Jack, Shibukawa-sensei, Retsu Kaioh, Katsumi... Oh dear, there are just too many people I want to introduce to Miyamoto Musashi!"

Seeing Tokugawa counting more and more on his fingers, Miyamoto Musashi couldn't help but frown: "Mr. Tokugawa, while I don't mind fighting weak warriors, fighting boring people is really not fun... Huh?"

Musashi's so-called "boring person" was actually referring to the unworthy "God of War" Doppo. But as he was talking, he felt something dripping down his cheek. The night wind made it feel cool, and when he reached up to touch it, he found that Doppo's flying kick had scraped a big gash on his cheek!

"...Mr. Tokugawa, I take back what I just said." Looking at the bloodstains on his hands, Musashi changed his words: "These interesting people, the more the merrier."

Author's Note: That's all for today.

Section 808, Chapter 799: What Ye?!

Hanon has been having dreams these past few days.

Scientifically speaking, dreaming is a perfectly normal thing. Normal people have several dreams every night, but these dreams are not remembered. Once a dream ends, it quickly fades from memory, taking about twenty to forty minutes. Unless you wake up during this period, you will not remember what happened in the dream.

So, while science is science, what people commonly refer to as "dreaming" in daily life actually means that the person suffers from neurasthenia, wakes up as soon as the dream ends, and has not rested well.

Kanon just isn't getting enough rest!

Ever since meeting Miyamoto Musashi, the few days of peace she had finally enjoyed after defeating Pikachu were over. Every day, her dreams were filled with either a bloody battle with Musashi or her friends and family being killed by him. These two types of dreams were still somewhat based on reality, but some dreams were even more exaggerated. Based on Hanon's subconscious worries, they expanded into all sorts of bizarre demons and monsters singing and dancing wildly, often waking Hanon up and giving her dark circles under her eyes.

Today, Kanon had another dream. She dreamt she became Florio to rescue the princess, successfully triggering a trap that lured Bowser Miyamoto into a lava pool. Kanon was delighted: "Hehehe, awesome! This scene is pretty good. No need for real fighting, just jumping around to win!"