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Yohei Bando is exceptionally gifted, similar to the previous five death row inmates, all of whom were sentenced to death but did not die, and even more so—in fact, Yohei Bando has been on the verge of execution for twenty-six or twenty-seven years. Do you know how he went from a skinny medical student to a strong and muscular man? It's all because he's been eating his "last meal" every day, which is full of nutrients!

*cough cough* This one was probably just a joke.

Let's put aside Bando's food problem for now; his very existence is a major headache for the Japanese government. His crimes are clearly punishable by death or life imprisonment, but because the death penalty was inadmissible, he's seen as a symbol of "legal defeat," transforming into an idol for radicals and, without even realizing it, a spiritual leader… These Bando supporters are protesting and causing trouble everywhere, giving the Japanese government a real headache. But because so many people are paying attention, it's difficult to deal with Bando openly, so they can only operate covertly, trying to find a way to kill him.

The do-or-die elimination tournament a year and a half ago was an attempt to outmaneuver President Takada of Juoh Communications. On the surface, Takada used his connections to get Bando into the competition, but in reality, he sent agent Eiichi to assassinate him during the fight, which almost succeeded. If Furuhashi Pharmaceuticals hadn't intervened, Bando would have been poisoned by Eiichi on Ganryu Island. The government could have pinned the blame entirely on Juoh Communications, or even just President Takada. At most, some scandals involving collusion between capital and prisons to fight underground boxing would have surfaced, and a few people would have been punished to silence them, but it wouldn't have shaken the foundations of the nation like it did when Bando was alive.

Last time, President Takada was blinded by greed and was outmaneuvered by the Japanese government. Has Tokugawa Mitsunari become senile this time? Willing to take the blame for the Japanese government and bring in Bando Yohei in his name to "test the sword" on Musashi?

Emmm, Tokugawa was a shrewd old man, and it wasn't that he couldn't see through the other party's intentions. However, he had also heard of Bando Yohei's reputation. For Tokugawa Mitsunari, such a strong man fighting Musashi, and even if Musashi really killed him, wouldn't have much of a psychological burden, was simply an enormous temptation...

Desire can drive people to progress, but it can also lead them to the abyss. Tokugawa Mitsunari lost control and ultimately chose to negotiate with a tiger, taking the risk of letting Musashi and Bando fight each other.

Of course, Tokugawa also had his own agenda—he came from a prestigious family, was a descendant of the Tokugawa Shogunate, and had cultivated deep political and business connections over many years. Even if Bando was implicated, no one could touch his foundation, and silencing him was out of the question; at worst, he would just get scolded!

At this moment, Tokugawa Mitsunari stood at the innermost level of the stands, feeling both excited and apprehensive: "I have taken such a great risk to push for the battle between Musashi and Bando. I hope this battle will not disappoint me!"

Whether he would be disappointed or not would soon be revealed. After Miyamoto Musashi waited for a while, Bando Yohei also arrived at the ring.

"That's Musashi's opponent? Who is he?" Because the audience consisted of only a small number of martial artists and government agents, there was no commentary or broadcasting, and not even a referee. Retsu Kaioh and Katsumi Guji didn't recognize Bando, so they could only ask Kanon.

"His name is Bando Yohei, and he's a very flexible middle-aged man," Kanon introduced simply. "Hmm, he's quite strong too."

“Indeed, you can sense that he is a master.” Retsukai-oh didn’t know Bando’s background, but since he could get a “not bad” evaluation from Kanon, he was already quite an outstanding martial artist.

Katsumi Yuchi nodded as well: "This person's aura is quite special. Facing Miyamoto Musashi, he doesn't lose in terms of killing intent."

In terms of the number of people killed, Bando Yohei was far less than Musashi. However, Musashi rarely used a sword in his later years and spent his days carving Buddhist statues. His violent nature was not as strong as it was in his youth. At this time, he was just on par with Bando, who was mentally unstable and indifferent to human life.

The standoff between the two even made some bystanders who were unfamiliar with martial arts uncomfortable: "Hey, what's going on with those two? They're not saying a word, it's so oppressive!"

Seemingly having heard this, Musashi, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up: "Then, let's not waste any more time. Let's finish this quickly and decide the winner in the shortest amount of time."

Author's Note: Actually, the logic behind Kengan's scheme against Bando really needs some work, otherwise it doesn't make sense. What would happen if Bando, a wanted criminal, died outside of prison? Wouldn't those radicals who already supported him be even more furious? Well, this battle won't last long; it'll be over tomorrow.

Section 811, Chapter 802: Revealing Your Hands Upon Meeting

"You're quite impatient..." Hearing the man opposite him, who called himself "Miyamoto Musashi," say he wanted to finish him off quickly, Bando Yohei remained calm and spoke in a neutral tone. Compared to him, the strongest swordsman in Japanese history was truly too impatient!

Musashi didn't object to this comment, because he wasn't really impatient, just straightforward. The straightforward Musashi honestly stated his true thoughts: "There are too few audience members today; it's not very interesting."

"Pfft—" Musashi's voice was quite loud, and everyone onlookers heard it, then fell into a state of speechlessness: "The dignified Miyamoto Musashi actually gets emotional because there are too few spectators?"

Only Tokugawa Mitsunari, who had spent a relatively long time with him, vaguely understood his thoughts: "Musashi is a worldly warrior. He has said that he hopes to stand out from the crowd and pursue fame and fortune, so it is natural that he would care about the number of spectators... However, when facing a strong warrior, Musashi does not mind sparring in private. Could it be that Bando Yohei is too weak, so Musashi is not interested in him?"

Whether Musashi was interested or not is hard to say. In any case, Bando was a rather unpleasant person. No matter who he was facing or what situation he was in, this serial killer always had a cold and indifferent demeanor, as if the part of him that belonged to humanity had been cut off.

As for his true strength, we'll only know after we fight him: "Well then, I'll challenge him and see how long I can survive being hunted by 'Miyamoto Musashi'."

Yes, this was a killing spree, a scheme orchestrated by the Japanese government to secretly execute Bando. The only spectators present were Tokugawa Mitsunari's close warrior friends and members of the special operations department. Most of them not only hoped for Musashi's "quick victory" but also for Musashi's "quick kill."

"Heh, that's interesting." However, to the surprise of those people, after Musashi said a few words to Bando, he suddenly reached for the treasured sword at his waist... and took it off.

Putting "Kuni-Tora" aside, Musashi smiled at Bando: "Tokugawa did tell me that 'I can kill people at will,' but I did not come here with the intention of killing."

"Ah! This..." Everyone was shocked. They could not directly order Musashi to do things, so they could only convey the arrangement through Tokugawa Mitsunari to let Musashi freely kill with his sword. As expected, Miyamoto Musashi would gladly take action and kill Bando to his heart's content. Who would have thought that Musashi would not draw his sword?

After all, in ancient Japan, samurai could freely "test their swords" on commoners, meaning they could just grab any civilian on the street and kill them without consequence. Musashi, as a god-like figure and the epitome of samurai ideals, was accustomed to bloodshed and wouldn't even blink an eye when killing a living person... How come he's changed his ways today?

However, after Musashi threw away his sword, Bando's calm expression froze: "If you didn't intend to kill, why did you 'slash' me?"

It turned out that Miyamoto Musashi had thrown away his sword, but the "sword intent" in his heart had already delivered a blow, striking Bando and giving him a feeling of flesh and blood being torn apart.

The special agents standing nearby were completely dumbfounded. Why were Musashi and Bando doing the exact opposite of what they expected? One minute they were using a real sword, the next they were using their bare hands. One minute they said they wouldn't kill anyone, and the next they were launching some kind of slashing attack. What was going on?!

"Hahaha, I don't seek to kill, but I'm just looking for fun!" Musashi laughed. He, Miyamoto Musashi, wasn't there to be a tool for killing Bando, nor was he there to preach or act like a saint. He was simply himself, a dignified swordsman, doing as he pleased, seeking only inner comfort and joy. As for whether the pursuit of these things brought peace or bloodshed, Musashi didn't care.

Therefore, Musashi's abandonment of the true sword and use of sword intent can be seen as a silent invitation, inviting Bando to play with him and see if he can arouse some interest.

“Well, since it’s an invitation from Miyamoto Musashi…” Bando raised his hand: “Well, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

He chopped down with his palm.

Bando is 201 centimeters tall, while Musashi is six feet tall—about 182 centimeters. The difference in their height meant that Bando's downward strike easily carried great force, and it was already quite powerful when it landed on Musashi's head.

With a few cracking sounds from the joints, Bando's arm suddenly stopped its momentum. When people looked again, they saw that Musashi had raised his wrist with incredible speed, making it impossible to see his movements, and interlocked his fingers with Bando's attacking hand.

"Wow, amazing, he caught it!" While everyone was full of praise, they also felt that it was only natural: "After all, it is Miyamoto Musashi. A master swordsman must have enough eyesight, hand speed and precision."

“He's tall, strong, and fast, a real warrior… but not exactly a martial artist.” Now it was Musashi’s turn to remain calm. He gripped Bando’s hand tightly, twisting Bando’s body lower and lower: “It’s going to be a boring duel, as expected.”

Although Musashi was shorter than Bando and less muscular, his strength far surpassed Bando's. Bando struggled to break free several times but failed, and Musashi's forehead was beaded with sweat. His arm was twisted by Musashi, forced to grow shorter and shorter until it was almost as tall as Musashi…

At that very moment! Musashi suddenly exclaimed "Wow!" and swayed to the side. A tearing sound came from the air, and the onlookers' eyes blurred as if some light and shadow flashed by.

"This is not scientific!" Retsu Kaioh frowned. "Bando suddenly straightened up, but Musashi's hand was still tightly gripping his. Could it be that he broke his wrist joint himself?"

Katsumi Yuji then said, "And his attack, so fast and so powerful! It seems to be using the principle of whipping..."

"Um, please sit down, gentlemen. This is just a normal operation." Compared to the two who were shocked and stood up, Kanon and Eiichi were much calmer, because they were both familiar with Bando's characteristics and knew that he had super flexible joints. Whether it was breaking free from Musashi's restraint or later attacking like a whip tearing through the air, it was all a display of Bando Yohei's talent.

"Bando looks calm on the surface, but he's actually incredibly cunning. He pretends to be completely overwhelmed by Musashi, his legs practically giving way, but he's using the momentum of his fall to bend his knees and gather strength, ready to launch a surprise counterattack when Musashi is off guard." Kanon leaned forward, resting her head on the fence at the edge of the arena. "But if he misses his first strike, Musashi will have seen through all his trump cards. What should he do next?"

This is indeed Bando's weakness. He is strong, but not a martial artist. He can bully Eiichi with his physical talent, but he can only suffer defeat against Izumi. Now he is facing Miyamoto Musashi. After his failed attack, it seems that there is not much he can do.

For a moment, Bando and Musashi were still holding each other's hands, while Bando swung his other hand like a steel whip at Musashi. Musashi dodged the slash to the side and ducked to avoid a sweeping attack. When Bando struck a third time, there was another "crack" sound as Musashi grabbed his second hand as well!

Musashi grabbed Bando's hands and pulled them apart: "Heh, your weapon is 'whipping,' but unfortunately it's not fast enough for me... Ah!"

Miyamoto Musashi cried out in pain, but Bando, whose hands were both grabbed, did not hesitate for a moment and stepped on Musashi's foot, just like the scene in "Kung Fu Hustle" where he fought against the Fire Cloud Evil God.

Huh? Kung Fu? If that's the case, Bando's response seems quite clever...

Bando stomped on Musashi, hurting him, then tripped him, sending him crashing to the ground. Kanon's eyes lit up: "Amazing! So much time has passed since the final elimination rounds, he hasn't wasted a single moment!"

Author's Note: I'm so sorry, the update time is getting later and later, sob sob...

Section 812, Chapter 803: The Python's Lock, Patience and Restraint

In the elimination round, Yohei Bando defeated Eiichi in the first round, but lost to Izumi Hatsumi in the second round. He lost that match without any resistance and was completely crushed by Hatsumi.

A thrilling battle sparked Bando's interest in "martial arts." Despite never having practiced martial arts before, he surprisingly mastered certain fighting skills in the year and a half following the elimination tournament!

Just like the commentary on Kumārajīva in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," such a wise and virtuous monk, if he didn't practice martial arts, would be extraordinary once he did. The same is true for Yohei Bando. Despite being a top medical student at Imperial University, and having some mental issues, his intelligence is firmly above that of the human race. He only began practicing martial arts at the age of over fifty, yet he made rapid progress in a short period, his skills almost rivaling those of a lifelong fighting champion!

Of course, Bando's skills are not enough to compete with Miyamoto Musashi. Even though he has been practicing for a year and a half, he is still far behind Musashi's level... at least in terms of striking techniques.

There's no need to go into the basic punches and kicks. There are very few people in the world who are qualified to exchange blows with Musashi. Bando's striking techniques are still the same set of fast hand chop "whip-swinging" techniques, with some additional routines, such as the Bagua Sixty-Four Palms, the Twenty-Four Styles of Reversal, and the Forty-Eight Hands of Edo. The essence remains the same. Since Musashi even avoided the best opportunity, the "first encounter kill," it's likely that no matter how many times they fight in the future, the result will be the same.

Bando realized this immediately, so when Musashi grabbed his arm a second time, it was somewhat intentional. While Musashi and he were restraining each other, Bando completed a set of moves—a foot stomp, a trip, and a pin—before Musashi could headbutt him, successfully dragging the match into a ground fight.

There's no chance for striking techniques, but there is a chance for combo techniques!

In the stands, Katsumi slapped his thigh: "Fluid and seamless, a brilliant move! Ms. Kanon, Dr. Ei, so your friend is a master of stunts!"

“Not friends,” Yingchu smiled slightly, “just someone I want to dissect.”

“Um…” Hanon scratched his face: “The last time I saw him was a year and a half ago. At that time, he hadn’t learned any proper fighting techniques yet, so the longest he could practice group techniques was this long.”

"Huh?" Katsumi was stunned. This guy was a complete novice who had been learning martial arts for less than two years? What made him so confident that he could drag Musashi into a group fight?

Team techniques are the most experience-dependent martial art, known for their absolute lack of surprises. Skill is directly proportional to the amount of practice. Bando Yohei has only practiced for a little over a year. No matter how talented he is, he wouldn't be good enough to challenge Miyamoto Musashi! Musashi is... wait?

How long did Musashi train in group techniques?

"I see. Even if his own jutsu skills aren't profound, his opponent Musashi isn't a jutsu master either! In his time, there was no judo, only ancient jutsu. But how much could Musashi, who dedicated his life to swordsmanship, have mastered?" Katsumi couldn't help but give Bando a thumbs up: "Facing Miyamoto Musashi, he may have chosen the most correct path!"

However, Retsu Kaioh held a different view: "I don't see it that way."

While the four-person group was discussing, Bando and Musashi's movements in the ring did not stop at all. Bando immediately reached out to grab Musashi's limbs, but Musashi dodged with a quick twist of his arm and grabbed Bando in return. The two of them quickly engaged in a group technique battle, changing positions four or five times in just two or three seconds.

People were surprised to discover that Miyamoto Musashi, known as the Sword Saint and Sword Master, was also highly skilled in unarmed ground techniques! Perhaps not quite at the level of a grandmaster, but sufficient to hold his own against Bando Yohei.

"Oh my, to see the great swordsman Miyamoto Musashi tumbling on the ground is truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience." Yingchu smiled and put her hands together, "I will remember this scene. Amitabha."

Sigh, he can't lose his persona. Besides being a doctor and a secret agent, this guy is also an eccentric and hilarious character...

Retsukai continued speaking to Katsumi: "I think this is the limitation of your karate school. You only focus on honing one unarmed combat technique, neglecting the training of other techniques. Over time, you start to think that everyone else is like that..."

As Retsu Kaioh spoke, Musashi gradually gained the upper hand! Bando, tall and physically dominant, cast a shadow over the land, confining Musashi to his area of ​​control. Musashi, in turn, countered with agility, experience, and greater strength—all advantages he possessed. Like a person stuck in mud struggling against vines, he slowly and laboriously escaped the danger zone.

“I have heard that Miyamoto Musashi went to the battlefield.” Retsukai-o stated his argument: “In the Battle of Sekigahara, the Battle of Osaka, and the Shimabara Rebellion, Musashi fought his way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the battlefield. Of course, he relied on his sharp sword. But to deal with the ever-changing situation on the battlefield, even if he did not intend to do so, he must have honed his fighting skills in all aspects.”

Retsukai finally concluded: "The mastery of all kinds of martial arts is the standard by which Chinese martial arts masters are judged. If Miyamoto Musashi, the most famous warrior in Japanese history, could not achieve this, I would be very disappointed."

"Cough cough, cough cough cough!" Retsukai-oh spoke with absolute certainty, making Hanon extremely embarrassed. As the nominal number one martial artist in China, the mighty Sea Emperor, she only specialized in unarmed combat, and not even unarmed combat excluding group techniques. She was truly sorry...

On the contrary, Musashi perfectly executed Retsu Kaioh's judgment. Just as Retsu Kaioh finished speaking, Musashi broke free from Bando's control zone. Whether he got up or turned back to retaliate was up to Musashi... Really?

fake!

Amidst her embarrassment, Hanon's eyes suddenly sharpened: "Right now—when a person thinks they are most in control, that is precisely when they are most vulnerable."

Others may not know, but does Kanon not? Bando's inhumanly flexible physical talent was not revealed at all in these ten-second combo attack and defense. He was hiding his true intentions, and the moment Musashi was out of his control and relaxed slightly was the best opportunity for Bando to win!

In an instant, Bando's arms shot out, growing three inches longer, and the control area of ​​his technique expanded accordingly, completely enveloping Musashi once more. Caught off guard, Musashi didn't even have time to cry out before Bando grabbed his shoulders, pulled him back, and then covered him with his entire body—Bando Yohei's physical talent was finally fully displayed here; he was like a giant python, firmly coiling Musashi's entire body in his embrace, tightly gripping him.

"Wow, amazing! Amazing!" Hanon couldn't help but applaud Bando, seizing the perfect moment: "Uncle Bando, you're already a top-tier martial artist!"

“That’s right, exceptionally good teamwork techniques…” Retsu Kaioh and Katsumi Guji were also shocked: “And he’s patient and persevering, possessing special physical talent yet enduring to the very end. Yohei Bando, an amazing man!”

Retsukai looked for two seconds and sighed heavily: "Alas, Musashi is powerless! Although he is strong, his position is too disadvantageous. Bando has made full use of his size and strength. Judging from his past performance, Musashi cannot break free."

“Unless a miracle happens.” Katsumi Kuji said with some disbelief, “That’s Miyamoto Musashi! He’s a man who’s used to creating miracles…”

If a person is strangled, they will lose consciousness in seven seconds. Moreover, Bando's choke technique not only compresses the neck, but also puts immense pressure on Musashi's chest, abdomen, and all his muscles. Can a miracle happen in just a few seconds?

The answer is no.

Yohei Bando... defeated Musashi Miyamoto?

Author's Note: Musashi really lost like that? No way, no way, no way!

Pfft, 23333