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Musashi raised the "Nameless Golden Heavy" sword, a grin on his face: "I'll strike you three more times. This is the first strike—"

Author's Note: Today's update is complete. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Kanon and Musashi will finally clash tomorrow... Of course, it might be the day after tomorrow. In any case, Musashi is already the third to last major plot point. Whether you're in a hurry or not, the story is progressing.

Section 846, Chapter 837: Three Methods of Slaying a Person

Judging from the situation of the previous exchange, Musashi was not at a disadvantage, but he was not in a position of advantage. He was now saying with great confidence that he would cut down Aguya with three swords. If this happened to anyone else, it would be considered blatant boasting. However, he was Miyamoto Musashi, so whatever he said made sense. From Aguya to Hiyama to Kanon, Hanayama and the onlookers, everyone held their breath and waited for Musashi to make his move.

Musashi's swordsmanship is truly terrifyingly strong.

Rather than letting Musashi attack him, Akoya had considered launching a preemptive strike, but he couldn't, because as Musashi spoke, one sword was held horizontally in front of him, while the other hand seemed to be holding a blade of nothingness, pointing directly at Akoya's neck.

As is well known, Miyamoto Musashi was a two-sword style practitioner.

If he hadn't fought Bando, and if Kanon hadn't given Bando the chemical reagent, Musashi wouldn't have destroyed the Tokugawa clan's "Kuni-Tora" in that duel. Then, this time, wielding both the "Unnamed Kinjutsu" and the "Kuni-Tora," he would have displayed genuine, unparalleled dual-wielding skills! But ultimately, the "Kuni-Tora" was destroyed, and Musashi hasn't had a suitable second sword lately. This time, he's going to confront the Metropolitan Police Department alone—anyway, one sword is enough for him to dominate the world, so it doesn't matter!

Furthermore, if needed, Musashi's "air sword," which he holds loosely, can somewhat compensate for the shortcomings of dual-wielding.

Facing Aguya at this moment, Musashi used this technique, his aura rising, his swordless hand more powerful than a sword, not only forcing Aguya to stop him from advancing, but also unleashing his sword intent, slashing at Aguya with an "air sword"!

Musashi's "Air Slash" was incredibly realistic, and the more skilled the user, the more lifelike it felt. Coupled with Aguya's naturally fast reaction speed, when Musashi used the fake sword to slash at him, Aguya's whole body shuddered, and he subconsciously dodged to the side.

Then Musashi's true sword arrived.

He first interfered with Akoya's actions with an invisible and intangible "air sword," and then slashed with a real sword. Just the fact that the "air sword" was invisible broke the connection between Hiyama and Akoya. He used the two swords with different rhythms. Even if Akoya had a super biological clock and super reaction, it would be extremely difficult for him to escape unscathed from this attack!

As expected, Aguya was struck by the sword, a wound opening along the center line of his body, blood splattering onto the faces and bodies of the onlookers, triggering a series of screams: "Ah! Murder!"

"Murder?" Musashi raised an eyebrow. "Not yet."

It turns out that Hiyama Akoya couldn't see Musashi's "air sword," but he could see Musashi wielding a real sword. So when Musashi made his second slash, he gave a timely signal. Akoya shifted his center of gravity at the limit and retreated slightly, managing to escape with his life and avoid being cut in two by Musashi.

However, Aguya was seriously injured and knelt on one knee, his fighting strength was reduced by more than half.

But Musashi had no intention of ending there: "Next is the second sword... It seems there's a problem with the order; actually, this should have been used earlier..."

"But it doesn't matter." Musashi stepped forward and drew his sword, sweeping it horizontally.

"Ah!" Hiyama exclaimed. As someone with an incredibly precise biological clock, she immediately noticed Musashi's change—the rhythm of this sword strike was much faster than his previous Iai!

Musashi's original sword speed was already unparalleled, but this sweeping attack was even faster, probably approaching the speed of sound... Hiyama's signal was too slow again, and before she could press the button with a flick of her finger, Musashi's sword had already struck Akoya! Akoya could only fight alone, relying on his lightning-fast reflexes and remaining stamina to jump backward, but... he still couldn't dodge it all, and his abdomen was slashed again.

Now, Musashi had left a cross-shaped wound on Aguya's body. Neither wound was fatal on its own, but the place where the two wounds met opened up a large gash, which was exactly the center of the human body. In an instant, Aguya bled profusely, and even a section of his intestines was exposed... He could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground.

"Ah!" Hiyama screamed again, this time not in shock at Musashi's strength, but in lamentation over his lover's injury.

As for the onlookers, they had all sorts of thoughts. Musashi was truly strong; he said he could kill Akoya, and he really did. The experience of being suppressed just now felt like a dream, and when he woke up, Musashi was still the unparalleled swordsman. Akoya was also truly miserable. Such a strong man, fast, powerful, and physically robust, had once performed well in beating Musashi, but after two sword strikes, not only was he drained of his strength, but even his soul was taken away—the result of massive blood loss. Akoya Kiyoaki was already in a daze.

With the battle having progressed to this point, Musashi had won regardless of the circumstances, and he no longer needed to unleash the so-called "third strike."

However, Musashi has a strong sense of chivalry. What does that mean? It means that when you're out in the world, you have to keep your word. If you say you'll kill Aguya with three swords, you really have to kill Aguya with three swords!

Will Akoya die? Of course he will! But human life isn't really that important to Musashi...

Without sheathing his sword, and with no iaido next, Musashi casually swung his "Nameless Golden Heavy" a few times and said, "It's time for the third strike."

"Enough." A clear shout drew Musashi's attention, and he turned to look at Hanon.

Musashi wasn't very surprised. Skilled martial artists are always observant and aware of their surroundings. He already knew that Kanon had arrived when he was fighting Aguya earlier: "Little girl, are you going to stop me?"

"Of course! Isn't it obvious? The outcome is already decided, why do you have to be so ruthless?" Hanon didn't make any extreme move to save someone from under her sword. Everything happened naturally. While talking to Musashi, she also called out to passersby, "Please call an ambulance."

The onlookers snapped out of their daze and pulled out their phones. Actually, they didn't need to make any arrangements. Akoya was representing the Metropolitan Police Department this time, and Kaoru Hanayama had been summoned by the higher-ups of the Metropolitan Police Department. Both sides' behind-the-scenes bigwigs had prepared emergency medical teams and could treat Akoya immediately... if Musashi hadn't stopped them.

Musashi frowned at Kanon's explanation, appearing somewhat dissatisfied: "The outcome of our battle was already decided in the first strike. The following two strikes were my demonstrations of martial arts principles based on actual situations. The second strike was about 'overcoming skill with brute force, suppressing everything.' As long as my sword gets faster each time, this old man Aguya will eventually be unable to react in time. As for the third strike, I also have my own ideas and plan to test it on him. Why are you trying to stop me? Isn't it only natural for a martial artist to dedicate himself to the martial art?"

“Sigh…” Hana shook her head: “It seems we really have a generation gap.” She held up a finger: “First, not every martial artist is a seeker of the Dao. There were many martial artists in your time who were willing to die for the Dao in the evening. But they are rare in modern society. Anyway, Aguya certainly doesn’t want to be killed by you just to see you wield a sword.”

She held up a second finger: "Two, what's the point of showing off those three slashing techniques? I know some people can write four different '回' characters, and I know some people in Goose City are proficient in nine ways to make people look decent, but they're all useless..."

Hanon's words were incomprehensible not only to Musashi, but even to the Japanese people beside him. Musashi only understood the last sentence: "You're saying I'm a good-for-nothing?"

His attention shifted from Akoya to Kanon.

Author's Note: It's still the third update today. The battle between Kanon and Musashi should be able to begin.

Regarding yesterday's statement that this was the third-to-last major plot point, there's still another anime storyline and its ending coming up. The logic of "Fat Boy's Way" is flawed and it's still ongoing, so we won't discuss it. The same goes for the "Kengan Rengoku" storyline; since it's not finished, we won't delve too much into it. The next anime time-travel plot... no hints, just guess! 2333

Section 847, Chapter 838: It seems he is not...

Kanon and Musashi have begun their standoff again. In the short time since Musashi's resurrection, this is the third time the two have faced each other solemnly. Perhaps Musashi and Kanon are destined for a showdown where they will give their all...

"Very well, the third sword strike, it doesn't matter who it kills." Musashi lowered his head slightly, and as his chin tightened, his aura also rapidly subsided, almost making the surrounding audience feel a sense of emptiness. In the blink of an eye, he was a ferocious and wild swordsman wielding a demon, and in the blink of an eye, he became a huge black hole, absorbing everything—aura, emotions, people's gazes—but responding to nothing.

Imagine if Musashi were to unleash his sword once more, releasing all of this back into the open—it would be an earth-shattering event, like the Big Bang!

Hanon was not afraid at all. She had long been determined to fight Musashi, so why would she be afraid of Musashi's strength? No matter whether Miyamoto Musashi used 80%, 100%, or 120% of his skills, she was confident that she could win!

bring it on?

"Hmm?" Hanon and Musashi both raised an eyebrow as a tall figure blocked their path. After Akoya Kiyoaki was severely injured by Musashi, the only person with such a towering figure was Hanayama Kaoru.

"Brother Huashan? You..."

"I heard you and Miyamoto Musashi have agreed on a date for your fight, the day after tomorrow." Hanayama slowly removed his coat—a trench coat he'd casually wrapped around himself—revealing his rather grotesque appearance. But he was, after all, a burly, imposing man. Hanayama's massive frame, bulging muscles, and the "Hero's Journey" tattoo covering his entire back all suggested he was a man with a story. Intimidated by his presence, no one mocked him, and no one spoke; everyone listened intently to Hanayama.

"So now you step back. The one who will fight Miyamoto Musashi is me."

Huashan turned his head and bowed to Musashi: "Mr. Miyamoto, we have never met before and have no grudges against each other, but I have been asked by someone to come with me for the sake of 'righteousness'."

Emmm... Musashi stared at Hanayama, scrutinizing him for a while, feeling quite hesitant.

Miyamoto Musashi's martial arts skills had long surpassed the ordinary, and his perception of qi was profound and mysterious. When he saw a powerful martial artist, he could often see their true nature. Usually, when Musashi looked at other martial artists, he would see delicious food and wine or gold and silver treasures, but today, when he saw Hanayama, all he saw was pure white.

“Strange, to have reached the state of ‘nothingness’ at such a young age? That can’t be true…” Musashi loosened his grip on the sword, rested his hand on his chin and rubbed it, and suddenly realized: “Oh, it’s because this young man’s willpower is pure and immaculate, so pure that I couldn’t see through his foundation at a glance… This purity is the first I’ve ever encountered in my life, it’s really impressive!”

Musashi then showed a delighted expression and placed his hand back on the hilt of his sword: "Young man, please state your name."

This is a blatant and aggressive statement, implying that Hanayama Kaoru is seen as someone "worth killing," just like Aguya Kiyoaki was just now.

Faced with Musashi's questioning, Hanayama smacked his lips—

"Huashan!"

"Ok?"

The shout of "Hanayama!" wasn't Hanayama announcing himself, but rather came from Kanon behind him. Musashi was startled, the passersby were startled, and Hanayama Kaoru was startled as well. He first turned his head, wanting to see why Kanon was shouting his name, but just as he did so, he sensed an overwhelming killing intent surging towards him, forcing Hanayama to turn his entire body around as well. At the same time, he even raised his arms, crossing his hands in front of his chest, assuming a defensive stance.

As soon as Huashan finished the routine, his arm was imprinted with Hanon's pink fist.

Hanon's arms were white and tender, like solidified cream, sometimes reminiscent of tofu, as if they could be crushed with a pinch, soft and easily broken.

Hanon's fists weren't big either. She didn't have broad, thick palms; they were about the same size as an average man's hand, with slightly longer fingers. But when you clenched them, they were still small and clumpy, not only far from being "as big as a sandbag" or "as big as a clay pot," but they didn't even give off a sense of pressure.

However, once people learn about Kanon's identity and have personally encountered her, no one can underestimate Kanon's punches.

Kaoru Hanayama understood this all too well. Although he didn’t know why Kanon had suddenly attacked, Hanayama’s defensive stance was already fully executed. Even Musashi, who was in front of him—no, behind him now—would secretly admire him, thinking, “Such a solid stance, such strong bones and muscles. It’s at least similar to the bull he killed back then, and maybe even stronger.”

But even with such a defensive stance, Kaoru Hanayama couldn't withstand a single punch from Kanon...

The moment they made contact, Huashan felt two completely different forces coming from Huayin's fist. One went left, the other right, each tracing an arc before converging on Huashan's back, forming an ellipse. Describing this sensation would take a long time, but it happened in an instant. By the time Huashan reacted, a loud "bang" resounded from his back; his muscles, unable to withstand the "whirlwind" generated by the combined forces, burst open, creating a small hole!

The mountains crumbled, the tides surged, and Huashan's massive body fell backward. Despite his bravery, he was knocked down by Huayin's punch! The hole in his back opened right in front of the face with the "Xia Ke Xing" tattoo, and the flesh and blood that were blown away by the impact made it look like the ronin in the "Xia Ke Xing" painting was spitting blood.

But before Hanayama could figure out what was happening, Kanon's second punch followed.

Hanayama was stunned by the first punch, making it even harder for him to resist the second. This time, he only had time to raise one hand to block, and the punch that Kanon threw was the "modified ultimate supersonic punch" used against Pike, a super attack that pushed his body to its limits, and it even created a sonic boom!

Hanon's fist struck Hanayama's palm, then slammed into Hanayama's face, pressing down on his hand. Hanayama's nose was instantly dented, his nasal bridge fractured, and blood gushed out. The sonic boom also reverberated in his brain and eardrums, causing intense dizziness. As for the impact of the punch... Hanayama's massive body, which had been about to fall, didn't need to fall now; he was sent flying backward, his feet leaving the ground.

Kaoru Hanayama... fainted.

Before lying down, he cast a puzzled look at Hana, clearly wanting to know why Hana had suddenly attacked him.

Unfortunately, he didn't get an answer. The answer was a soft sigh from Hana: "Brother Hanayama, whether you challenged Musashi because of a friend's request or because of a martial artist's excitement, the gap between you and him is real. Rashly challenging him will only put you in danger."

Kaoru Hanayama is very strong, but she still has a long way to go to reach the level of Musashi and Kanon. This gap cannot be bridged overnight unless one is a born martial arts prodigy, but such a person is one in ten thousand!

Now that Kaoru Hanayama has been knocked down by Kanon's two punches, it seems he's not...

Author's Note: There will be another chapter in a little while.

Chapter 839, Section 848: Musashi, I'm going to kill you.

The surprise attack on Hanayama by Hanon happened very quickly; everyone only realized what was happening after the battle was over.

Passersby were completely bewildered: "What happened? Who am I? Where am I? What am I looking at? How did a delicate young girl suddenly defeat a burly man?"

Musashi watched with great interest: "Ah, although I failed to kill that pure white little brother, you are ultimately the most suitable person for me... I am very happy to experience the feeling of being fought over again."

Miyamoto Musashi was not the kind of ascetic martial artist; even during his lifetime, he was already a highly respected swordsman. In his middle age, Musashi became a star idol throughout Japan, with daimyo and nobles from all over the country considering it an honor to associate with him. Even the shogun once summoned him to Kyoto to demonstrate his martial arts skills. This feeling of being the center of attention was exactly what Musashi, a man driven by fame and fortune, desired.

To this, Hanon could only roll her eyes and retort, "You don't even find it cheesy to say that? What a disgusting and saccharine old man."

"Are you mocking me again? Whatever, I'm going to draw my sword against you no matter what." Musashi shrugged. During this time, he hadn't relaxed his control of his aura, and his sword intent had accumulated to a terrifying level. Just as he had said before, this third strike was inevitable, whether it was to kill Aguya, Hanazono, or now Hanon.

But... Kanon shook her head: "I don't want to fight you, not today, not here."

"What!" This sentence shocked both Musashi and the passersby. Kanon had knocked down Hanayama and was exchanging sharp words with Musashi. It seemed like they were about to fight, right? How come it ended peacefully in the end?

Musashi remained as steady as a mountain, but his voice trembled slightly: "Are you making fun of me?" But the tremor quickly disappeared; as expected of Miyamoto Musashi, he calmed down so quickly.

Musashi nodded calmly: "Fine, we've already agreed to fight the day after tomorrow anyway, I can wait."

Unfortunately, tonight was destined to be a night of shock for Musashi. After saying this, he had tacitly agreed to let the matter of the night end, but unexpectedly, Kanon followed up and said, "It's not the day after tomorrow... Since you and I are here, and Akoya and Hanayama are here as well, the Metropolitan Police Department and Tokugawa are probably monitoring what is happening here. So I would like to revise the previous agreement and extend the duel date by three days."

"Hmm?" Musashi loosened his grip on the sword hilt, and the terrifying sword intent that had been building up seemed to dissipate. The ancient swordsman blinked and looked at Hanon with a somewhat dazed expression: "Little girl, are you afraid of me? You've been dragging this out. If you don't want to fight anymore, just say so."

Hanon shook her head again: "It's not because I'm afraid. I postponed it for three days because I need to prepare better. Given the latest situation, my purpose in this battle has changed." Hanon took a deep breath before continuing: "Hoo... Musashi, I will not only defeat you, but I will also 'kill you'!"