We agreed to be in a band for life, what the heck is Dragon Raja?

Join the Fierce Ghosts?

How can it be?

This is almost an insult!

But judging from the king's tone... it seems that he really felt quite regretful about it.

"Alas..." the king sighed.

“Your strength… is indeed very strong, I do acknowledge that.”

"But... you must have already figured out why I've been talking to you for so long."

He gently patted Kazama Ruri beside him. Kazama Ruri opened her eyes and easily broke free from the shackles that the Snake-Headed Eight Family had put on her feet.

The king narrowed his eyes.

"They know perfectly well that I'm waiting for the sedatives injected by the Snake Clan to wear off, yet they pretend not to know, acting as if they're absolutely certain of taking us down."

"Your Excellency... is far too confident in your own abilities."

"Hahahaha." Upon hearing this, Uesugi Kotetsu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I have to tell you something..."

“From beginning to end... I have never cared about your strength, not even the one lying on the bed just now.”

Uesugi said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Just by sensing the aura emanating from you... I know you are no match for me."

"How long the battle will last depends only on how much strength I still have left, not on what you have been waiting for... the so-called evil demon."

"Heh..." the king sneered, "We'll find out soon enough."

The voice has not fallen,

Akechi Asuya had already made the first move.

His years of unparalleled close-combat prowess at Kassel College, earning him the nickname "Demon Blade," gave him immense confidence.

Although Uesugi Kotsu's strength is unfathomable, and is likely far superior to his,

However, Akechi Asuya believed that at such close range, combined with Kazama Ruri's combat prowess, even if Genji Chisei himself were present, he would perish on the spot.

Could this old man before me, whose background I know nothing about, possibly be stronger than Genjiro, who has 'royal blood' flowing through his veins?

Uesugi sighed:

"Having endured this long... has put you people in a difficult position."

With a clear "clang," he also drew his sword.

He brought only one ancient sword from his sword museum today... but he is absolutely confident that one weapon will be enough for his return to the Snake Clan.

"Little tricks."

Seeing Uesugi Koshi's posture as he drew his sword, Akechi Asuya couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

Too unfamiliar!

Decrepit and indecisive!

He would never make that mistake again after only a month of practicing kendo!

Regardless of the old man's previous identity, whether he came from the Snake Clan, the Demon Clan, or any other force, it cannot conceal the fact that his era has passed!

Swah——

A thousand thoughts flashed through Akechi Asuya's mind, and at that moment, the blade's edge was already close to Uesugi Kotsu's throat.

"die!"

He suddenly realized that he could take her down by himself without Kazama Ruri even having to lift a finger.

It turns out that the aura released by this old man was just a facade, a mere bluff!

A cruel smile appeared on Akechi Asuya's face.

I... I've been fooled for so long.

Once you've become a corpse... watch me slowly dissect you...

"Ho-"

Just as Akechi Asuya was about to shout to end the battle, he suddenly found that he could no longer make a sound, only a hoarse 'hoarse' sound.

"What... what's wrong with me...?"

But he never had the chance to figure out what was going on.

Because at this moment,

Blood was gushing from his throat.

Snapped!

Akechi Asuya's body fell to the ground from mid-air, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

Uesugi Kotsuki slowly sheathed his sword, without even glancing at him.

"His swordsmanship is too rough. It seems that he usually relies on his physical strength from his bloodline to fight, and has neglected to hone his skills."

Uesugi Kotsu casually commented a few words, then looked at the two bewildered people in front of him.

Although Akechi Asuya was powerful, he was far from being a match for him.

Moreover, in terms of understanding swordsmanship, Akechi Asuya was far inferior to him; Asuya couldn't even comprehend the profound meaning of his swordsmanship.

He easily killed the head of the Kanto branch with a single move.

"It seems my strength has declined less than I thought."

Uesugi sighed.

"Ugh……"

He kicked Akechi Asuya's corpse aside, clearing a wide space in front of him.

Subsequently,

He looked at Kazama Ruri:

"The reason I came here today is because someone told me that he encountered someone in Kobe who also had 'royal blood' flowing through his veins."

“However…” Uesugi Kotsugi looked puzzled, “Why does it feel like the ‘royal blood’ flowing through your veins isn’t quite pure enough?”

He was unaware of Kazama Ruri's true origins, but was quite amazed by the bloodline flowing through his veins.

In Uesugi Kotsu's perception, it was true that Kazama Ruri possessed 'royal blood,' but he always felt that... she was still a step away from being a true 'royal.'

Ruri Kazama did not answer, her expression showing some surprise and uncertainty.

How come another 'emperor' has suddenly appeared?

Yesterday in Kobe, he was already shocked by the fact that the 'Dream Eater' hidden behind the scenes in the ZONE was able to suppress him.

But then Kazama Ruri thought again: Japan, after all, has a population of 100 million, and its land area is neither too large nor too small on a global scale.

Moreover, this ZONE looks so young, even a few years younger than when he was discovered by the King.

It's not impossible that there is a member of the royal bloodline who was left behind.

But what's up with this old man in front of me?

The aura emanating from him was something I had never heard of before.

The kind of leadership qualities that can only be cultivated by holding a high position can never be developed by being a sword master in the deep mountains and forests.

Therefore,

After Uesugi Koshi killed Akechi Asuya with his sword, Kazama Ruri looked at the King first, her eyes seeming to ask, "Why didn't you tell me before that there was such a being in the world with royal blood flowing through his veins?"

Wang stood frozen in place, his eyes surging with unconcealable shock.

He knew Akechi Asuya's strength better than anyone else. Although he was far inferior to Genjiro, he was not so weak that he would be killed by Genjiro with a single strike.

However, when facing this old man, he couldn't even last a single round, forcing Kazama Ruri, who had intended to follow up with his attacks, to stop in place.

"Hehe... I see."

The king glanced at the corpse of Akechi Asuya, then slowly raised his head to look at the ancient sword held in Uesugi Kotsu's hand.

"Should I address you as... Patriarch Uesugi?"

Although she remained outwardly calm, Herzog's heart was in turmoil.

This being is still alive?!

His other identity—Tachibana Masamune, the patriarch of the Hebi-Hachi family—was someone who had special knowledge of the Hebi-Hachi family's secret files.

In the past, he learned about the deeds of this unconventional patriarch while chatting with some of the elders in the family.

Herzog never dreamed that he would encounter Uesugi Kotsugi at Genji Heavy Industries.

Who exactly granted him access to Genji Heavy Industries? And at a level that Kaguya wouldn't specifically remind him of?

A burning rage surged through Herzog's mind, a rage that seemed to want to scorch his very soul.

How many times has his plan been thwarted?

First, there was the mysterious ZONE, and then there was the old man in front of him whose identity he had already figured out.

Although he knew about the connection between Uesugi Koshi and the Minamoto brothers, this person had no role on the stage he had created.

Why did he show up uninvited?!

"Oh?" Uesugi Koshi looked at the king with curiosity. "I didn't expect you to know so much about the past, and that you were able to recognize my identity."

He never intended to hide his name. When he first entered the Snake Clan, everyone in the clan had to bow down to him.

Even after decades, when he rejoined the Snake Clan, he was still undoubtedly the strongest fighter.

Even Genjiro, who is 'Amaterasu no Mikoto', is far less powerful than him, so why does he need to hide his identity?

Moreover, Uesugi Echizen is undoubtedly the legitimate heir of the family. Although the current Snake Clan is unwilling to mention this patriarch, this fact cannot be denied.

"I could tell from the ancient sword in your hand."

Wang Jiangdao.

“Ancient swords of this caliber have been lost for a long time. In the past, only the Snake Clan had such collections, but they have long since disappeared.”

"It is said that when a patriarch left the family, he took all the artifacts in the sword museum with him, and no one knows where he went."

"These swords and knives have never circulated in the market, so they must have always been kept in his possession."

"Through these clues, I was able to deduce... that you are actually this being."

"I see. I didn't expect you to recognize me in this way." Uesugi Kotsushi was also somewhat surprised.

"But unfortunately... these slightly clever words cannot save your life."

Having said that, he raised his knife again.

next moment,

An extremely domineering blade of light suddenly tore through the distance between him and the king, and with a speed that even Kazama Ruri couldn't react to, it crashed down on the king's head.

Two days of first-class service and two days of sunbathing!

Chapter 231 The Death of the King? The Southern Cloud Rain Moon Plan

Two days of first-class service and two days of sunbathing!

Niten Ichi-ryu is a sword style created by Miyamoto Musashi, who was known as the "Sword Saint" in history.

The term "two heavens" is derived from the principles of Yin and Yang, symbolizing the sun and the moon.

This swordsmanship has always been performed with two swords, one holding a katana in the right hand and a kodachi in the left, in order to reveal the true essence of Niten Ichi-ryu.

Although Uesugi Etsu only had an ancient sword in his hand at this moment, the way he swung his right hand with the sword was clearly the most powerful and fierce form of the 'Yang' style in the Niten Ichi-ryu school.

Swish!

An extremely domineering blade of light descended instantly.