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Then Xia Yan stopped looking at the middle-aged man. If the middle-aged man was willing to admit defeat, then he would naturally withdraw from the competition. If the man was unwilling to give in, he would just kick him out later.

Xia Yan set his sights on the weapons in the hands of the two old men, and used his abilities and his judgment of swords to break the weapons in their hands in the next moment!

Chapter 139: Running in the sunset...

It has to be said that the space-related abilities are very useful. Even if there is no way to open up a completely new space or create space partitions now, the ability to jump through space alone is enough for Xia Yan to have the ability to fight across levels.

Xia Yan disappeared on the spot as the silver light wrapped around his body. When he appeared again, he had arrived at the place where the two old men were fighting. However, the two old men were indeed more vigilant than those young people. The next moment when the light appeared beside him, the two men quickly ended the fighting and retreated at a high speed.

The blade in Xia Yan's hand swung in vain, but this would not interrupt Xia Yan's next action plan. It was just a failure. Even if this action failed, he could still organize the next round of attack. Xia Yan adjusted his body, and the moment his feet touched the ground, he flashed silver light again and disappeared on the spot.

After seeing that there was a person with special abilities among the finalists, the two old men tacitly stopped fighting each other. After all, although they had superb swordsmanship and rich skills, people with special abilities were still a formidable enemy to them.

Therefore, eliminating uncontrollable factors first is the most stable and correct step for them. Even the two old men just looked at each other and chose to fight back to back. In fact, how could these old men in the kendo circle not know each other? You know, sometimes the one who knows you best may be your opponent.

These old men understand their opponents perhaps better than they understand themselves.

"It really reminds me of the days when I was young and reckless, when we stood back to back and taught little hooligans a lesson. Those were distant memories, and now I can only reminisce about them. Originally, I thought I would never be able to experience that feeling of youth and recklessness again, especially when I was with you guys."

The serious expression on the other old man's face gradually melted away, revealing a smile. "There is a Chinese poem that goes, 'I am still as wild as a young man. Today, I will accompany you to be wild for once, but this does not mean that I will give up the right to hold the demon sword. You, the perennial second in command, should still stay in the second position."

The expression on the face of the old man who had spoken before collapsed slightly. For the two of them, it seemed that everything had returned to the distant past, the time when they were once youthful. However, there is a saying that goes, we cannot completely empathize with other people's joys and sorrows.

At least after Xia Yan landed on the ground in the distance, he only saw the two old men seemed to be flashing with the red light of sunset, as if the setting sun was about to sink into the horizon, the slowly flowing river, and the river bank exuding the fragrance of green grass emerged behind the old men, followed by the laughter of boys and girls.

It's that sentence: Do you see it? Running under the sunset is my youth that I can never get back.

What a development of a Japanese TV drama. For a moment, Xia Yan always felt that the atmosphere around him was not sunset-like enough, and he was out of tune with these two old people. He seemed to see two old people, with faces like those in early girls' comics, smiling and running in the sunset, saying, "Come on, come and catch me."

No! That's not right! If you think like that, there must be something seriously wrong!

Throwing aside the very strange fantasy in his mind, Xia Yan looked at the two old men who were defending with their backs to each other and began to think about how to defeat them quickly and roughly. After all, he was a good young man who respected the elderly and loved the young. He couldn't bear to see the elderly fighting with him so hard. If they sprained their waist or had a cramp after a long time, it would be troublesome.

The middle-aged man who was eliminated by Xia Yan first originally wanted to stand up and continue fighting, but after seeing the posture of the two old men and the ability of Xia Yan, he finally sighed, stood aside and chose to give up. He originally thought that the young man was the one in the first echelon, but now it seems that he is the weakest.

So why did he look so much like a clown on the stage when he made the first move? At this moment, the middle-aged man's self-esteem almost collapsed.

Fortunately, he was middle-aged after all, and had experienced a lot of things. He had also come into contact with a lot of things in this world that could destroy one's self-esteem, so he quickly settled down. At the same time, he couldn't help but consider whether he should find a way to become a person with special abilities.

Although it seems to be very different from normal kendo and looks more like a ninja or an assassin, it must be said that if you really encounter danger, like the young boy in front of you, average strength is the most likely to survive. The most important thing is that watching this battle like in the comics, the uncle's heart also has a few more middle school souls.

Being strong is a temporary thing, but being handsome is a lifelong thing.

Not to mention that he could be like the young man in front of him, who could flash to another location, if he could make flames or even thunder come out of the blade, he could brag about it for the rest of his life. What's more, the world seemed to be becoming more and more dangerous, and it would be much stronger if he had the ability to protect himself.

Xia Yan appeared beside the two old men again, and swung the swords in his hands upwards from bottom to top, but it seemed that the division of labor between the two old men was very clear. Not only did they cover the front of them, but they also divided the work between the upper and lower parts. After one of the old men saw the precursor of the silver light, he had already inserted the sword in his hand into the ground.

The sound of metal colliding was heard, and Xia Yan quickly stepped back a certain distance. Looking at the gap that appeared on his blade, he couldn't help but frown. How should I put it? The two old men in front of him were really difficult to deal with. Perhaps he should feel even more frantic?

Xia Yan disappeared from the spot before the old man could counterattack, then came to the middle-aged man, reached out and took the middle-aged man's sword into his own hand, and then disappeared again.

When Xia Yan appeared again, he came in front of another old man, threw the blade in his hand outward, and then his figure disappeared again. The old man swung the blade in his hand forward and knocked the thrown blade to the side, but when he wanted to resist again, it was too late. The disappeared Xia Yan appeared above the old man.

Since the old man who I tested before defended in front of me, on the side and under my feet, then this old man is defending above me. But if he wants to block the weapon I throw at him, there will definitely be gaps in the old man's defense. Although it's just my guess, it's worth doing as long as there is an 80% success rate!

Chapter 140: Just a Blacksmith

Come and give it a try to see if your judgment is wrong!

The old man had not expected that this young man would be able to find the pattern of their defense at such a fast speed, and they had not yet figured out the limits of the young man's use of his spiritual abilities.

As the Master who saved the world, although the various knowledge and instincts in his body have not yet reached their peak, Xia Yan, who is already recovering, can certainly make quick judgments and inferences. After all, when you save the world, the enemy will not give you so many opportunities. Only by finding the right opportunity to be one step ahead can you get more chances of winning!

Although the two old men have rich experience, they have never experienced the kind of oppressive war that destroyed the world.

Xia Yan kicked the old man directly in the face. The powerful force of his feet caused the old man's head to lift back, and then it collided directly with the back of another old man's head. The pain made the two old men slightly dazed.

By the time they reacted, a sword was already at their necks.

Obviously, the winner has been decided at this moment. The young man standing on the high platform with the blood-red sword in his hand disappeared with a smile on his face, leaving only the blood-stained sword floating above the platform. Xia Yan did not look back at the three people present. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he could not help but feel a little happy in his heart. After all, he was about to take the sword that the Japanese had been longing for from them.

This is much more satisfying than firing Chen Gong's treasure three times at some unscrupulous Onmyoji!

In the real world, Daoman, who was taming an eagle monster, suddenly sneezed, and as a result, the strength in his hands became unbalanced. With the sound of broken bones, the eagle held in Daoman's hands had its head twisted off, which made the white wolf pretending to be a Samoyed tremble involuntarily.

Didn't the eagle just now show an attitude that it could outlast him? How come its head was directly broken? So was his luck good?

If I had felt unwilling at that time, would I have been the one to lose my head?

If you check the loyalty of the white wolf monster at this time, it must be increasing continuously and has reached an off-the-charts level. As long as you are strong enough and hold the lives of these guys in your hands, even if they are originally unwilling to exist, they will become extremely obedient under the belief of wanting to survive.

Doman was staring at the blood in his hand for a while, then a smile appeared on his face again. If he could sneeze, then it must be his master who was talking about him.

Oh my, how can I be so honored? I am so flattered. But the thought of this makes me extremely happy, because it proves that my master has me in his heart!

My Master is truly a strange person, as he has such deep feelings for an enemy who once stood in his way. However, if it weren't for this, it wouldn't be enough for me to join this camp.

Shaking off the blood on his hands, he let the eagle monster's body fall vertically onto the street. Doman stood on the roof of a high-rise building and slowly opened his hands, "I give my most sincere blessings to the Master!"

Just as Doman was about to collect more pets, a girl wearing green and woven clothes came to his side and said, "I finally caught up with you. Didn't you notice that there are already monsters near the master's location?"

Just as he finished speaking, a loud noise came from the competition hall in the distance, and then a huge, giant-like ice sculpture slowly broke through the top of the building and appeared in front of everyone. The sculpture looked like a venerable monk or a Buddha statue, but its hideous face showed terror.

After seeing the huge ice sculpture breaking through the building, Daoman, who had been smiling all the time, slowly restrained his smile, and was replaced by raging anger.

Anyone who sees that ferocious expression can't help but say that he is just like a wild beast.

At the same time, the black and red magic power on his body was also constantly spreading outwards, like a physical stream of water, which made the White Wolf Monster take two steps back. Daoman covered his face with one hand, "This is really a dereliction of duty! These damn monsters, I should have destroyed them all back then!

No... these guys are different from the ones I met back then! It seems that I need to work harder to make up for my mistakes. In this case, I can't waste time here any more. Let me destroy all those monsters so that they won't disturb my reunion with the Master! ! "

After saying that, Daoman activated his little paper man, and the paper man quickly grew bigger. Daoman jumped on it without hesitation, letting the little paper man take him back quickly.

The girl in the lush green haori sighed, turned her head and looked at the white wolf disguised as a dog. After thinking for a moment, she picked up the white wolf by the neck and ran towards the direction of the huge ice statue.

In the competition hall, a huge ice sculpture broke through the ground and the roof and appeared in front of old man Muramasa. The Snow Girl jumped back and landed on the head of the huge ice sculpture. She was a little tired and was breathing heavily, but there was still a smile on her face.

"See, this is my strength!! I admit that you look really strong and can forge a blade out of thin air, but that's it! Tell me your name, and I will remember it and send you to the Sanzu River!!"

The Snow Girl opened her arms, and her feet merged with the sculpture. Then she gradually sank and entered the center of the sculpture. Snowflakes began to float in the sky. Under the fluttering snowflakes, the huge existence that was originally like a sculpture began to move like a living thing. Even a thick layer of ice appeared wherever the statue's body passed.

After seeing how powerful their leader was, the little monsters around couldn't help but raise their hands and cheer.

Old Master Muramasa scratched his hair, a helpless look on his face. After kicking a little monster away, he looked at the huge ice giant and said, "You actually asked me the name of a mere swordsmith. I really appreciate your recognition. In this case, I must respond with my whole heart!"

Old Master Muramasa raised his hand forward and slowly closed his eyes. "Senko Muramasa, the swordsmith of Kuwana in Ise Province, and the first generation of the Muramasa School... Although I am only a forger, in order to be worthy of the Master and this body, I will wield this sword to save people!"

Chapter 141: Wuyuan Sword System

Muramasa opened his eyes and activated the [Eye of Karma]! This is the potential of the body. It is a subspecies of the skill Clairvoyance, which improves both static and dynamic vision, and is a specialized eye for combat actions.

With this body, he cannot see through fate like a clairvoyant... It should be so, but due to Muramasa's values ​​of gazing at "karma" in the flames throughout his life, his eagle eyes can not only see through prey, but even reach the point of seeing cause and effect.

"Witness until the last moment! All living beings have Buddha nature. This is the essence of forging!"

The blazing flames spread outwards. At this moment, it seemed that in everyone's eyes, there appeared an endless barren plain of hills. Above the earth that was like a blazing fire, under the sky that was like a burning furnace, one weapon after another that had been forged with all one's strength was inserted here. If someone could pause time and carefully identify them, they would find that -

This seems to be showing the life trajectory of a knife maker!

Then these blades exploded with a loud bang, and this special space disappeared like a phantom, condensing into the hands of the knife maker.

This is a treasure that can create the ultimate sword. After unfolding a special inherent barrier and creating a wilderness of countless swords, all the swords will shatter like snowflakes, and only one sword will be left in the hand of Sengo Muramasa. It is a slash that can cut through time, space, and even cause and effect.

“The essence, understand.

Complete the concept and conclude.

Forging technique, critical.

Arriving here, all kinds of things are gathered together, and there are piles of knife graves.

Use cause and effect to cut off past karma.

The Eightfold Wall was built by the Thousand Sons' Blades.

Cut off the cause and effect, cut off the fate, cut off the bad karma!

The Wuyuan sword system can even cut through myself.

That is to be liberated from past karma! "

Old man Muramasa slowly clenched his right hand, pouring all his heart and soul into it, forging and refining it to the point of burning himself out. All kinds of concentration, the wishes of all things, all non-karma - everything exists to reach this sword.

The raging fire blew up the old man's coat, and those eyes stared at the huge ice giant, which made the Snow Girl in the body of the ice giant feel a little more fearful. Even if she just looked into those eyes, she seemed to feel her soul being burned by the flames. She absolutely could not let this guy in front of her swing that knife!

But it's too late!

"I finally mastered you completely by giving up redundancy, weight, and speed. It took me a long time... Watch carefully, the pulse of the sword is here!"

The huge frost giant raised his hand and grabbed some of the discarded materials on the top of the building. The ice quickly spread outward like two hammers. He wanted to smash the old man in front of him into meat paste!

“Go to hell!!”

The Snow Girl roared just as the ice and snow were about to fall.

Stripes of magic circuits appeared on old man Muramasa's face, and then a samurai sword burning with blazing flames appeared in his hand. Through the blazing fire, one could seem to see the sharpness and sacredness of the sword. That's right, this was a perfect knife, a perfect sword, which was the realm that old man Muramasa had reached throughout his life.

This ultimate sword inscription is——

"This is my Tsumukarii Muramasa!"

The blade slashed from top to bottom, and the blazing sword energy spread forward. It was obviously just a sword of ordinary size, but the next moment when it fell to ashes, not only the ice giant, but the entire venue was cut in half. The hot breath continued to spread outward on the huge knife mark.

The body of this ice giant paused in the state of swinging fists, and at the same time, the ice on his body began to melt slowly. In the center of this ice giant, the Snow Girl also had a sword wound on her body that seemed to be cut in half by the imprint of fire.

"Why... why can humans forge such weapons... why can humans reach such heights... this world is indeed abnormal, Lord Yaqi... please come to this world as soon as possible and cleanse all these mistakes..."

As she spoke, the Snow Girl's body, which was originally no different from humans, began to gradually turn into ice, and then assimilated with the ice and snow giant. She was a monster born from ice and snow, and after death she would naturally turn back into ice and snow. She would not leave any remains for humans to study.

At the last moment of her life, the Snow Girl's heart still contained confusion and hatred towards humans. Then her body completely turned into ice and snow. The entire ice giant exploded into tiny ice crystals, and the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed a little.

Under the illumination of a beam of sunlight, it constantly reflects light, illuminating the icy freshness of the rainbow, which looks extremely beautiful.

After all, monsters are, to some extent, children of nature. It is not surprising that such a beautiful scene is born after the death of a monster, provided that you don't hear the voice coming from behind. After hearing the voice behind me, old man Muramasa couldn't help but sigh.

"Am I late? My crime is truly unforgivable, so what tools should I prepare so that the Master can punish this beautiful beast of mine?"

The frivolous, joking words reached the ears of the girl who had just arrived. The talented swordsman girl couldn't help but cover her arm, shivered all over, and even almost vomited blood.

After all, the guy in front of you is so weird that you have no idea whether what he said is sincere or a joke. However, judging from his previous performance, this guy is sincere... probably.

Master Muramasa covered his face with his hands, and in his heart he couldn't help but wonder once again why his Master always encountered such people. He was a majestic, fearless and trouble-free person.

His way of speaking is rather blunt and rude, and even when he is complimented he is not approachable. It is easy to think he is a cold person when you first meet him, but once you get to know him, you will find that he is very good at taking care of others and is a chivalrous person.

In Chaldea, he is truly one of those old men with a chivalrous heart. Just like old man Wang Hassan who loves to read fairy tales to children, he is welcomed by the children and heroes of Chaldea. From time to time, he will send a midnight snack to the heroes who are working overtime. He is the kind of old man who is always worried.

Mr. Muramasa is really worried that if his master stays with such a guy for too long, his mental health will be affected.

Chapter 142: Demonic Sword? Just a Weapon

"That's enough! Onmyoji, you are not late. The trial space is about to open."

Old man Muramasa looked up and saw a red light gradually appearing in front of him. This was a sign that the previous trial space was about to open. It seemed that the ownership of the demon sword had been decided.

Not long ago in the trial space, looking at the bloody blade in front of him, Xia Yan did not hesitate, he reached out and grabbed it in his hand, the next moment he seemed to have come to a dark space. Xia Yan felt familiar with such a situation. How to say it, when he was getting along with the heroic spirits, he should have experienced a lot of similar things.

The one who appeared before him was still the sword spirit boy, and this boy looked at Xia Yan in front of him and asked only one question, "What do you think of the demon sword?"

Xia Yan scratched his hair as he looked at the boy in front of him, without giving it much thought. "It's just a weapon."

These straightforward words made the sword spirit boy stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

Xia Yan smiled, opened his hands, and shrugged his shoulders gently, "How should I put it? I have seen many divine swords, holy swords, magic swords, divine spears, and divine weapons. So in my eyes, the demon sword is nothing special."

The sword spirit boy looked at Xia Yan in front of him and stood there in a daze, as if he found it difficult to understand for a moment what the boy had just said. After carefully and calmly confirming it repeatedly, the sword spirit boy covered his stomach and laughed out loud. What should he say?

This is the first time that someone has simply viewed the demon sword as a weapon.

To a certain extent, it can also be classified as an anomaly, and all anomalies do not appear out of thin air without any basis. The monsters come from another world and come to this world to survive, and he comes to this world because of a certain cause and effect relationship with those monsters.

As one of the four keys to seal a giant snake, the demon sword has been the object of competition since the day it was born. Wherever the names of these demon swords are heard, blood will surely flow on the ground. It seems that they have become a special symbol of communication with gods, representing authority and power. All demon swords are treated with reverence by humans.