I'm in Type-Moon, I have a Holy Evil Simulator

If the three swordsmen could kill White-Cloaked Shura, it would mean that White-Cloaked Shura was nothing special and Musashi had misjudged him, and he simply slipped away afterwards.

It would be great if the three swordsmen were killed by the White-Clothed Shura, and there would be no need to pay any money.

"Yoshi! It's finally my turn!!"

After being roughly sure that he had a 100% chance of winning, the flower of heaven, Miyamoto Musashi, finally stepped out in wooden clogs to challenge the white-clothed Shura Axue.

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 39: Is a sword such an inconvenient thing?

"Hey! White-robed Shura! I've been looking for you for quite some time!"

Just after Axue put away her knife, she heard a clear female voice talking to her from behind.

"......woman?"

Axue looked back following the voice and saw the monk asking with his hand lowering his hat.

"I wonder what this beautiful female donor wants from me?"

"Ouch! You blind man, you're lying with your eyes open! Can you tell I'm as beautiful as a flower just by saying this? Wahahahaha!!"

Musashi put his hands on his hips and laughed out loud, and the waves in his chest began to shake.

"This is just my unique and special skill."

"You have a sweet mouth. You must be very popular with women as a monk."

The female donor then frowned suddenly and said seriously.

"Yes! I am the gorgeous Tengen Flower! The swordsman Shinmen Musashi no Kami Fujiwara Genshin!"

"White-robed Shura, can't you sense the murderous aura emanating from this so-called beautiful female donor you mentioned?"

indeed.

Axue frowned slightly. Miyamoto Musashi was indeed exuding a unique aura at this moment.

That is the aura.

Miyamoto Musashi's soul is burning with fiery fighting spirit at this moment!

That's not the aura unique to swordsmen.

But it is the unique aura of a murderer!

Although this woman's voice sounded so sweet and playful, the aura she exuded could not deceive anyone——

The weapon at her waist exudes a strong sense of hostility!

I'm afraid that no less than a hundred people have died under this woman's knife!

"...I never duel swords with women."

Axue still did not draw his sword, but put his hands together and said.

"There is no grudge between us. I don't want to kill innocent people like you, the donor."

"I killed innocent people? Those I killed were all famous swordsmen!"

Miyamoto Musashi said this and then scratched his hair, his tone a little uncertain.

"Maybe... maybe... I've killed people by mistake sometimes...? Oh, it's so troublesome to think about it all the time! I always have rules when killing people!"

The beautiful swordswoman raised her finger.

"First! When someone is being unilaterally slaughtered! Kill them!"

"Second! When someone's dignity and beliefs are trampled upon for pleasure by others! Kill them!"

"Third! When I'm hungry and my food is taken away! Kill!"

Then Miyamoto Musashi crossed his arms and hummed.

"Blind man! Based on these three rules! You can't just accuse me of killing innocent people, right?"

"In these chaotic times, just based on your third rule, I'm sure you'll go to hell after you die."

"What?! Why do you, a monk, like to exaggerate so much?"

Miyamoto Musashi was shocked.

"Isn't it said that if you say Namo Amitabha during your lifetime, you can go to the Western Paradise after death?! You monk believe in fake Buddhism!!"

"...It seems that your understanding of Buddhism is very superficial."

Axue shook her head and stopped arguing with the female swordsman, preparing to turn around and leave.

But Miyamoto Musashi muttered behind his back——

"Hey! White Shura! I'm here to duel swords with you! What kind of warrior are you if you run away without permission?"

"Before I became a samurai, I was a monk."

"Hmm...you blind man are really good at sophistry..."

Musashi was stuck for a moment.

This uneducated, busty woman is really no match for the learned monk Axue.

But just when Axue thought Musashi had given up, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and his tailbone suddenly shot out a chill that was enough to freeze everything!

"Qiang!!!"

The Suzumaru Tsuneji was unsheathed in an instant, and Axue put the sword behind her back to block Miyamoto Musashi's sneak attack!

"Hehehe! You blind man can really see the future!"

Musashi was smiling, but the strength of the large sword in his hand began to increase!

As Xue was already at the end of his strength after using his hands behind his back to block the sword, he was then knocked back by Miyamoto Musashi's sword, his steps became disorderly, and he took several steps back!

"A sneak attack from behind! What kind of hero are you?!"

Axue's anger suddenly burst out.

Over the years, he has been a hero and has pacified countless bandits, but none of those unscrupulous thieves have been as despicable as the female swordsman in front of him!

To suddenly draw your sword and strike the enemy in the back while chatting and laughing is a disgrace to a samurai! It is a disgrace to a swordsman!

"Heh, is swordsmanship such an inconvenient thing?"

There was no trace of guilt in Miyamoto Musashi's tone; on the contrary, she spoke with great pride.

"White-robed Shura! This way, we're enemies! We have a reason to fight!"

"So--"

The female swordsman bent her waist slightly, and the blade of the large sword flashed with cold light!

"The Flower of Heaven, the New Rabbit Musashi no Kami Fujiwara no Genshin, is here!!!"

Hearing Miyamoto Musashi's high fighting spirit, Axue immediately stopped being arrogant. He quickly adjusted his pace and held the Suzumaru Tsunetsugu tightly in his hand!

At this moment, the observation Haki is fully activated!

In the boundless darkness, Miyamoto Musashi's murderous aura was like a flying bird flashing in the thunder, and two brilliant and surging sword intents suddenly burst out in front of him!

"Is it the Two-Sword Style!?"

Axue held the Suzumimaru Tsuneji in her hand and blocked Miyamoto Musashi's double swords Hua Zhan!

"Tsk, what a fine sword! It truly deserves to be one of the Five Swords of the World!"

Musashi's blue eyes greedily observed the Suzumaru Tsuneji in Axue's hand, then he licked his lips and said excitedly.

"From now on, it's mine, blind man!"

"...I've never seen a warrior of your style before!"

It was also the first time that Axue had seen an enemy using two swords to fight.

After all, it would take an ordinary person a lifetime to master just one weapon. How could anyone be proficient in the art of fighting with both hands and be able to control two weapons at the same time?

After fighting with Miyamoto Musashi for several rounds, Axue was also using the blade to measure the length of the two weapons of the female swordsman.

One is a large sword, more than one meter long, which is a rare length among samurai swords.

One is a wakizashi, more than half a meter long, which is the sword used by ordinary samurai to commit suicide by seppuku.

The lengths of these two katanas were incompatible with each other. Miyamoto Musashi, holding these two swords, fought against Axue mostly with only the Ōdachi to chop each other. In fact, more often than not, the wakizashi was a burden...

Could it be that this so-called dual-wielding skill is just a trick to fool others?

"Hehe! My original creation, Niten Ichiryu, looks like it's giving you a headache!"

After a round of fighting, Miyamoto Musashi took a few steps back with two swords in his hands and spoke loudly.

"Stop pretending, you flashy woman! Your breath is already messed up!"

Axue didn't give Miyamoto Musashi any face and answered coldly.

What the White-robed Shura said was true. Miyamoto Musashi's aura had already been disordered after several rounds of sword fighting.

Even though Musashi learned through several days of observation that Axue's swordsmanship could predict the future, she still had no way to break the deadlock.

On the contrary, the blind monk's power was so strong that it even made Miyamoto Musashi's palm numb!

Niten Ichiro's advantage lies in first deflecting the opponent's sword with his ōdachi, then quickly rushing into the enemy general's arms with the momentum of a pig's thrust, and stabbing wildly with his short sword wakizashi.

However, when facing an opponent who can predict the future, these two first-class advantages disappeared in an instant!

Miyamoto Musashi had no chance at all to rush into the arms of this Shura in white!

"Yabai... do you want to regroup first...?"

A few drops of cold sweat ran down Musashi's forehead.

It seems that a 100% winning rate is not reliable...

Does this mean I have to have a 1000% chance of winning before I can take action next time?

Niten Ichiryu cannot defeat the samurai who has the ability to see the future.

This experience...

It will definitely be useful next time!!!

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 40 Miyamoto Musashi is a despicable woman!

surrender.

Surrender is often not as bad as it seems on the surface. More often than not, it is just exaggerated by those writers with persecution paranoia.

Surrender should be expressed as: He who knows the times is a hero.

Surrender is not a state, but a norm.

It is a desperate submission to an unfair fate.

At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi was undoubtedly thinking so.

“…I suddenly feel a little unwell!”

Seeing that the blade of Sujumaru Tsuneji was already pointing towards him, Musashi knew that he had to do something to change the situation.

"Monk! People have three urgent needs: eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating! My stomach suddenly hurts!!"

The female swordsman immediately covered her lower abdomen and cried out in agony.

"The meatballs I ate yesterday must have been poisoned! Ouch! My stomach hurts so much!! Monk!! Let's fight another day!!"