Chapter 474: Regicide

"Roll back!"

Li Miao suddenly raised his hand and pulled in the void.

Kotesashi Yasutsune, who was fleeing in front, had just jumped up when he fell suddenly like a bird shot by an arrow. He gritted his teeth, trying to adjust his posture in mid-air, but the invisible Qi that had grabbed him gave him no chance at all, spinning him around several times, shaking his stance apart, and then pulling him back violently!

Woo!

Kotesashi Yasutsune smashed into the crowd like a meteorite.

The messenger samurai watched in despair as Kotesashi Yasutsune's back magnified infinitely in front of him, and then smashed into him with a bang, his consciousness instantly dissipating.

A blood-colored trail several zhang long was dragged out in the crowd.

After smashing dozens of human bodies, Kotesashi Yasutsune finally managed to stabilize his figure, his blade suddenly inserted into the ground, forcibly stopping his retreat.

But the next instant, that figure that made him fear appeared in front of him again, and that wooden sword was raised high again, descending toward him at a speed so slow it was almost insulting.

"Make a move."

Kotesashi Yasutsune pulled out the blade inserted into the ground and dodged to the side.

Lu Wushuang walked out of the dojo, carrying the listless Nanako, stepping on the blood.

"Mon... ster..."

Nanako whispered.

"Heavenly Demon, monster... So the scriptures were all true... When the Buddha entered meditation back then, was there really the Sixth Heavenly Demon King Papiyas coming to disturb him..."

She felt her brain was a mess.

So-called believers were mostly like Ye Gong who loved dragons. Even if they were devout to gods and Buddhas on ordinary days, if a clay-sculpted golden body really stepped down from the altar and started talking, most would probably run away first.

Not to mention that Nanako had seen with her own eyes how Kotesashi Yasutsune had turned from a well-known swordsman into a legendary monster.

She couldn't accept it; her heart was in chaos.

But hearing her whispering, Lu Wushuang, who was carrying her, sneered.

"What kind of bullshit gods, Buddhas, and monsters. If there really were immortals and Buddhas, why don't they come out to save the world? If there really were monsters, it wouldn't be their turn to dominate by eating people."

"That's a person, a living person, Kotesashi Yasutsune. Isn't he the one you guided us to find?"

"What, are the monsters in your Japan so cheap? Skin turning red, a few tufts of hair standing up, and losing an arm, and you can be a monster?"

Nanako suddenly raised her head.

"But..."

Lu Wushuang shook her head with a sneer.

"No 'buts.' There are no gods, Buddhas, or monsters in this world."

"That's Wu Gong, or rather, your Japanese sword technique."

Nanako couldn't believe it.

Sword technique?

Sword technique!?

Sword technique can split human bodies and refined steel. Even if there were legendary swordsmen who could split clouds and moonlight, it wasn't that Nanako couldn't believe it. But since when could sword technique change one's figure, making oneself look like a monster?

Lu Wushuang had no intention of explaining it to her, just casting her gaze toward the battle circle.

"What, afraid to make the last move?"

Li Miao suddenly flashed in front of Kotesashi Yasutsune, the wooden sword striking his side, pulling him back into the crowd.

Kotesashi Yasutsune spat blood, and after crawling up, he scurried in another direction again.

Li Miao was right.

He didn't dare to make the last move.

Li Miao had given him ten moves, and he had already used nine to determine that he was definitely not Li Miao's match. His struggle with all his might was just play to Li Miao—even if he used methods that he absolutely couldn't reveal to others, it only slightly made the other party feel some interest.

And tolerated him making nine moves.

If the last move he made didn't make Li Miao feel "interesting," then he had no doubt that Li Miao would kill him immediately.

Therefore, he never dared to make the tenth move.