Chapter 480: Statue Battle

BOOM!!!

Just as Yamanaka Yukimori finished speaking, a figure descended from the sky, smashing down like a meteorite!

"Lord!"

Lu Wushuang flashed out of the smoke and dust, just shouted, and Nanako was thrown into Lu Wushuang's arms from the smoke and dust, screaming. At the same time, Li Miao's leisurely voice came from the smoke and dust.

"Go rest, find you after I finish killing."

Lu Wushuang gritted her teeth, holding Nanako, and turned to leave.

Yamanaka Yukimori glanced at it and let the two leave.

He had studied Li Miao's past deeds and knew that hostage-taking methods would not work on Li Miao at all, but would instead make him lose his arrogant attitude and come to kill them seriously... So he let them go, saving trouble.

After Lu Wushuang's back disappeared into the woods, a loud noise suddenly came from the smoke and dust, and then a huge amount of air exploded, pushing away the smoke and dust scattered in the air.

Yamanaka Yukimori raised his hand to block his face, and only after the smoke and dust passed his side and went behind him did he take his hand down and look carefully.

In the shattered rock cluster, two people were grabbing each other's arms, wrestling.

One was Li Miao, the other... calling him a "person" was a bit reluctant.

This person was nine feet tall, his figure so broad he could almost cover Li Miao, hair tied in a crown, wearing ancient-style divine clothing. His face was solemn and kind, but in the moonlight, it emitted a lacquer-like warm luster.

Rather than a person... it was more like a statue.

And anyone in Izumo Province could tell that this was the main deity worshipped at Izumo Taisha, Okuninushi-no-Okami! Both the clothing and appearance were vivid and lifelike!

The two wrestling, one held the dark black cloak in his left hand, his posture casual. The other held a huge long sword in his left hand, but it was hanging toward the ground, and the huge bow on his back was not taken off.

Although the two wrestling arms were trembling, it was clear that neither of them had used their full strength.

Four Honoring God swordsmen of Izumo Taisha walked slowly toward the middle.

Li Miao glanced at the few people, then turned his head to look at the "statue" opposite.

"Pathetic."

He shook his head and sneered.

"Cultivating martial arts and body, cultivating nature is cultivating oneself. Rushing to cultivate oneself into a clay sculpture or wooden carving, what for? Is it very cool to be worshipped and eat incense ash?"

From the statue's eyes, Li Miao couldn't read a trace of emotion. In the process of wrestling, he also poured Qi into the other party's body, although it was quickly excluded, he had already roughly figured out the other party's physical condition.

This person was no longer a person.

Not only was there no consciousness, but the other party's body no longer looked like flesh and blood, but rather like a mixture of wood and metal, and even the extraordinary meridians had vanished. The difference from a statue was only that he could move and hit people.

By now, even Li Miao was not quite sure: was this Japanese inheritance a path of nature cultivation that had not yet appeared, or another path completely different from Central Plains martial arts?

Meridians were gone, could it still be considered Wu Gong?

Consciousness was gone, could it still be considered nature cultivation?

Even if this was really that lost path of nature cultivation, it would be the most special one among the six paths of martial arts, its divinity even exceeding Xuanlan and Jizhao.

Back to the present.

The two right arms wrestling were worlds apart, but they were deadlocked in the wrestling, not shifting toward either side.

Yamanaka Yukimori's eyes narrowed.

"Can even Okuninushi-no-Okami not suppress the opponent in strength... This Li Miao is probably the 'Buddha-Demon' of this generation that appeared in the Central Plains!"

"Must not let him reach Izumo Taisha, must not let him see that statue! Even if I have to sacrifice this life, I must surround and kill this person here!"

Yamanaka Yukimori suddenly shouted.

"Honoring God!"

Before the words fell, the four Honoring God swordsmen who came to surround and kill Li Miao all looked solemn, and a strange sticky sound came from their bodies.

And then, in Li Miao's cold gaze, the figures of the four swordsmen began to twist and deform, becoming unrecognizable within a few breaths.

One was burly and brave, red hair and angry eyes.

One was wise and calm, wearing a bird hat.

One was dwarfish, with a playful expression.

One was wild and arrogant, with a ferocious face.

Takeminakata, Kotoshironushi, Sukunabikona, and the Eighty Gods.

The four deities under Okuninushi-no-Okami in the legends seemed to have walked out of mythology and stood in front of Li Miao.

Just from the appearance, the Takeminakata transformed by Yamanaka Yukimori was the most vivid, even the wrinkles on his face were identical to the legends, and he could no longer see any of his own characteristics.

Although the other three had their own advantages and disadvantages, just from their appearance, one could tell that their realm in "Honoring God sword technique" was far superior to Kotesashi Yasutsune.

And Li Miao also knew very well that after transforming, each of these four people was superior to the imperial court's offerings. And the statue wrestling with him was even more capable of competing with Zheng Anqi from Nanjing.

"Four opponents at level two and a half, and one at level three combined?"

Li Miao scanned the few people, his mouth slowly grinning.

"I'm a bit looking forward to what kind of opponents I can meet when I reach Ise Grand Shrine."

"Come!"

Before the words fell, he suddenly raised his hand and punched the statue's chest and abdomen, and the statue also suddenly raised his hand, the huge long sword held in his left hand swept out a piercing sonic boom, slashing at Li Miao's left fist!

Li Miao smiled suddenly.

"Fierce enough, but not fierce enough."

Before the fist and sword collided, he suddenly changed his fist into a palm, sticking to the bottom of the blade like a butterfly passing through flowers, and lifted it violently!

Although the statue had amazing brute force, it had no consciousness after all, only relying on instinct to fight, so it naturally lacked flexibility in combat. The left hand followed the long sword and shifted upward, but exposed the vital point under the armpit!

How could Li Miao spare him? He changed his palm into a claw, grabbed the statue's armpit, and tore it with a grin!

Rip!

Before the statue could defend, Li Miao took advantage of the momentum of turning and tearing, and kicked his chest!

Bang!

The statue's feet left the ground, flying backward, but his figure was not scattered, and his expression did not change at all. After flying out several zhang, his huge weight pressed him back to the ground, his feet drawing two deep gullies on the ground.

Li Miao did not pursue, just raised his hand to his face, carefully examining the mass of flesh and blood torn from the statue's armpit. After looking carefully, he sneered and threw it to the ground.

That mass of flesh and blood hit the stone, making a thud.

And under the statue's armpit, not a drop of blood flowed out. Li Miao's claw would be fatal to anyone, but for a "person" who had no pain, would not bleed, and weighed a thousand catties, it was not a big problem.

At this time, the four "attendant gods" also killed their way to Li Miao.

The sword light was cold, and four long swords were drawn!

"Draw!"

"Carp Mouth!"

"Rama Cut!"

"Wah!"

In Shinto legends, Takeminakata, Kotoshironushi, and Sukunabikona were human gods. Only the Eighty Gods were existence similar to wild men... After transforming, they couldn't even state their moves, only making a strange cry.

It sounded ridiculous, but the power was not inferior to that desperate strike by Yun Zelin on Mount Taishan back then!

Four sword lights converged.

The Takeminakata transformed by Yamanaka Yukimori had gloomy eyes. Unlike the statue, he still had consciousness after transforming, and the formation to surround and kill Li Miao today was led by him.

Seeing Li Miao standing still, his heart swayed.

"Judging from his past deeds, he only uses his full strength against opponents who can fight him, but for opponents far inferior to himself, he often makes playful and teasing moves."

"This person likes to drag the battle into tragedy, and doesn't care about his own injuries at all... So, he won't defend against this move!"

"One strike, as long as one strike hits!"