Chapter 530: Assassinating the Monarch

"Roll back!"

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

Kotesashi Yasutsune, who was fleeing in front, had just leaped up when he suddenly fell like a bird shot by an arrow. He gritted his teeth, trying to adjust his posture in mid-air, but the invisible True Qi that grabbed him didn't give him a chance at all, spun him around several times, scattered his stance, and then pulled 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 feet long was dragged out in the crowd.

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

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

"Make a move."

Kotesashi Yasutsune pulled out the blade plunged into the ground and dodged.

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

"Mon... ster..."

Nanako whispered.

"Heavenly Demon, monster... so the scriptures were all true... When the Buddha entered meditation back then, did the Sixth Heavenly Demon King Papiyas really come to harass him..."

She felt her brain was a mess.

So-called believers were mostly like Ye Gong who loved dragons. Even if they believed in gods and Buddhas no matter how much in ordinary times, if the clay statue really walked off 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 famous swordsman into a legendary monster.

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

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

"What kind of bullshit gods, Buddhas, and monsters? If there really were immortals and Buddhas, why wouldn'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. Wasn't it you who guided us to find him?"

"What, are the monsters in your Japan so cheap? Red skin, a few tufts of hair standing up, and a severed arm, and you can be a monster?"

Nanako suddenly raised her head.

"But..."

Lu Wushuang shook her head with a sneer.

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

"That's martial arts, or rather, your Japanese swordsmanship."

Nanako couldn't believe it.

Swordsmanship?

Swordsmanship!?

Swordsmanship could split human bodies and split refined iron. Even if legendary swordsmen could split clouds and moonlight, Nanako couldn't not believe it. But when could swordsmanship change one's figure and make oneself look like a monster?

Lu Wushuang didn't intend to explain it to her, just cast her gaze toward the battle circle.

"What, don't you dare make the last move?"

Li Miao suddenly appeared in front of Kotesashi Yasutsune, the wooden sword whipped his side, whipping him back into the crowd.

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

Li Miao was right.

He didn't dare make the last move.

Li Miao gave him ten chances, and he had already used nine moves to determine that he was definitely not Li Miao's opponent. His desperate struggle was just play to Li Miao—even if he used methods that must not be revealed to others, it only slightly made the other party feel some interest.

And tolerated him making nine moves.

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

So, he had been afraid to make the tenth move.