The chestnut hair was lifted up, revealing a dashing smile underneath.

He had observed that there were only five people who truly possessed the Eye of God, which was consistent with what the knife maker said.

"That Kujo came with four attendants. While I'm not 100% certain, I'm afraid those are the strongest elite the Tenryo Bugyo can currently bring."

"But I've tried—they're no match for you. Save your energy for them. Just take down the first few with a single blow."

"The fifth one!"

This man barely blocked the chestnut-haired man's first strike with the lightning element, but was then cut through his shoulder armor by the second strike.

The drummer announced the defeat of the fifth executor and once again continued with the surging drumbeats.

There was not only the sound of drums, but also the shouts of the surrounding people, which together with the drums formed a huge wave of sound.

The enemy had already retreated more than half, but Kujo Takayuki was not afraid at all.

The first part is just an appetizer, the next part is the main course.

"Don't hold back, use all your strength right now."

Kujo Takayuki reminded him, and the next soldier who came forward nodded and went straight to the stage.

The person who came on the stage had the Eye of the Wind Element God slung over his waist, holding a long sword and staring directly at the young man who had conquered five cities in a row.

Without a word, he didn't get close, but just raised his hand and slashed.

The chestnut-haired young man anticipated this and dodged to the side, and an invisible wind blade cut a groove in the ground where he had just stood.

Without giving the opponent another chance to attack, the young man rushed forward, and at the same time, lightning flashed around him.

As he approached, he swung his sword in a semi-arc towards the ground.

"Humph."

When the man saw the chestnut-haired youth approaching, he immediately made a move to strike him, but his wind element fired first.

The movement was just a cover-up, the attack was much faster than swinging the knife—

But the half arc slashed by the chestnut-haired man raised dust, and the wind blades cut through the dust, but also exposed his position.

He used this to dodge the wind blade, but the opponent who created the wind blade was still in the process of swinging it "a beat slower".

"next."

Lightning flashed past him, and the wind man felt numb all over and was defeated.

"I've already explained the strategy for the remaining few. That's why I asked you to prepare another knife."

At first, the few of them were fine, but when Kujo's attendants were killed one after another, Kujo Takayuki's expression was obviously wrong.

Although he gave sufficient reasons, he was still defeated when outnumbered ten to one. Where would the reputation of his Kujo family be?

"Ninth place!"

The chestnut-haired young man panted, wiped the sweat from his forehead, saluted the sergeant in front of him, and said:

"Feel sorry."

He did not stop his hand, and the knife left a deep cut on the opponent's body, from which blood continued to seep out.

"It's okay. Swords have no eyes. Besides, it's ten to one here."

The other person shook his head, stopped the medical staff who were about to carry him away, and stood up stubbornly and walked off the stage.

Panting for a long time, even if each person does not use much energy, the cumulative effect is still a considerable burden on the body.

He stood up and found that there was only one opponent left.

The great general Kujo Sara, standing in the distance, holding a sword and carrying a bow, leaped lightly into the range of the battlefield.

Never mind, that guy is already at the end of his strength, at least he can be a foil to Sara in the end.

Kujo Takayuki thought so, but the Tengu general did not move. Instead, he spoke to the young man:

"You've fought nine times in a row, and your strength is almost exhausted."

"Let's rest here for a while."

He didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to make such a suggestion. He was a little confused about how to respond. After a long time, he smiled and said:

"Ha... I didn't expect that there is someone like you in Tianling Fengxing."

He threw aside the blade in his hand, which had been used in a long battle and had a slightly chipped and bent edge.

He then took off another ordinary sword, sat cross-legged on the ground, held the scabbard and placed it beside him, and moistened his throat with the water bag at his waist.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

"Do not misunderstand."

Feeling the gaze of his adoptive father behind him, Kujo Sara seemed to explain to the young man in front of him:

"As a member of the Enforcement Party, bullying the weak is detrimental to the general's reputation."

"Besides, this is the general's presence."

……

"I don't think I missed the main event, right?"

Manye thought he had already stood in the front row, having queued since early morning until now to be able to squeeze in, but Muramasa's voice only sounded beside him at this moment.

He didn't even hear the "sound of the wind" because it was already beside him when it appeared.

"Well, no."

Manye controlled his expression very well and replied softly:

"The next one is the last one."

"That Kujo Sara seems to be letting him rest."

Thinking of Kujo's personality, Muramasa burst out grinning:

"What an honest fellow. What a waste to be that old man's employer."

At first, Man Ye thought the old man was talking about himself, but later he realized that he was talking about Kujo Takayuki.

Under normal circumstances, he would have smiled knowingly, but today he was still tense.

"Muramasa-sama, what do you think..."

"How many times have you asked me this?" Before the other party even finished speaking, Muramasa already knew what he wanted to ask. A helpless look appeared on his face. "I'm not a fortune teller or anything like that. The result is best seen directly."

After saying that, he turned his gaze back to the stage and saw Manye's friend standing up again.

No matter what, the show will come to an end.

PS Lian■Zhan are both banned words!

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 57 Part 5

"Five strokes, this is the limit of your sword swings."

The swordsmith said so.

"If you want to use this kid to attack, you only have five chances."

"Yes, attack."

"But only by using it for defense can it fully demonstrate its true potential as a 'demon sword'."

"This is the knife's own personality, not something I can decide."

"This is also the direct reason why it is called 'Eight Walls'. As the name suggests, it can be used for defense at the level of 'Eight Walls'."

"So, although it's not nice to say this, I must explain it to you clearly—"

"Using it offensively might create a loophole in your defense, but if you use it solely for defense... your long-cherished wish will be fulfilled."

……

The chestnut-haired young man used his sword to support himself and stood up from the ground. He inserted the five fingers of his right hand into his bangs and lifted his hair upwards.

"Sorry for the wait, General Kujo."

He spoke from the heart, announcing that the decisive battle would begin again.

The other party did not answer, but just nodded and started to move.

After a brief silence, the young man maintained his original stance and raised his weapon.

What is he doing?

Jiu Tiao hesitated for a moment, only to find that the other person had come in front of him, only half a meter away.

She couldn't dodge in time and had to raise her knife to block, but was hit by the opponent's powerful blow.

The powerful pressure from the sword was transmitted to Jiu Tiao's whole body, forcing her to take a few steps back.

As soon as the strength in his hand disappeared, the next knife came as expected.

Jiujo changed her stance again and blocked the opponent's horizontal slash. This time she had to use her left forearm to support the back of the knife to withstand the attack.

However, the force did not disappear, and she was directly thrown several meters away with the knife.

"cough--"

She adjusted her body shape in the air and landed on the ground, but still left a long mark on the ground.

"pity--"

Wan Ye in the audience couldn't help but feel a pity. He knew that the move he just used was the "Living Step" taught by Muramasa.

With just a little accumulation of energy, one can propel forward while maintaining the center of gravity and posture. With the blessing of elemental power, one can even advance several meters like that.

According to him, although the fake priest was not a very good person, his tricks could still be learned.

"Excellent power-generating technique." Ayato, who was watching from a high place, exclaimed in admiration.

"Unfortunately, there wasn't a second time." The tiger maniac standing in front of the door commented.

Knowing that he couldn't give the other party a chance to breathe, the chestnut-haired young man rushed forward again, stabbing the other party's chest with the blade in his hand.

This knife was faster than before, but Jiujo's expression had calmed down and he moved sideways to avoid the frontal attack of the knife.

"Tsk... I feel a hissing sound..."

The young man spat, lowered the tip of the knife, and changed his move, sweeping towards Jiujo.

However, the blade missed again. Jiu Tiao bent his waist backward to avoid it, and put his hands on the ground for support. He then used the power of his waist to lift his right foot and kick it up, hitting the opponent's jaw.

The impact made his brain vibrate and the world seemed to be spinning.

Can't faint——

He bit his tongue hard, using the pain and the smell of blood to force himself to wake up, just in time to see the oncoming sword.

It was almost impossible to dodge at this distance. After realizing this, he suddenly released a large amount of elemental power. The purple lightning scattered like snakes and forced Jiu Tiao, who was about to chase him, to retreat again.

If it were a few tenths of a second later, his challenge would have ended.

"Humph."

Kujo Takayuki snorted coldly, thinking that he was lucky.

"fine……"

Manye breathed a sigh of relief for his friend.

The attitudes of countless spectators were roughly divided into the two camps mentioned above. Some cheered for the side they supported, while the remaining small group was purely bloodthirsty spectators.

It doesn't matter who wins, I just want to see rivers of blood!

The retreating Tengu General had no intention of stopping the pursuit. She put away her sword while retreating, then took off the weapon on her back and drew her bow and arrow.

There was a sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air, and several arrows wrapped in lightning shot towards the young man.

Without retreating, he condensed the lightning element at his feet and rushed to the side, avoiding the rain of arrows while bursting out with strength, accelerating again and slashing towards Jiu Tiao.

This attack was different from the previous ones. The blade was wrapped in violent lightning and kept stabbing like a wild beast.

"Nonsense."

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