CHAPTER 544: CHAPTER 541: SWORD DUEL!

"Sword, come!"

Miyamoto Musashi’s hair flares wildly as he roars skyward.

Instantly, a fire dragon formed from molten lava erupts from Mount Fuji’s volcanic crater.

Seeing this, everyone present is utterly shocked.

"What’s going on, is the Holy Mountain erupting after three hundred years?"

"It’s not the Holy Mountain erupting, look closely, there seems to be a sword in the lava!"

"Could that be the Tianzhao Divine Sword?"

...

Miyamoto Musashi reaches into the air and violently grabs a flaming, lava-coated iron sword.

This is the Tianzhao Divine Sword!

Fifteen hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Gongmen Family helped the then-newly crowned Emperor Huangji quell the rebellion of the powerful Suwo Clan. On the day of triumph, Emperor Huangji personally conferred the title of Sword Saint in the Heavenly Light Temple and bestowed upon him the Tianzhao Divine Sword.

Since then, this Tianzhao Divine Sword has become the family treasure of the Miyamoto Family and also a symbol of the Sword Saint. Only the successive Japan Sword Saints are entitled to wear it.

During World War II, the then family head of the Miyamoto Family, known as Miyamoto Butcher, was killed by the atomic bomb in Hiroshima. Since then, he has been the new Sword Saint for over half a century.

In this half-century, he has defeated numerous foreign masters invading Japan, dominating Southeast Asia and traveling a hundred thousand miles. Except for being defeated by Li Jinliang in the 1970s, there were no other losses.

Miyamoto Musashi gently strokes the sword blade and fiercely shouts, "Immortal Master Li, I’ve heard of your profound mastery in swordsmanship, dare you spar with me?"

"Why not?"

With that, Li Chen also shouts into the sky.

"Sword, come!"

"Roar!"

A captivating dragon chant resonates through heaven and earth. Instantly, a streak of lightning, like a silver serpent, cuts through the sky and steadily lands in Li Chen’s hand.

Miyamoto Musashi recognizes the sword in Li Chen’s hands, slightly narrows his eyes, and says, "Seven-star Dragon Spring? It seems you are indeed a descendant of Li Jinliang. Well then, today I shall defeat you first and then go to Yan Mountain to challenge Li Jinliang, to avenge my past defeat!"

As his voice falls, Miyamoto Musashi’s aura dramatically intensifies, his sword shadow reverses, striking towards Li Chen like a silver gyroscope.

Seeing this, Li Chen slightly furrows his brows. He glances at the Seven-star Dragon Spring in his hand, draws his sword in a backhand motion, and lashes out a sword light like a whip, directly meeting the attack.

"Clang!"

The two divine swords collide mid-air, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, dragons chant and tigers roar.

In a flick of a finger, both sides have already thrust out hundreds of swords, their movement techniques are like eerie specters, changing swiftly. Even Transformation Realm Masters can’t capture their figures with the naked eye.

Only Miyamoto Sakura and a few Demigod Realm elders can barely make them out.

"What incredible speed!"

This exclamation comes from Miyamoto Sakura.

If their positions were reversed, and she were to confront Immortal Master Li, she would likely lose in less than ten exchanges.

Huaxia’s Immortal Master Li is truly terrifying!

He is only twenty years old now, even younger than a fraction of her grandfather’s age, yet he has achieved so much.

What will his accomplishments be if he lives until one hundred and twenty?

With these thoughts, Miyamoto Sakura’s delicate body shivers uncontrollably.

"Boom!"

Just as Miyamoto Sakura was deep in thought, Li Chen and Miyamoto Musashi collided fiercely again, each retreating thirty paces with "stomping sounds" before stabilizing their centers of gravity.

Miyamoto Musashi’s gaze sharpened. Although he did not use his full strength just now, he still used ninety percent of his power but was unable to subdue a junior younger than his own granddaughter. Several times, he almost suffered underhanded setbacks.

His heart was immensely shocked. If he couldn’t defeat even a grandchild of Li Jinliang, how could he journey to Yan Mountain to wash away his former disgrace?

"Fight again!"

Miyamoto Musashi let out a roar that could shatter the skies, swinging his sword backward, emitting a sword light that surged nine hundred feet, like a silver galaxy waterfall tumbling to the sea and pouring down.

Facing the overwhelming all-encompassing Sword Intent, Li Chen furrowed his brows. He cuts through the air horizontally, drawing his sword to sever the water.

This sword carried an overwhelming momentum, directly cutting off the flow of the Milky Way waterfall!

Taking advantage of this moment, the Dragon Abyss Sword, like a Jiao Long diving out of the sea, abrupt as a deluge, transformed into a silver snake-like lightning, performing the Sky Breaking Slash, shattering the surrounding void, and erupted with thunderous crashes.

Li Chen himself also moved with the Sword Shadow, becoming one with the sword, slashing at Miyamoto Musashi with the momentum of rolling beaded curtains.

While still in mid-air, he swiftly struck out eighty-one swords in a blink of an eye, nine horizontal and nine vertical, forming a pervasive net of swords that enveloped Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi was extremely astonished in his heart. He had never expected Li Chen’s Cultivation Technique to be so profoundly mysterious, able to evade his attacks and launch a rapid, storm-like counter-attack.

Faced with the sky-full of Sword Intent, Miyamoto Musashi was undeterred. His hair wild, his robes flapping, he looked up and roared "Bring it on", rushing forward like a downhill fierce tiger, quickly closing the gap, ready to engage Li Chen in close-quarters combat.

Being at the mid-peak of the God Realm, he was at least two levels higher than Li Chen. Whether in terms of the robustness of his True Yuan or the strength of his physique, he held an absolute advantage.

Li Chen immediately saw through Miyamoto Musashi’s intentions and was well aware of his strengths and weaknesses. Engaging in close combat, crossing two realms without having fully established his foundation, would be tantamount to seeking death.

Therefore, as Miyamoto Musashi rapidly closed in, Li Chen quickly performed Sealing Technique with his hands, striking a "卍" Golden Seal, like a rising sun, casting it between them.

Just as Miyamoto Musashi was dazzled by the brilliant light, unable to open his eyes, Li Chen suddenly dropped his sword and swung his fist.

His punch was natural and straightforward like an antelope hanging its horns, devoid of any unnecessary movements, just a straightforward brutal punch, striking directly at the crucial Life Gate of Miyamoto Musashi.

By the time Miyamoto Musashi had cleaved through the "卍" Golden Seal, Li Chen’s Iron Fist, like a speeding train, fiercely smashed toward his chest’s Life Gate.

With such a close distance between them, Miyamoto Musashi had no room to dodge and instinctively swung his sword to block.

"Clang!"

The force of the fist and the Sword Intent collided in the air!

Li Chen was on the offensive, having the advantage of striking first, holding the high ground like an Eagle Strike the Sky, looking down indomitably.

And Miyamoto Musashi, caught off guard, had not even used half of his power.

Therefore, in just a face-to-face clash, he was already at a disadvantage, his body trembling violently like a dry leaf in the wind.

Seize the opportunity when your opponent is weak!

Li Chen didn’t pause, clenched his Iron Fist again, and struck with breaking speed.

"Second punch!"

"Third punch!"

...

"One hundred and fiftieth punch!"

In the blink of an eye, he had already delivered hundreds of consecutive punches. With every punch, Miyamoto Musashi was forced to step back.

After the one hundred and fiftieth punch was thrown, the illustrious Japan Sword Saint had retreated from the westernmost point of the Iga Palace to the easternmost point.

One more step backward would be a precipice thousands of feet deep!