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Chapter 527 - An Accident

"Then what do you want first place for?" Lei Luo could only continue to ask. He knew that this matter was far from as simple as he thought it was.

"If I told you that this was what Masanori Sakamoto told me, that you could enter the Devil World and use the sky from the clouds to repair the seal, would you believe me?"

When Zili said this, Lei Luo was completely stunned. Did she know that he would definitely help her?

Lei Luo's expression became complicated. On one hand, after he found out Sakuraku's identity, he knew her mission. On the other hand, he felt sad for her death.

"I understand. I hope you can succeed."

He walked out of the Skyguard Palace and did not continue talking. He felt extremely aggrieved. He went back to square one. This was not what he wanted.

"Welcome to the last day of the martial arts conference. I am the referee for this competition. First, let us welcome the great mage from the Empire, James."

The referee waved his hand and pointed to Lei Luo, who had walked in from the left passage. He was dressed in black and ignored the cold of the northern border. His blood was burning with magic power. He only had the boy cut that the Takeda family had lost to him.

He did not look like a magician but more like a wanderer from the northern border. He knew that this battle was inevitable. The general told him that the Nakajima family had sent people to find Miyamoto Musashi, and the result after that was unknown.

This was his only friend in the northern border, but he had to fight with him to obtain the protection of this land. It was really ironic.

"Let us welcome the king of the northern border martial arts, the Great Grandmaster of the two-day-one-day flow, Miyamoto Musashi!"

Along with the excited shouts of the referee, the audience who did not react to Lei Luo's appearance suddenly seemed to be activated. They began to cheer towards the right passage and shouted loudly.

"Lord Miyamoto Musashi! Lord Miyamoto Musashi!"

The corners of his mouth curled up into a bitter smile as he looked at Miyamoto Musashi, who walked out from the right passage.

He carried a red device with complicated patterns on his back and a white long knife. He was not dressed like he used to be, but his chest-revealing clothes still could not hide his extremely explosive muscles. Who would have thought that this friend whom he was drinking with the other day was going to try and kill him today.

"Lei Luo, this is how I should address you, my friend."

Miyamoto Musashi didn't seem to be affected. He grinned at himself, but the determination in his eyes was still detected by Lei Luo.

"What are their conditions?"

Miyamoto Musashi didn't expect Lei Luo to be so direct either. He said to Lei Luo with a bright smile, "They showed me that the Saintess of the Devil World is still alive. As long as I win, you'll let me see her."

This was such a mockery. The people of the northern borderline were actually the ones who wanted to destroy them, while the people who stood against him were the ones who wanted to save them.

"Don't you know the consequences of letting the devil world in?"

"I don't care. She saved my life, so I'll trade her life for mine."

Hearing Miyamoto Musashi's words, Lei Luo felt his blood turn cold. Was this still the same man who only wanted to pursue martial arts?

"If you insist on doing this, then let's start a war."

If he spoke to Miyamoto Musashi again, Lei Luo was afraid that he would no longer have the courage to face Masanori Sakamoto. It was as if all his efforts had been trampled on.

"I still want to see just how strong you are, Lei Luo. I hope you won't disappoint me."

They began to fight for their beliefs at the same time. Miyamoto Musashi lowered his body and turned the white saber on his back into a semi-circular saber technique to cut down Lei Luo.

The tremendous force generated by the two weapons in the air blasted a large hole in the empty space between them. The two powerful forces collided in the middle of them. This was no longer the territory of a martial artist. This was the territory of a surpasser.

The shockwave hit the magic shield protecting the audience again and again, producing an unpleasant creaking sound. Those who were closer were even struck by this force and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lei Luo looked at Miyamoto Musashi's eyes. His fighting spirit was boiling. This was the first person who was on par with him after he had possessed the 'saintly being.' Moroes could be considered a creature of the demon world.

Miyamoto Musashi was the same. The long saber in his hand trembled continuously.

Lei Luo's left hand had already prepared a [ charge ] spell. He was very clear that if he were to compete head-on with Miyamoto Musashi in terms of technique, he would definitely lose. However, he was a magician. He thought it would be better if they have a showdown at close range.

However, what Lei Luo didn't expect was that at the moment when the spell in Lei Luo's hand was about to be released, the red light on the stick on Miyamoto Musashi's back flashed.

Lei Luo only felt a sharp pain in the magic array in his hand. The mana in his hand, which was flowing according to the magic array, began to revolve uncontrollably. Without waiting for Miyamoto Musashi's next attack, Lei Luo's body was sent flying along with the explosion of the mana in his palm.

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes flashed, and he pressed forward. The long blade in his hand had already reached the top of Lei Luo's head and was about to fall.

Enduring the immense pain in his arm, Lei Luo's thoughts flashed. An ancient and elegant long sword had already appeared above his head to block Miyamoto Musashi's attack. The cut in his other hand was also raised up.

At this moment, Lei Luo's reaction was at its peak. However, Miyamoto Musashi did not use the knife to hit Lei Luo. Instead, he used his foot to step on Lei Luo's body. Then, he jumped out to dodge the boy cut that came from behind.

Lei Luo, who was stomped on the ground by Miyamoto Musashi, spat out a mouthful of blood. His body seemed to have been shattered, and all his limbs and bones were involuntarily twitching under the tremendous force exerted by Miyamoto Musashi.

The magic on Lei Luo's body, under the force exerted by Miyamoto Musashi, had a force similar to that used by Moroes entering his body, disrupting the normal operation of his magic array.

"Is this mana?"

At this moment, Lei Luo finally understood that the nature of this power was completely different from mana. If mana was tame and controllable, then this mana was violent and uncontrollable, like a wild horse that was hard to train.

He asked softly, but his hands didn't stop moving. He smoothed out the chaotic mana while looking at Miyamoto Musashi in the distance. He knew that Miyamoto Musashi was the champion of the last martial arts tournament, so he would definitely use mana, but he did not expect that the mana would actually restrain his own mana so much.

This troubled Lei Luo even more. If Miyamoto Musashi could always restrain his own magic, then he had no chance of winning.

Inserting the sky from the clouds in front of him, Lei Luo felt the flow of mana around him. Since he could not use the mana in his body, then he would try the ancient way of releasing mana.

"Fire from the ancient times, please awaken here and devour everything with pure and unsullied flames, Flame Burst."