Weeping Baby was a ghost blade, the biggest deterrent effect had no effect for enemies with strong mental power, but Li Xianyu still had to face up to this sword, which was countless times more ferocious than the bamboo sword.

Ding! The sound of gold and iron clattering was heard all over the venue. With two people around the center, the ground around the centre quickly cracked and the gravel burst, even hitting the front row audience. At the same time, the two bald-headed referee in the challenge arena used their qi to break the broken stones, which were as fast as bullets. Occasionally, the missing ones were also blocked by the audience. Fortunately, the people present were not ordinary people. Otherwise, the gravel alone would cause huge casualties.

"Blocked? f.u.c.king blocked again?"

"Using his left hand. f.u.c.k, it's unthinkable."

"He's mocking him, haha."

The audience broke out again in a loud voice, which was full of shouts and cheers.

"Indestructible Body of King Kong? But it doesn't look like it. Unless his level is the same as Baoze's w.a.n.g Lao Er. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to block this sword."

"Is it a magic weapon? But it's not like that. I don't feel the fluctuation of psychic power."

Many people felt inconceivable. His actions were fierce, but too many people couldn't understand it.

"d.a.m.n it. It hurts," Slime cursed softly.

"So painful…" Li Xianyu's face twitched.

Their pain was shared. When he blocked the bamboo sword, it was like getting knifed. That was within their tolerance. When they got hit by the Weeping Baby, his arm felt like it had been sliced off. It was so painful to the point that he almost cried out.

Slime didn't let him down. It was really the biggest cheat code of the Demonic Priest.

"It's all w.a.n.g Chen's fault. It's all his fault," Slime said angrily. "I'm… I've been reduced to blocking sword hits for others."

Slime felt greatly insulted. It swallowed the words which it was about to mutter: "I'm the cheat code of the mighty Demonic Priest."

It was pitiful. When other heroes mentioned their acts of bravery, they all had a loud nickname. It didn't have one. It didn't even know what it was. The biggest nickname it had was "the cheat code of Demonic Priest", which was its taboo as well.

Miyamoto Hideki was stunned.

The j.a.panese swordsman, who had relied on Iaido to kill countless enemies, was rooted to the spot. 

His Iaido was not invincible. It might have been blocked when he was dealing with Jie Se and Dan Chenzi. He thought about this, but he didn't expect that Li Xianyu could block it, let alone that he just raised his hand from the beginning to the end.

It was not what he thought.

Aware of Miyamoto Hideki's sudden loss of concentration, Li Xianyu subconsciously wanted to strike out, but he held back. If he had the strength of Jie Se or Dan Chenzi, he could defeat Miyamoto Hideki after blocking the bamboo knife.

"Attacking one's spirit is the optimal strategy. Instead of wave after wave of fierce attacks, I might as well suppress his fighting spirit." Li Xianyu thought for a moment and said with a loud smile, "This is your unique skill, renowned across j.a.pan? Iaido, which kills everyone with a single strike? I thought it was so powerful. You j.a.panese people are weaklings. That's why you can dominate. There is an old saying in China. If there is no tiger in the mountains, the monkeys are king!"

Miyamoto Hideki's face was livid, and veins were bulging out of his sword-holding hand.

"In this way, I will stand still and let you strike me three times. If you can injure me, I will lose."

"Bakayaro!" Miyamoto Hideki cursed. He put his sword back into its sheath. He concentrated his mental powers in the Weeping Baby, and acc.u.mulated it.

Li Xianyu put away his look of contempt and waited for him. He turned on his mental strength to the maximum. Miyamoto Hideki's breathing rhythm and subtle muscle movements were all captured by him. It was this powerful mental power that enabled him to capture the path of his sword two times in a row.

Strictly speaking, Li Xianyu had still cheated. The difference between pa.s.sive skills and active skills was that the former is more hidden and traceless. Even a master like Buddha Head couldn't detect it.

The crying sounds made by the Weeping Baby rang out again, and the sword aura surged towards the throat of Li Xianyu.

Miyamoto Hideki's third a.s.sault came again.

Ding! The indestructible blade clashed against his left arm and was blocked again. As the sword aura mingled with the qi aura, the two bald-headed referees were ready to break up the gravel with their qi.

Miyamoto Hideki: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

The cheers of the spectators sounded on the field just like the World Cup, when any national football team scored a goal.

It was blocked again. It was blocked again. Li Xianyu wanted to cry, but his expression was st.u.r.dy as ever. 

Miyamoto Hideki put his knife into the scabbard and walked around Li Xianyu, looking for opportunities.

A few minutes later, a baby cried, and a sword aura surged again.

Ding! The Weeping Baby was blocked again.

Miyamoto Hideki: (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

Li Xianyu shouted, "Come again!"

A baby cried, and a sword aura surged again.

Ding! It was blocked again.

Miyamoto Hideki: (ಥ﹏ಥ)

The audience roared with laughter and whistles. At first, they cheered and cheered. They thought Li Xianyu had salvaged some pride for the Chinese people. The j.a.panese swordsman's momentum was severely suppressed. It had been the case for several times already. The cheers subsided, replaced with laughter and gloating whistles.

The stern Forum Conference, and the duel between the two top experts… It had turned into a circus battle.

In the laughter of the audience, Miyamoto Hideki's face gradually changed.

"He is killing Miyamoto Hideki's will to fight and his sword auras. Compared with the first strike, Miyamoto Hideki's energy has declined significantly. He is very intelligent. Although he is still very weak, but in time, his achievements will be limitless. Well, it's a popular saying on the Chinese Internet: if you don't get rid of him, you will suffer a lot in future." 

Sakurai Yukinako took out a small book and wrote a note on it.

There was no denying that Li Xianyu gave her a surprise. During this period of contact, she found that the man in the center of the storm had many bright spots

"Such an interesting man, I really want to try to date him… " Sakurai Yukinako suddenly responded and silently crossed out the sentence and changed it to: "However, he still needs to face Niten Ichi-Ryu. Although Miyamoto Hideki's energy is not optimal now, this sword technique is still beyond this young man."

As if in response to Yukinako's words, Miyamoto Hideki suddenly retreated abruptly, distancing himself from Li Xianyu. He took a deep breath, calming the restlessness in his heart.

"I admit you are a great opponent. No one has ever been able to force my Iaido into such a situation," said Miyamoto Hideki. "Young Chinese, you will see my real strength. Face the wind!"

Miyamoto Hideki slowly pulled out the other sword on his back, a short sword two feet long. This sword was famous in j.a.pan as well. It was made by the same swordsmith who made Onimaru Kunitsuna. Its name was Blood Moon.

According to the j.a.panese sword cla.s.sifications, the blood moon was a small sword, which was often called the wakizas.h.i.+. It referred to j.a.panese swords that were less than two feet long. At the same time, it was also a sword owned by n.o.bles. Its length was suitable, so j.a.panese people often used it to cut their bellies. However, its function was not to cut their bellies, but to fight.

Fighting with two swords was the creation of the famous swordsman Miyamoto Musas.h.i.+ in the Edo period. The name was Niten Ichi-ryu.

After the swords came out of their sheaths, Miyamoto Hideki's whole aura changed dramatically.

Li Xianyu felt that he was not facing Miyamoto Hideki, but the legendary swordsman of the Edo period who had come back and stood in front of him.

He knew that he had been influenced by the other side's sword aura. He bit the tip of his tongue, gathering his mental strength, and eliminated Miyamoto Hideki's mental shock.

All of a sudden, the noise stopped and the audience quieted down.

Not everyone had such strong mental power as Li Xianyu. At this time, many audience's legs had softened, their fear had engulfed them, and they had an impulse to escape from the scene. They felt like they had seen a tiger in front of them, and that they just wanted to escape.

"This is Niten Ichi-ryu? If Miyamoto Hideki was reborn in the ancient times of j.a.pan, he could also be called a great master," said Jie Se.

"No, almost. According to my understanding, if he can create his own unique skills and establish a sect of his own, he would then deserve the t.i.tle of a great master," Dan Chenzi retorted. "Like Demonic Priest, who invented the Tri-Elements Sword. Like your master, who created his own powerful King Kong finger. In our generation, no one deserves the t.i.tle of a great master. Even the one behind Baoze doesn't seem to have his own unique skillset."

Jie Se nodded, agreed with him, and stared at Li Xianyu, who was tense all over. "He's going to lose."

Dan Chenzi nodded slightly.

This momentum alone was not something Li Xianyu could contend with.

"Last year, Miyamoto Hideki's Niten Ichi-ryu was not as good as it is now. Pfft, terrifying swordsmans.h.i.+p talent." Sakurai Yukinako straightened her back and frowned slightly.

She glanced around and saw Aoki Yui, who looked stern as well, in the distance. The heaviness in her heart was similar to herself.

Aoki Yui and Miyamoto Hideki had some bad blood. Miyamoto Hideki was lecherous and wanted Aoki Yui to be his woman. However, because the Aoki family disliked him due to the fact that he was a scattered cultivator, they didn't agree to his request and observed him as a spare tire.

Miyamoto Hideki used to be a little bit stronger than Aoki Yui. Now, the distance between the two sides had been widened. Thinking of this, Sakurai Yukinako was gloating.

Eric, another seeded player, had his eyes wide open. The sword aura of Miyamoto Hideki made it unable to resist him. He had fought with Miyamoto Hideki several times. The swordsman of j.a.pan was like the strong gra.s.s in the wind, with unimaginable tenacity. Every time they met, Miyamoto Hideki was growing.

"Victoria, what do you think are the chances that Li Xianyu can win?" asked Eric.

Victoria was silent. She didn't fancy Li Xianyu at first, but when she saw him block the j.a.panese swordsman several times, her confidence increased greatly. When discussing with Eric, she said that it was a 50/50 battle.

Now, it seemed that 50 was not an auspicious number. He was destined to lose.

Miyamoto Hideki's momentum made it tough for her to resist as well. Furthermore, Li Xianyu's strength was not as good as hers.

"In the strategy you gave him, did you mention how to deal with Niten Ichi-ryu?" Thunderbolt Battle Lady asked the j.a.panese girl beside her.

"Not all unique skills have fatal flaws. Niten Ichi-ryu is a very powerful skill in j.a.pan. After so many years of development, it is becoming more and more perfect." Sakurai Yukinako frowned. "I wrote him two sentences, to win by force and magic skill".

"By capabilities?" Thunderbolt Battle Lady raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah."

Thunderbolt Battle Lady was speechless. The long legged beauty was a little desperate. Wasn't Li Xianyu going to lose then?

It seemed that he would be stopped at the round 16, and not at the quarter-finals. Sure enough, the world of cheat codes did not exist in the arena. Battles in which Li Xianyu could not cheat was meaningless to him.

Thunderbolt Battle Lady never underestimated Li Xianyu's potential, but she thought that it would take time and a long journey for a boy to grow up into a man who could stand tall.