Koizumi Jiro and Bai Zhanlong took their positions on opposite sides of the stage.
"I am Koizumi Jiro, please guide me."
"Hypocrite," Bai Zhanlong said without further ado, gesturing at Koizumi Jiro.
"You are very impolite and have greatly offended me. You must die, die, die."
"I will let you properly experience our Great Fusang's secret ninjutsu and show you that we are the strongest. You are no match for me." Koizumi Jiro prattled on endlessly.
"Perish!" With that, Koizumi Jiro threw several smoke bombs towards the onlookers and vanished into the thick smoke, charging at Bai Zhanlong with his blade.
Bai Zhanlong narrowed his eyes, shifted his body slightly, and drew his sword.
A flash of sword light quickly streaked across, the smoke dissipated, and a corpse, cut in half, fell onto the stage.
Koizumi Jiro was instantly killed with a single strike.
"Is he always this talkative, or are you all this useless?" Bai Zhanlong asked, looking towards the members of the Fusang team.
"Golden tier combatant, not a trace of killing intent leaked. A good move," Xiao Hanyi said coldly.
"Haha, Old Xiao has a formidable rival now. Who will claim the title of future God of Slaughter remains to be seen," only our strategist Jiang Dajunshi could utter such learned words.
"You two come up together and die." Bai Zhanlong pointed his sword at Miyamoto Shiryu and Miyamoto Mutai of the Fusang team.
According to the league's rules, if the opposing parties agreed, a 1v5 match was permissible.
"You all come at me together and kill him, let him know that offending our Great Fusang comes at the price of your lives," Kōmoto Taro said fiercely.
Although Miyamoto Shiryu and Miyamoto Mutai were lower in martial arts rank than Bai Zhanlong, the brothers had learned well from their ancestor Miyamoto Musashi and could skillfully employ the Niten Ichi-ryū style.
"To be too invincible and find no opponent is also a kind of invincible sorrow."
"The world's loneliest state is none other than being invincible."
Two men, dressed in kimonos, wearing geta, and carrying katanas in the style of Fusang samurai, shouted their slogans and stepped onto the stage.
"Choosing us was your greatest folly, and of course, you will have no chance to regret it. This time, you will pay with your lives."
"Niten Ichi-ryū!" Miyamoto Shiryu and Miyamoto Mutai leaped high into the air, transforming into a stream of light as they descended upon Bai Zhanlong.
Bai Zhanlong did not wait for their attack but instead transformed into an afterimage and soared upwards.
The sound of the sword was like a dragon's roar; a flash and a head fell.
"Thump. Thump." Two headless corpses fell, another instant kill with a single sword.
"Holy crap, this kid's got skills. Even if I activate my totem power, I might not be able to beat him," He Dazhuang said, comparing his strength.
"Tiger Lord, it's not 'might not,' it's 'definitely cannot.' Just quiet down," Strategist Jiang said.
"Baka! Why are you so cruel? This is just a match, why kill people?" The Fusang representative, seated at the VIP section, stood up and roared loudly, projecting his Diamond-tier pressure onto Bai Zhanlong.
"Get lost! If you dare to make a move against a student again, I'll flay you alive piece by piece," Lin Shanhe said, slapping the rule-breaking individual away and issuing a warning.
"Continue the match. Anyone unrelated to the competition who dares to attack a participant will be executed without exception."
"Uncle Lin is so domineering! Now we can fight to the death, leaving no survivors," only Tiger Lord could be this eager to stir up trouble.
"Are you still willing to continue with the next match?" a referee asked Bai Zhanlong.
Seeing Kōmoto Taro eager to fight, Bai Zhanlong decisively left the stage.
"Switch," Bai Zhanlong said coldly, thinking to himself, "Damn it, I'm just not talkative, not an idiot. Why push myself if I can't win? I'll leave it to the captain."
"Please, Fusang team, send out your fourth contestant," the referee turned to the Fusang team.
Upon hearing the referee's words, Kōmoto Taro voluntarily walked onto the stage, and at the same time, the captain of the Qindu team, Ying Xuan, also stepped onto the stage.
The two said nothing and began to fight immediately.
Kōmoto Taro, wielding a samurai sword somewhat similar to Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, charged at Ying Xuan.
Ying Xuan drew the Qin King Sword and engaged Kōmoto Taro in battle.
"Clang!"
The two swords met, sparks flying. They quickly retreated, creating distance. Ying Xuan swung his sword, sending three sword qi waves in a triangular formation towards Kōmoto Taro.
"Baka!" Kōmoto Taro was too late to dodge and could only parry with his sword.
"Screech!" A wound was torn open on Kōmoto Taro's left arm by the sword qi.
Having gained the advantage, Ying Xuan pressed forward with the Qin King Sword, thrusting it directly at Kōmoto Taro's throat.
"Baka, you die, die, die!" Seeing Ying Xuan's thrust, Kōmoto Taro quickly dodged and swung his sword like a blade at Ying Xuan.
Ying Xuan changed his move and blocked with his sword.
"Clang!" With the force of the impact, Ying Xuan retreated, then spun around and unleashed a sword qi, which Kōmoto Taro dodged. The two returned to opposite sides of the stage, resuming their stances.
The leaders in the VIP section watched the two on stage and praised them.
Naturally, each side cheered for their own. Lin Shanhe led the praise for Ying Xuan, exclaiming, "Well done! He is truly of the Human King lineage; victory is assured."
The representative from the Fusang Special Zone stated that Kōmoto Taro possessed the bloodline of Yamata no Orochi, and if he used his Yamata no Orochi transformation, the opposing小子 would die, die, die.
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"Old Lin, did you notice? This kid Ying Xuan isn't using his full strength. He's saving his trump cards for you or Zhang Haoran, isn't he? He has big ambitions for the secret realm trip," Jiang Zheng, true to his strategist background, remarked.
"Formations are his ancestor's specialty, so he naturally knows things we don't. But who doesn't have a backup plan?" Lin Laohei, living up to his name, replied.