"Master Miyamoto, Master Miyamoto? What do you think of the two masters on the stage?"

In addition to the British side, there are commentators on the scene, and Japan side, there are also commentators on the scene.

However, this martial soul final is of great importance. In addition to the eloquent commentator, there must be an expert in charge. The expert in the commentary station today is Mr. Miyamoto Nishishi, a senior Swordsman of the Swordsman Association.

"—————————” Miyamoto Nishixin glanced at the commentator and said to himself:

"What qualifications do I have to evaluate the two people on the ring? I have never thought that human resources can achieve such a level! That British princess is fine. She has a legendary bloodline inherited for thousands of years and is good for reincarnation. Yayoi Moto and this kid are so powerful!"

"Master Miyamoto, what do you think of Master Ice Mask's kendo?" The ignorant commentator continued to ask.

"Ahem, this master of Ice Mask's swordsmanship has reached an unpredictable state. In my personal opinion, even the two swordsmans, Tsukahara Fu Chuan and Kazuzumi Nobuka, may not be able to surpass this Ice Mask!"

"You mean, this ice mask master has reached the supreme sword saint realm in the legend of the kendo? "

"Ahem, I didn't say that. I just said that if Master Ice Mask, if he talks about actual combat power, he should be no less than the Sword Saint, but he may be a little short of reaching the Sword Saint realm."

Miyamoto Nishi and Sasaki Masahei are close friends, so the two naturally discussed the actual realm of Yagyu Motoka. However, according to the information obtained by the National Security Bureau recently, Yagyu Motoka has reached the point of using kendo to show miracles, completely surpassing the so-called kendo category.

Even with the knowledge of the two, it is impossible to judge whether Yayoi Yuenhe has reached the Sword Saint level or not. The only thing that can be confirmed is that even if it has not reached the Sword Saint level, in terms of combat power, Yayoi Yuenhe is definitely not inferior to any sword Saint in history.

However, at this time, Miyamoto Nishishi naturally would not admit that Yagyu Motoka was the third true swordsman in Japan in hundreds of years.

First, the true sword saints, including Tsukahara Furuchi and Uchiizumi Nobusuka, were recognized by the emperor at that time, so that they could be recognized by history. Miyamoto Nishixin was not worthy of opening this word.

Second, now it is the final venue of the Wuhun Jue, especially the princess, who is standing in the center of the arena, showing his power like a god and a demon. Even a person like Miyamoto Nishimi who is quite confident in Yagyu Moto and the others, seeing such a strong wind and lightning surrounded by thunder and lightning, Lelani Artoria VI dare not be too optimistic.

If he calls Yukito Yagyu the Japanese sword saint, Yukito Yagyu the prince will be beaten into a dog by His Royal Highness, which will greatly destroy the majesty of the Japanese samurai.

It’s better to keep a swordsman realm and not admit it, at least leave a thought for the Japanese kendo realm, right?

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On the ring, two people standing on both ends of the ring, walked towards each other again, one left and one right.

But this time, the two people who came in opposite each other were no longer like ordinary people even if they looked at their appearance.

The ice mask on the left is like a body made of silver, reflecting the luster of metal under the theater lights.

Lelani Artoria VI on the right is so handsome that she is not as handsome as a neutral face. Her eyes are stretched and contracted. Outside the sky blue armor, the wind and lightning are everywhere.

"This is a war between gods and demons, this is a stage for heroes. Today we can witness this moment with our own eyes is the lifelong glory of everyone here!"

Commentator Douglas had long since abdicated himself and gave him to Edna to do the commentary. He forgot everything. Although he couldn't see the process of fighting on the ring, he could make up for it!

Fortunately, there was more than one microphone on the commentary seat, and Edna had long forgotten Douglas next to her, and was just yelling at the slow-moving camera.

"Boom!" Behind the sky blue figure who rushed forward, a slanted pit was stepped out of the solid special rubber floor. As soon as the fine rubber particles flew up, they were swept away by the strong wind.

If it weren't for the scene, Yagyu Motoka wouldn't have thought that a person's charge could actually drive the whole atmosphere! Lelani Artoria's charge drove the rapid movement of the Wind Robe field. What does it feel like to charge with a radius of five meters and a diameter of ten meters at a speed that is not visible to the naked eye?

This is not just a person charging forward, but the entire atmosphere is overwhelming, like a natural disaster that is coming like a broken pillar of heaven, a slump in the northwest, and a slump in the southeast. It is not enough to describe it as Mount Tai pressing the top of it, but it is more like the sky collapses and the earth breaks, making people have nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape!

On the assistant seat of Yuyoshi Tomokazu Yayashi, Sasaki Mahira looked pale, his right hand hung on the red game end button, hesitating.

"The wind and rain in all directions gather in Zhongzhou!" The deep shout was like thunder. The ice mask's body was spinning wildly, and the sword lights rose up in the sky.

The sword light gathered from thousands of angles to a silver river from the side of the rapidly rotating side, behind the side, in front of the body, above the head, and under the feet, and rushed into the storm of wind and thunder that swept most of the field.

No one explained. At this moment, all the commentators were so pale and powerless. Only the wind was dancing wildly, the thundersnakes were flying everywhere, and the huge tornado in the middle of the ring showed a strange state of twisting and stretching. The solid special rubber floor was shattering, and many tiny rubber particles were wrapped into the tornado, making the entire tornado appear a blue-black.

It was like a blue-black giant python that was too greedy and swallowed prey beyond its ability. The prey was struggling in its body. From time to time, thousands of silver arcs of light were unstable in the tornado. It seemed that something was about to struggle and was about to break out of its belly.

Sometimes, occasionally one or two arcs of light shoot out the area covered by a tornado, and a long white mark is drawn in the air, just like the cloud road left by an airplane in the blue sky, which will not disperse for a long time.

"The blue round dance, killing the death of the enemy-" A powerful sound like a golden iron attack sounded loudly in the center of the tornado.

The huge tornado on the ring suddenly collapsed like the center, as if something opened its mouth at the center of the tornado to swallow the entire wind pillar!

"Try to hold Tianqing!" Just before the entire tornado column collapsed rapidly, as if it was swallowed by a black hole, a silver-white sword energy dragon suddenly struggled and jumped out, turning three times, and changed directions around the wind column three times in a row. Finally, before the tornado column was about to shrink completely, he killed out of a chaos and flew ten meters away.

The sword energy dragon had just landed on the ground, and a huge whistle sounded behind it!

It was far thicker than the silver-white dragon. The tornado that had just shrunk violently seemed to be a spring that had been compressed to its limit, bounced up suddenly, opened its large blue-black mouth, chased the silver-white dragon, rushed forward and rushed forward.

"Nine to give up without regrets!" The silver-white long dragon drew away, revealing the ice mask. The light of the long sword held high in his hand was so dazzling. On the arena that was stirred up by the strong wind, it seemed to have absorbed all the energy of the silver long dragon just now, like a lighthouse, shining everywhere.

The next moment, the Ice Mask slashed down with one knife, and a huge and brilliant arc of light emerged from the blade, cutting the tornado column that was rushing towards him straight into half!

With a short and strange sound, the huge arc of light divided into two halves, one half rushed straight into the sky and disappeared without a trace; the other half turned downward and slashed deeply into the ground of the arena.

"Ah--" Under the ring, on the British assistant seat, two women with black veil masks screamed and held each other's hands tightly. Although they could not see their faces, the four hands they held tightly were pale and bloodless.

The wind stopped and the thunder was breathing, and countless tiny particles of debris dissipated with the tornado, falling on the ring, revealing the figure of the blonde swordsman Lelani.

"What an amazing sword!" Lelani Artoria sneered. Her left shoulder armor disappeared halfway, and her hair was missing, and a bloody ear was exposed from the place where those hairs were missing.

"But if the skill is stopped, today will be your death!"

The next moment, a storm broke out, and thunder fell from the sky without warning. The figure of the golden swordsman came to the front of the Ice Mask as if teleported. He waved too quickly, causing the swords with both hands to twist into a arc and slashed the head.

"Thunder Sword!" The sound reached Yayoi Motoka's ears after the sword arrived.

"The Eight Desolate Desolate Blood Flying White!" The sword lights stacked layer by layer, condensed into a pagoda of light. In an instant, no one could know how many times the swords and swords of both sides had intervened. Even in the high-speed camera broadcasting, they could only see endless rays of light splashing, just like a pillar of fire trees and silver flowers blooming on the ring.

The sword light pagoda lasted for a moment and was dispersed. The thunderous sword light flew around, rushing around in a row, storming in the wind, shattering the sword light tower and moving forward.

"There are no birds in the poor and desolate realm!" As the light tower shattered, it floated lightly from behind the tower, swaying in a swaying direction.

Immediately after the sword light, the blonde swordsman who shattered the sword light tower without touching the ground, walked in the air, and the lightning and lightning of branches and branches erupted in all directions with the terrifying sword light.

"The wilderness is rampant!" The sword light in front suddenly swayed to the right, attracting the sword light behind it to shoot out, then suddenly turned to the left and made a complete spiral, avoiding the terrifying sword light sprinting behind it.

When the sword light just started to turn sharply to the left, it was still vague. After halfway through, the sword was already a great thunder and thunder, as brilliant as a river!

This sword not only avoided the sword energy and lightning that rushed from behind, but instead counterattacked from the flanks.

"Zha——"

"The wind dances, the verdict of thunder!"

The blonde swordsman Lelani, who had just passed away with a sword, not only did not avoid the edge, but instead shouted loudly and twisted her body in place. The wind robe, which was originally tightly closed beside her, providing her with the ability to walk in the air, surged rapidly, turning into a swirling from the inside out, almost turning into a substantial wind, repelling everything around her body.

At the same time, relying on infinite divine power, he twisted the sword with his hands, and swam away the whole body with electric light. Lelani Artoria, with a body of light, broke the sword speed through the limit, and slashed from top to bottom, and slashed down against the long river of sword light in the continuous sound of sonic booms.

This is the true face of Thunder Armor. Humans drive the body by themselves, which relies on the bioelectric signals transmitted by nerves. The intensity of nerve electrical signals is limited and the ability to stimulate muscles is also very limited.

However, the Thunder Armor in Artoria's bloodline can provide Lelani Artoria with almost unlimited electricity compared to the body, allowing her to drive her body with her will and make a slash that mortals can't imagine.

The 'Thunder Judgment' is the original violent version of the 'Ten Swords of Razer'. However, except for the Artoria bloodline that truly awakens the 'Thunder Armor', it is impossible for anyone else to use the real 'Thunder Judgment'!

Yuki Motohe used all his strength and finally avoided the sharp pointing of Lelani Artoria. Now he is in a counterattack. He was in a good form, but Artoria's bloodline is indeed worthy of being a legendary bloodline. It has endless potential. In this situation, he has lost the first move, and he can still make such an amazing slash.

However, Yagyu Motohe was reversing the situation at this time, and his momentum came with a rainbow of momentum. If he retreated at this time, not only would the good situation created before be ruined, but the momentum of both sides also decreased and each other increased, and he would have another chance to regain the situation.

At this time, even if Yayoi Motohe was confident, he had to admit that Artoria's bloodline was indeed the favor of God, and the bloodline was really a truth.

This thought flashed through my heart and there was no trace anymore.

The endless fighting spirit surges from the bottom of my heart. It is precisely because of strength that I can fight happily; it is precisely because of pleasure that I can let my life shine with gorgeous light.

It’s so good to be happy, but if your opponent is not strong, why do you feel pain? It’s so good to be happy if you don’t even hurt?

"The loyal soul of eternal life is immortal!"

The sword light doubled again under the possibility of no chance. At this moment, Yagyu Motohiro no longer thought about the limits of the human body and the ability to control it. He let go of all his worries. Only when the true face of the Bahuang Rampage Knife was revealed to the world for the first time!

Since completing the Golden Thread Clothes, Yasuo Motohe has another system for controlling the body. The ability he has exerted is close to the speed that the virtual perfect body can achieve with the help of the auxiliary quantum computing system in the previous life. At this moment, the half-step innate Yasuo Motohe has opened up to communicate inside and outside, and control the overall situation. Everything around him has turned into an instinct. Whether it is the fight of weapons or the power generated by the storm, he has borrowed it to push the Bahuang Random Knife to go further.

Fast, no matter how fast it is, it can be faster!

Although only one-third of the slashes can slash the opponent with eighty-one-third, the body with a swing and sharp rotation has driven an endless storm of blades. This is not a whirlwind tornado caused by some superpowers, but a pure blade stirring the wind and clouds.

The wind robe field, which was rotating and expanding, was repelling all external objects, was broken by the violent blade storm, turning into an irregular turbulent stream, and could no longer play any role in relieving it, not to mention that it caused a vacuum suffocation around Yagyu Motoka's body like the "blue round dance, rest and killing" just now.

"Ah! Judgment Thunder Sword! Kill!"

The violent roar like a golden iron attack and the rumble of thunder that broke through the atmosphere erupted at the same time. In the blade storm, there was a lightning sword light that was thunder and lightning that rushed in with the sharp edge of the blades all over the sky.

Continuous, high and low shouts, explosions and some hissings that were like to tear cloth, it was impossible to tell whether it was a thunder explosion, a sword attack, or a hissing that cut through the air.

The wild light twisted into a ball, rolling around the ring at an astonishing speed, and suddenly it went to the left, and flashed to the west of the ring in a blink of an eye. In another blink, the ball of light had actually exceeded the range of the ring. It was surrounded by strong wind and thunder and lightning, and it rose into the air, strangling and fighting in the air.

The ring was left with devastated scars, with sword marks and sword marks everywhere, covered with potholes of large and small size. The deepest large pit was nearly half a meter deep and nearly three meters in diameter. The shallow one was only half a footprint, clearly printed on the rubber floor of the ring.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Emperor Chengping was sitting in the box on the second floor, staring at the rolling light ball on the screen, clenching his hands.

The personal guard who was standing in the stands looking down suddenly turned around and rushed over, picking up the Emperor's Majesty in the waist. Without even saying a word, he directly smashed the door of the private room with one punch and rushed out.

The next moment, accompanied by a rumble, a ball of light wrapped around two flickering black shadows, rushed out of the wall on the left side of the box, and flew out of the observation deck.

He put down Emperor Chengping in the corridor, and the guard turned to look at the private room in fear. The wall at the left end of the private room disappeared, leaving only a large hole that was enough for four people to run in parallel. The private room viewing stand disappeared, leaving only a half-moon-shaped gap, and you can directly see the dilapidated ring on the first floor from the door of the private room.

The TV and various sofa seats in the private room were only one wooden chair close to the door and could be completely preserved. Various other facilities were not even a piece of debris larger than a palm.

‘Hiss--’ There was more than one gasp in the air. Emperor Chengping looked around and saw that he was not only standing in the corridor. On his left side, Prince Ansel stood at the door of the box next door with a pale face. The two of them just now had the first to kill him from the air. If it weren’t for the Knight Ansel and his skills, there would have been a tragedy in which his daughter accidentally injured her biological father.

"Uh--" In the British assistant seat, the older woman covered her forehead. Perhaps the real eye could see clearly the movements of the two fighting in mid-air, but her brain could not keep up with the processing speed.

After staring at her for a while, she became dizzy and could no longer hold on.

Opposite the ring, Sasaki Masahei looked at the red button on the assistant seat in front of him. Before the game started, he told Yukito Yuki to rest assured that he was old and his eyes were not old. But now, he couldn't see clearly how the two of them fought, so what's the use of guarding this button now!

Of course, Sasaki Masahei would not admit that he was dizzy. This duel was really beyond his imagination. It really felt like entering myths and witnessing the battle between ghosts and gods!
To be continued...