The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 519 Boring
"総杰!"

Seeing his beloved sword being so ravaged by Li Miao, Tanaka Shinbei let out a wail like a little girl. It was more like being pinched in the groin than being held by a weapon.

"You named the weapons?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is an illness, it needs treatment, you know that?"

Li Miao smiled mischievously.

"open!"

Tanaka Shinbei roared, his legs suddenly leaving the ground, using his katana as a fulcrum to leap up and deliver a scissor kick towards Li Miao's face.

The moment his body left the ground, his vision blurred, and at the same time, an unbearable heat and pain shot through his palm. An irresistible force was pulling the sword from his hand.

"I—absolutely will not allow it!"

He roared, his arm muscles bulging as he tried to forcefully twist the hilt of the knife to stop the other man's movements. But even as he twisted his arm, the hilt remained motionless, instead scraping his already shattered hand even more brutally.

The blood made his palm slippery, and he found it empty.

His body flipped and landed.

With his hands empty, in a single encounter, in a fight that could hardly be called resistance, his sword was forcibly taken away—if he were an ordinary samurai, he would have surrendered and committed suicide by now.

He raised his head angrily.

Li Miao was standing beside Qi Jiguang, one hand gripping the hilt of the knife, two fingers lightly flicking the blade, producing a buzzing sound that made the veins on Tanaka Shinbei's forehead bulge.

"Hmm, it's a good knife."

Li Miao smiled and turned to look at Qi Jiguang.

"do you want?"

Qi Jiguang replied dismissively.

"How can a human use something that belongs to an animal?"

"Thank you for your help, sir. I still have to charge into battle, so I won't bother you any longer, Commander... Let's go!"

Having said that, he led the Qi family army around Li Miao and continued to charge towards the edge of the Japanese battle formation.

Li Miao raised an eyebrow, turned to Tanaka Shinbei, and smiled as he spoke.

"I think he's right."

Since nobody wants it—

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the tip of the blade.

Under Tanaka Shinbei's shocked and angry gaze, he suddenly snapped and broke the Japanese sword downwards.

As expected of a famous sword, it didn't break even after being almost bent into a fishhook shape by Li Miao. However, it was clear that several cracks were extending from the notches that Li Miao had made, spewing out tiny fragments and making a teeth-grinding sound.

Upon closer listening, the sound even resembled a human wailing.

"stop!!!"

Tanaka Shinbei could no longer contain himself. He picked up a Japanese sword from the ground, sheathed it at his waist, and charged toward Li Miao with bloodshot eyes.

"Give Sosuke back to me!!!"

"Pill Self-Manifestation Flow - Moon Shadow!"

Extreme anger leads to extreme speed.

With his thumb pushing out the hilt, the blade flashed from its sheath, instantly drawing a moonlight several feet wide in the air!
Ten feet away, the young Japanese man stopped and muttered to himself.

"Wu Xiangyan!"

"Tsk! Even if he manages to kill the enemy now, he'll be exhausted, let alone able to pursue Qi Jiguang! Where in the Central Plains can such a master come from!"

"We clearly knew the situation in Dengzhou Guard all along, so how could there be so many unexpected things!"

In a flash of thought, he gritted his teeth.

Although it is unknown who forced Tanaka Shinbei to fight to the death, since Tanaka Shinbei has already used the "Musou Sword," given the current level of martial arts in the Central Plains, defeating the opponent should be a matter of course.

If he could just lead his personal guards to stop Qi Jiguang's army, the outcome of this battle would still be in his own hands!

Once he made up his mind, he turned around decisively and was about to chase after Qi Jiguang's army.

But after taking only two steps, he stopped again.

What happened ten feet away finally made him widen his eyes and lose his composure.

"how come!?"

"How can it be!?"

Follow his gaze.

Tanaka Shinbei unleashed a massive crescent moon, drawing the attention of everyone engaged in battle nearby. The Central Plains soldiers turned pale, while the Japanese soldiers blushed and couldn't help but cheer.

"【Sword Saint】!"

"Lord Tanaka, may your military fortunes prosper!" Tanaka Shinbei exclaimed, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Not hiding?"

Why didn't he dodge?

Faced with his desperate strike, the tall man opposite him acted as if he were a child playing around, not even moving his feet, and did not even change his movements when trying to bend the sword.

He only smiled when the blade was about to strike him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at you, you're almost crying with worry."

"I'll give it back to you."

Before he finished speaking, he loosened his grip.

Whoosh—smack!

The Japanese sword he had bent snapped back and lashed out at Tanaka Shinbei's face!
At the same time, the blade that Tanaka Shinbei swung finally landed on Li Miao's shoulder—and then exploded into pieces with a bang.

"puff--"

Tanaka Shinbei was sent flying backward, blood and broken teeth spurting from his mouth, before he crashed heavily to the ground.

chapped.

"Kamisuke Kaneshige" flew over and placed it beside his hand.

After a long while, under the astonished gaze of the young Japanese man, he slowly propped himself up, stood up with great effort, and drew out "Kamiso-suke Kenjiro".

No one would recognize this famous sword anymore.

The blade was bent, with several finger marks and cracks on the edge. The beautiful patterns, watered with the swordsmith's blood, were also squeezed into a clump. The shape of Li Miao's hand was even engraved on the hilt.

Li Miao was tall, while Tanaka Shinbei was short, with hands of the same size. The hilt of the famous sword had been gripped so tightly that Li Miao's handprint had formed its shape, making it difficult for Tanaka Shinbei to hold.

But he calmed down instead.

"Who is your Excellency?"

He looked at Li Miao and asked in a hoarse voice.

Li Miao's lips curled into a smile.

"The person who came to make you realize the gap."

Tanaka Shinbei remained silent for a while.

"Been taught a lesson."

"Can you spare my life?"

The surrounding Japanese were dumbfounded.

No one could have imagined that this arrogant and domineering madman, who disregarded human life, would actually utter words of begging for mercy—he had never begged for mercy in Japan!

Li Miao chuckled.

"Are you kidding me?"

He spread his arms wide.

"beg for mercy?"

"Here? At this moment?"

"What, you dare to come to my Great Shuo's territory? Didn't you think you'd die?"

Tanaka Shinbei shook his head honestly.

"I never thought I would—"

Li Miao suddenly interrupted him.

"Then you'd better start thinking now, and think quickly."

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

"Once you feel pain, you beg for mercy; once you know you're going to die, you admit defeat—you bunch of pigs are the same no matter where you are in the world."

"If you keep going, I'd like to play a little longer."

"But the way you are makes me feel bored."

Swish.

When the sentence "It's boring" was uttered, Li Miao was still standing there. But the final "了" came from behind Tanaka Shinbei.

He instinctively turned around and slashed out with his sword.

A fist shattered the blade, shattered the arm, and finally pierced his skull.

(End of this chapter)