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Because Genjiro also realized that Lin Ye held a very important place in Erii's heart. Even if Lin Ye were to be forcefully killed or secretly eliminated by any means necessary, Erii would still be very sad.

Erii's own changes in her dragon bloodline are actually closely related to her own state of mind. If she knew that Lin Ye was dead or that she would never see him again, Erii might be at risk of her bloodline going berserk, and this risk would be extremely high.

Since that's the case, let Erii see through Lin Ye's true colors as this so-called peerless swordsman.

Yuan Zhisheng looked coldly at Lin Ye, "Since my sister says you're very strong, do you dare to fight me?"

Although Genji felt it was beneath him to challenge a male host, he couldn't resist the fact that his sister was so infatuated with him that she was practically obsessed.

"I'm sorry, sir, a simple duel is fine, but I only have some experience in swordsmanship," Lin Ye said modestly.

"Then I'll challenge you to a sword duel, do you dare?" Genji asked bluntly.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the audience, especially the girls below the stage, turned to look at Lin Ye.

In their hearts, they naturally hoped that Lin Ye would accept the challenge, after all, this boy was Jian Xin! He was a peerless swordsman with unwavering determination and immense power! How could he possibly be afraid of a fight!

"If you insist on a duel, then why not?"

Lin Ye's expression was solemn, and although his words were soft, one could feel his determination.

"very good."

Yuan Zhisheng was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Lin Ye to be so decisive.

As Lin Ye accepted the challenge, all the female audience members were captivated by the boy's cool charm, their eyes sparkling with hearts.

Crow Yaksha in the audience couldn't help but curl his lips, thinking to himself that this host was too immersed in his role, really thinking that he was some peerless swordsman from the Shogunate era. And of all things to compare, why did he have to compare swordsmanship with the boss? That was simply like lighting a lantern in the toilet!

The humpback whale looked grim.

He kept trying to signal to Lin Ye to withdraw from the competition, but Lin Ye ignored him.

After all, the system has already started to urge him to his death. If Lin Ye gives up now, who knows if he will just ascend to heaven. Now that he has merged with the combat-type Himura Kenshin, he already possesses various profound techniques of the Flying Sword Style. Maybe he still has a chance to fight Genji.

“Eri, step aside. I want to see how the Kenshin you envision will defeat me,” said Genjiro.

However, Erii stubbornly remained in place and did not move aside.

"Eri, your brother and I are just sparring, not fighting to the death. Don't worry, we'll both be fine," Lin Ye said softly to the girl in front of him, mustering his courage.

"En!"

Upon hearing Lin Ye's words, Erii nodded frantically, much to everyone's surprise, seemingly trusting his words completely.

Then they retreated backstage, giving up the entire stage.

Yuan Zhisheng's lips twitched. So, his little sister, whom he had raised for many years, was going to be kidnapped by a gigolo in just two weeks?

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Lin Ye, his expression one of utter dissatisfaction.

Since you're still upset, then you can only let the other person vent their anger!

Chapter 7 asked you to imitate, not to become a god! [Please add to your favorites! Please vote!]

Lead-gray clouds churned and gathered, and strong winds, carrying torrential rain, blew in through the window, causing the huge, deep red curtain to flutter wildly.

On the stage, two figures stood facing each other, three meters apart.

Yuan Zhisheng's expression was indifferent, his long overcoat billowing in the wind and rain, fluttering like a battle flag.

Opposite him stood Lin Ye, dressed in a red and white samurai outfit.

Facing a formidable foe, Lin Ye appeared flustered just a minute ago, but as he focused his mind, the spirit of his sword heart began to surge forth.

At this moment, Lin Ye's mind was completely calm. Having merged with the combat-type Kenshin Himura, his mentality had become steady, without joy or surprise, yet exceptionally focused.

This state also made Genjiro glance at him slightly.

The two men stood with their knives drawn, and the air seemed to resonate with the tangible clashes of swords and spears. The atmosphere was chilling and tragic, and the entire place fell silent under this oppressive atmosphere.

The humpback whale got goosebumps; he was startled.

It's one thing if Genjiro himself has such a cold and domineering aura, after all, his formidable strength was already on display when he appeared, but what's with Lin Ye's cold expression?

This guy is the gigolo he personally trained. Just half a month ago, Lin Ye was as destitute as a beggar, but now the chilling aura emanating from the boy is like a cold, piercing wind, making people tremble with fear.

The humpback whale remembered.

He seemed to recall hearing Lin Ye mention it once when he was drunk. The boy jokingly said that he was a disciple of the Flying Sword Sect. When he heard this, the humpback whale almost laughed himself to death. But now he couldn't laugh anymore. He had a feeling that Lin Ye's words might be true.

Hurala!

The wind and rain grew stronger, and the huge, deep red curtain was blown around more and more violently. Just as the humpback whale hesitated whether to take the curtain down first, its hand was suddenly jolted by a sharp gust of air.

Because the two opposing figures on the stage moved at the same time.

Concentrate, step forward, sprint!

Like peerless swordsmen gathering their strength for a strike, the two erupted from stillness, their bodies like crossbow bolts exploding, a surging sense of oppression cascading down like a tidal wave. Everyone in the arena got goosebumps all over their bodies, as if being swept by gusts of cold, sharp air.

With a clang, the two swords crossed in mid-air, sparks flying like fireworks, and the two figures passed each other.

Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly.

He originally intended to crush Lin Ye instantly with overwhelming force, causing him to suffer a crushing defeat, thereby shattering Erii's image of the male host as a swordsman.

However, Yuan Zhisheng discovered that the reality was vastly different from what he had imagined.

Lin Ye not only blocked his attack, but also seemed to handle it with ease.

As a master swordsman, Genji knew instantly that Lin Ye was not just a pretty face, but truly skilled in swordsmanship.

Everyone was astonished.

No one expected that the two would unleash such a powerful attack as soon as they exchanged blows. Their twin swords clashed in mid-air, the sound of their clash like thunder and lightning, echoing throughout the entire Takamagahara.

However, this is only the beginning.

The next second, their attacks came like a flood bursting its banks, as they launched a fierce assault on each other with violent slashes.

The audience was completely dumbfounded.

Although they were watching the duel intently, the speed at which Yuan Zhisheng and Lin Ye attacked each other on the stage was too fast. The long swords in their hands were slashed out with dense and cold light. The azure and snow-white sword light constantly intersected, like a sharp crescent moon wrapped in a surging tide, and in an instant it collapsed into countless cold and sharp lines.

Too domineering!

Neither side held back, nor did they test each other; every strike was utterly decisive.

The humpback whale was numb.

I asked you to imitate, not to become a god!

He stared blankly at Lin Ye. Was this still the same boy who had fallen on hard times just two weeks ago and was only wearing his underwear?

Originally, the humpback whale thought that Lin Ye had an amazing talent for imitation, especially since he had gained the enthusiastic support of countless female customers by imitating Kenshin Himura.

But now, that chilling and domineering aura, and those incredibly complex sword moves, good heavens, this isn't just playing Himura Kenshin, this is Himura Kenshin himself!

Flying Sword Style!

That's it! Lin Ye definitely didn't lie to him; this guy is absolutely a successor of the Flying Sword Style!

"Kenshin, go for it! (Do your best!)"

"Don't stop!"

"My Kenshin, Auntie's love, Anus! (Push harder!)"

……

The female audience members below couldn't help but scream.

They thought Lin Ye's solo performance on stage was already very impressive, but they realized at this moment that it wasn't that they were too immersed in the role, but that Lin Ye really was that peerless swordsman, and this boy had been playing himself all along!

"Sword Heart, Sword Heart!"

Backstage, Erii's fair hands gripped her notebook tightly as she watched the two battle. Her beautiful face was flushed, and she looked extremely excited.

However, the girl's gaze lingered more on Lin Ye.

As for Genjiro, it's his own fault for not leaving earlier.

[Yuan Zhisheng: Should I leave then?]

Perhaps it was Genjiro's domineering entrance and the powerful aura he exuded that made the people of Takamagahara subconsciously regard him as an evil villain. Lin Ye stood on Erii's side the whole time, and now he was even fighting fiercely with the evil villain, just like the swordsman hero in their hearts.

Amidst cheers from the crowd, Lin Ye's portrayal of Jianxin became even more unforgettable in the hearts of the girls.

Yuan Zhisheng frowned. In just three minutes of attacking, he still hadn't managed to subdue Lin Ye.

No matter how he changed his moves, Lin Ye could defend quickly, and often he wouldn't even defend at all, but would directly launch a fierce counterattack. This kind of combat strength could not be developed overnight, but required strong physical qualities, as well as rich mental qualities and swordsmanship experience.

Is he really just a gigolo?

Yuan Zhisheng's expression turned serious.

He couldn't use his Word of Power, and if he didn't get serious, he wasn't absolutely certain he could defeat Lin Ye in a short time. And if he couldn't defeat him tonight...

Genji glanced behind the scenes and saw Erii's excited face.

If Erii fails to defeat Lin Ye tonight, the powerful image of this Kenshin Host will be permanently imprinted on her mind, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

This must not be allowed to happen!

Yuan Zhisheng's heart tightened, and he prepared to launch an even more ferocious attack.

However, before he could launch an attack, Lin Ye took the initiative to launch a fierce counterattack.

A clanging sound.

Like the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon, nine sharp blades illuminated the entire Takamagahara, weaving a cage out of thin air, and coldly crushing towards Genjiro.

It was none other than the ultimate killing technique in the Flying Sword Style—the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash.

Faced with this powerful attack, Genji's eyes narrowed instantly.

Chapter 8: Clash of Titans! Shattered! [Seeking collections and recommendations!]

Fast, ruthless, and accurate!

These are the three essential elements of Kendo.

The Flying Sword Style takes these three elements to their extreme.