Super Fighting Tokyo.

The next moment—

Sa!

Although Musashi was still standing, he struck a pose, and then a semi-transparent phantom rushed forward, slashing at Yujiro with his sword.

Swish!

In an instant, everyone around was startled and became absolutely certain that Musashi had just drawn his sword and slashed at Yujiro's left shoulder!

It's an invisible sword!

What's even more surprising is that the person who reacted the least was the one who was slashed—Yujiro Hanma.

Despite being slashed in the left shoulder, Yujiro showed no reaction whatsoever, even leisurely sipping a drink and exhaling a puff of hot air.

"..."

Upon seeing this, Musashi was both surprised and delighted.

"I never imagined that such a body could exist in the world! How incredibly resilient it is!"

Musashi clenched his fists and savored the feeling: "It didn't feel like I was cutting into flesh, but rather like I was cutting into armor."

"Can't even cut through it with a blade?"

"Although I have killed many people with my kasaya slash, this is the first time I have failed to even cut someone's collarbone."

"amazing……"

"..."

But upon hearing Musashi's praise, Yujiro slightly curled his lip, showing great disdain.

"What a disappointment."

Yujiro frowned and said helplessly, "You haven't even actually drawn your sword to cut, yet you're saying you couldn't kill, couldn't cut through, couldn't sever..."

Is your so-called 'sword' just a word game?

Before the words were even finished, as if in response to Musashi—

Clap!

Yujiro hooked his right index finger and struck the neck of the glass bottle in front of him with his knuckles, severing the bottle's "neck" in one swift motion.

The cut was clean and crisp, without a single crack!

The shattered bottle neck shot out like a bullet, striking Musashi between the eyebrows and breaking into countless shards with a "crack".

drop……

Musashi's forehead was cut, and a line of blood slowly trickled down.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Musashi never blinked, his tiger-like eyes fixed intently on Yujiro, taking in every single move he made.

"Humph……"

Yujiro stood up, glanced at Shiraki Sho, who was treating everyone to a meal, and then gestured for Miyamoto Musashi to follow.

"Let's find a quiet place."

"..."

After saying that, the two walked one after the other.

At the street corner, Tokugawa's bodyguard, "Kana," had been waiting for some time, holding a precious sword in his arms, which he handed to Musashi.

Although the Tokugawa family's national treasure, "Kuni-Tora," was shattered by Kuroki Gensai, the Tokugawa family still had some swords in their collection.

“I went to the Tokugawa residence to look for you, but you weren’t there, so I just had someone take a sword from you.”

Yujiro smiled faintly, "Whether it's a real sword or no sword, it's all the same to you, so you probably want both, right?"

Upon hearing this, Musashi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. "You're so gentle, strong man."

Yujiro smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying.

……

……

Musashi slung the new sword back to his waist, replacing the one without a sword, his movements free and easy, everything natural and spontaneous.

It is evident that, compared to his battle with Kuroki Gensai, Musashi's "no-sword" technique has taken a step forward!

"Okay, let's go."

"..."

Musashi and Yujiro traveled together until they arrived at a secluded open space in a park.

Tokugawa and the Metropolitan Police Department personnel followed closely behind.

The last to arrive was Shiraki Sei, who had just finished settling his bill.

"~~~~!!"

Tokugawa and the Metropolitan Police Department staff realized the seriousness of the situation, and they were all covered in cold sweat, so tense that they could hardly breathe.

Yujiro actually broke into the Tokugawa residence, bringing a brand new sword with him?

Is it possible that "Yujiro Hanma" and "Musashi Miyamoto" are about to fight?!

"..."

Compared to the tension of the others, Shiraki Cheng's expression was relaxed and happy, even with a completely inappropriate smile.

"Shiraki, you...you're smiling!?"

Old Master Tokugawa's eye twitched, and he said incredulously, "Do you understand? That Yujiro is going to fight that Musashi! At least be a little more nervous!"

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Bai Mucheng rubbed his face, straightened his expression, and continued to observe.

At the same time, ink ripples around Bai Mucheng, outlining the shape of "Long" standing beside him.

Looking at Yujiro and Musashi facing off not far away, Takashi couldn't help but smile.

Haha, you noticed too!

Long tilted his head, gesturing to his disciple, then looked towards the distance. {Since just now, those two have also…}

"Yes."

Shiraki Shigeaki grinned and said, "Since just now, both Hanma Yujiro and Miyamoto Musashi have been 'laughing' too!"

"~~~~!?"

Upon hearing this, Tokugawa and the police officers were immediately taken aback.

They scrutinized Yujiro and Musashi's expressions, but couldn't discern a trace of the "smile" that Shiraki had mentioned.

But Yujiro and Musashi, who were facing off, both turned to look at Shiraki Sho.

"..."

The expressions on the two men's faces were as if they were blaming Bai Mucheng, telling him not to be so explicit, because everything was left unsaid.

"Humph……"

Yujiro tilted his head and snorted, then looked up at Musashi, his gaze sweeping over his waist and landing on the two swords, one real and one illusory.

"Alright, let's get back to the main topic."

Chapter 659 Fishing

In a park, in a secluded and deserted grassy area.

The wind is blowing.

The wind rustled the leaves and made the grass sway.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly.

In this environment, an incredibly shocking scene unfolded...

Shiraki Takashi, Tokugawa Mitsunari, the Metropolitan Police Department staff, Dr. Payne, Dr. Horner, and about a dozen other spectators stood in front of the outer bushes.

Not far ahead of them, two people were standing on the lawn, facing each other.

On one side is Yujiro Hanma, who relinquished the title of "Strongest" after the "Father-Son Battle," yet is still widely recognized as the "Strongest Creature on Earth."

On the other side is Miyamoto Musashi, a "sword master" who descended to the present world four hundred years ago, who holds the title of "the strongest" and "unparalleled in the world"!

The two stood facing each other.

"—!!"

Anyone who sees this scene will likely only have the word "powerful" on their mind.

This is it, right now!

……

……

Musashi had a new sword tucked into his waistband.

He then untied the wide rope that bound his hair and used it as a headband to cover his forehead and prevent the loose hair from obstructing his vision.

After doing all this, Musashi let his hands hang down loosely, adopting a relaxed posture.

Yujiro, sitting opposite him, kept his hands in his pockets the entire time, his expression unchanged, silently watching Musashi complete all of this.

Or rather, while Musashi was making these "preparations," he was also maintaining a state of combat readiness, making him virtually flawless!

……

……

"~~~~Mmm mmm mmm."