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"..."

Shiraki was certain of this, because Miyamoto Musashi's lips had already curled up.

Look at that joyful and excited expression!

So why do I see "myself" in Miyamoto Musashi—in the "scenery" of fighting Miyamoto Musashi?

Hmm~~~~~?

Shiramu Cheng couldn't help but ponder it.

He recalled that when that low-level journalist angered Miyamoto Musashi, Musashi said:

"To kill people and use that to climb is a way of survival."

In other words, Miyamoto Musashi, who descended here four hundred years ago, wanted to use this physical body to make a name for himself in the modern world!

But if all you want is to stand out and become a celebrity that can't be hidden, then there are countless ways to do so.

Why did Miyamoto Musashi insist on killing people?

Speaking of which...

I also have an old friend who is the kind of person who, even though there are other ways to achieve his goals, still insists on sticking to his own "way of life".

—Primitive man, Pico.

In the Cretaceous period, 200 million years ago, if the only goal was to fill one's stomach, there should have been as many methods as possible.

But why would Pico deliberately choose "dinosaurs" as his hunting targets?

"..."

Perhaps an analogy can be drawn—

Hunting can be compared to "slashing".

Having a full stomach is better than "getting ahead of others".

The physique it has developed to this point is comparable to the name "Unparalleled in the World"!

Shiraki understood.

Those fame, fortune, and prestige were not appendages of Miyamoto Musashi, but rather part of his "existence".

Miyamoto Musashi's killing of people—the changes that followed, such as fame and fortune, all became part of Musashi's existence.

If those things are denied, then Miyamoto Musashi would not be "Miyamoto Musashi".

That's why he felt the reporter's interview was rude.

Are you suggesting we ask Pico if he likes to "eat"? What a stupid question!

Of course, Musashi is not Pikachu.

of course……

Musashi was well aware that the era when every samurai carried a sword was over, and the "modern world" was no longer a place where one could kill and make a name for oneself.

Even if he wipes out the bandits and performs such a righteous act, Musashi will never be able to exist as before.

This predicament is even worse than the one Musashi faced in his later years when he had "no place to use his skills" because there were few wars in the world!

But so what?

This is Miyamoto Musashi's "Way"!

Bai Mucheng can understand.

But it is precisely because of this "understanding" that "different opinions" can arise.

To pursue the perfection of "Tao"?

Shiraki Sei never thought of it that way.

He wanted to explore his own "Tao," but only the process of "exploring"—the passion and actions along the way—is what makes "Bai Mucheng" exist.

It's not that we shouldn't pursue the truth, but how regrettable it would be if we were troubled by the results of success or failure, and ultimately stopped and lost our enthusiasm!

"..."

Shiraki's Way? Miyamoto Musashi's Way?

The Way—ultimately, cannot always align with human desires!

To pursue something, we strive, take action, and pour our passion into it, and in the process, change occurs.

finally……

It may succeed, it may fail, and it may leave regrets.

Are there still opponents we haven't defeated? Are there still people we haven't met? Are there still achievements we haven't made?

Yes, there will still be regrets...

But for Shiraki Sei, so-called "regret" is not a bad thing; on the contrary, it becomes part of his "existence."

So—don't be afraid to live with "regrets," because that is also proof of "existence"!

"..."

“But just talking about it won’t convince Miyamoto Musashi.”

"As expected, I knew I had to tell you this, Mr. Musashi..."

Shiramu Cheng carefully adjusted his breathing.

He maintained his sideways stance, but his whole body had already relaxed, gradually immersing himself in a state of "exhaustion".

It started in the left arm, spread to half of the body, and finally the whole person drifted away, leaving only an invisible soul!

The extreme exhaustion left Bai Mucheng with only his soul, as if he had come into contact with that "soul power".

—Mental strength!

The ink-wash dotted lines surged and rippled.

A huge black packhorse slowly emerged from the darkness.

Immediately, the white-haired man in the tattered cloak stood beside Bai Mucheng with his arms crossed in a majestic posture, raising his chin and snorting coldly.

{Hmph! This level of 'mental strength' isn't enough. Get serious!}

{Even more powerful, incomparably potent...}

{Hahaha! Hahahaha—!}

Amidst Vega's maniacal laughter, Shiraki Cheng completed his complete "exhaustion," transforming all 36 trillion cells in his body into spiritual energy.

A dark purple light swayed along Bai Mucheng's body, leaving behind distorted afterimages.

Right now—

Ouch!

[Vega's Mental Force Cyclone Impact]!

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[Vega's Mental Force Cyclone Impact]!

Ouch!

Bai Mucheng stomped his foot on the ground, completing the Soul-level [Exhaustion], and his mental power exploded!

Whoosh!

His figure suddenly blurred, enveloped in a dark purple light, and he strode towards Miyamoto Musashi.

Pull your right fist back to your waist, completing the "exhaustion" phase. As you swing it forward, complete a 180° rotation and deliver a powerful punch.

The power of this punch was amplified to its maximum!

Whoosh!

A quick punch was thrown at Musashi, but Musashi raised his left hand, his five fingers spread, and accurately blocked Shiraki's punch.

boom!

With a muffled thud, Shiraki's right fist struck Musashi's left palm.

Musashi clenched his left hand, trying to grasp Shiraki's fist, but Shiraki pushed off the ground and pulled his right fist back, leaving Musashi with nothing.

Unlike a simple burst of physical exertion, "mental power" is a way to drive the body.

In other words, Shiraki's actions, driven by mental power, can not only be "launched" but also "retracted"!

Swish!

Bai Mucheng relaxed his right arm and pulled it back, his right fist drawing a purple crescent arc downwards, ending like a whip lashing out.

"--Hmm!?"

Musashi could feel the force of Shiraki's fist striking his left palm, and it looked like it was about to force his entire left arm up.

If that's the case, there will definitely be flaws!

Musashi, of course, wouldn't give him that chance. So he raised both feet, pushed off the ground with his heels, and moved backward to dissipate the force, maintaining the raised left palm stance.

From the side, it looked as if Shiraki Shigeaki had swung his right fist like a whip, striking Musashi's left palm and knocking Musashi back several steps!

pat...

Musashi moved back a few steps.

The moment he regained his footing, Musashi's left hand fell down, and at the same time, he relaxed his knees, causing his entire body to collapse and fall.

This is Musashi's exhaustion!

By releasing the force, the body falls, and the resulting acceleration is converted into power through the heels, propelling the body forward towards the opponent.

Boom!