Yuanshin: The Eye of God Lights Up Again

"Ming Jing Stops Water and Flows Soil Gate, come on!"

"Little friend, are you sure you don't want to change your weapon?"

Tumen's words made Mu Xian hold the weapon in his hand.

"No need." Mu Xian whispered, "But I really should be more serious."

After seven seconds of testing, both sides made dozens of cuts in three seconds.

In just ten seconds, the outcome has been decided.

Mu Xian pointed the trumpet two-handed sword in his hand at the ground in front of him, and Tumen on the ground let out a sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, I still have a long way to go before I am number one in the world."

Tumen was a little relieved, but his words were still a bit unwilling: "Little friend, I lost."

Hearing this, Mu Xian took back his two-handed sword, and there was no contempt from the warriors opposite him in his words.

"Compared to others, you are very powerful."

Mu Xian said, thinking about looking at the others, but his movements stopped halfway.

Just thinking about it, I know that these people... are probably scared out of their wits.

Turning his gaze, Mu Xian focused on the figure not far away.

Although he was dressed like a samurai, he was the only person on the island other than Mu Xian who did not carry a weapon.

The referee of the Lone Sword Contest.

"It seems that no one continues to come up and fight me."

Mu Xian asked: "Can you let me enter the finals directly?"

The referee was stunned by Mu Xian's words. He glanced at the surrounding warriors and found that they made no rebuttal at all.

"The rules don't allow this to happen."

The referee spoke and looked at Mu Xian again: "If the warriors are unwilling to duel, this should be regarded as a kind of admission of defeat."

As he said that, the referee stretched out five fingers: "If there is no one to fight with you within 5 minutes, it will be considered that you have won ten duels."

Mu Xian thought about it in his mind. Five minutes is indeed not a long time.

He nodded, then left the venue and returned the two-handed sword to Hayao.

"Teacher is so awesome!" Zaoyou stared at Mu Xian with a pair of shining eyes.

Mu Xian leaned against a tree, calming his somewhat disordered breathing.

He closed his eyes and answered Zaoyou's words: "If you hadn't been lazy before, you might have been as powerful as me."

"I don't want to become that powerful."

Zaoyou squinted his eyes and laughed, his small body leaning against Mu Xian's legs, with an immersed look on his face: "Now Zaoyou is accompanied by a teacher."

"Morning pomelo."

Mu Xian opened his eyes, his indifferent tone was not much different from usual, and Zaoyou didn't realize the abnormality hidden in the words.

"The teacher won't be with you all the time. One day, you will grow up too."

"The teacher doesn't want..." The day you don't want to leave, you are still a little one.

In the end, Mu Xian didn't finish the second half of the sentence, because another opponent stood up on the field.

That was Mu Xian's old acquaintance. Of course, he couldn't be called an acquaintance.

after all...

"Taromaru."

Mu Xian murmured, this time he was not holding Zaoyu's one-handed sword, Domon handed over his saber.

"Little friend, how come you don't even have a saber?"

Tumen was a little confused: "How can a samurai have a handy sword?"

"My knife is broken."

Mu Xian held the handle of the knife that still had some warmth left in his hand. Without saying anything, he walked towards Taro Maru in the center of the field.

"Wang! Wang!"

Seeing Mu Xian walking over, the big dog wearing a bamboo hat waggled its tail and barked much more cheerfully than usual.

Taro Maru's intuition was still as accurate as before, and Mu Xian knew that it recognized him at a glance.

But Mu Xian finds it strange that after so long, this guy still doesn't know who stole his private money.

This thought flashed in his mind, and Mu Xian quickly put on a posture.

Seeing that his former friend didn't say hello to him, Taromaru let out an aggrieved "wow" sound, but his movements didn't stop.

A puff of smoke came out and covered Taro Maru's entire body. When the smoke gradually disappeared, a giant dog appeared at the original position with a short knife in its mouth.

Chapter 80 Alchemy and Generals

As the owner of Mule Tea House, Taromaru acts more as a mascot to attract customers.

But mascots may not be without strength.

The swords clashed, and there were still traces of thunder and fire elements on the ground.

The opponent is not a human being, and the two sides have eliminated the link of the sword test, but replaced it with a more intense fight.

In the end, it was Mu Xian who led the thunder light from Taro Maru to the blade, and hit Taro Maru ten meters away through the opening.

Taromaru's huge size quickly shrank, and he once again transformed into the harmless Shiba Inu he once was.

After winning the duel, Mu Xian walked towards Taro Maru.

I saw this Shiba Inu lying on the ground with its eyes closed as if it was deeply injured.

"Get up." Mu Xian said lightly, "I didn't use any strength before."

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the owner's excitement could be seen in the round eyes.

"Wang~"

In just a blink of an eye, Taromaru stood up from the ground, sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail.

Taromaru was quite excited about the friend he hadn't seen for a long time, and he was not at all depressed about losing the game.

With his furry head raised high, Taromaru looked around Mu Xian again and again, showing a human expression of doubt.

"Wang?"

"Stop looking." Mu Xian seemed to know what Taro Wan meant: "That guy has found a new owner."

"Woof!" Wang's voice was full of anger.

"Woof~" The woof sounded comforting.

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with me now."

Mu Xian's tone did not change much when he said this, and he turned around and walked towards the referee who was fighting for his sword alone.

"Do you have to wait another 5 minutes?"

Mu Xian sounded impatient, obviously fed up with waiting like this.

The referee was about to speak, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something falling from the sky behind Mu Xian.

With his mouth open, he seemed to have forgotten Mu Xian's words and stared blankly at the guy falling from the sky.

Mu Xian noticed the abnormality of the referee, glanced at his gaze, and then turned around.

A falling figure suddenly appeared in Mu Xian's sight, and the little white man next to the figure made Mu Xian confirm the identity of this figure.

Although Mu Xian is used to the unexpected appearance of travelers, he still feels a little strange in his heart.

—How did that white floating thing called Paimon keep up with the falling person?

However, this doubt only lasted for a moment. A one-handed sword appeared out of thin air in the hands of the falling traveler, with the tip of the sword pointed at the ground below.

boom!

I saw that Kong fell down at a faster speed, his knees and the tip of his sword fell to the ground at the same time, smashing the entire ground into a big hole.

The situation in front of them was beyond everyone's expectation. The surrounding warriors showed even more surprised expressions than when they saw Mu Xian's swordsmanship.

"Looks like this...are you okay..."

Sora stood up from the collapsed ground, still holding a chicken leg in his hand.

After eating the chicken leg in two or three mouthfuls, he ran towards the referee, but before he could speak, Paimon who was beside him spoke.

"Mr. Yasuhiko Taro." Paimon floated in the air and asked, "Is it time for the finals?"

The referee named Yasuhiko Taro glanced at the warriors around him, and when he saw that they didn't move at all, his eyes turned back to Sora.

"The travelers arrived just in time, and another candidate for the finals has already been decided."

"Sorry, I admit defeat."

The sudden sound reached the ears of the two people and one flying object, causing them to focus on Mu Xian.

"Huh? Why is it you?"

Paimon covered his mouth with both hands, and even his body flew up a little: "Also, why did you give up?"

Sora also showed a surprised expression, but he didn't speak.

After all, in many cases, it was Paimon who said everything he wanted to say.

"Your Excellency, can you think about it?" Yasuhiko Taro also persuaded from the side: "For the finals, many people must be looking forward to it."

"I'm not interested in championships or anything like that." Mu Xian looked at the Shiba Inu who had been wagging his tail behind him: "Then let Taro Maru participate."

"Wang!"

Taromaru responded, his tail wagging even more cheerfully.

"How can this be..."