Powerful demonic intent, like a condensed vortex of energy, wants to suck in and destroy everything around it.

The Famous Knife Killing Intent and the Famous Blade Thunder in Miyamoto Musashi's hand were all eclipsed, and the two sword lights were all sucked in by the power of the Demon Dao that Lu Yu burst out.

In an instant, between the lightning and flint, the cyan sword tip bloomed with azure magic light, and suddenly poked out from the void.

Like a nightmare, Miyamoto Musashi felt a monstrous killing intent, which made him, a battle-hardened man, tremble deeply.

"Whoa————

Blue and cyan were intertwined, and the sword was pneumatic to the sky, and even split the void.

"Khooth!"

Having to resist this devastating blow with a fierce attack, Miyamoto Musashi crossed his swords in front of his chest while constantly retreating with great speed.

He understood that this was not a force he could take over.

However, even the bright moon in the sky was eclipsed by Lu Yu's sword aura, not to mention the two sword lights in Miyamoto Musashi's hands————

The spiral-shaped sword qi swept away the dust around it, and the earth even cracked. The sword qi turned into a net of heaven and earth, and in front of Lu Yu, Miyamoto Musashi was like a mantis arm as a car, and there was no way to escape.

"Boom!"

There was a bang, and the dust exploded like a gust of wind, and the fragments drifted into the air.

The black pupils reflected the soft cyan sword light around the fingers, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from Miyamoto Musashi's back.

It was definitely the moment he came closest to death.

However, the cyan sword never fell, but gradually retreated.

"Lu Yu, why don't you just kill me?"

There was a strange light in his eyes, and Miyamoto Musashi's voice trembled a little.

Originally, he had always thought that people like himself and Li Bai, who were called Sword Saint Sword Immortals, were monsters in the eyes of the world.

However, when he truly comprehended Lu Yu's power, he realized that he was like a frog at the bottom of a well.

"Why, if you lose the competition with others, do you have to die?"

Lu Yu retracted his finger wrapping and looked at Miyamoto Musashi's somewhat embarrassed appearance and said.

"This is the spirit of bushido, a true samurai, there is no room for failure."

"Lu Yu, I call myself invincible, and I have never tasted defeat in my life. The only time there was no victory was a draw with Li Bai. However, I did not expect that I would be defeated by you. Your strength is very strong, whether it is swordsmanship or sword intent, it has reached the point of reaching the peak, I am inferior to you. ”

Moreover, Lu Yu is the first time Miyamoto Musashi has seen someone who can combine the two powers of martial arts and demons.

The corners of his mouth showed a bitter smile of vicissitudes, and Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were blazing, not like he was joking at all. At the same time, the famous knife killing intent in his hand also moved quickly towards his abdomen.

"———— Sonor"

A sharp voice sounded, and the blue sword light was hit to the ground by Lu Yu's sword.

"Hey, you're not going to do such a stupid thing, are you?!"

Lu Yu stared, originally he thought that Miyamoto Musashi was just joking, but he didn't expect that he really wanted to commit suicide!

Come on, you're not a Guan Gu magic!

"Lu Yu, do you want the rest of my life to taste failure?"

Frowning and saying, Miyamoto Musashi looked at Lu Yu with a pleading look.

"How can a person who doesn't even dare to try fail deserve the title of invincible?"

Lu Yu shook his head, he very much disagreed with Miyamoto Musashi's statement.

Blindly pursuing strength and victory, going farther and farther on the lonely road, leaving the world with only the back of the vicissitudes of loneliness

Even strong people like Kai and Li Bai have failed, but they have never been defeated by failure, because only failure can make them stronger.

On the other hand, Miyamoto Musashi

Indeed, whether it was his Ertian first-class swordsmanship or the power of martial arts, he was actually not below him, not to mention that his self-created swordsmanship almost defeated him.

If you want to say that you are invincible, Miyamoto Musashi is indeed well-deserved.

However, Lu Yu also saw the shortcomings in invincibility, that is, he could not tolerate failure.

Although Lu Yu is often furious because the winning rate has dropped from 100% to 50%, he can't wait to smash his mobile phone directly, so he can understand Miyamoto Musashi's psychology of seeking defeat alone, but unwilling to fail.

To put it mildly, you can't afford to lose.

What is the so-called spirit of bushido, it is all a fart for Lu Yu.

"Brother Miyamoto, I know you're a sword idiot, but do you know why you can't beat Li Bai and me as a sword idiot?"

"Why?"

That's because you didn't hang up, of course

"Ahem, whether it is Li Bai or me, what has never been pursued is the desire for victory, but the yearning for dreams."

"The yearning for a dream?"

Miyamoto Musashi looked puzzled.

"Yes, it is precisely because of the pursuit of dreams that I will get back up and become stronger when I fail. By the way, Brother Miyamoto, let me ask you, what is your dream? ”

Lu Yu asked with a smile.

"I dream that I just want to pursue the supreme kendo, and defeat all the masters in the world."

"In that case, your dreams will not come true."

Lu Yu crossed his arms, although there was no mocking look on his face, but the words he said made Miyamoto Musashi frown.

"You can't even beat me, and there are more than a million people in this world who are stronger than me, you want to kill yourself if you lose to me now, what face do you have to challenge those more powerful opponents?"

This is the truth, don't talk about yourself, if you let Miyamoto Musashi face Ming Shiyin or Wu Zetian or something, I'm afraid I would have stopped eating a long time ago.

The mentality of bending to pursue victory, but not being willing to accept defeat, is still very flawed.

"Me"

Miyamoto Musashi choked up, he wanted to refute Lu Yu, but he didn't know what to say.

In his heart, he seemed to have tacitly acquiesced that what Lu Yu said was correct.

"True strength is never external strength, but the heart."

When did you be able to say such philosophical things with such a serious face? Lu Yu couldn't help but secretly admire himself in his heart.

"What to fight for, to be strong for what, to know the confusion and fear of the true self, and to be brave enough to fight it, is truly strong."

Looking at Miyamoto Musashi with blazing eyes, Lu Yu said earnestly.

Inadvertently, Lu Yu remembered the question that the armor had questioned him.

What is your strength?

Although he was already sure of the answer, Miyamoto Musashi didn't seem to understand what he meant easily.

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