So I Am A Demon Descendent! - Chapter 231

Miyamoto Hideki slowly struck with his tachi, Weeping Baby. He was originally a dozen meters away from Li Xianyu, but when he struck with Weeping Baby, this distance reduced to less than two meters.

He seemed to move in an instant and appeared in front of Li Xianyu, the cold blade slashing towards his throat.

Li Xianyu bent back, as the blade swiped across his cheek, waving a two-foot-long sword aura, charging straight to the audience.

A sea of exclamations rang.

Upon seeing this situation, the bald referee on the left hurriedly moved, but his speed obviously could not catch up.

Victoria leapt out with her arms crossed, her fair skin turning green and black, glistening with metallic gloss under the sunlight.

Clink! The sword aura chopped into her arms and immediately dissipated. Victoria staggered back a few steps and shook her numb hands. She nodded to the grateful referee and returned to her seat silently. This was a good point about the conference.

As there were many masters amongst the audience, even if the referee failed to respond in time, the audience would be safe.

“Very strong, stronger than I am.” Victoria squeezed her fist. The tendons in her hand was damaged and she couldn’t clench her fist.

Eric nodded with a solemn face.

Victoria was the goddess of the Association of Superpowered Beings, whose title was derived from her iron and steel powers. With her age, she was the goddess of war in the younger generation. She was a little less powerful than Eric, but not by much.

Another referee took out a dark golden bowl, and when it was thrown in the air, it hovered over the ring, and the golden light screen enveloped the ring.

The golden bowl could only be used after the battles for the top 16, but in this conference, the contestants were far stronger than the past.

Miyamoto Hideki missed on the first stroke, and used Blood Moon and followed closely. He struck towards Li Xianyu’s heart.

At this time, Li Xianyu was still bent backwards. He hastily spun around and Blood Moon pierced into his lungs. His breathing choked, as he kicked Miyamoto Hideki. Covering his wound, he staggered back.

Whoa!

The audience exclaimed in shock.

Within two strokes, Miyamoto had severely injured Li Xianyu. They could not accept this result for now.

There was an instant reversal in the situation. The previous moment, Li Xianyu had blocked Miyamoto Hideki’s famous sword slash and seemed confident of winning. The next moment, he was stabbed ferociously by Miyamoto Hideki.

Miyamoto Hideki took the opportunity to attack the drowning dog. He used his tachi, Weeping Baby as the primary means of attack, and used wakizashi, Blood Moon as the auxiliary attack. The two swords attacked in succession and was flawless.

Li Xianyu used his left hand as a weapon, and tried his best to avoid the attacks. If he couldn’t, he used his left hand to block it. However, bone-deep injuries still appeared on his body and he was in a humiliating state.

Miyamoto Hideki with twin swords and him during pure combat, were on two completely different levels.

Li Xianyu could match up with him during pure combat. However, once Miyamoto Hideki wielded his twin swords, the gap between the two widened immediately.

Niten Ichi-ryu was created by the famous Sword Saint, Miyamoto Musashi. Niten referred to the sun. The sun and the moon were also known as yin and yang. Thus, the attacks were complementary and could also act as a defense.

Every Niten Ichi-ryu swordsman, must have a very strong mental power, because the foundation of Niten Ichi-ryu training was based on the use of multi-tasking. People with weak mental power were not capable of this.

Beginners will have to write different words each day with their pens in different hands until the “consciousness” of both hands emerges independently. The left hand and right hand, representing two different swordsmen, can cooperate with each other and can also fight each other, which was unpredictable.

Deep sword marks appeared one by one on the ring and Miyamoto Hideki was like a rolling sword machine that could cut off any obstacles.

Li Xianyu’s sword aura, lightning techniques, Kato Eagle’s finger were utterly useless in front of the flawless attacks.

“So powerful, under such an attack, Jie Se and Dan Chenzi would also have to retreat. This is Niten Ichi-ryu?”

“It is worthy of being one of the strongest schools of Japanese swordsmanship. Miyamoto Hideki’s sword slash is already very strong, Niten Ichi-ryu is even better.”

“It’s alright. Li Xianyu’s ability is self-healing. He isn’t afraid of a long battle.”

“Come on, hang in there. You are a descendant of the Li family.”

The crowd were worried for Li Xianyu and prayed that he would win. Their previously chuckling atmosphere was gone. After seeing how strong Miyamoto Hideki was, they only hope Li Xianyu could hang in there. There was hope as long as he could persist.

“Well, the Li family descendant is still weaker than the top young masters.” Someone sighed.

Listening to the chatter of the people around her, Thunderbolt Battle Lady was anxious. She looked around and saw that everyone was calm and she was the only one who was nervous.

However, everyone’s composure wasn’t so much about having trust in Li Xianyu, but because they were sure about his failure.

This group of small bitches were usually great at taking advantage of him, and they are not even a bit anxious now.

“Great-Grandma, can he win?” Thunderbolt Battle Lady asked Great-Grandma sitting not far away, her expression calm.

She’s included in the group of small bitches.

“He can’t win. The Japanese swordsman is very strong, he’s not someone that Li Xianyu can win,” Great-Grandma munched on her spicy bars and said.

Great-Grandma was someone who had gone through the vicissitudes of life, and nothing could faze her. Of course, she would not be terrified and shell-shocked because of a mere contest.

Mmhmm, it’s impossible to have a heart tremor.

“But if he can’t win the championship, Buddha Head’s promise would be meaningless.” Thunderbolt Battle Lady frowned. “Buddha Head is deliberately playing with him.”

“Buddha Head wants to tell him, having a bigger fist is the most important, one would still be an ant if they rely on others. It’s great if Buddha Head can help him but it also does not matter if he doesn’t. My Li family never needs others to protect. I’m good enough.”

Cui Hua hummed, looking up. “I’m here too.”

A bunch of idiots. There’s an old ancestor who already had a similar case from the past. If you were so powerful, why couldn’t you protect his father? A wildly confident pet cat who was obviously still some distance away from being S class, but was so proud, as if she was a Gokudo master. Thunderbolt Battle Lady snarked internally.

At this time, she listened to Tong Tong mutter worriedly, “Come on, Brother Salted Fish. You must beat him. Don’t lose.”

Thunderbolt Battle Lady’s heart was cold.

Li Xianyu tried to hold his own, but he was just cut incessantly. His body was becoming more and more damaged, so Li Xianyu used the technique of avoidance.

His wounds were fatal, and self-healing kept repairing the wounds. I’m going to be cheeky in front of you, come get me if you can.

Miyamoto Hideki had never met such a difficult opponent, the other party was in a state of beating, but wasn’t dead. Like Son Goku in Dragon Ball, no matter how badly beaten he was, he just wouldn’t die.

He’s gradually finding a sense of rhythm. I can’t drag this on. The longer he’s dragging on, my advantages will turn into disadvantages, Miyamoto Hideki pondered. He did not have Li Xianyu’s stamina.

Niten Ichi-ryu was a technique that exhausted mental power. In history, there were many predecessors who has died due to exhaustion.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Miyamoto Hideki spun, and his twin swords turned into a dense steel storm. Sword aura surged out, and in the face of such a fierce offensive, Li Xianyu could only retreat and retreat even more. Sword marks appeared at his feet.

His path of retreat had been blocked and he retreated to the edge of the ring.

Miyamoto Hideki’s eyes lit up, and he pierced his tachi straight towards Li Xianyu. He struck as fast as lightning and it was not avoidable. If he had ducked, the opponent would do a back-hand strike, which was even more dangerous. Li Xianyu stretched out his left hand and grabbed the tachi, Weeping Baby.

The sound of babies crying seemed to tear through his eardrum and the glove on his left hand exploded. Sharp sword aura surged out of the tip of the sword, and charged towards Li Xianyu’s shoulder.

It hurts! His face turned pale and the sword plunged into his arm like a sharp steel needle. Slime was indestructible, but it wasn’t immune to pain.

Miyamoto Hideki’s attack was far more than that. He had expected that Li Xianyu would grab onto Weeping Baby. He forced him to the edge of the ring, to seal the space to move. He then forced him to hold Weeping Baby, limiting his most powerful left hand.

This was to give Blood Moon a chance to kill.

Blood Moon erupted with a dazzling light, and one cannot distinguish whether it was the noonday sunlight reflection, or the sword’s own glow.

It incarnated into the world’s most sinister venomous snake, biting into Li Xianyu’s heart.

Miyamoto Hideki had seen how strong Li Xianyu’s self-healing powers were, but no matter how strong his super power was, it couldn’t make him undead. There was a limit to any power in the world.

By crushing his heart and sending the destructive sword aura into his body, even if the Li family descendant did not die, he was also severely disabled.

A sense of peril overwhelmed Li Xianyu and the only thing he could do was to use his right hand to block the sword. It was two different things to be pierced through the heart by a normal person, and being pierced through the heart by a spiritual device.

Like equivalent nuclear bombs and ordinary missiles, the former was far more dangerous than the latter.

Blood Moon pierced the palm of the hand, and Miyamoto Hideki’s wrist shook. The sword aura shattered Li Xianyu’s entire palm and charged unimpeded into the heart.

Boom! The blood fog exploded, and pierced through Li Xianyu cleanly. Not to mention the heart, even his sternum was gone.

There were panicked screams in the audience, and countless people couldn’t help standing up.

Was he killed?!

Although they knew that the super power of the Li family descendant was self-healing, the limitations of self-healing ability was also apparent. It wasn’t clear if he could survive under such an injury.

The audience was furious and shocked. Although the Li family descendant didn’t have a good reputation and had many enemies, he was after all a Chinese demon descendant. By dying in the hands of a Japanese swordsman, he would become an international laughing stock.

The members of each major family saw this scene and had conflicted emotions. They wished for Li Xianyu to die early, but if he were to die, the position of the Great Deities Palace would be gone. They may also have to face the wrath of the Unparalleled War Spirit.

“You lost, you’re a good opponent to have come so far.” Miyamoto Hideki smiled coldly, “But the weak is not qualified to stand in the ring, go down.”

He kicked Li Xinayu off the ring with one foot to his chest.

Like how the lens suddenly flipped, the blue sky, the audience, and the scores of people flashed quickly across his field of vision.

The picture was focused, as unfamiliar faces were reflected into his eyes one by one. Some faces were angry and shocked, some faces were anxious, some mixed with subtle joy and some were sorrowful.

They flashed one by one and finally became Miyamoto Hideki’s disdainful sneer.

There was a sudden surge of unspeakable fury in Li Xianyu’s heart. It did not represent any emotion but just instinctive anger, like a baby’s first cry.

“Hmm?” Miyamoto Hideki’s pupils shrank.

Li Xianyu fell back, his body level with the ring, but he stopped against gravity and did not fall. The dark arm elongated, like tentacles, and his ten fingers gripped hard into the hard cement and grasped tightly. Newton would probably jump out of the coffin out of rage and curse.

“Wow, he didn’t fall, it’s already like this and he didn’t fall?”

“What’s going on, with such a serious injury, he hasn’t given up?”

“Can a big shot explain, I don’t understand what’s going on anymore?”

The audience was shocked to see the scene.

Li Xianyu slowly stood straight up, and went back to the ring. The black and white in his eyes faded into a scarlet light.

Gusts of blood mist rose, as the wounds quickly healed. His skin was abnormally red, like a hot shrimp.

His blood boiled.

Miyamoto Hideki was shocked to see him, as an incredulous thought emerged. The audience of thousands of onlookers also reacted now. Their gaze and expressions were no different from Miyamoto Hideki.

Everyone was in utter disbelief.

In the audience, Great-Grandma who had been through many things and was always unfazed suddenly stood up, her eyes widened. She crushed the spicy bars in her hands.

“This is fake, right?!” Even Dan Chenzi, who was perpetually calm, muttered.