There was a vast expanse between heaven and earth.
The Tree of Imagination connected heaven and earth, the army was in front, and the Great Wall in the sky was mighty. For a moment, the entire world fell silent, like the dead silence before a storm.
"This formation is more luxurious than any of the previous ones!"
Musashi was in Ryuga's arms as he looked at the Anomaly Belt army formed by mechanical puppets and peerless generals. He could not help but sigh.
In terms of military strength, this China Anomaly Belt should be the most outstanding of all the Anomaly Belts they had encountered so far. It was the First Emperor's painstaking effort to unify the world, and it was also his response to the two of them.
"What do you plan to do?"
Musashi looked up at Ryuga, who was close to him. He did not fall into a state of infatuation, but asked seriously.
"Since it's a head-on confrontation, we can only not dodge. We can only force our way through."
Ryuga's eyes swept across the army on the plains, thinking about the First Emperor's trump card.
Such an army was indeed powerful enough. The fully automated soldiers and many powerful generals formed the best combination, and it would be successful in charging and breaking through enemy lines.
However, it was far from enough to deal with him. The First Emperor should not have placed his hopes on these soldiers and generals. He must have other plans.
Moreover, the Mechanical Holy Body lying in the sky above Xianyang had not moved until now, which made Ryuga a little concerned.
As the First Emperor's main body, the crystallization of the world's highest technology, it must have installed many epoch-making weapons used to attack cities. It was abnormal that such a powerful weapon was not used on the battlefield.
"Ryuga Jann, put me down!"
Musashi thought for a moment and said to Ryuga.
"This meeting is about to come to an end. Today should be the limit … Since that's the case, let me find a worthy opponent to bid farewell to!"
She had monopolized Ryuga for a long time these days, and there was no need to stick together when they parted. Compared to this, she should look forward to meeting again in the future.
At this moment of parting, she would use it to pursue her supreme swordsmanship.
"Has anyone chosen?" Ryuga asked her.
"Yes."
Musashi nodded firmly.
Then, she cast her eyes full of fighting spirit at the old man in the Chinese tunic suit at the edge of the battlefield.
The moment she met the old man in the Chinese tunic suit, Musashi could no longer suppress the desire to fight in her body. However, the two sides were in a friendly alliance, so it was not suitable for her to provoke him. Thus, she suppressed this desire.
There was no doubt that this old man was a martial arts expert.
Perhaps there were some among those generals who were not inferior to her, or even superior to her, but she had long recognized this opponent. If she did not exchange blows with him, her thoughts would not be clear.
"Alright then, go ahead."
Ryuga nodded, paused, and continued, "If I can't see you in the future, I will find a way to look for you."
"Yes, I'm very touched … but can't you say something nice?"
Musashi looked at Ryuga with hidden bitterness, and then, with a "smack" sound, she bit his face, and then broke free from Ryuga's arms and dived toward the ground.
Her long hair tied with a ribbon and red close-fitting long skirt fluttered with the whistling of the wind, making her look like a gorgeous flower of Tianyuan landing at the edge of the battlefield, next to the old man in the Chinese tunic suit.
"Miyamoto Musashi, come to ask for advice from your excellency!"
Musashi pulled out her two swords from her waist, her eyes extremely sharp.
"Oh? A swordsman? Seems like you are the real deal. "
The old man in the Chinese tunic suit looked her up and down, admiring her awe-inspiring swordsman's posture.
"Although I didn't want to fight, since you are a real swordsman, I can't not respond … this old man Li Shuwen, please enlighten me!"
"A master of Bajiquan?"
Musashi clenched the hilt of her sword with both hands, her eyes gradually became excited.
"My pleasure! But I don't have much time left, so I ask your excellency to decide the winner with one move! "
"I understand, I understand!"
The old man in the Chinese tunic suit raised his ordinary thin fist, and a strong fist aura erupted like a volcano.
"Namo, Tenman, Great Freedom God! This sword is my Karate, my life … Ishegna Great Celestial Phenomenon! "
"My Bajiquan doesn't need two strikes, one strike is enough!"
…
In the sky.
After sending Musashi to where the old man in the Chinese tunic suit was, Ryuga stopped paying attention to the battle between the two. Instead, she came to the front of the army and floated in mid-air.
Musashi had a ghost body, which was close to an immortal body, so there was no need to worry.
"Mystic Dragon, I leave this battle to you."
He said to the Mystic Dragon who had been waiting for a long time in his mind.
"It is the Mystic Dragon God of the End!"
The Mystic Dragon emphasized with dissatisfaction, and then its tone became high-spirited.
"Leave it to me! I also want to see what level I have reached now! "
In the soul realm.
The Mystic Dragon's soul rolled around excitedly, and then suddenly burst out, turning into a black flame dragon, and quickly occupied Ryuga's soul realm.
Ryuga only felt a pain in her head. Although she could use the EX-level [■ ■ ■] skill to stop it, she still took the initiative to step back and let the Mystic Dragon take control of her body.
At this moment — —
"Kaboom!"
Endless black flames expanded from Ryuga's body, like boiling magma, and roared in all directions.
"Clang — —!"
His amber pupils suddenly constricted, turning into dark golden vertical pupils, emanating a boundless ruthless aura.
"Sssssss — —!"
At the same time, the flesh on his back and shoulder blades were torn apart, and in the wriggling of his flesh, two slender black dragon wings extended.
The wriggling of his flesh quickly spread to his entire body, and sharp horns appeared on both sides of his forehead, and a snake-like dragon tail extended from his tailbone.
At the same time, the skin all over his body turned dark, and a large number of dragon scales appeared on the surface of his body. His elbows, knees, tail, and other well-defined bones were also full of sharp black spikes.
His entire body showed a metallic luster, and it looked so hard that it could not be broken by axes.
In just a breath, he turned into a slender Dragonman.
However, it was unknown whether it was due to his demonic charm, but even after turning into a Draconian, his appearance didn't change at all. Instead, there was a kind of flowing beauty to him. His body was in the golden ratio, and it was still mesmerizing.
"Phew … Although the magic output is limited by my body, the feeling of having unlimited magic power is awesome!"
"Ryuga" showed an unscrupulous smile on his face, and his dark golden vertical pupils were full of arrogance.
He moved his body, which was not quite used to it, and looked down at the mechanical army on the ground, licking his sharp five-fingered dragon claws.
"Okay, time for the slaughter!"
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