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Wang Tiezhu quickly returned under the ring, holding a long sword in his hand.

Before he could speak, Ye Ling, who stood proudly atop the stage, casually waved his hand.

The treasured sword sheathed in its scabbard flew out directly towards Ye Ling!

As the long sword was grasped, a chill instantly spread from the blade.

Ye Ling took a moment to appraise the treasured sword in his hand, then waved it a few times casually, and with an expression of admiration, he said, "It truly is a fine sword, worthy of accompanying the Old Southern Border King through a lifetime of battles!"

"Hahaha! I must also thank the Northern Liao King for making it possible for me to smoothly acquire this treasured sword!"

Miyamoto Musashi too said with a loud laugh.

His eyes, fixed upon the treasured sword in Ye Ling's hands, were filled with anticipation.

The very thought that such a sword would soon be in his possession, even a man of Musashi's temperament could hardly contain his excitement!

"Congratulations to Master Miyamoto on acquiring such a treasured sword!"

"With this act, if Master Miyamoto takes this sword of the Old Southern Border King back to Wo Country, it will surely cause a sensation throughout the nation!"

Below the stage, one of the men who had accompanied Miyamoto Musashi said.

Miyamoto Musashi looked at him with satisfaction and laughingly said, "Well said! After I return to my country, I will invite all the strong warriors of Wo Country to witness the splendor of this treasured sword!"

"No! I will also invite those old friends from other countries to appreciate this treasured sword of the Old Southern Border King, hahaha!"

His wild laughter echoed above the stage.

Down below, the soldiers of the Southern Border clenched their fists tightly, their eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent towards Miyamoto Musashi.

Had they not feared that acting now would completely ruin the reputation of the Southern Border Army, they would probably have already drawn the sabers at their waists and charged at Miyamoto Musashi!

Even if Miyamoto Musashi had stepped into the realm of a War King, against the tens of thousands of well-trained Southern Border soldiers, escape would be impossible!

"Northern Liao King, hand over the sword to me, and I will take my leave!"

The laughter in Miyamoto Musashi's voice slowly ceased as he spoke to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling glanced at him, smiling as he said, "There's no problem with giving you the sword, but I didn't care for your earlier remarks that my Dragon Nation lacked capable people."

"Our Dragon Nation's vast lands, how could someone from a tiny nation like Wo Country understand them?"

"In our Dragon Nation, there are countless great mountains and rivers; who dares to claim for certain that there are no extraordinary masters hidden within them?"

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Miyamoto Musashi's expression quickly darkened.

He was no fool. Obviously, he could tell that Ye Ling had no intention of simply handing over the treasured sword!

Miyamoto Musashi, with a gloomy face and eyes fixed on Ye Ling, said coldly, "What exactly does the Northern Liao King want to do? Don't tell me you intend to go back on your word?"

"Didn't the Northern Liao King just speak of a gentleman's word being as good as his bond? Are you now playing the role of a dishonorable person?"

Hearing this, Ye Ling also sneered, then said, "The sword was lost to you by the Southern Border Army, so naturally, it belongs to you!"

"However, you dared to insult my Dragon Nation, and as the Northern Liao King, I can't let you just swagger out of the Dragon Nation like this, can I? Where would that leave the dignity of our nation?"

With these words, Ye Ling actually threw the treasured sword directly at Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi, watching the treasured sword flying towards him, could only focus on the blade, no longer heeding Ye Ling's words.

The treasured sword, which had followed the Old Southern Border King through countless battles, was now firmly grasped in the hands of Miyamoto Musashi, causing all the Southern Border soldiers below to show pained expressions.

The Old Southern Border King, in the hearts of the Southern Border Army, was worlds apart from the current Southern Border King!

The Southern Border Army might disregard or even look down upon the current Southern Border King, but towards the Old Southern Border King, they held nothing but respect in their hearts!

With the precious sword in hand, Miyamoto Musashi's face lit up with an excited smile.

"With this sword, I can finally be considered the true number one Sword Dao master of Wo Country!"

"With such a Divine Weapon in hand, what fear do I have of the heroes of the world? Hahaha!"

Miyamoto Musashi swung the treasured sword in his hand, his expression full of excitement.

Today might have been the happiest he had laughed in quite some time, having not only trampled over the dignity of the Southern Border Army, but also obtained the long-coveted precious sword. Enjoy more content from empire

It was at that moment that Ye Ling's indifferent voice suddenly rang out, "Have you laughed enough?"

Miyamoto Musashi's laughter came to an abrupt halt, and then he stared at Ye Ling with intense eyes and said coldly, "Does the Northern Liao King mean to have another fight with me?"

"However, I've just fought a battle against warriors from the Southern Border, and it was three against one. If the Northern Liao King wishes to fight with me now, wouldn't it be a bit like taking advantage of someone's misfortune?"

Ye Ling couldn't help but sneer at these words.

Following that, the token symbolizing his identity as the Northern Liao King appeared in his hand.

The Northern Liao King's Order, shimmering with golden light, had two characters carved on it like dragons and phoenixes dancing: Northern Cool!

This palm-sized token was the symbol of Ye Ling's identity as the Northern Liao King, the Northern Cool King's Order!

Holding the Northern Cool King's Order was as if the Northern Liao King himself was present. To the million-strong Northern Liao Army, seeing the King's Order was like seeing the Northern Liao King himself!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"You should know what this is."

"With this item as my wager, how about we bet for your treasured sword in your hand, plus one of your arms?"

Ye Ling said with a cold laugh.

Miyamoto Musashi was startled, and his expression immediately darkened.

As the number one Sword Dao master of Wo Country, now further empowered with the treasured sword left by the Old Southern Border King, he was even more formidable.

How could Miyamoto Musashi swallow such provocation when challenged so by Ye Ling!

"A King's Order against my treasured sword in hand, and my arm as well!"

"Do you, the Northern Liao King, not think you're biting off more than you can chew?"

Miyamoto Musashi said, his expression sullen.

Yet Ye Ling just scoffed and replied, "This Northern Cool King's Order is the symbol of the Northern Liao King. With this Order, one could command the million-strong Northern Liao Army in the Northern Cool."

"So, you're saying my Northern Liao million-strong army isn't worth your treasured sword and your worthless arm?"

"Or is it that the so-called number one Sword Dao master of Wo Country doesn't dare to fight me?"

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Musashi's face grew even darker, and his eyes blazed with uncontrollable rage.

"Fine! I'll take your bet!"

"Should the Northern Liao King lose, I hope the Northern Liao King does not go back on his word!"

Miyamoto Musashi said through clenched teeth.

This time, stepping onto the land of the Dragon Country, he aimed not only to tread on the face of the Southern Border and Northern Liao, but also to take away the treasured sword in his hand, as well as Ye Ling's Northern Cool King's Order!

This time, he would proclaim to the whole world, that he was not only the number one Sword Dao master of Wo Country but also Wo Country's number one warrior!