I'm In The Dome Fighting Arena, Integrating The Saitama Template!

As a top swordsman born in the Warring States Period, Miyamoto Musashi's attainments in swordsmanship are recognized all over the world.

However, while people are paying more and more attention to his identity as a swordsman, they will also gradually forget his identity as a military strategist.

In that era of swords and swords and wars and horses, he has reversed many wars by himself!

These feats are not something that can be done by force alone.

According to rumors.

When he was confronting his old enemy Sasaki Kojiro, he adopted some psychological tactics.

Deliberately being late delays the opponent's morale exhaustion, and then speaks to provoke him to lose his mind.

In the end, Sasaki Kojiro was severely injured by a slash before even using his famous stunt "Swallow Return".

Therefore, it is not so appropriate to describe Miyamoto Musashi only as a great swordsman.

Outside the gate of Shichuan Dojo, there are police cars standing at the gate.

Huge spotlights shot past continuously, illuminating the entire ashram.

Fifty fighters wearing bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets were either leaning behind the car door or deploying behind various obstacles.

The bullet was loaded and he held his breath.

In the quiet atmosphere, everyone was staring at the door, waiting for Miyamoto Musashi to show up, so as to annihilate him in one fell swoop.

Finally, after playing the ultimatum two or three times in a row...

"Crash!"

The manually pushed wooden door was suddenly opened, and everyone tightened their expressions, aiming their guns at the door.

However, there was nothing behind the door, and Miyamoto Musashi did not appear.

"Da da da da!"

Sudden footsteps sounded in the corridor, and the shadow of a short man was reflected on the window, which immediately aroused the vigilance of the combatants.

"shooting!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone immediately turned their guns.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

There was the sound of sharp bullets piercing through the air, and then the wooden baffles in the corridor were blasted to pieces.

The momentary silence in the air made the commander-in-chief of the combatants happy.

"Shot!? You guys, go over and have a look!"

After the order was issued, a team of ten people quickly approached the ruins with their waists bent and their guns raised.

However, when the distance is two or three steps, it becomes difficult!

"bass!"

The blade slid across the scabbard, as if the metal was screaming, and the quiet air was completely agitated at this moment.

A swift and icy cold light flashed by, and the heads of the nine combatants flew in the air!

Blood splattered everywhere, decapitated.

With just one knife, Miyamoto Musashi turned this place into a hell on earth!

There were clearly ten people, but Miyamoto Musashi only beheaded nine.

This doesn't mean that his saber is weak, and he doesn't have the ability to kill the tenth person.

Instead, he deliberately planted the foreshadowing to prepare for the follow-up battle!

Just as the rest of the combat crew was shocked by the death of a teammate.

A black shadow like a feline suddenly emerged from the ruins.

With a light step, he arrived in front of the last combat member.

"Young man, let me borrow your body!"

The cold moonlight fell down, reflecting Miyamoto Musashi's blood-soaked cheek like a beast.

The nine teammates who accompanied him day and night were all killed instantly, who can withstand such pressure!?

It's good enough not to be scared to pee!

Before the stunned and shocked expression disappeared, the combat member felt a chill in his abdomen, as if something cold and sharp had penetrated.

"Well..………"

Just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of rusty liquid poured out of his throat.

On the other hand, Miyamoto Musashi, after beheading nine enemies who were approaching, directly stabbed the last combat member in the abdomen with a short knife.

Grab the opponent's shoulder and stab hard

"Pfft!"

In an instant, the fighter who was stabbed in the stomach by him turned into a shield.

He was attacked by Miyamoto Musashi with a short knife towards the center of the large army.

"Shoot! Hurry up and shoot!?"

"Didn't you see it's coming?"

Until this time, the commander in charge of the arrest became flustered and quickly ordered everyone to shoot.

"Da da da da!"

The bullets seemed to be pouring out desperately, splashing flowers of flesh and blood on the teammates' bodies.

Because of the body armor, this person's body is tough enough to withstand most of the bullets.

But Miyamoto Musashi, who was hiding behind his back, was extremely cunning, and never showed even a single flaw.

Two or three seconds later, he used someone else's body to reach the middle of the crowd.

The blade cut across the air, and there were bursts of high-frequency chirping sounds like insects.

With a slight turn, a nearly perfect arc is drawn!

"Pfft!"

In an instant, the heads of the six nearest people flew into the air, and a bewitching flower of blood bloomed in the night!

This sword beheaded six people again!

You know, it has only been a minute or two since Miyamoto Musashi opened the door.

Killed sixteen people in one minute, and all of them were killed in one shot

What a concept!

I'm afraid it's using guns to kill people, and the efficiency is probably not as high as him!

Miyamoto Musashi is indeed second to none in the efficiency of this kind of killing in a single round.

However, these combatants transferred by the Metropolitan Police Department were also experienced in many battles. After a moment of astonishment, they quickly turned their guns and prepared to fight back.

The results of it?

Miyamoto Musashi was not in love with fighting after he slashed twice.

The whole person is like a slippery loach that got into the bottom of a nearby car.

"Um!?"

"Attention! Don't move forward easily! Form an encirclement and shoot from a long distance!"

After paying the price of sixteen lives, the chief who commanded the battle finally understood,

There is no room for carelessness when dealing with such a top swordsman who holds a murder weapon and has superb swordsmanship!

Immediately, he chose to keep the rest of the group at a distance, "wanting to use long-range fire suppression to shoot Miyamoto Musashi.

This moment.

Goki Shibukawa, Guo Haihuang, Kaoru Hanayama and others also came to the door one after another to watch the official strangling operation against Miyamoto Musashi.

But just as soon as they met each other, Miyamoto Musashi killed sixteen people in a row, which really surprised them.

Guo Haihuang stood in the middle of the crowd, pinching his chin with emotion.

"As expected of a famous swordsman in history, it's really not easy to kill so many people in such a short period of time.

Shibukawa Goki, Lie Haiwang and others also expressed their opinions one after another.

"Looks like an evil spirit, deadly with a knife, his swordsmanship has reached perfection!"

"It would be great if we could fight him."

Everyone's emotion and shock aroused the antipathy of Yi Zang in the headquarters.

Immediately, the old martial artist who was over sixty years old took a step forward and said in a fearful tone.

"That's why I said, this person is an existence that must not go!"

"Our modern martial art is no longer like the past. We don't have to decide between life and death before giving up!"

"If he is allowed to continue this nonsense, all of us will face annihilation!"

In the beginning, it was easy for the headquarters to cause conflicts when Zang said such things.

After all, since they stepped into the martial arts, they have clearly known the principle of life and death in Xiawu.

I am not as good as others, so I am beaten to death.

But seeing that Miyamoto Musashi has no bottom line at all, and that he would kill anyone, they still have objections.

Maybe the confrontation that has crossed the era shouldn't exist in reality?

During the discussion, Kaoru Hanayama, who had just fought with Miyamoto Musashi, suddenly turned his head.

He looked at Luo Zhu, who had been flirting with Wu Jialou all the time, without any pressure.

For a moment, this aloof and tough guy suddenly had a hint of curiosity.

Ever since this Luo Zhu came to the Neon Kingdom, his whole body has been in a relaxed state.

Eating hot pot and sleeping in the lounge, Bi Rang was also so careless.

Even when facing Miyamoto Musashi's sword, he never showed any emotional fluctuations.

It may be precisely because of the contrast between this loose attitude and strong strength that so many martial arts masters are attracted to gather around Luo Zhu.

But (cfej) why is he able to maintain this relaxed posture all the time?

Is there nothing in this world that can arouse Luo Zhu's fear?

As soon as similar problems appeared, Kaoru Huashan was troubled.

"Ahem!"

Coughing twice, he patted Luo Zhu's shoulder, and the tough guy who was not good at speaking asked directly.

"Luo Zhu, Longguo has always been a safe place, and scenes like this should not happen often.

"Aren't you intimidated by it?"

Hearing Hua Shanxun ask such a weird question for the first time, Luo Zhu didn't turn his head around for a while.

After a long pause, he scratched his head and said.

"Uh... Miyamoto Musashi's strength is not bad, so beheading these people casually should be right?"

"And why should I be afraid? To put it bluntly, this kind of picture is similar to a movie, right?"

Luo Zhu's frank confession made the rest of the people slightly astonished.

Is it because Luo Zhu knew about the brutality and strength of Miyamoto Musashi long ago, and had expected the result long ago?

What a keen insight...

You know, most of people's fear comes from unknown things.

Now that you know everything, you will no longer be afraid.

Just two or three sentences, let the heroes start to make up their own brains again.

In their minds, Luo Zhu's remarks are not overly confident, but through their own observation and experience, they already have a definite conclusion in their hearts.

After everyone nodded again and again, Shibukawa Goki suddenly outlined an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, he asked a more strange question.

"In that case, Mr. Luo Zhu, what do you think will happen if we face Miyamoto Musashi?"

Although this question sounds oblique, Luo Zhu also understands what Chuan Gangqi means.

I just want to hear my opinion of them.

Luo Zhu just shrugged his shoulders and said sincerely.

"It doesn't matter, if you really can't stand it anymore, I will naturally make a move."

After this sentence fell, the audience fell silent for an instant.

Everyone, without exception, cast surprised eyes.

He means, if they go head-to-head, aren't they both Miyamoto Musashi's opponents?

Although this makes everyone unhappy, it is also true from the current point of view.

As the saying goes, no matter how skilled you are, you will be afraid of kitchen knives.

Not to mention that Miyamoto Musashi is still the most knowledgeable person in history......

From a practical point of view, what Luo Zhu said is true.

It was the last sentence that made everyone aware of Luo Zhu's strong self-confidence.

Of course I'll do it...

It seems that Luo Zhu never regarded Miyamoto Musashi as an opponent from the beginning to the end.

Everyone was silent for a while, Shibukawa lowered his head slightly angrily, and murmured meaningfully.

"Will you make a move?"

"I'm really confident..."

"Da da da!"

Just as the topic of the onlookers was about to end, there was another burst of intense gunfire in the center of the battlefield not far away.

While they were talking, the remaining dozens of combat members had completely surrounded the vehicle where Miyamoto Musashi was hiding.

The overwhelming bullets shot out obliquely, punching many holes in the car almost instantly.

After the first round of salvo, the combatants retreated to guard and opened the distance again.

Just as the bomb was about to be reloaded, suddenly several shards of glass struck from mid-air.

"laugh!"

Suddenly, the sharp edge of the glass pierced the eyelids, and landed on the eyeballs of the three of them precisely.

The momentary loss of sight and pain made the three of them flustered, and they pulled the trigger in a panic, which also made a gap in the formation they formed.

At this moment, the voice of "commander" suddenly came.

"Take him to the back! Don't fight any more!"

Immediately, several nearby combat members took the initiative to step forward to help.

However, waiting for them are still several pieces of glass cut into sharp shapes!

"Chi Chi!"

The broken glass was so fast that it directly cut the necks of four people.

Until this time, the commander's voice sounded from another direction.

"I didn't give the order just now, it was Miyamoto Musashi who was confusing the public!"

"What a bunch of idiots, even if the voice is the same as mine, you still have to identify the direction!"

It has to be said that the on-the-spot commander's judgment is indeed good.

Almost instantly, he knew that the order just now came from Miyamoto Musashi.

When the rest of the members heard this, a burst of fear suddenly arose in their hearts, and the oppressive atmosphere almost made them breathless!

What kind of existence are they trying to kill!?

It doesn't matter if you can kill with a sword in close combat, but your body skills are so flexible!

So far, Naomoto Musashi has killed more than 2,000 people!

They didn't even get a glimpse of Miyamoto Musashi!

In addition, the "hidden weapon" of glass shards shot out from nowhere, and the opponent can change their voice and use the commander's voice to confuse their attack rhythm!

How can this be done by one person!?

Miyamoto Musashi! Terrible!

After being killed by ordinary people, Musashi Miyamoto's actions were no longer so cautious.

Before the second round of shooting came.

Miyamoto Musashi didn't know when he stood on the roof of the car.

Holding double knives, his face is like a ghost.

The blood bathed in his body all came from the enemy!

The bright moon hanging high in the sky behind him seemed to feel the bloodiness of this battlefield at this moment, and it quietly turned crimson...

"Reload! Shoot!"

"Miyamoto Musashi has appeared!"

In the panic, many people began to yell, and their emotions seemed to have reached their peak.

However, the speed at which Miyamoto Musashi swung his sword was obviously faster than the speed at which they loaded ammunition.

Just as everyone was about to continue shooting, his figure suddenly appeared in the crowd.

The double knives, one long and one short, kept slashing across the neck, taking away one life after another.

After a while, there was no longer a living thing in the open space in front of the Shichuan Dojo...