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Emiya believed that his psychic shield was very strong and could withstand the impact of over a hundred tons.
Even a rocket launcher might not be able to break through his defense.
However, his proud defense was like paper in front of Luo Cuilian's authority; it was destroyed in a single move.
If he hadn't run away quickly, he would be dead by now.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. God-Slayers and gods were both monsters.
Emiya decided that in the future, he would stay away from such people. He couldn't afford to provoke them.
Hayato burst into laughter. "So that's it. Your arrival at Ryozanpaku was just a coincidence. Well, no problem then. By the way, we don't know your name yet, young man."
"My name is Emiya."
"Emiya?" Ma Kensei said. "Are you from our homeland, too?"
Emiya nodded.
Ma Kensei asked, "Has young man Emiya been to our
world before?"
"This is my first time."
"That's strange. If this is your first time, how did you know this is Ryozanpaku?"
"It has to do with my superpower." Emiya found the explanation too troublesome, so he just attributed it to his superpower.
"Every time I enter a new world, I receive basic information about it. I not only know about Ryozanpaku but also about the Yami."
The masters' expressions changed instantly, but they quickly calmed down. Hayato asked with a smile, "What do you plan to do next, young man Emiya? Do you want to stay at Ryozanpaku for a few days?"
Emiya shook his head. "This world isn't much different
from the one I used to live in. Although there are you martial arts masters, it's still just an ordinary world. I plan to go and see more interesting worlds."
Kenichi: The Mightiest Disciple was a manga that focused on martial arts.
While the plot was thrilling and the fight scenes were exhilarating, it was still a modern world. It wasn't as magnificent and mysterious as other worlds, and it didn't have superpowers or magic.
Well, it might be inaccurate to say it didn't have supernatural powers. In reality, there was a little bit of supernatural power in this world.
For example, the martial artists and fighters in this world could use something called "Ki."
The problem was that the "Ki" in this world was too
basic.
Besides boosting one's fighting power, it couldn't prolong life, move mountains, or grant immortality.
It was far inferior to things like magic, spiritual power, or Haki. So, in Emiya's opinion, the "Ki" in this world couldn't be called a supernatural power.
Compared to the "Ki" in the world of Dragon Ball, it was a world of difference.
Furthermore, the scenery and food in this world were just average, so Emiya had no intention of staying.
"By the way, I'll leave these things for you as a token of my gratitude for letting me recuperate in your dojo," Emiya said, pointing to the pyramid of golden bricks and the pile of diamonds he had created earlier.
Hayato shook his head.
"We don't care about money. If you want to repay us, why don't you take me to meet that Luo Cuilian?"
"Elder? How can you do that?" Ma Kensei exclaimed in surprise. The others had similar thoughts.
Emiya asked curiously, "You want to meet Luo Cuilian? Why?"
"It's probably out of a martial artist's curiosity," Hayato said earnestly.
"I want to see with my own eyes how terrifying a demon sect leader from another world who stands at the peak of martial arts and has killed a god truly is."
Emiya immediately understood. "I understand your thoughts, but no. I refuse."
"Why?"
"Because you'll be beaten to death," Emiya said just as earnestly.
The Campione storyline didn't explain whether Luo Cuilian killed the god with her martial arts or by luck.
However, Emiya guessed it was the latter. After all, countless people had practiced martial arts since ancient times, but no one had ever been able to kill a god with their own strength.
The gap between humans and gods was simply too big. If it wasn't for luck, how could an ordinary person kill a god?
But this didn't mean that Luo Cuilian was weak.
In fact, how could someone who stood at the peak of martial arts be weak, especially in a world with supernatural powers?
Luo Cuilian was not only a martial artist but also a spellcaster.
So, there was only one outcome for Hayato meeting Luo Cuilian: he would be beaten to death, and it would be a complete annihilation.
"I know what you're thinking, but it's not a rational idea to challenge Luo Cuilian right now. You are strong, but unfortunately, Luo Cuilian is stronger. You two are not on the same level at all. In Luo Cuilian's world, there are gods and supernatural powers.
In your world, although there's "Ki," there's no strong supernatural power. Just based on that, you've already lost. Luo Cuilian once killed two of the Buddhist deities, the Vajra Kings, Milijia Vajra and Naraya?a Vajra, and usurped their authorities.
She has the power of a Vajra Warrior, which grants her unparalleled strength. This power can be used for both offense and defense.
For offense, it can transform into a giant hand that can easily destroy cities and fortresses.
For defense, it can form an armor around her body. Not to mention missiles, even nuclear bombs might not be able to break through it.
And that's just one of her authorities. Luo Cuilian has
several such powerful authorities.
In that world, God-Slayers are demon kings who terrorize the land, and they are monsters who fight against the gods.
Even the combined power of an entire country can't defeat a single God-Slayer. A person like you wouldn't last more than three moves against Luo Cuilian.
Even if she doesn't use her authorities and only uses her martial arts, you would have a hard time lasting a hundred moves against her."
Emiya's words left the masters stunned and dumbfounded.
They knew that a God-Slayer must be very powerful, but they didn't expect them to be powerful to this extent. To
fight against an entire country by oneself?
That was too exaggerated.
After listening to Emiya's account, Hayato said with a
wry smile, "Alright, I was too arrogant."
Emiya thought for a moment and said, "If you really want to challenge Luo Cuilian, you should train in other worlds first. I can send you to a world where there are gods. The gods will grant humans blessings, and humans can become stronger by training themselves and defeating monsters. But in exchange, you must worship this god."
Hayato shook his head. "The reason why we martial artists have reached this point is that we don't believe in gods or ghosts. We only believe in our own fists. If we were to worship a god, our pure martial artist's heart would cease to exist. Young man Emiya, I appreciate your kindness, but I have to decline."
The other masters nodded, with the same smile on their faces. They were confident yet rebellious.
Emiya's original plan to leave was changed.
He wanted to know how far this group of rebellious masters, who didn't believe in gods or ghosts, could go if
they obtained supernatural power.
After all, they had reached the pinnacle of this world through their own efforts.
If they were to go to another world, could they become even stronger?
Strong enough to be on par with Luo Cuilian and other God-Slayers?
"Hmm, let's make a deal, everyone at Ryozanpaku," Emiya said, creating a chair and sitting down.
He looked at everyone with a smile in his eyes. The masters looked at each other, and finally, Hayato spoke up.
"What kind of deal do you want to make with us, young man Emiya?"
Emiya said with a smile, "I can travel between worlds, so I can provide you with a world where you can master a true supernatural power. It will be a piece of cake for you to regain your youth and stay young forever."
Hayato said, "Oh, your offer is very generous, young man Emiya. What do we have to give in return?"
"If I were to ask you to submit to me... I'm sure you wouldn't agree, right?"
Hayato burst into laughter. "Hahaha, you're very perceptive, young man Emiya. Although your offer is generous, if you want us to pledge allegiance to someone
with an unknown background, please allow us to refuse."
Emiya said, "I thought so. So, let's make a deal. I'll give you the opportunity to become stronger, and each of you must agree to do three things for me every year.
Remember, it's three things per person, per year."
Ma Kensei said with a half-smile, "You should know what the motto of Ryozanpaku is, young man Emiya."
"Of course I know. Ryozanpaku practices katsujinken (life-saving fist), which is different from the satsujinken (killing fist) of the Yami. So rest assured, the things I ask you to do will definitely not involve killing," Emiya said calmly. "After all, I'm not a hero of justice, but I'm not a bad person, either."
Akisame Koetsuji stroked his chin, his eyes twinkling.
"Hmm, if it doesn't involve killing, agreeing to do three things a year is a very generous offer. But I have a question."
"Please ask."
"If you don't use the three things in a year, will they be carried over to the next year?"
"Of course. If I don't ask you to do three things this year, those three things will naturally be carried over to the next year, and so on," Emiya said.
"No killing?"
"No killing."
"And not things like kidnapping or arson, which are
crimes, right?"
"No," Emiya shook his head. "If I ask you to do something that involves a crime, you can refuse completely."
Shio Sakaki's heart was moved, but he knew that Hayato was the one in charge here. He turned his head and looked at him. "Elder, what do you think?"
Hayato pondered for a moment. "We need to discuss this."
"Okay," Emiya said. He hadn't expected them to agree right away. It wasn't realistic. They had to be cautious about something like this.
The masters gathered to the side to discuss the matter, leaving Emiya sitting alone with only Miu accompanying him, so he wouldn't be left out. Miu looked at Emiya with curiosity, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.
Emiya, on the other hand, didn't hesitate to ask. "Miss Furinji, there's actually something I can't figure out."
Miu asked, "What is it?"
"Is that your breakfast?" Emiya asked, pointing at a small table with a few bowls of miso soup, some rice, and a few pitifully small side dishes.
Miu's face turned red, feeling a bit embarrassed. "You must be laughing at us. That's our breakfast."
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