460 One-Rider Strike and Eight Boats Leap_2

"You really are a worthy opponent!"

Minamoto no Yoshitsune gripped his swords even tighter, the edges crossed, the Golden Blade on top pressing down with a force that felt like a thousand pounds.

Kamiyagawa wasn't backing down either. The closely arranged scales on his Demon Cage Hand stood up with a loud rustle, stubbornly blocking Yoshitsune's Golden Blade without budging an inch.

"Hey, Kurō, you just wanna have a one-on-one with me, right?"

"Isn't battling a worthy rival one of life's greatest pleasures?"

Minamoto no Yoshitsune truly was rational.

He could actually hold a conversation.

After trading blows for a while, he became a lot more talkative.

Maybe this guy had just been sleeping on the other side of the MingHe for too long, got woken up all of a sudden, and now his hands were itching for a spar?