The three elders of the Southern Border Army wasted no words and charged straight at Miyamoto Musashi.
The eldest elder's hand held a long sword, while the second and third elders each wielded a large saber.
The saber was the standard issue of the Southern Border Army!
However, the sabers in the hands of the second and third elders were clearly different from those held by the Southern Border Army, evidently specially crafted!
"You dare belittle the Southern Border for having no one! Slash!"
The eldest elder roared and swung his long sword toward Miyamoto Musashi's head.
The second elder and the third elder also struck down with their sabers from different directions.
"Well done! With such strength, the eldest elder must have reached half-step War King, and the second and third elders are only one step away!"
"Hahaha! With the strength of the three elders combined, defeating Miyamoto Musashi should be no problem! We will surely emerge victorious in this battle!"