"Senior brother..."

Miyamoto Musashi, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. He stared at Matsumoto Ichirō and said seriously: "Senior Brother, I want to ask you to help me and use your hypnosis method to completely hypnify me into a person who only knows how to fight but does not know how to hurt."

Matsumoto Ichirō was surprised and shook his head: "I can't do this."

"No, you can do it, now you can only help me."

Matsumoto Ichirō bit his lower lip slightly and sighed: "Junior brother, you have to know that this hypnosis has a major harm."

Miyamoto Musashi nodded.

"I naturally know that once I am hypnotized, unless someone untie it, I will always fall into a hypnosis state until I die."

Matsumoto Ichirō: "Since you know, my senior brother advises you not to hypnotize. Even if you lose to Wu Tian and escape from Japan, it is great, and there is always someone who can accommodate you."

Miyamoto Musashi shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "Senior Brother, I appreciate your kindness, but you should also know the character of the second prince. If I lose, will he let me leave Japan?

Even if I can leave Japan, where can I go?

When I went to the Song Dynasty, no one wanted me to die.

When I go to Daliao, Daliao is now aligned with Japan, and the Liao emperor will definitely not confront Japan just because of me.

Wherever I go, I just fall into the trap.”

Matsumoto Ichirō remained silent, but Miyamoto Musashi's analysis was not unreasonable.

"Since I can't go to these two countries, the last way I left me is to beat Wu Tian.

Only by winning him can I survive and the Sword Hall can exist!"

Miyamoto Musashi took Matsumoto Ichirō's hand, "Senior brother, please help me, this is my last request."

Matsumoto Ichirō gritted his teeth slightly, pondered for a while, and finally nodded.

"Okay, senior brother, help you."

Miyamoto Musashi smiled only then.

...

In the Wako Palace, Ichiro Okamura and Ichima Yamamoto discuss things.

"Defense Minister, do you think Miyamoto Musashi can really beat Wu Tian?"

In the face of Ichiro Okamura's question, Yamamoto Ichima remained silent.

His silence told Ichiro Okamura indirectly, and he was not absolutely sure that he dared to say that Miyamoto Musashi could beat Wu Tian.

Ichiro Okamura smiled bitterly.

"It seems that I'm really careless. You guys are putting me on the fire and grilling."

Yamamoto Ichima knelt down quickly and kowtowed to Ichiro Okamura.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, this time I have been neglected. Please punish me. I am willing to commit suicide by separatism."

Ichiro Okamura waved his hand and shook his head repeatedly.

"Even if you commit suicide by separatism now, it will be useless. We will still find a way to ensure that Miyamoto Musashi will defeat Taketori."

Yamamoto Ichima pondered for a while, looked around, and there was no one else. He stepped forward and whispered: "I have a way, but it's a little bit not very bright..."

"If you have any solutions, just say, and you still care about the light now."

"yes."

Yamamoto Ichima nodded and continued, "I think we can ambush a large number of ninjas and archers around the Dragon Slaying Platform on the day of the competition.

If Miyamoto Musashi wins, there is still something to say.

If Wu Tian wins, we will order the ninjas and archers to rush forward.

At that time, Taketo and Miyamoto Musashi were fighting each other, and they must have been weak all over and they would definitely not be able to stop the attacks of ninjas and archers."
Chapter completed!