Divine Might

Though it had worked, the results weren't exactly impressive. Takeda Shingen had only raised an eyebrow slightly, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes. Of course, he hadn't said so outright.

Instead, he changed the subject. "If that's all you wanted to say, then let's leave it at that. I'll have someone take care of Orochi. As for sending you in to fight that so-called Yamata no Orochi clone, there's no need."

Strictly speaking, Takeda Shingen hadn't seen many "strong fighters." If he had, he probably wouldn't be sitting here unharmed.

From one perspective, what Takeda Shingen had just done could be called a test. It was just that... Lin Yun had come up a little short.

Takeda Shingen hadn't sensed enough power from Lin Yun. Because of that, he couldn't help thinking that Lin Yun might just be a braggart. That talk about Yamata no Orochi's clone was probably just meant to make himself sound impressive.

After all, strictly speaking, he'd never encountered Orochi himself, so he had no idea how powerful Orochi was.

This wasn't a matter of being stupid or not. It was a matter of perspective—and of seeing for yourself.

So after seeing this, and adjusting the information he'd been given, he began to suspect that Lin Yun was a fraud.

And if Lin Yun was a fraud, then Takeda Shingen really did need to think things through.

If Orochi was truly powerful, then Lin Yun and the others would die there. They could simply leave, but whether they tried to break in or retreat, they'd suffer heavy losses. Clearly, there'd be nothing to gain and only losses to bear.

At most, they'd learn more about the strength of Orochi's army.

But if Orochi wasn't actually that strong, and Lin Yun had just