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Chapter 2 Going to an appointment

Everything that should be lost is lost, everything disappears.

What you want is always out of reach.

Although Ma Jingqian had gotten used to this kind of imbalance, when things really came to pass, his almost desperate eyes no longer had the disdain of his youth.

Nature uses all possible means to manipulate people. In order to find some balance for himself, the resentment in his heart gradually expanded.

Everything in the village seemed to be quiet, but at noon that day, something happened that Baiyi had been worried about for a long time but ignored for a while. Ma Jingqian disappeared.

The extremely frustrated Ma Jingqian still did not forget the troubles caused by these things after he walked out of the village alone and walked to the Octagonal Tower in Xicheng.

There are many things that will make people cry just thinking about them.

He stood under the Octagon for a long time, touching his chest.

Before loss comes, it is even more painful to be caught in the middle of what you desperately need.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Leave all the cruelty to me, Jinggan, Ma Jinggan, who are you?"

It was considered a prayer, and with this mood in mind, he arrived at the Wuyun Dojo as scheduled.

Quiet music comes from the shamisen, and the lattice doors and windows greet you with a sense of simplicity and solemnity.

"Who's coming?"

"Tell the owner that Ma Jingqian is here to challenge!"

Then, Ji Mianxiong pushed the door open with a long clog sound. When he saw Ma Jinggan, he smiled instantly, "Jinggan Jun, how long have you been waiting!"

Jing Gan didn't say a word, but held his fists and saluted from a distance.

"Jingganjun, please!"

"Yes, please!"

Entering the dojo is almost like a different world, everything here looks familiar yet strange at the same time.

In the meantime, Jimenxiong placed a plate of tea sets, picked out a few brushes and brushed the tea sets clean inside and out. Then he made a gesture slowly and calmly, and looked at it carefully, and then In the center of the hall is a large Chinese character "forbearance".

He suddenly thought that the language used by the Japanese did not seem to be similar to that of the Central Plains, and everything in the martial arts hall seemed to be in a distant past.

Despite the helplessness in his heart, the quiet environment was the most peaceful place for him.

I listened absentmindedly to Yuichiro Ghost Face's discussion of swordsmanship and strategies until it was almost dark.

The promised competition became a discussion, and before dark, Ma Jingqian said with a dazed expression: "Mr. Ghost Face Yuichiro, I would like to ask you a question."

After talking for so long, Gui Mianxiong had already seen that Ma Jingqian's mind was not on Taoism, and all the following, once Jingqian started trouble, Gui Mianxiong would capture the true thoughts of the Central Plains people.

Ji Mengxiong smiled politely and filled the tea cup to indicate that he could find out.

Jingqian looked around, picked up the two empty cups in front of him, held one in each hand and said: "Sir, I usually use the empty cup on my left hand, and at this time, there is a full cup on my right hand. If I change it to you, sir." What will you choose?"

One afternoon, Kimen Yuu tried to find out where Keiki came from. Before nightfall, Keiki raised such a strange question, which surprised Kimen Yuichiro.

He frowned and looked left and right, then decided in one breath: "If you need water, get a full cup. If you need to get used to it, get an empty cup. I wonder if Mr. Jingqian is satisfied with this answer?"

Looking back at Ma Jingqian, it seems that he is not interested in the decision made by Guimianxiong. In short, he came here today because he had agreed to compete in advance, and at that time, his mood was completely out of the competition.

"Mr. Ghost Face, to tell you the truth, you really don't care about my three-legged cat's skills?"

"Haha, I'm joking. From the perspective of many years of practicing Iai swordsmanship, Keigan-kun, both the intelligence in his eyes and the forbearance in his heart, tell me with all his heart that your flexible Eastern skills are of great benefit to you. future!"

This was Yuichiro Kimen's test. He had already seen Ma Jingqian's extraordinary side from the beginning. Although there were some imperfections in his movements, in Kimen Xiong's eyes, he felt that this would become a way to carry forward Eastern martial arts. obstacles.

The mystery in Gui Mianxiong's words became more and more obvious. Ma Jingqian's silence made Gui Mianxiong a little afraid. What he was afraid of was that he was afraid that if he kept silent, his thoughts would already be figured out.

Among the jonin arts of the Iga sect, surprise attack and mind reading are beyond the scope of martial arts on a larger level, and this unique skill is still elusive to Kimen Xiong to this day.

He realized the power of Aido-ryu in the hands of Hattori Masaki, and has since become a true samurai. However, there are always pros and cons in everything, and the real essentials in a master's sect are cunning and mind-reading.

Qimou can read minds and divide people into different levels. However, because he lacks the ability and wisdom to understand the key, it has become the most urgent need and the least confident part of Yuichiro Kimen's body.

The fertile soil of the Central Plains is mysterious and mysterious.

Starting here, defeating Xie Zhengqing here may have reduced the fear in his heart by half.

The reason why he targeted Ma Jingqian that day was actually more because he had something he needed, something belonging to Bushido.

Today's words made Kimen Xiong very disappointed. Originally, what he wanted to see was how the seedlings cultivated by a high-level bushido leader in the Central Plains would grow. However, the answer was that the man in front of him seemed to be mentally vague.

This is probably also the charm of Ma Jingqian. In the past and today, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart. Sometimes he was contradictory and sometimes rational.

Ghost Faced Hero's aggressive psychology could no longer tolerate him asking so many irrelevant and obscure questions, so he asked directly: "It seems that you are not interested in fighting today?"

"Bi! How can I wander around now that I'm here!"

Suddenly, the disappointment in Ma Jingqian's eyes disappeared in an instant, he clasped his fists, took off his shoes, and walked into the fighting arena.

The psychological gap between one moment and another is hard to predict. Perhaps the innate mystery of most Central Plains people appears here.

Guimianxiong was a little confused about Ma Jingqian in front of him. He suddenly gave up all his previous thoughts and asked in his mind: "Ma Jingqian, is this person a lunatic or..."

At this time, Yuichiro Kimen can no longer be careless about the opponent in front of him. He is even more energetic than when he fought against Xie Zhengqing before.

In the martial arts arena, the two faced each other.

Keigan was dressed in a shabby linen cotton coat and a sheepskin jacket that looked particularly heavy, while Onishi Yuichiro wore a loose samurai uniform and showed off his offensive and defensive postures.

When masters fight each other, the winner is often determined by just one move, but the two of them remained in a stalemate for more than a quarter of an hour without moving at all.

It had been a long time since he had practiced the Eastern secret skills that Ma Jun had taught him. At this moment, he desperately wanted to recall every move.

Just after the door panel creaked, Ji Mianxiong took the lead in attacking. He raised his hand and curled his fingers, then lunged forward and struck at Jinggan's throat.

The power is so powerful that it would take ten and a half years to achieve this. Although the swift moves are straightforward, it is the unexpected speed that is the most deadly.

Naturally, Jingqian couldn't parry the blow. He subconsciously stepped back, thinking that it was in danger!

However, in this case, Ji Mianxiong has roughly guessed that Jinggan's origin is just a halfway monk.
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