On the way to the duel location, Zhang Dong felt unexpectedly calm.

He had thought before that before the duel, he might be nervous, excited, or full of thoughts.

But he never expected that he would be so calm.

It was twenty or thirty miles from the city to the barren mountains where the duel took place. Zhang Dong and Zeng Xiaochuan drove for half an hour to get there.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, the two saw four cars parked nearby, three Toyotas and a red BMW.

If Zhang Dong guessed correctly, two of the Toyota cars should belong to Yagyu Masamune and Yoshikawa Kaede.

As for the red BMW and the remaining Toyota cars, Zeng Xiaochuan next to them also gave the answer.

"This BMW belongs to Sakura Yamamoto! As for the Toyota with a foreign license plate, it's probably people from the Japanese Samurai Association who came to watch the battle." Zeng Xiaochuan said.

Zhang Dong grinned: "I didn't expect so many people to watch when they came. If I had known, I would have called Tiancheng over!"

In order to prevent everyone from worrying, Zhang Dong did not let them come to watch the duel.

Even the two girls Xiao Wanwan and Zhao Yueru were not allowed to come out by Zhang Dong.

Zeng Xiaochuan shook his head: "It's okay! As long as I'm here, even if the people from the Japanese Warriors Association want to cause trouble, I won't let them succeed!"

Zhang Dong believes in Zeng Xiaochuan's strength.

With a super strong man like him at the master level, even if the elders of the Japanese Warriors Association came, they would not dare to cause trouble!

After all, the Japanese Warriors Association/Association has suffered losses from Zeng Xiaochuan before!

Even the dead Masamoto Yagyu had great respect for Zeng Xiaochuan. What he respected was Zeng Xiaochuan's overwhelming strength!

Ten minutes later, Zhang Dong and Zeng Xiaochuan arrived at the top of the mountain. At this time, a conspicuous figure stood there on the top of the mountain, holding a samurai sword wrapped in a white cloth strip.

It’s Masamune Yagyu!

Masamune Yagyu put on a brand new navy blue samurai uniform today and stood there with his eyes closed, as if he was integrated with the world.

Not far away, Yamamoto Sakura, who had changed into casual clothes, sat aside, eating melon seeds leisurely.

Seeing Zhang Dong arriving, Sakura Yamamoto showed a sweet smile on her pretty face and waved hello to Zhang Dong.

Opposite Yamamoto Sakura, two old men also wearing red and white samurai uniforms and holding katana swords stood there. Next to them was Yoshikawa Kaede with a fawning look on her face.

When the two old men saw Zhang Dong and Zeng Xiaochuan, the old man wearing a red warrior uniform immediately showed an angry face and glared at Zeng Xiaochuan angrily.

Zhang Dong glanced at Zeng Xiaochuan in surprise, wondering if that old guy in the red samurai uniform had any grudge against Zeng Xiaochuan?

Zeng Xiaochuan noticed his doubts and explained with a smile.

"The guy in the red samurai uniform who was sent by the Japanese Samurai Association to deal with me was the guy in the red samurai uniform! Even though he is a lot older, his real age is only in his early fifties!"

Zhang Dong's pupils shrank: "What? Early fifties? But I think he looks like he is in his seventies! Wait... Is this the sequelae of using the Demon Sword? The user will age rapidly?"

"That's right! Otherwise, the demon sword Muramasa wouldn't be called the demon sword!" Zeng Xiaochuan said with a smile.

So, Zhang Dong turned his head and looked deeply at the old man in red warrior uniform.

Ancient warriors usually look younger than their actual age, but this old man is more than ten years older than his actual age, which is simply shocking!

"What's his name?" Zhang Dong asked Zeng Xiaochuan casually.

"Xiaoquan Chunlang." Zeng Xiaochuan replied with a strange expression.

Zhang Dong's expression was startled: "Little dog, stupid wolf? This name is quite unique! Is it from Erha?"

Although his voice was not loud, the people present were all ancient warriors, so this voice could not escape their ears.

"Pu Chi" was heard, but Yamamoto Sakura couldn't help but laugh.

Although she was also from the Japanese country, Sakura Yamamoto also found Koizumi Haruno's name quite funny.

Of course, the more important reason is that what Zhang Dong said was so funny.

He is both a dog and a wolf, but he is also a stupid wolf. Isn’t that what he is?

Koizumi Chunlang's face turned red, and her eyes looking at Zhang Dong were full of anger.

Originally, the person present who he hated the most was Zeng Xiaochuan, because Zeng Xiaochuan caused him to lose twenty years of his life and also lost his face.

But now, the person Koizumi Haruno hates the most has become Zhang Dong.

"Damn it! Maori-kun, don't stop me! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!" Koizumi Harunang shouted angrily.

The old man wearing a white samurai uniform next to him was still holding his arm: "Koizumi-kun, don't be impulsive! Today is a duel between Yagyu-kun and this person! We can't ruin Yagyu-kun's duel!"

Zeng Xiaochuan lowered his voice and said to Zhang Dong: "The man next to Koizumi Chunlang is also the elder of the Japanese Warriors Association. His name is Maori Ginsan. He is very strong and is at the late stage of the quasi-grandmaster realm. He is almost the same as you now.

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Zhang Dong glanced at Maori Ginsan in surprise. He didn't expect that this person was actually a strong man in the late quasi-grandmaster realm.

Koizumi Harunami is nothing to worry about, he is only in the middle stage of the quasi-grandmaster realm.

Not long after Koizumi Haruno broke through to the quasi-grandmaster realm, he heard about the enmity between Zeng Xiaochuan and the Japanese Warriors Association.

He volunteered and ran to find Zeng Xiaochuan with the Muramasa Demon Sword in hand, but he came back defeated and lost twenty years of his life.

In the past few years, Koizumi Chunlang has been practicing hard, but he has only reached the middle stage of the quasi-grandmaster realm, which is still far behind Zeng Xiaochuan.

Zhang Dong was thinking that if he and Masamune Yagyu fought, Maori and Xiao Quan would make a surprise attack.

At that time, with Zeng Xiaochuan's strength, he can completely suppress the two of them!

So in today’s duel, there is no need to worry about external interference!

All you have to do is go all out and fight Masamune Yagyu!

At this time, Yagyu Masamune suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a faint flash of light in his eyes.

"Zhang Dong! You are here!"

Zhang Dong nodded with a deep tone, just like the powerful Wutian Buddha in movies and TV series.

"I'm here, why don't you leave?"

Masamune Yagyu:???

Everyone:???

Seeing that the pretense failed, Zhang Dong couldn't help but cough twice.

"I mean, I'm here, and you still won't take action?"

Masamune Yagyu looked serious: "You haven't taken action yet, so why should I?"

"I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to the demon knife in your hand!" Zhang Dong said calmly.

Hearing this, Yagyu Masamune's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes looking at Zhang Dong were a little more unkind.

He was the one who had the decisive battle with Zhang Dong, but Zhang Dong was talking to the Demon Sword, clearly not taking him seriously.

Zeng Xiaochuan on the side smiled secretly in his heart, he had guessed Zhang Dong's plan.

Zhang Dong wanted to use words to stimulate Yagyu Masamune and make him become restless and chaotic.

Even if there are two people of similar strength, if one of them is upset, the loser will definitely be the upset one!
Chapter completed!