The dragon soul is heavy and heavy, but it is as sharp as clay. It is really not something that ordinary people can control.
The island country likes samurai swords, and they are not comfortable with swords like Dragon Soul.
Therefore, when the Oda family got this knife, they didn't use it much.
The purpose of bringing it back to China now is to humiliate the Fang family, and naturally it is also to use it as bait to seize the demon sword.
Oh, the demon sword has a more pleasant name, Feng Ming.
"Feng Ming is a sword, not a sword." After hearing what Oda Ichiro said, Fang Yiyi's first reaction was to correct his mistake.
Man Shu's eyelids twitched, Feng Ming?
Isn't the Fengming Sword in her hand?
"Oh, sword, but in our eyes, it is a demon sword. I like it very much. If Fang Sang loses, should we invite the Fengming Sword first?"
Fang sat together without moving.
Fengming should actually be hung in the lobby of the martial arts hall, just above the plaque.
No one knows except him.
But what he knew better was that the Fengming Sword on it was fake.
The real Fengming Sword was given away by the master a long time ago.
As for who he gave it to, Fang Yitong didn't know.
However, a few days ago, he heard that Fengming Sword was in the hands of a little girl.
He could only console himself that this Fengming Sword was not that Fengming Sword.
It doesn't matter whether he gives the fake Fengming Sword to Oda Ichiro or not.
If you want to exchange for your junior brother's relics and the plaque of the martial arts school, just take it off.
Now that martial arts schools are in decline and there are very few people practicing martial arts, it is time for children to go out and seek a serious career.
He is the one who insists on guarding the martial arts school and is stubborn and conservative.
But today Ichiro Oda was obviously well prepared.
Fang was worried that the fake Fengming Sword would be exposed by the opponent, and they would not be able to get the dragon soul.
I am even more worried that Ichiro Oda will take over the Jinghong Martial Arts School today and disrupt the peace of the Chinese martial arts community.
"If you want to ask for the Fengming Sword, you have to ask us if we can agree!"
Xiaolong pushed aside the onlookers and appeared in front of Oda Ichiro.
"When my master's subordinates were defeated, why didn't he come to China? Even if he wanted to pay homage, shouldn't he be the one who came in person?"
Xiaolong heard the whole story from his junior brother and knew that today's fight must be fought.
If we don't fight, the dragon soul won't be recovered, and Feng Ming will be taken away.
Moreover, Jinghong Martial Arts School will no longer have a way to survive.
This is something he absolutely doesn't want to see.
Oda Ichiro's face instantly turned gloomy: "Fang Sang, this monkey with no full hair can't be your apprentice, right?"
His eyes were sinister: "If the master loses, the apprentice can take revenge."
"However, even though I fought with your master, I will not bully you, a junior."
"Zawano, go ahead." Oda Ichiro glanced at his son standing behind him.
This is his most outstanding little son.
He has excellent talent in martial arts and has apprenticed under numerous teachers. He has gathered the best of hundreds of schools since he was young.
Not only did he learn the sword skills of the Oda family, but he also learned many other things. He even dabbled in Chinese martial arts.
Every time Oda Zeye challenges someone and the other person loses, he will be responsible for teaching him his own martial arts.
Therefore, in Oda Ichiro's view, this young man could not defeat his own son at all.
And today, he is determined to win the Fengming Sword!
"Yes, father!" Oda Zeye stood up. He also had bare arms, but he didn't look as strong and burly as Xiaolong.
Based on his size, this person's chances of winning are definitely not as good as Xiaolong's.
However, seeing that his aura was calm, Manshu was afraid that there was something else going on.
Without even thinking about it, Xiaolong asked his junior brother to get his knife.
But Fang Yiyi said at this moment: "Xiaolong, step back!"