Shang Nan Zhuoran stood independently outside the pavilion, and the melodious three-stringed music sounded in his ears. In the gentle and strange emphasis, a sad voice sang: "The withered body that died for the king was born with bloody flowers in the grass. Thinking of the past.
The life that has passed away and the heart that has been exhausted for the king remain in the world. In the lonely and depressed world, the lonely warrior is peaceful under the sunset. Ah! Holy and proud death, you are the destination that the warrior's soul dreams about.
Shang Nan could not understand the content of the song, but he felt a sense of a strong man never returning in the wind and water. He looked solemn and stared ahead. In the dark night, a huge outline gradually became clear. It was not Saito Chi.
One, it is definitely not Nishigen Mogi.
The man came straight to Shang Nan. He had a bamboo hat on his head and a purple traditional warrior uniform. His tall figure was actually a head and a half taller than Brother Xiao Nan. He wore a mask with green faces and fangs on his face, and wore a sword on his waist.
The katana is much longer than usual.
"Hokkaido, Fuma Goro!"[
When Shang Nan was still wondering what kind of monster this gentleman was, this man actually spoke human language, which was the standard Mandarin of the Celestial Dynasty, and asked in a straight and clear tone: "Your Excellency, are you from China?"
Shang Nan nodded and said: "Exactly!" He asked in reply: "So Saito Chiichi will not come?"
Fuma Goro said: "I don't think you are here to find him, right?"
Shang Nan sighed: "I'm not here to find you either." After saying that, he clenched his hands into fists, and the Shinto master's fists were ready to go!
Behind the mask, Fuma Goro moved slightly and said: "Although the Fengma family has lived in Hokkaido for generations, the family inherits Chinese culture. Our ancestors were Chinese immigrants in the Yuan Dynasty."
Shang Nan asked: "Are you here to compete on behalf of Saito or are you here to tell me about your family history?"
Feng Mo Goro said: "What I want to tell you is that between China and Japan, the Feng Mo family has never had a so-called position. We are just a family that simply pursues the ultimate realm of martial arts. We are rooted in China and grew up in Japan. Today we come to ask for advice.
Just for the sake of competition!"
Shang Nan asked, moved, and punched Feng Mo Goro. Unexpectedly, Feng Mo Goro didn't move at all. The punch hit him in the face, but it was like a beating, with no impact. It turned out that Shang Nan was
The moment he punched, Fuma Goro knew that he could not resist, so he used the robe-undressing technique in ninjutsu to escape in advance. Only a set of outer clothes and a mask and hat were left, which Shang Nan smashed with one punch.
Shang Nan stood with his hands tied, listening to what was going on around him. The bluestone under his feet was quietly lifted up, and a voice came from the tree and said: "The ninjutsu of the Feng Demon family is not based on the nine-character mantra, but is derived from the four-character Fenglinhuoshan in Sun Tzu's Art of War."
, moves covertly, uses unscrupulous means, and lacks an upright samurai spirit, but this is the core technology of Fuuma family ninjutsu, so please don't laugh at me."
The voice on the tree vaguely belonged to Fuma Goro, and the bluestone slab under Shang Nan's feet was still moving slowly. Shang Nan seemed not to notice it at all. He stood there and said: "Ninjutsu is a killing technique, and kung fu is both a killing technique and a health method, but
There is no difference between the two at this time. You use your strongest means, and I also use my strongest fists, whether it is fair or not." As he said that, he suddenly took a step back and hit the moving piece.
There was a painful groan under the blue stone slab. Shang Nan's foot penetrated the stone slab with force, and he actually used his foot to create a force through the stone slab, trampling the attendant warrior hidden under the stone slab to death.
There was a burst of chaotic movement in the tree, but Shang Nan suddenly turned around and punched the air, making a bang! A man's whole body was black as night, and he was hit by this punch more than ten meters away. Shang Nan said: "I am inside and outside.
Transparent, body and mind are unified, your little tricks of attacking here and there won't work on me, show your true skills."
A sharp whistle sounded in the dark night, and a ball of fire suddenly lit up in front, and then turned into a white mist and floated towards Shang Nan. Someone on the tree dropped several hidden weapons in succession, and when they fell to the ground, a small explosion occurred.
After the explosion, clouds of white mist were also produced, which instantly enveloped Shang Nan.
In the forest beside the mountain, Xi Xuan Momu was hiding in a big tree, watching the situation intently. Shang Nan's youth and prowess shocked him, and he quietly signaled to the sniper hiding in the dark to cooperate with Feng Mo
Goro took action.
A voice came from under the tree and said: "Your snipers had better not act rashly, otherwise I guarantee that none of them will survive."
Nishigen Mogi's body froze, and he slid down from the tree like a spirit snake ghost. He bent down and had a short knife in his hand. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he suddenly turned around and stabbed behind him fiercely.
This knife is harder than the fangs of a poisonous snake, and faster than lightning! Nishiguan Mogi is fine if he doesn't take action, but once he takes action, the lion will fight the rabbit with all his strength!
With a swish sound, the speaker actually jumped onto the big tree. He smiled softly and said: "I have seen someone use this 'Returning Wind Stab' move. That person is known as the number one martial artist in Japan. Compared with this sword of yours, his
His movements were as slow as a snail."
Nishigen Mogi silently stepped back a few steps, turned around and left without saying a word. The man on the tree sighed softly, "Old devil, do you think you have a chance to leave?" When the sound came, people were already scurrying around.
Run to the front of Xixuan.
Xixuan looked up at this man. He was young, handsome, and restrained. His appearance could not be seen. Xixuan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. This man could escape his eyes, ears, and perception.
, and quietly approached the tree where he was hiding. What kind of state should a person be able to do this? The old devil was silent for a moment and then said: "Maybe I have been hiding for too long, and I don't know that after Kong Wenlong left, China has returned to China.
There are two more young Shinto masters. May I ask your surname?" [
Of course this person is Li Huqiu! Xixuan used Feng Mo Wulang to test Shang Nan, and Huqiu used Brother Xiaonan as bait to catch Xixuan.
"Li Huqiu is an idle man in the land of China."
Xixuan sighed with emotion: "After all, there are two thousand years of national martial arts heritage. Talents emerge in endlessly. I endured it for seventy years until Kong Wenlong passed away."
Li Huqiu interrupted him, "Kong Wenlong is not dead. After the decisive battle with Nie Xiaolin, he no longer cares about the world and left to find the way to heaven."
Xixuan's eyes widened, "So Nie Xiaolin was defeated?"
Li Huqiu shook his head, "Who can destroy fame and fortune? Taixu Renyou, the two of them left together."
Xixuan raised his head and said: "Oh, it turns out they didn't decide the winner. You must have witnessed that decisive battle with your own eyes."
Li Huqiu said: "It's a pity that in the end, my Taoist heart was lost, I forgot myself, and missed the final part of the decisive battle."
Xi Xuan was surprised: "Aren't you in the Shinto realm?"
Li Huqiu sighed: "Could it be that you still can't see that my talent is average?"
Xixuan's rickety body straightened up in an instant, and his prepared state became much more relaxed. He said, "That's true. It turns out that you are just a master of light-weight kung fu." He took a step forward and asked, "Since you are lucky enough to see it,
You should have some insights from that decisive battle. Can you recount the situation at that time? Young man, you don’t have to try to take action. The gap between the Shinto realm and ordinary masters cannot be bridged by any technique."
Li Huqiu smiled slightly, "This is a trap. While you are fishing for Shang Nan, I am also fishing for you. You dare to catch Shang Nan because you think you know something about his strength, but I dare to catch you.
Because I know everything about you, but you know nothing about me."
Nishigen Mogi's face darkened, "Young man, don't insult my old man's wisdom. Your childish psychological warfare has no effect on me. This method has been used in Japanese ninjutsu for hundreds of years."
There are five ninjutsu techniques, which are words that can attack the opponent's psychology during a conversation with the opponent. Among them: the joyful vehicle technique, which incites and confuses the opponent to find opportunities; the angry vehicle technique, which angers the opponent and makes the opponent
Lose your cool; the art of lamenting the car, arouse the sympathy of the opponent; the art of joyful car, make the opponent envy you and lose the will to fight, thus drawing the opponent to your side; the art of fearing the car, using superstition and other means to make the opponent fear, thus
Losing the will to fight; the old devil reached the state of perfection in his twenties, and has been immersed in this Tao for nearly a hundred years. How can his Taoist heart be so strong that he can be deceived by just a few words?
Fortunately, Li Huqiu did not intend to use the five-car technique. He was just stating the facts.
Having said all that, now it’s time to take action.
Shang Nan was trapped in clouds of white mist. The white mist was mixed with nettle sap. If it enters the human body through breathing, it will cause a severe allergic reaction. If it gets in the eyes, it may even cause blindness. Shang Nan is not afraid, and closes his eyes.
Hold your breath and eyes, clench your hands into fists and listen carefully to what's going on around you.
There was the sound of sword dancing everywhere, and at the same time, a knife was approaching Shang Nan. When it was less than three inches away, the person holding the knife suddenly stabbed hard! The knife was already certain, and the person holding the knife was ecstatic. Just then
When he thought he had succeeded in killing the god, he was shocked to find that the Chinese people in front of him suddenly disappeared. There was no piercing sensation from the knife, but when he was looking for Shang Nan, he saw his own butt. Then he felt the pain on his cheek and
The severe pain came from his neck. He didn't know until his death that at that moment, Shang Nan smashed his knife with a punch, and then hit his head in a circle without any obstruction.
A voice rang out in the white mist, shouting in Japanese: "Hit with a concealed weapon." Before he finished speaking, the voice stopped abruptly. At the source of the voice, a person's throat and cervical spine were crushed by Shang Nan.
The sound of popping is endless!
It turned out that the two remaining ninja attendants threw poisoned shurikens and ninja darts with all their strength. Shang Nan used his hands to block them. The hidden weapons all hit the dead people.
There was a gunshot in the distance. Shang Nan didn't see anything but relied on his senses to move forward. While avoiding the sniper, he used the dead man in his hand as a hidden weapon and hit another ninja attendant.[
That gunshot seemed to be an introduction, and soon the second and third gunshots were heard continuously, and eighteen shots were fired in succession. During this process, Shang Nan moved like a horse and dodged twice until the eighteen shots were fired.
Finish.
Fuma Goro's angry voice sounded: "Who is it? Who is shooting? This is a samurai battle, why are snipers arranged?"
Shang Nan said: "You never need an honest competition. Can I understand that you are acting?"
Fuma Goro: "Don't get me wrong, sir. I told you that I will only use all the techniques in ninjutsu to fight you. These snipers were not arranged by me."
Shang Nan said calmly: "Is there any difference?"
There was a faint smell floating in the air. Holding one's breath did not mean closing off the sense of smell. The smell penetrated into the nostrils. Shang Nan smelled it, but couldn't remember what it was. At this time, he heard the last remaining ninja attendant quietly exiting
In the white mist area, Feng Mo Goro's voice was still erratic. When the light of the fire sickle lit up, Shang Nan was still standing in the white mist. At this moment, the white mist had turned into a fire trap. It burned in an instant and made a loud bang.
There was a loud noise.
When the fire light dissipated, the place was empty!
ps: I need to go out for a few days due to work needs. I will resume updating from today. There will be another chapter before 9pm.