When Feng Bujue came to the martial arts meeting, a battle happened to be over on the ring, but he heard the bronze lion statue next to the ring preaching in a tone like a beast's roar...
"The winner is Yagyu Kenkage. The loser is Sanada Yukimura."
This was a competition that ended in surrender. Sanada was unable to attack for a long time and knew that his strength was not as good as Yagyu's, so he chose to give up.
"Senior Yagyu's cultivation is outstanding, Sanada admires him." After the result was announced, Sanada stepped forward and bowed to Yagyu.
"Well..." Yagyu Kenkage closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and slowly turned around, "I agree, Sanada-kun." When he walked off the stage, he did not forget to give the other party a step down.
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But... To be honest, Yagyu was just being polite... All the strong players present could see that Sanada's strength could not be compared with Yagyu. Although Sanada was very brave in dancing the flaming spear, his level was still low.
Staying at the level of holding a weapon and having tangible moves. Compared with the "Sword Master"'s state where the moves come from the heart, are not stuck in the form, and thousands of swords return to the clan...
"The next show..." After the two people walked off the martial arts stage, the announcer statue continued to read, "By... Kurogane Jinsuke, versus... Ukyo Tachibana."
As soon as the words fell, two figures walked out from the crowd...
The first person to step into the ring was wearing a light-colored kendo kimono, a black cloak, and a samurai sword at his waist.
He is tall, has a stern face, and has long blond hair that hangs down to the back of his neck; he exudes the demeanor of a tyrant in every move he makes, and just one look is enough to suffocate his opponents.
He is Kurogane Jinsuke, who is like an invincible King Kong. In his universe, he is the strongest swordsman with the reputation of "thousand-man slayer", even when he is suffering from an incurable disease and his life is not long.
.He has never been defeated.
And the person who slowly walked onto the ring after that... was wearing a white kimono, blue pleated trousers (similar to a long skirt, a style of Hanfu, introduced to Japan during the Wei and Jin Dynasties), and also wore a waistband.
Samurai sword.
He is thin and handsome, with long blue hair hanging around his shoulders. His expression is gentle and peaceful, but also reveals a temperament that is repellent to others thousands of miles away...
He is Tachibana Ukyo, like a rose carved from ice. In his universe, he is a frail and talented swordsman. Even though he is suffering from lung disease, his end is approaching. He still walks alone with his sword, looking for the love of his life, to pick the growth.
The ultimate flower deep in the devil world.
"Let me choke you..." Looking at the two people who walked onto the martial arts stage one after another, Feng Bujue, who was standing in the audience, couldn't help complaining, "I actually put these two old and sick ghosts together... now there is a good show.
Watched it."
Brother Jue is naturally not the only one who is interested in this "drama"... At this moment, the Sword Master's Twelve Hatreds, Feng Zhihen, Yagyu Sword Shadow, etc., all the swordsmen present have felt the excitement on the stage.
The sword intent in the two of them.
It can be said that a silent, invisible battle... has already begun.
"Like Rain." At this time, among the spectators, a person who always liked to remain silent... spoke up, "What do you think of this battle?"
The person who asked this question was Feng Zhihen, and his tone was like a teacher testing a student.
"Winning or losing can only be won by three moves. Life or death can only be achieved by one breath." Ruoyu responded to the other party's question almost without thinking.
"Hmm..." Feng Zhihen groaned after hearing the words.
The expression on his face didn't change much, and he didn't make any comment on Ruo Yu's words. But Ruo Yu could feel... "Teacher Feng" was very satisfied with this answer.
Just as they were talking, the two people on the martial arts stage were gradually approaching their opponents. When they reached a very subtle distance, they both stopped at the same time.
"Muho-ryu, Kurogane Jinsuke." Kurogane Jinsuke stood tall and looked at Tachibana Ukyo, who was slightly shorter than himself.
"The God's Dream Ittoku Style, Ukyo Tachibana." Ukyo Tachibana met his opponent's powerful eyes with a calm expression and replied calmly.
After the two announced their homes, they fell into silence again.
"He was not affected by my aura at all, he was as calm as water, that scary guy..." A few seconds later, Kurogane Jinsuke said this in his heart.
"My whole body is impeccable, just like a sword demon... As a swordsman, I am lucky to be able to fight with such a person." Tachibana Ukyo also gave his opponent a very high evaluation in his heart.
Snap—pop—
The two men's hands grasped the hilt of the sword almost at the same moment.
"I, died once." Before taking action, Kurogane Jinsuke broke the silence.
"I, too, died once." Ukyo Tachibana continued.
"I did not die by the sword."
"I did not die by the sword."
"sad."
"Sigh."
"In this different space, I get a second chance."
"This time and space has given me a second life."
"I want to defeat Toro Chi, use my sword... to develop the unparalleled way, and dominate the world."
"I want to defeat Torochi, correct time and space, and return to my beloved."
"Those who oppose me...will perish."
"Anyone who stands in my way...will die."
Their words are finished here.
From this second, they are no longer "people", but the embodiment of swords.
The chant of the sword is their language; the sword technique is their wisdom; the sword intention is their will.
Chiying——
The overlapping sounds of blades being drawn out of their sheaths announced the start of the battle.
Tachibana Ukyo is a master of Iai (a technique of drawing a sword to kill an enemy in an instant). The moment he draws his sword, he can execute his ultimate move.
But as soon as he saw his body move, a move [Remnant Light of Dream] was instantly executed.
On the other side... After Kurogane Jinsuke drew his sword, he remained motionless. The swordsman "unparalleled in the world" looked stern when faced with the miraculous Iaijutsu in front of him!
[Remove Force], [Tiger Penetration], two moves in one moment, the second one comes first.
Ping——
The two swords cut each other, the wind and sand flew, and the two shadows met each other, and the blood mist rose.
Victory or defeat, life or death, lies in these three moves, in one breath...the result is achieved.
After a while, the breeze blew and the murderous aura dissipated.
Blood gushed out from Tachibana Ukyo's left lung, because there was an extra hole there.
Black Iron Jinsuke's chest also spurted blood, because there was already a slash mark there.
The two swordsmen fell down at the same time.
"The martial arts performance is over." The voice of the bronze lion statue sounded, "The loser is Kurogane Jinsuke and Tachibana Ukyo."
In the past few days, not many people have fought in the ring until both sides were injured, or even died together, but there are still some...
It's a pity... There is no such thing as a "tie" in this fighting match. If both lose consciousness at the end of the fight, both will be declared a loser.
"The next game..." This time, before the two people left the ring, the statue directly announced, "The mad dragon laughs at... and is crazy about..." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature,
