The Japanese ronin pulled out a three-foot-long samurai sword, flashing with dazzling cold light, and his eyes stared at the sword in the hand of the young master like a sinister. This time he had already determined to die, so he must have been this.
The second opponent is China's number one swordsman, and is definitely not comparable to other ordinary opponents!
The young master Pianpian has practiced sword skills before, but his level is not much higher than that of those who are on the street. If you deal with one or two little thieves, it is really no problem. However, if you deal with a real Japanese warrior, then the problem is
It's big.
The young master saw that the Japanese ronin had pulled out the samurai sword, which was only three feet long. After realizing this, he glanced at his long sword again, which was five feet long no matter how hard he looked. At this time, he remembered.
A saying that the teacher of the Lewu School often says: Weapons are one inch long and one inch strong!
Thinking of this, his confidence was three more. But soon he began to secretly scold Lin Yu in his heart, why should he use a short weapon like a sword? If he uses a weapon like a red tassel spear, then
Wouldn't it be even more powerful?
After the Japanese ronin pulled out his samurai sword, he shouted in a stiff Chinese voice: "Lin Yu, pull out your Qingfeng Sword, let me see how powerful your peerless magic weapon in the Central Plains is?
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When the young master heard this, he was stunned and plucked up his courage and shouted loudly: "Then you are optimistic!"
Wow... Wow...
The young master just pulled out his sword, and there was a burst of screams around him, and even Lin Yu was shocked there.
In fact, it is no wonder that there was such a big reaction. This sword is so dazzling. It is inlaid with dozens of gems of different sizes, which look shining under the sunlight.
Whether you are a martial arts practitioner or a blacksmith, you all understand one truth in your mind, that is, the more gorgeous the weapon is, the less durable it is, and it is purely a decoration.
Even the three-year-old children in the martial arts hall who have just practiced martial arts know, can this world's number one swordsman not know?
Although everyone was full of doubts, none of them had seen the real Qingfeng Sword and mistakenly thought that this was the fundamental difference between peerless magic weapons and ordinary weapons. Therefore, they all stared at each other and looked patiently!
The Japanese Ronin and the handsome young man who pretended to be Lin Yu both had a strong fear of each other, so they had a long stalemate between them, but they just stared at each other, and no one dared to take the first move first.
At this time, Peng Chong saw a clue and said in a somewhat puzzled tone: "Why do I think Lin Yu's pace is so unstable and his breathing seems a little rapid. Can he beat this Japanese ronin?"
Before Peng Chong could finish his words, Mei Tiantong hurriedly retorted: "What do you know? Lin Yu is the direct disciple of the old man Qingfeng. Can you see it with an ordinary eye? Look at the other person's Qingfeng Sword,
How dazzling, can your broken iron sword have this effect?"
After saying this, Mei Tiantong smiled proudly when he saw that Peng Chong stopped talking. Then he turned his gaze to Lin Yu and asked, "Brother Mu, do you think this is the case?
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A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yu's mouth, and he didn't say anything, and he really had nothing to say. Just the steps of the handsome young man were exactly the same as those of beggars who had been malnourished on the streets for a long time.
The sword in his hand, not to mention touching the extremely sharp samurai sword, even if it falls to the ground, it may fall in half directly. No, at least eight and a half.
The young master is not as good as the Japanese samurai, and his brain did not wake up from the loud shouts of everyone, and was completely excited. Seeing that his sword was longer than the Japanese samurai sword
Half of it, I really mistakenly thought that I was half stronger than him. I immediately swung my sword and rushed forward.
The Japanese warrior Kameda Nobuki, from Jiangnan to the Central Plains, was full of rumors about Lin Yu. Therefore, invisibly, he had an inexplicable fear of Lin Yu.
Now I saw Lin Yu's pace and the legendary Qingfeng Sword, both of which were strange and abnormal, so I didn't dare to underestimate the slightest, let alone take the initiative to attack, but just guarded wholeheartedly.
Now seeing Lin Yu swaying his sword and stabbing him, he was shocked. In addition, the long sword inlaid with a large pile of gems shook his eyes. He was confused in a moment, and subconsciously, he immediately retreated.
One step.
The young master was even more proud when he saw that he had actually defeated the Japanese warrior. At this time, everyone in the audience, who had practiced martial arts for several years, felt something was wrong. However, when those ordinary people saw this scene, they immediately
Just cheered and thrilled.
Hearing the cheers, the young master really mistakenly thought that he was fully capable of defeating the Japanese warrior. Without saying a word, he was like a mad dog with expired chicken blood. He suddenly waved his shining sword again, straight away.
He pounced on him.
At the beginning, the Japanese warrior Kamedanobu was a little afraid, but after two or three rounds of temptation, he had basically figured out the details of the first swordsman in the Central Plains. Although he was still confused,
Still waved the samurai sword to fight.
Bang!
The Japanese ronin's samurai sword and the gem-covered sword of the Pianpian Young Master have just fought each other. Before sparks have been drawn, they only heard a crisp sound of "bang", and the legendary "Qingfeng Sword" is
It has fallen to the ground and falls into pieces.
call!
Everyone exclaimed again, and they all took a deep breath of air, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief!
"The Qingfeng Sword was actually broken, how is this possible? That is a peerless divine weapon..."
"How could the Qingfeng Sword be broken? It is absolutely impossible. How could the peerless divine weapon be so fragile..."
"Am I dazzled? How could the peerless magic weapon like Qingfeng Sword, which is awesome, that shocks the entire world, be cut off by the Japanese Ronin's bad blades? This is absolutely impossible, this must be dazzled by me..."
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At this time, Mei Tiantong, Peng Chong, Mei Ruoxue and others had the same expression as the weathered stones. They couldn't believe everything in front of them. The maid Chunlan was about to rub her eyes out, but every time she looked at her
At that time, the result is still the same.
Lin Yu's expression did not change much, which was already as expected. This guy was not willing to die, but he still cheated on his own name. If the other party was a Chinese, it would be fine if he lost, he would lose. Who would have lost?
If you like to say anything, just say whatever you like.
But the situation is a little different now. This time the opponent is the arrogant Japanese ronin. He directly surpasses personal honor and disgrace and rises to the height of national dignity. Although he has never valued fame and fortune outside his own country, his country
The nation still needs this dignity and must not let the Japanese Ransen be looked down upon in a small place!
Just as Lin Yu was thinking about how to deal with it, the handsome young man on the stage had already woken up from the expired chicken blood. Seeing the broken sword broken into eight pieces on the ground, his eyes almost fell out.
When he saw the cold samurai sword in the hands of the Japanese Rangers, he was so scared that his heart was thumping, almost jumping out of his throat.
The Japanese ronin was also quite surprised by this scene. When he saw the terrifying expression on the face of the handsome young man, his expression was as bright as the blooming chrysanthemums. Under the sun, he smiled tremblingly.
He stretched out his thumb again, and as before, he directly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees downwards, lit it a few times, scolding in stiff Chinese, "China's No. 1 sword, it's really trash, trash!"
When the young master saw that the Japanese ronin waved the samurai sword again, he was so scared that his pants were almost wet. He quickly shouted in surprise: "I am not the number one sword in the world, I am not Lin Yu, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
At this time, the Japanese Ransen had already raised the samurai sword with a cold light over his head and continued to curse in stiff Chinese: "Chinese people are all garbage, garbage!"
As the yors and scolding of the Japanese ronin fell, his samurai sword, which flashed with cold light, broke through the air and slashed towards the gate above the young master's head!
Bang!
Just as everyone didn't dare to see all this and closed their eyes one after another, a crisp sound of weapons fighting sounded.
The Japanese ronin was shrunk several feet away. He looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and shouted with a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
Lin Yu's expression was as cold as frost. He gritted his teeth gently, and replied word by word: "Chinese!"
The Japanese Ronin was obviously not satisfied with the answer and continued to ask: "You are the master of Qingfeng Sword, is Lin Yu?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Yu's mouth, and he replied in a narrow voice: "I am not worthy of Qingfeng Sword to take action if I kill a Japanese pirate child like you!"
The Japanese ronin snorted angrily and shouted loudly: "Arrogant Chinese, today I, Kameda Nobu, let you see the power of our Bushido spirit!"
Before the words were finished, the Japanese ronin shouted and waved the samurai sword. He was like a bitch who had expired chicken blood and had spring, and rushed straight towards Lin Yu.
However, just as he was about to pounce in front of Lin Yu, he suddenly stopped. His pupils suddenly magnified, and his eyes were about to protrude. His expression suddenly darkened and he seemed very frightened.
At some point, a broken sword inlaid with gems had already stabbed into the throat of the Japanese Ransen. He immediately widened his blood-filled eyes, spitting out blood from his mouth, and through the cracks of his teeth.
Four words were squeezed out: "What a fast sword..."
The voice of the Japanese ronin had just been spit out and had not yet completely landed on the ground. The whole body was like a pool of mud, and with a thump, it fell to the ground forever, becoming the fourteenth cold corpse on the arena.
It was obvious that everyone in the audience had not yet reacted from this huge change. Everyone was stunned and looked at all in disbelief. Some were still rubbing their eyes hard, for fear that they would be dazzled.
Or hallucinations appear.
There was still not much change in Lin Yu's expression. He just glanced at the Japanese warrior coldly, then he fell on the young man who was already scared to pee his pants, and snorted disdainfully.
He ignored him and walked straight downstairs.
Just after Lin Yu jumped off the ring, everyone on the stage came to their senses, and immediately there were thunderous applause, which lasted forever.
Not long after the thunderous applause sounded, the handsome young man also came back to his senses slightly. At this time, he was surprised to find that the Japanese warrior was dead, and he was still dead under his sword full of gems.
In addition, at this time, he was the only living person on the ring, and thunderous applause rang out from the audience. Suddenly, his mind was as if he was kicked by a wild donkey, and he began to wonder who he was.
I really mistakenly thought that I had killed this Japanese ronin, and the applause was all for my applause!
Thinking of this, the young master Pianpian did not care about the wet pants at all, and rushed forward like a big rooster who had won a battle, and kicked the Japanese ronin hard in the face.