Chapter 550 Famous Sword Kurosawa (44 guaranteed, please subscribe!)
Author: Faceless Desolation
Chapter 550 The famous sword Kurosawa! (44 guaranteed, please subscribe!)
"Your Iai Slash is too slow, the speed is not good, and the explosive power is not enough. It is so soft that it looks like it has not eaten enough."
Abel commented unceremoniously.
This also made Li Jiao's complexion paler and paler, making him look a little lost.
Although he has other swordsmanship skills that he has not yet demonstrated, it was not all of his strength just now.
But the kitchen knife on his forehead prevented him from thinking about fighting again.
Not only was the opponent's speed and strength far superior to him, but he was also ahead of him in terms of skills.
The two sides are not opponents at the same level at all.
Now Lijiao finally knows why the other party dared to put up such a sign and openly provoked.
This powerful strength is the confidence for the other party to dare to do this!
"I lost. My skills are inferior to others."
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar!
Before this, no one thought that the powerful Rikuo-sama would actually lose, and moreover, he would lose so hard that he had no ability to fight back.
They both lost in one move, so what's the difference between Li Jiao and those before?
As for whether Li Jiao overestimated and underestimated the enemy, who cares?
If you lose, you lose, and to a certain extent, it means that the Iron Country has lost.
It’s so frustrating and embarrassing!
At this time, many of the people watching the fun outside could no longer laugh. They were very eager to hope that someone could stand up to defeat the opponent and defend the honor of the Iron Kingdom.
"Well, let's go back and practice for a few more years. This sword belongs to me. If you want to go back, just call someone stronger. To be honest, so far, I think your Iron Kingdom's warriors are mediocre in strength.
Maybe it was a mistake for me to make a special trip this time."
Abel noticed the angry expressions of the people around him, and immediately added a handful of firewood to make the fire burn brighter.
Sure enough, as soon as such words that added fuel to the fire came out, many people couldn't help but started cursing loudly.
At the same time, he is constantly looking for candidates among the crowd who can go out and fight.
"Sato, you're here too. That's great. If it were you, you would definitely be able to defeat this boastful guy!"
"Ah? I, I. It's like this. I've been feeling cramps in my abdomen since I woke up this morning, so I'd better leave this opportunity to others. I'll take the first step."
"Yamamoto Ichiro, you are a samurai under Mifune-sama. Can you bear this tone? Let this foreigner be so arrogant on our territory?"
Yamamoto Ichiro smiled bitterly, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
What can he do?
Even Lord Rakaku, who was far more powerful than him, lost so easily. What was he going to do? Is he serving as a stepping stone for the other party?
Moreover, the samurai sword in his hand was something he had saved up for a long time and had it made by a famous swordsman. It could never be exported in such an inexplicable way.
So Ichiro Yamamoto chose to play dead.
But it turns out that not everyone is like Sato and Yamamoto Ichiro who worry about gains and losses before fighting.
"My dear, Miyamoto Kojiro, please give me your advice!"
"The top disciple of Huayue Sect Gym, Songhua Yixiao."
"Samurai Echizen Ryoma."
One after another, people they knew or didn't know stood up to challenge Abel. They knew they would lose, but they wanted to do their part.
Even if it takes away a little bit of Abel's strength or allows him to use one more move or a half, this is the result of their efforts.
Just to be able to delay the arrival of the man who makes the final decision!
"Come on, good job!"
"You are all our warrior role models in the Iron Kingdom!"
"It doesn't matter if you know you will lose. Dare to show your sword is the iron will!"
More and more people begin to spontaneously cheer for those who take the challenge. Even if they lose, they will receive applause and comfort from everyone.
In this kind of plot in film and television dramas, the protagonist usually appears at the last moment, and then gathers everyone's faith to defeat the powerful enemy BOSS!
"Well, it's me who co-wrote BOSS."
At this time, Abel's back was already filled with all kinds of swords and weapons, all left by those who came to challenge him, and some of them were exquisite.
Of course, this also attracted a great deal of hatred for him.
It's a pity that no one in the Iron Kingdom is an 'eye ninja', otherwise, he would probably be killed and melted a hundred times just by looking at him.
"The 99th knife, who else?"
For a moment, there was total silence.
All the people of the Iron Country who were watching were shocked.
99 knives means that the opponent has won 99 games in a row!
And there is still no sign of fatigue.
In addition, if the opponent wins another game, it will be a hundred wins, that is, a hundred people will be killed!
If he really achieves this kind of achievement, then the Iron Kingdom will really not be able to hold their head high in the future.
So at this time, no one dared to appear rashly anymore.
Whoever loses the next game will be the sinner nailed to the pillar of shame!
In this case, the man everyone had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! It's Mifune-sama coming!"
"What? Mifune-sama is actually here?"
"Great, thank God. If Mifune-sama ignores it, he might really let the other party gain fame by stepping on the reputation of our iron country warriors."
"It's really stable now. No matter how powerful this guy is, he can't beat Mifune-sama!"
"Yes, Mifune-sama is invincible!"
.....
Like stars holding the moon, Mifune went straight inside and saw the somewhat arrogant sign on the ground.
Then he came to Abel without any expression.
"My name is Mifune. I am the general of the Iron Kingdom and the leader of all samurai. May I ask who you are? What is the purpose of doing this?"
"The unknown swordsman is not worth mentioning. As for the purpose, your sword is good. Can you give it to me and take it away?"
Finally, the rightful owner arrived, and Abel became a little more serious.
After all, Mifune still has two brushes, which should not be underestimated.
"Want my knife?"
Mifune looked at the swords stuck behind the opponent and frowned slightly.
"If you don't dare to fight, just retreat. The general of the Kingdom of Iron is nothing more than that."
Faced with such a clumsy provocation, Mifune certainly would not be fooled.
But in the current situation, he had no other choice.
If even he retreats, it will be a major blow to his reputation and seriously damage the inner beliefs of the people of the Iron Kingdom.
When he thought of this, he knew that there was no way to avoid this battle today.
"In that case, let me teach you your clever tricks!"
As he spoke, Mifune had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and performed the Iai-slashing gesture as if by instinct.
Then with a swish, he disappeared in an instant.
When Mifune's figure appeared again, he was already a few meters behind Abel, and the famous sword Kurosawa was slowly being sheathed!
There was a clang.
Half of the kitchen knife whirled and plunged into the ground.