It turned out that the person who came was actually his younger brother!
Seeing Ichiro Miyamoto's miserable state, Jiro Miyamoto just wanted to kill Lin Xiao with one move.
However, it can be seen from the battle just now that Lin Xiao's strength is at least in the middle of the peak of Grand Master, at least on par with him.
If there really is a fight, we still don’t know who will win and who will lose.
It's better to take a step back and take my brother back to heal his wounds.
Miyamoto Jiro took a deep breath of cold air and said in a cold voice: "I am Miyamoto Jiro, ranked third in the Japanese martial arts family, and a member of the Miyamoto family!"
"I am at the peak of the Grand Master's middle realm. Please give me a favor today and let me take my brother back to heal his injuries!"
"I will come back to ask for an explanation for what happened today!"
"The Grand Master is so strong at the peak level, but he shouldn't be able to beat this young man either. After all, even his younger brother has taken drugs, and he can't do anything to this young man."
"Oh, the shameless person still wants to explain! If it weren't for this young man, who would the dozens of dead warriors have to ask for an explanation from?"
"I hope he can resist Miyamoto Jiro, otherwise..."
Everyone was talking and saying worriedly.
However, their mood was much more relaxed than before. After seeing Lin Xiao beating Ichiro Miyamoto, they all had a certain understanding of Lin Xiao's strength.
Lin Xiao naturally saw his suppressed anger and smiled: "Your face is worthless to me!"
"For the sake of you not messing with me before, I don't have to worry about it now if you step down. If you want to save your brother, then I don't mind destroying you two together!"
Miyamoto Jiro's eyes turned cold: "What a loud tone!"
"Whether your tone is loud or not, you will know if you try it yourself!"
Lin Xiao still stood there calmly, with a calm look, which was completely arousing hatred.
Although the strength of these people is not very good, they are also boring enough.
No one is competing with me, and my bones are almost getting rusty. Since these Japanese people are looking for death, they can just relieve their boredom.
No one else knew what Lin Xiao was thinking, but his disdainful attitude instantly angered Miyamoto Jiro.
"Okay, then I'll come and meet you to see if you have the ability to be arrogant!"
Jiro Miyamoto didn't know what he had given Ichiro Miyamoto, so he put him aside and stepped on the ground with his feet, making two huge footprints.
Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, Miyamoto Jiro was much stronger than Miyamoto Ichiro.
"Random sword style!"
Miyamoto Jiro leaned forward, and only then did people realize that he was carrying a huge sword box behind his back.
There are five delicate narrow swords inserted inside.
Miyamoto Jiro used his energy to control the sword, and the five swords came out in unison.
The colors are different, but the blades are all the same sharp. Even from a distance of a hundred meters, the cold light can still almost pierce human eyes.
The aura they exude is even more invisibly cold, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, which will strike a fatal blow at any time.
Lin Xiao became slightly interested. If he read correctly, the materials of these five swords should be somewhat unusual.
The top ten famous swords of the Dragon Kingdom are already considered to be the top famous weapons in the world, but even after thousands of years of precipitation, Lin Xiao still looks down upon them.
But among the materials of these five swords, there was one metal that interested Lin Xiao.
"These five swords of yours are a little special. If I read correctly, when each sword was forged, the unique volcanic metal of Japan, Red Flame Nether Iron, was incorporated into it, right?"
Hearing Lin Xiao's words, Miyamoto Jiro's eyes fluctuated for a moment.
He said expressionlessly: "You have good eyesight. Since you know it, why don't you surrender obediently!"
Red Flame Iron is a special metal produced in the Japanese volcano.
It has been smelted in lava for hundreds of thousands of years. It reacts quickly with the air at the moment of the volcanic eruption, and requires extreme ice quenching within a few seconds to obtain a small amount of red flame iron.
Over the years since the establishment of Japan, the total amount of Red Flame Nether Iron collected is only a few dozen grams, so every gram is extremely precious.
When he was making these five swords, he spent almost half of the Miyamoto family's savings before he applied for five grams of red flame ghost iron.