There are passages in all directions, with a huge space in the middle.
This space goes up crookedly and is the crater of Mount Fuji.
But the vertical distance is 1,500 meters.
The space created by the volcanic eruption and the artificial excavation made it impossible for ordinary people, not to mention ancient warriors, to climb up.
This space has more than a dozen naturally formed black volcanic rock pillars, and simple buildings are built everywhere, and there are actually three floors.
There was a somewhat strange smell in the air.
It smells sour and a bit salty, but the air is not turbid and there are obviously vents.
What a market this is.
There are shops everywhere, selling all kinds of strange things.
There's even a bar.
Su Mu suddenly felt like he had traveled through time.
The Broken Zhi group got a large amount of money and were very happy, so they took Su Mu directly into a bar.
Of course, before coming here, the US dollars obtained from Su Mu were hidden again.
Su Mu's money was wrapped around his waist as it was.
A brand-new hundred-dollar bill means that a new person has arrived, and he is a fat sheep.
The bar owner immediately began to receive the guests with great enthusiasm.
For a box of beer, I actually bought a bottle for an insane $100.
Broken Finger gave two bottles to Su Mu, and he got three bottles himself. The rest were divided among the seven minions.
Looking at the label on the beer bottle, Su Mu felt a little funny.
It has been expired for two years.
Outside, this garbage is fed to pigs, but the pigs don't even drink it.
Su Mu capped it casually with his fingers and opened the bottle cap.
Bo!
The bottle cap ejected directly and hit the stone wall on the side, making a crisp impact sound.
Broken Finger and a group of his minions stared at Su Mu and froze.
For this kind of expired beer, the bottle cap is almost stuck to the bottle, so even using a wine opener takes some effort.
If it doesn't work, you have to break the bottle mouth.
But Su Mu actually used the nail of his thumb to push it open easily.
This kid is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
The back of my broken finger suddenly felt cold.
Here, all the rules are just four words.
Strength is respected.
If you have strength, then you have the right to speak.
Why can a severed finger become a cave master?
He is just cruel enough.
"Ju Sang, have you ever practiced?"
Su Mu nodded matter-of-factly and said proudly:
"Of course, my kendo master is Tokugawa Takahiro."
The severed finger suddenly opened his mouth wide, and his jaw almost dislocated.
Several of his minions were also shocked.
Tokugawa Takahiro's reputation in Fuso, Japan, can no longer be described as loud.
Lord Sword Master.
Did he actually blackmail Master Sword Master’s students just now?
My severed fingers felt like I was dancing on the grave of Father Yama.
Su Mu seemed like nothing happened:
"Brother Broken Finger, drink, and I will hang out with you from now on."
Only then did my heart, which was hanging on my broken fingers, feel relieved.
His eyes shone, as if he had seen a treasure. He slapped Su Mu hard on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Juyang, I have you, can you tell me how strong you are?"
From Orange Boy to Orange Mulberry, and from Orange Mulberry to Orange Shape, it only took half an hour to cut off the finger.
"Seventh degree of swordsmanship."
The beer in Broken Finger's mouth almost spilled out.
Kendo has a frighteningly high status in Fusang, Japan.
Far superior to martial arts in China.
This is called national skill.
The assessment of swordsmanship is extremely strict and the hierarchy is strict. Among civilians, everyone is proud to practice swordsmanship.
There are ten levels in Kendo. Levels 9 and 10 are actually called honorary ranks. You cannot skip levels in the exam, and there are strict age limits.
Unless you are a super genius, you can shorten your life span, but you cannot skip the next level.
Taking sixth-dan as an example, the mandatory requirement is that you are over thirty years old, and you must have obtained fifth-dan five years before you can advance.
As for seventh-dan, you need to be thirty-six years old.
And you may not be able to pass the assessment.
The pretty boy in front of me is definitely no more than twenty-five years old.
He actually passed the seventh section?
What a super genius.
No wonder he can hook up with his father's woman.
"Nani?"
"Hondo?"
"Desler."
"Sigh."
"Yoshi."
Various exclamations sounded.
Broken Finger hugged Su Mu very affectionately and said to him:
"Ju Yang, do you want to have a transcendent status down here?"
Su Mu was stunned:
"What's the meaning?"
The severed finger slapped the knee hard:
"Make money! Make a lot of money."
Half an hour later, Broken Finger took Su Mu to another place.
"Lord Ueda, this is my new brother who just came in from outside."
Then he turned to Su Mu and said:
"Tachibana, call Ueda-sama!"
Su Mu quickly called the shriveled old guy in front of him, who was in his fifties, "Sir."
The old guy's eyes were cold and cold. When he looked at Su Mu, he was like a poisonous snake that chooses people to eat.
After looking Su Mu up and down, he said coldly:
"Zhang Zhi, you can bring people here casually, are there any rules?"
He rolled up a bunch of U.S. dollars with his severed finger and stuffed it quietly:
"Sir Ueda, Tachibana is a swordsman in the fifth degree of kendo."
Ueda calmly accepted the money, a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes, and then returned to his previous indifference:
"Really? You want him to sign up?"
The severed finger chuckled:
"If he wins, how about a fifth of your stake?"
Ueda was noncommittal:
"I have to see it before I can decide."
Broken Finger immediately looked at Su Mu.
Su Mu smiled softly, and suddenly there was an inexplicable aura all over his body.
Ueda's eyes suddenly lit up:
"It's interesting, kid. You can choose between drawing the sword or Iai."
Drawing the sword to cut means standing and drawing the sword.
As for Iaizuka, you kneel down and draw the sword, then take it back.
The faster, the more ruthless, the stronger.
Su Mu chose the more difficult Iai Slash.
Ueda got up and personally took Su Mu to a two-story building.
Inside is actually a huge sword dojo.
Although it is simple, it lacks nothing.
Soon, several apprentices from the sword dojo brought a pillar made of reeds.
This kind of reed mat is soaked in water and is closest to the state of the human neck.
Su Mu didn't give a damn about Japanese Fusang's so-called swordsmanship.
But that doesn't stop him from being proficient in this crap.
A knife was brought over.
He pretended to choose an optimal distance, and then followed the rules of kendo and knelt down in front of the reed mat pillar.
Everyone is staring at him.
Su Mu closed his eyes and pretended to be cool for a while.
Then……!
brush!
A white light flashed.
He didn't seem to have moved at all.
The knife was still lying tightly at his feet, as if it had not been taken out of its sheath.
But the reed mat pillar suddenly broke into three sections.
Cutting off his fingers, he went to the field and gasped at the same time.