"Oda-kun, why do you look so ugly when you see me?"
Tokugawa Sataka had a faint smile on his face, his voice was calm, and his expression was relaxed, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, which was in sharp contrast to Oda Heizo who looked like he was facing a formidable enemy.
‘This guy Tokugawa Zoro, couldn’t he hear the conversation we just had? It’s probably not possible at such a long distance, but I heard Tokugawa Zoro has good hearing...’
Oda Heizo thought to himself, his expression a little panicked.
But he still said harshly: "This is how I do things. If you don't accept it, hit me!"
Tokugawa Zoro laughed loudly: "Hahaha, cute, cute. Oda-kun, I suddenly feel that you are very beautiful, like a beauty, and like a beauty, you know how to be arrogant."
Proud?
Who are you insulting?
Oda Heizang's face turned dark, and he turned to Zhou Ming and said: "Give you a chance, kill him."
"Are you sure?" Zhou Ming's eyes were strange: "Can you handle it?"
"I, I, I can't hold it back." Oda Heizang looked dejected, "I'm sorry, I admit that my voice was a bit loud just now, don't take it seriously."
If Horikoshi Sou is killed, can Oda Heizou still be able to carry it out by relying on his status as a daimyo and kill another daimyo? Then Oda Heizou is just waiting for the war to begin.
What's more, the great man's name was Tokugawa Sarotaka. Killing him was basically equivalent to committing suicide.
"It's boring." Zhou Ming looked bored, "Then let's go, don't waste time here."
"Let's go, let's go." Oda Heizang, as if he was being pardoned, quickly urged Matsui Yoshinobu to drive away.
Matsui Xiexin looked at the carriage blocking the road in front of him with some embarrassment, thought for a moment, and decided to squeeze past.
Although the width there was certainly not wide enough for the carriage to pass, he took the initiative to lean to one side. The other party had to lean to the other side at least to give them enough space to pass. They would not be so shameless and stay still.
"Wait a moment!"
Just as Matsui was driving the carriage to the side of the road, the young man in black on the carriage opposite opened his mouth and drank Matsui's way.
His gaze was locked on Zhou Ming, his gaze as cold as a knife, and his whole body exuded bursts of unabashed evil aura.
"Are you Zhou Ming?" His voice was cold and cold, and he gritted his teeth, as if he had a deep hatred for Zhou Ming. "Remember my name, my name is Dashi Chong! Your life is mine, keep it until I come to take it.
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"I am a fortune teller, who do you think you are?" Zhou Ming sneered and was about to retort when something suddenly occurred to him.
"Your accent sounds familiar. It sounds like you are from Koriyama Castle. Your surname is Oishi. What does it have to do with Oishi Shen Fengliu?"
"Oishi Shingo, he is my father!" Oishi Chong said every word, filled with hatred, chilling to the bone, and frightening.
"Oishi Shingo? Who is it?" Zhou Ming asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"It's the master of the Dashi Dojo!" Matsui Xiexin couldn't help but remind him cautiously, and at the same time wiped the sweat from his forehead.
You wiped out another person's dojo, but you can't even remember the name of the other person's dojo leader. This must make the other person mad to death.
"Oh, it's him!" Zhou Ming suddenly realized: "Remember, you are the genius of Dashen Fengliu? No wonder when I came to challenge, I killed everyone and didn't see you. It turns out you had been there a long time ago
He’s hanging out somewhere else.”
"Bastard!" Dashi Chong was furious. He picked up the long knife at his waist and was about to step out of the carriage.
"Don't be impulsive!" Tokugawa Zoro stopped him with his hand, "Your grievances can be resolved at the samurai conference."
Dashi Chong's face struggled to change, and finally he sat back down again, staring at Zhou Ming hatefully and saying harsh words.
"Kill my biological father and destroy my Great Stone God Fengliu, Zhou Ming. I will settle this debt with you at the Warriors Conference!"
Zhou Ming sneered: "Revenge is still overnight, why are you such a younger brother?"
"Shut up, you bastard!"
The continuous stimulation made Oishi Chong unable to bear it anymore.
He rushed out of the carriage compartment with the knife in hand, drew the knife out of its sheath, and quickly approached Zhou Ming.
"Stop!" Tokugawa Zoro's expression changed at the rear. He tried to stop him but was too late. Oishi Takashi was too fast. By the time he could react, the other party had already rushed out of the carriage.
"Zhou Jun!" Oda Heizo screamed in fear as he saw Oishi Chong charging towards him with great force.
"Don't scream!"
Zhou Ming frowned in disgust, activated his Ghost Shadow Gu, and rushed out of the carriage at an even more incredible speed.
Clang!
The two swords clashed, gold and iron clashed, and fierce sparks were produced.
Dashi Chong's forward momentum stopped, and the force transmitted from the opposite side was so fierce that it was like a crazy buffalo bumping into him. He took five steps back before he could barely withstand the surging force and stabilize his body.
"So fast, so fierce!"
Dashi Chong's heart sank. Even if he was facing an enemy, he couldn't help but sigh like this.
And when his eyes fell on his knife, his expression became even more ugly.
"Good knife!"
His eyesight was very good, so he could clearly see that there was a small gap on the blade of his own knife, but the opponent's knife was undamaged.
What seems like a small gap is actually like a chasm.
Zhou Ming also looked at his knife and also praised it: "Your knife is not bad. This is the first time I have encountered a knife with only such a small chip when I cut it down."
"Onikiri Yasutsuna, a famous sword that has been passed down for two hundred years."
Dashi Chong slowly raised the long knife and stared at the gap above.
"I don't know how many warriors this sword has killed and how many famous weapons it has fought against. It has never been damaged in the slightest. Unexpectedly, today, I finally encountered a sword that can hurt it."
Whoosh!
Waving the long knife, two rays of light suddenly shot out from Dashi Chong's eyes.
"Only blood can make up for this injury!"
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
A fierce collision unfolded in an instant, countless sparks exploded, and the two figures moved and fought at a dizzying speed. They fought several times in just a few breaths.
No matter it was Oda Heizou, Matsui Kyonobu, or even Tokugawa Zoro on the opposite side, no one present could react. Their eyes could not keep up with the fight between the two, and their brains could not keep up with the speed of the situation.
"Yes, very strong. This Dashi Chong's sword skills are very strong!"
During the fast-paced battle, Zhou Ming's eyes showed deep excitement, and his whole body's spirit became even higher.
Dashi Chong is worthy of his destiny as a genius, and his level of swordsmanship surpasses everyone Zhou Ming has fought against since he entered this world.
In the entire Koriyama Castle, no one, no matter Takeuchi Jun, Oishi Shingo, or Matsui Kyonobu, could survive thirty strokes under Oishi Takashi.
Perhaps, this is also the reason why he left Koriyama City. He had no opponents there and his strength could not be improved. He would naturally leave to look for famous teachers and challenge more powerful enemies.
Fortunately, Zhou Ming at this time is no longer at the level he was when he first entered this world.
The sword skill, which was promoted to lv3 more than ten days ago, was separated from the cold weapon lv2 and formed its own attribute. Although more than ten days have passed, it is still at lv3, but Zhou Ming's understanding of the sword skill is every minute.
It's getting deeper every second.
In this battle, he did not use poisonous insects or firearms. He only used simple sword skills to compete with his opponent.
Zhou Ming has a feeling that if he wants to break through to level 4 with his sword skills, he needs to completely abandon all other foreign objects. Only by having a hearty battle like this can he grasp the secret of the secret and use it to break through.
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"Unfortunately, it's not today."
There was another clash of weapons, and both sides stepped back at the same time. A bit of disappointment flashed in Zhou Ming's eyes.
The Onikiri Anzuna in Oishi Chong's hand was already full of gaps.
Rather than saying it is a knife, it is better to say it is a crudely made saw, perhaps it is more appropriate.