On the horizon where the sea and the sky meet, a huge cruise ship blows its whistle and approaches, finally stopping at the port.
The extremely luxurious cruise ship has no one on board.
"What a grand pomp, ha!"
Zhang Zirong and Xiao Cuntou spit in unison.
Suddenly, a figure appeared on the deck, braving the rain, and his loose clothes rustled in the wind.
He held a slender samurai sword in his arms and stared at Li Longtu and others with murderous eyes.
The next second, he jumped from the deck of the cruise ship which was tens of meters high.
Bang!
The feet wearing wooden clogs landed heavily on the ground of the port, causing several cracks.
"Are you...Li Longtu?"
The old man narrowed his eyes and asked angrily.
"it's me."
Li Longtu nodded and admitted without thinking.
"Haha, you Chinese monsters are indeed cunning. I never expected that a spy would enter the Inoue family."
The old man smiled a little forcedly.
Li Longtu's face turned pale, he shook his head and said, "Correction, that's called an informant."
"besides……"
He raised his hand and pointed at his head:
"It's not that we are cunning, it's that you are not very good here and use your brain when you have nothing to do."
"You can't wait for your words, but I can't do it... let's see the difference with the edge of a knife!"
The old man no longer held the sword, but held it with his left hand behind his back and raised it to his waist. His right hand naturally held the handle of the sword, ready to unsheath it at any time.
"My grandson is not very good at speaking, yet he is still imitating the tricks of our ancients!"
Zhou Fu, who has always had no sense of presence, muttered.
"This guy seems to be able to draw a sword?"
The well-informed Wang Ergou whispered.
"It should be."
Zhang Zirong definitely nodded.
Li Longtu, who was standing in front, had no expression on his face. He walked forward quietly.
The people behind them immediately took three steps back to make room for the two of them. At the same time, they stared intently, for fear of missing something.
This is a duel.
It's also a lesson.
These "lions and elephants" are students, and Li Longtu is the teacher.
"Are you ready to welcome my 'Onikiri'?"
Inoue Xiong looked at Li Longtu, who was full of flaws, and couldn't help but frown and asked.
"That knife is called Onikiri?"
Li Longtu finally showed a smile and continued:
"I guess the name means it can kill fierce ghosts or something?"
"Indeed."
Inoue Yu responded honestly.
He considered it an honor to let his enemies know the name of his sword.
"Very good, I hope I am a fierce ghost in your eyes."
"You are not a fierce ghost, you are just a little ghost."
After saying that, Inoue stepped out with his male clogs, and there was a "snap" sound when he stepped on the ground.
Then his figure flashed, heading straight towards Li Longtu like a movie in fast forward.
When he was less than one meter away from Li Longtu, he suddenly drew his knife!
The cold light suddenly appeared, like the lightning of a silver dragon tearing through the night.
Click!
At the right time, thunder exploded in the night sky.
Inoue Yu was stunned.
The Li Longtu in front of him was intact, but his "Onikiri" was not completely unsheathed!
He couldn't help but look down at the saber.
The pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw that the handle of the knife was covered with Li Longtu's big hand, and Onikiri was held down tightly, unable to take it out of the sheath!
"snort!"
Inoue Yu's eyes turned cold, and he used strength again. He grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand and drew the knife with force again.
But this time, it's not as good as the knife drawn just now!
The blade was not even exposed and was directly pushed back by Li Longtu's big hand.
Snapped!
The sword hit the scabbard and made a pleasant crisp sound.
Inoue Xiong was angry.
In front of Li Longtu, he couldn't even pull out the knife?
If he can't draw his sword, how can he use his proud sword-drawing technique to show his strength?
The essence of sword drawing is to draw the blade quickly to catch the opponent off guard!
But now, everything seems to be as expected by Li Longtu.
There was no other way. Inoue Yu had no choice but to retreat. He stepped backwards and his body also moved backwards. His murderous eyes trembled a little at this moment.
how so?
I can't draw the sword! The handle of the sword is held down! Is this suppression based on pure force?
Inoue Yu has never encountered such a situation.
According to the information sent back by the Inoue family, Li Longtu was really a country man. Although he was very good at martial arts, he was by no means his opponent.
Should it be a coincidence?
It's a coincidence!
It is absolutely impossible for such a young person to suppress himself in terms of strength.
Inoue Yu stepped forward again, taking small steps with his feet, holding the knife in his right hand and drawing the blade!
Snapped!
This moment is just like that moment.
The handle of the knife was pressed again!
Unable to pull it out twice in a row, Inoue Yu became a little panicked.
It can't be a coincidence both times, right?
"The swordsmanship and sword-drawing skills that you are so proud of don't seem to be working."
Li Longtu shook his head and said calmly.
Inoue Yu didn't answer. The sweat slid down from his forehead, passed through the side of his face, and reached the beard on his chin. Finally, it mixed with the rain and was blown away by the wind.
"hateful!"
Inoue Yu had no choice but to distance himself further and did not dare to attack rashly.
Wang Ergou on the side asked the people around him:
"Do you see anything?"
"Well, sir, we have an absolute advantage now, but that Inoue Yu is not simple, but the small step technique just now...I definitely can't take it anyway."
"Hmm...I don't understand it very well, but I feel something weird about that knife. It doesn't look like a knife, but it feels like it's alive...but now it seems to be suppressed by the gentleman..."
Zhou Fu touched his chin and followed his feelings.
He is now the weakest here, so I can only express my true feelings.
"Yes, I suspect this knife drinks countless blood..."
Zhang Zirong also saw the clues.
"It depends on how Mr. Longtu is going to defeat him. At present, it seems that Inoue Yu is no match for Mr. Longtu..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Inoue Yu gave up the sword-drawing technique and instead drew the sword on the spot.
Snapped--
The scabbard fell to the ground.
The shining blade showed no impurities at all under the beating of the rain. It was even spotless, with no water droplets falling on it.
"What the hell is this?"
"There's something fishy!"
"Really alive?"
Everyone was shocked when they saw a drop of water on Onikiri's blade. At the same time, the color gradually changed, from bright metallic color to dark red...
Eventually, it turned blood red, and the blade seemed to be wrapped with strands of blood.
The blood trembled rhythmically, as if breathing the surrounding air.
If you look closely, you won't find that there is a blood line on Inoue Yu's hand holding Onikiri, which is just connected to the handle of the knife.
In other words, Onikiri is sucking Inoue Yu’s blood!
When Li Longtu saw this, he couldn't help but frown:
"Use blood to nourish the sword, and then use the knife to nourish the body?"
"That's right, I provided my own blood to Onikiri, and after Onikiri absorbed it, he emitted a kind of energy and fed it back to me."
This time, Inoue Yu explained in Mandarin, no longer intentionally verbose.
"Can."
Li Longtu nodded as a compliment.
The principle behind this is so simple that it took him so much trouble to explain.
The knife has been affected by spiritual energy, will suck blood, and then produce spiritual energy to the owner, that's it!