Yang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Jiro Yagyu in front of him. The doubts in his heart were slightly resolved. The three of them had just arrived in Japan and had not made any grudges with anyone. It was unlikely that they would attract so many people.
If there was such a big battle to hunt down the three of them, it would make sense if someone paid them to do the job.
But this is not the biggest doubt in Yang Hao's heart. Yang Hao stared at Yagyujiro and asked in confusion: "How did you find us?"
Yagyu Jiro snorted coldly, with a somewhat mocking look on his face: "Do you think that no one can find you if you change your identity and wander around? What a fool's errand."
Yang Hao's heart sank and he asked in a deep voice: "Then can you explain it to us?"
Jiro Yagyu clenched the katana in his hand and snorted coldly: "If you want the answer, then defeat me first, otherwise, you will die by my sword."
Yang Hao looked at Jiro Yagyu in front of him, his eyes showing some caution. From the swift and violent blow just now, Yang Hao could already tell that Jiro Yagyu had profound attainments in the art of swordsmanship and was not an ordinary person. He had to deal with it himself.
He needs to cheer up.
Anglia, who was standing behind Yang Hao, took two steps forward, raised the pistol in his hand, aimed at Jiro Yagyu, and shouted sternly: "Get out of the way, or I'll blow your head off."
Facing Anglia's dark gun muzzle, Yagyu Jiro showed no fear at all. Instead, he showed a somewhat mocking look on his face: "If you dare to shoot, then my men will not have any more trouble."
Restrain and swarm forward, although Yang Hao is very strong, do you think he can protect you in front of so many people? How many people can you kill with only a few bullets in your gun?"
Anglia didn't understand Japanese and couldn't understand what he said. Yang Hao slowly stretched out his hand, suppressed the pistol in Anglia's hand, and stared at Yagyu Jiro: "Listen to what you mean, you seem to want to
Have a one-on-one duel with me?"
There was undisguised arrogance in Yagyu Jiro's eyes: "Yes, use the knife in your hand and the knife in my hand to make a break. If you win, I will tell you the answer and let you go. If you lose,
Then I'm sorry, your life will only stay here."
Yang Hao agreed without hesitation: "Okay, deal!"
Jiro Yagyu waved his hand behind him, and the surrounding subordinates wearing black clothes and holding weapons all retreated far back, leaving enough space for the few people in the middle.
Yang Hao clenched the short-handled samurai sword in his hand, turned around and whispered to Anglia: "Stand back, Anglia, protect Jina."
Although Anglia had a pistol in her hand, she couldn't understand the conversation between Yang Hao and Yagyu Erlang, but looking at the postures of the two, she had some understanding, bit her lip, and retreated to the rear while protecting Gina.
From a distance, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was slightly lowered, and he looked at the people around him warily.
Jina held Anglia's hand, her eyes full of nervousness and uneasiness, and she asked in a low voice: "Does Yang Hao want to duel with that person?"
Anglia hummed in a low voice, looked at Jina's worried little face, and couldn't help but comforted: "Don't worry, he will definitely win, he is a master."
Gina pulled Anglia's arm hard, looked worriedly at Yang Hao who was confronting Yagyu Erlang in the field, and couldn't help but ask: "Why do these people want to deal with us? Are those people sent to kill us?"
Well, how did they find us?"
Anglia frowned deeply: "I don't know either."
There was some unconcealable pain on Jina's beautiful face: "Are these people so unwilling to give up?"
Anglia looked at Gina with a painful expression, and her heart was full of sympathy and sadness. She silently said in her heart, this is politics. You were born into the royal family, this is your unavoidable fate, just like the Chinese nation.
Like the princes of ancient emperors, they always faced all kinds of overt and covert struggles.
Everything is for rights and interests!
Seeing so many people in front and behind, Anglia's palms were already stained with sweat. Although she had a pistol in her hand, she did not feel any sense of security. Judging from the fearless attitude of those people just now,
These people are definitely not ordinary street gangsters, but forces that have undergone rigorous training and have strong backgrounds. Otherwise, how could so many people armed with knives openly attack in groups.
Yang Hao, you must win!
I am not afraid of death, but I must not let Princess Jina be harmed. If she dies here, then the future of the Falkland Principality...
Anglia didn't dare to think about it anymore. She bit her lip and stared at the field, praying secretly for Yang Hao in her heart.
Yang Hao and Yagyu Jiro were facing each other. Yagyu Jiro held the katana tightly in both hands and stared at Yang Hao like a hawk, looking for a weakness to attack. Yang Hao held a short-handled samurai sword in his right hand and stepped forward and backward.
With the same solemn expression, he watched Yagyu Jiro move in front, the katana in his hand also gently changing directions, but Yang Hao stood quietly like a majestic mountain peak, motionless as a mountain, but gave people a powerful feeling.
Invisible pressure.
Yagyujiro took a few steps and adjusted several angles, only to find that Yang Hao was just staring at him quietly with his body motionless. He knew that if he continued like this, his momentum would weaken, so he stopped staying and stepped forward.
Suddenly, he quickly rushed towards Jiro Yagyu, and the katana in his hand was like a bolt of lightning, slashing straight down from above.
"kill!"
This knife had no angle, and it looked like a simple straight slash, but this knife was fast and fierce.
It was as fast as a bolt of lightning. A shout came from Jiro Yagyu, and a bright light seemed to flash in the air. Then the knife had reached the top of Yang Hao's head, and this knife was clenched by Yagyu Jiro with both hands, and the force was amazing.
Huge!
Yang Hao's reaction was also extremely fast. Just when Yagyu Erlang slashed with his sword, Yang Hao had already collapsed a step to the side, and the katana in his right hand had been raised suddenly, blocking him above him.
"bite."
There was a crisp sound of impact and a few exploding sparks, which looked extremely bright in the dark night.
Yang Hao only felt a huge force coming from the sword, and his hand involuntarily sank a few points downward. At this moment, Yagyu Jiro's katana seemed to be about to hit Yang Hao's shoulder, but
It was just a few minutes away, but his knife couldn't press it down.
Yang Hao's hand seemed to be made of fine steel, motionless. No matter how hard Yagyu Jiro tried, it seemed as if it was like a cow falling into the sea.
Seeing that this sword could not do anything to Yang Hao, Yagyu Jiro tilted the blade in his hand and slashed it sideways towards Yang Hao. However, he changed his moves quickly and Yang Hao changed his moves even faster. His blade turned and slashed sideways in Yang Hao's hand.
The samurai sword had suddenly pushed his blade to turn from horizontal to vertical, accurately blocking his slashing blow.
Yagyujiro missed two swords in a row, but he was not discouraged. The blade dragged, and with the friction of red ears, Yagyujiro withdrew the katana and launched a new round of attack. The two swords just now were just a blow to the opponent's combat power.
It's just an evaluation. If these two packs knock down the opponent, then the opponent has nothing to praise.
Yagyu Jiro's sword is fast, fierce, and has a tricky angle. Everyone follows him around, as if the man and the sword have merged into one. Once he launches an attack, the sword seems to turn into a ball of tumbling and rotating sword light.
He kept greeting Yang Hao everywhere.
Yagyujiro's sword is much longer than the one in Yang Hao's hand, so Yagyujiro also controls the distance, always letting his long sword take advantage of the distance, at a distance that can maximize the power of the long sword.
, and because of this, Yang Hao seemed to be out of reach when facing Yagyu Jiro's attacks, and was always constantly resisting Yagyu Jiro's attacks.
The two people's knives continued to collide in the air, and the continuous collision sound made everyone's hearts beat violently.
Both Anglia and Gina seemed to have their hearts in their throats. Gina's hand firmly grasped Anglia's arm, and it was already very hard, sinking deeply into Anglia's wrist.
, but neither Anglia nor Gina seemed to notice this. Both of them focused their eyes completely on Yang Hao in the field, and they were sweating for Yang Hao, because they both saw it.
Well, Yang Hao seems to have suffered a loss in terms of weapons, and the opponent is also a swordsman who is proficient in the art of swordsmanship. The attack is so ferocious. Anglia asked herself, if it were him who went up, he might not be able to resist the three attacks!
This Japanese swordsman is really scary!
Who is he?
This question also arose in Yang Hao's mind. The place where the two people fought was in an alley. There were some debris or shelves around the alley, but these things were like a piece of debris under his opponent's samurai sword.
It was like paper, and was cut open by his samurai sword. Even if he cut the wall with one strike, the cement wall would be cut open instantly with a neat and narrow knife edge as if it were made of paper.
This kind of sword power is definitely not something that ordinary sword wielders can display. It already involves the skill of exerting force, the know-how of using the sword, and even something deeper.
Of course, in the practice of Japanese swordsmen, their names for deeper things are not the same as the Chinese names for inner strength and inner energy, but they are essentially the same. They use their bodies to accommodate more.
energy, and then release this energy through some special techniques to produce huge power.
Olivia's enemy is like this. The katana in his hand can split open the many bullets fired by Olivia at will. This is definitely not something ordinary people can do. Only some swordsmen who have practiced to be very powerful.
Or only a swordsman can do it. Although the man in front of him has not yet reached this level, his attack methods, skills and strong fighting power all show that this man definitely has a background.
Yang Hao once again blocked Jiro Yagyu's execution with his sword, and pushed his short-handled katana forward with his backhand. The two bodies quickly came together, with two crossed samurai swords in between.
Yang Hao stared into Jiro Yagyu's eyes and asked coldly: "I'm good with the knife. Who are you and who do you learn from?" (To be continued)