Yagyu Jiro held the katana in both hands and pushed forward hard. The two blades faced each other, making a subtle but harsh friction sound. While exerting force, he stared at Yang Hao with reddish eyes and said in a deep voice: "Yagyu Jiro
Erlang, my master is Junichi Watanabe from Erzaitang!"
Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "Nizhaitang? The Nizhaitang created by Saijiro Miyamoto?"
There was undisguised arrogance on Yagyujiro's face: "Yes, I didn't expect you to know it too!"
Yang Hao said calmly: "The reason why I know this is because I have a friend who happens to be acquainted with your Erzhaitang. Do you know Yamamoto Sasaki?"
Now it was Jiro Yagyu's turn to be stunned for a moment, and asked in a slightly strange tone: "Do you know Mr. Sasaki?"
Do you want to pretend to know Yamamoto Sasaki?
Olivia's enemy, the guy named Zhanhun, is most likely Yamamoto Sasaki, and I heard Olivia said that Yamamoto Sasaki's status in Ersaitang is quite high. If he pretends to know Yamamoto
Sasaki, can you avoid this fight and leave safely with Gina?
Yang Hao did not directly answer Yagyujiro's question, but asked instead: "Do you know him?"
Yagyujiro's eyes were fixed on Yang Hao's eyes. The moment of hesitation in Yang Hao's eyes was not hidden from Yagyujiro. He sneered and said: "I am from Erzhaitang. Of course I know Mr. Sasaki, but
Judging from your expression, it is obvious that I just know it, because what Mr. Sasaki hates most is you Chinese people, and it is impossible for him to have any friendship with you. Now that you know my origin, you can die in peace."
Following Yagyujiro's last words, Yang Hao felt that the force coming from the opponent's blade suddenly increased, and the long knife also pressed towards his head, and Yagyujiro's expression also looked a little ferocious, full of murderous intent.
Yang Hao's body energy flowed, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased. He pushed Yagyu Erlang's katana back with his backhand, and at the same time said coldly: "You want to kill me, but you are not qualified!"
when!
The two knives made a crisp sound as they collided, and the two people retreated back at the same time. However, Yang Hao only took one step back, while Yagyu Jiro took three steps back abruptly.
A flash of shock flashed across Yagyu Jiro's face, because at that moment, Yang Hao's strength became so strong that he could not suppress Yang Hao's short-handled samurai sword at all. With Yang Hao's move, Yagyu
Erlang retreated involuntarily, but that simple movement seemed to carry the weight of a mountain!
So strong!
Yagyu Jiro was a little shocked, but his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. Although he belonged to Nizhaitang, he was not a core disciple of Nizhaitang. However, Nizhaitang was a very sacred place in Japan. Even though he was not a core disciple
, usually just deal with peripheral gang affairs, but he also has incomparable arrogance in his heart. What's more, he is quite accomplished in the art of swordsmanship and is quite liked by his master Watanabe Junichi.
Yang Hao's strength aroused the pride in Jiro Yagyu's heart. He vowed to cut off Yang Hao's head with the samurai sword in his hand, not only for the ten million US dollars, but also for the reputation of Erzaitang.
!
He raised his sword high and rushed towards Yang Hao again. The samurai sword in his hand swept past like a strong wind. After only a few moves, he found that his opponent seemed to be a completely different person compared to before.
Yang Hao just now was basically defensive. Although he gave a feeling that he was as tall as a mountain and could not be broken, after all, he was more defensive. The initiative was always in his own hands. He still felt that he was suppressing the opponent, but now
Yang Hao seemed to be a different person. The knife in his hand kept attacking him. Although the knife was shorter than his long knife, the force coming from the knife was so violent every time that it made the palm of his hand feel numb.
There was some numbness, and after a few strokes, he even felt like he could no longer hold the handle of the knife.
How is this going?
Why did it suddenly become so powerful?
Yang Hao didn't give him much time to think. The inner Qi in his body was already flowing crazily. He had not used his inner Qi before, but now, with the support of the inner Qi, his attacks became more violent and his movements faster.
Like a moving storm, it was constantly strangling Yagyu Jiro's living space.
In just a few breaths, Yagyujiro turned from the completely arrogant attack to defense, and it seemed extremely laborious.
The moods of the surrounding onlookers also fluctuated with this sudden change of occupation. Anglia and Gina, who were originally worried, breathed a sigh of relief, but the eyes of Yagyu Jiro's subordinates were all shocked.
They knew the identity of Yagyu Jiro's disciple of Erzaitang. The samurai sword in Yagyu Jiro's hand had killed countless people and drank their blood. There were many masters among them, so everyone saw Yagyu Jiro himself.
When they took action, they all breathed a sigh of relief, because they all thought that this man was dead, and the situation just now seemed to indicate this, but who knew that after Yang Hao and Yagyu Jiro said a few words, the whole situation would suddenly turn upside down!
Is Yagyu Jiro also about to be defeated?
Defeated by his most proud art of swordsmanship?
Yang Hao suddenly jumped up and slashed down with the katana in his hand. However, the short katana struck out with the momentum of a big sword. Yagyu Jiro's eyes showed a bit of fierceness. He held the katana tightly with both hands and faced him.
He struck with Yang Hao's knife.
when!
There was a crisp impact, and something shocking happened!
The katana in Yang Hao's hand was unable to withstand the huge impact force, and was broken into two halves in the middle, with the broken tip flying out into the distance.
A burst of cheers suddenly erupted from the crowd of onlookers, while Jina and Anglia opened their eyes in horror and looked at this scene with worried expressions.
There was no big surprise on Jiro Yagyu's face, because the samurai sword in his hand was not an ordinary product, but a weapon that was refined through a special forging method. It was not something that ordinary knives on the market could do.
In comparison, when he slashed hard like this, he had already made this preparation in his heart, so when the katana in Yang Hao's hand broke, the sword in Yagyu Jiro's hand had already followed the momentum and slashed diagonally.
Yang Hao.
This move seemed to be sudden, and a proud smile appeared on Yagyujiro's face. He believed that Yang Hao would be stunned, stunned, or surprised after breaking the weapon. It only took a moment of hesitation, and it would be enough for his blade to slash at the target.
on his neck.
Yang Hao's body fell, and he saw that the knife was about to hit Yang Hao's body, but Yang Hao's expression did not change at all. It was as bottlenecked as ever, and there seemed to be a little bit of ridicule in his eyes.
.
Yang Hao's hand suddenly appeared under Yagyujiro's elbow, and he quickly lifted his elbow.
There was not much force at this time, but due to the effect of inertia, Yagyujiro's hand was raised directly to a high place, and the knife that seemed to be sure to hit Yang Hao was so light and easy to hit Yang Hao.
It hit him on the shoulder, making a sharp cracking sound.
Similarly, because of Jiro Yagyu's sword without sparing any force, his body leaned forward, and Yang Hao fell from the air. The two people collided head-on. The two people facing each other could see each other's eyebrows clearly.
.
A look of panic flashed across Yagyujiro's face, because at this time Yang Hao was almost standing next to him, and his katana had no time to retract it.
The corners of Yang Hao's mouth were slightly raised, and the mocking look in his eyes became more and more. Before Yagyujiro could retreat, his right hand had already stabbed out.
The samurai sword in Yang Hao's right hand has been severed from the middle, and what he holds in his hand is just a broken blade. However, under the infusion of Yang Hao's inner strength, not to mention a steel knife, even a wooden stick,
It can completely penetrate Jiro Yagyu's body.
The broken blade silently pierced Yagyujiro's clothes, and then penetrated into Yagyujiro's lower abdomen.
Yang Hao released the handle of the broken blade and retreated.
Yagyu Jiro staggered and was about to fall, but he suddenly stabbed his katana into the ground with his backhand, and it sank three inches into the ground. He held the handle of the sword tightly with his right hand, which prevented him from falling.
Down.
He lowered his head and glanced at the handle of the knife in his lower abdomen, with a somewhat miserable look on his face.
He lost.
He was defeated by his most proud art of swordsmanship.
All of Yagyujiro's subordinates rushed forward, and the weapons in their hands were revealed. However, Yagyujiro suddenly waved his left hand and growled: "Back off!"
All the subordinates stopped, only two or three confidants quickly ran to Yagyu Jiro and supported Yagyu Jiro.
Yagyujiro raised his head and looked at Yang Hao, who was standing quietly in front of him. Although there was unwillingness in his eyes, he still said in a deep voice: "I have lost, you can leave!"
Yang Hao hummed and said, "According to our agreement, you should tell me how you found us."
Yagyu Jiro hesitated for a moment and looked down at the hilt of the knife on his abdomen. Yang Hao had clearly been merciful to him just now, otherwise, he would have stabbed the broken blade into his abdomen and then pulled it sideways or pulled out the hilt directly.
, I am afraid that Yagyu Jiro will die soon, but the other party did not pull out the hilt of the knife, so he will basically not die if he goes to the hospital now. In other words, Yang Hao just spared his life.
Jiro Yagyu raised his head and looked at the end of the alley: "He has an instrument in his hand that can detect your location. There is a red dot on the instrument. There should be something on one of you that can be tracked...
…”
Yang Hao's face changed. Instrument, red dot?
he?
Yang Hao's pupils suddenly shrank slightly. The man Yagyu Jiro mentioned must be the manipulator behind the deal who spent 10 million US dollars to bribe Yagyu Jiro.
"Do you know what they used to track him? Who is that person and where is he?"
Jiro Yagyu glanced outside the alley again, and just as he was about to speak, a samurai sword suddenly appeared from the darkness, with a ray of light directly piercing Jiro Yagyu's neck. At the same time, a black figure came out of the darkness,
The cigar in his mouth flashed red light in the darkness.