The divine sword, which has been silent for thousands of years, has proved in the most shocking way that it is still sharp. Of course, in addition to the sword itself, the person who controls it also needs to have good strength. Tang Guobin just used some inner strength to achieve the effect, but he did not expect the effect.
It was magnified several times, and a sword gang actually appeared. Fortunately, it was stopped in time, otherwise it would be as simple as chopping off a section of the booth.
Ding dong! What fell to the ground was a bright silver dagger. The bald man, who was so high-spirited just now, stared blankly at the collapsed platform. The silver fish sword in his hand fell to the ground without even realizing it. This is the gap. This is what people call it.
The sword comes from the west and flies from the sky!
There was silence in the hall. Only Saburo Inoue disagreed. The quality of the table was just poor. Is there any need to be suspicious? His preconceptions made him always believe that the information provided by the right-wingers was true. The sword he brought had a 60% chance of defeating the Chinese god.
The sword can even cut it off.
Pa pa pa pa - The best way for Chinese people to express their emotions is to clap their hands. I don’t know who clapped the first time, and then the applause broke out and couldn’t stop for a long time.
However, Xiao Gongyun quietly walked up to Young Master Tang and whispered, "Young Master Tang, is this stage?" He was responsible for renting the venue, and if anything was damaged, he would have to pay compensation.
Young Master Tang smiled and turned his head and said, "It's okay, just say it was my brother who broke it. This table isn't worth much anyway."
Only then did Xiao Gongyun feel at ease. This table was made of fine mahogany. It would be unfair if he had to pay for it. What he wanted was Young Master Tang's words.
When the applause stopped, Saburo Inoue turned his head and gestured to the two young men behind him. The two men immediately stepped forward, placed the box containing the sword on the uncollapsed platform, and opened it. There was a sword in each box.
The samurai sword with sheath and handle is a good thing for Inoue to use for competition.
Xu Qing had already seen the samurai swords in the box with his clairvoyant eyes, and even the unknown small features in them were clearly seen. These two samurai swords can be regarded as rare sharp weapons, but it is a pity that they came across them.
Pure Jun swords will be vulnerable if they are used to cut each other.
Inoue Saburo walked up to the exhibition stand in a grand manner, reached out and took out a samurai sword from the box and made two empty blows. He said proudly: "This is the precious sword I brought, Chun Yu. You all know the ground."
As he spoke, the man slashed twice with his sword. The Chinese Tibetan friends looked down at the ground and saw two clear water marks on the brown wooden floor. Legend has it that Chunyu was also a famous demon sword, capable of killing people.
Dew will seep out from the rear blade and wash away the blood stained on the blade, just like spring rain cleans leaves. When slashing in the void, water droplets will burst out from the blade, also known as rain pills. I didn't expect this.
The little devil was actually able to bring this knife to China.
It is said that the Harusame sword, also called Murasame, evolved from the demon sword Muramasa after he completed the killing of thousands of people. In fact, this sword was Inuzuka Nobuno's favorite famous sword during the Warring States Period, the Hachinu sword.
"Eh! This knife can pee?" A surprised voice sounded discordantly. Chunyu, the majestic sword, was named a peeing knife. Inoue Saburo's face immediately turned dark. This was something he finally learned from a highly respected old man.
The borrowed sword in his hand turned into a joke when he peed.
"Yes, it seems that the urine is still loose. Could it be a knife for kidney failure? If this is the case, my silver fish sword is sure to win, and this is a sword for Viagra." The person who answered the question was Shao.
The bald Zhang Guangyu admitted that the silver fish sword and the pure Jun sword were not at the same level at all, but he was not convinced by the little devil's showoff and really wanted to go up and compete with Saburo Inoue.
Inoue Saburo peed a few more times with the knife, but in vain he turned the tip of the knife and pointed it at Tang Guobin, and said in a provocative tone: "I am honored to compete with the Chinese sword. If you win, you can get a sword worth five million."
Diamond, if unfortunately I lose, I would like to borrow one of your collections..."
Zhang Guangyu rushed up to Saburo Inoue with a quick stride, and he picked up the silver fish sword in his hand. The tip of the sword hit the spine of Chun Yu's sword, and he raised the blade sharply, almost missing Inoue's face.
"The competition has to be on a first-come, first-served basis, right? If you want to meet Chun Junjian, you must pass the buddy level first." Zhang Guangyu's purpose for doing this was not very pure. He thought about how to get ahead and beat the little devil.
It's a very honorable thing. It would be great if I could cut off this thin and long spring rain knife.
Saburo Inoue frowned and handed the knife to a middle-aged man beside him. He muttered a few words in Japanese and stepped aside. The middle-aged man held the knife in both hands and stretched it out, flipping the blade upward, and said in jerky Chinese:
"You're welcome, use your sword to chop."
Zhang Guangyu did not hesitate. He pulled out the silver fish sword from his waist with his backhand. He raised his hand with one arm and struck Chun Yu with the sword. The middle-aged man holding the sword stood still and only heard the clang of metal.
After touching the ground, Zhang Guangyu now understood one thing. The silver fish sword in his hand had been broken into two pieces.
The Silver Fish Sword is an ancient sword worth seven figures. Although it has nothing to do with Taizong Taizu, it is still an ancient sword with a long history. You can imagine Zhang Guangyu's mood when it was destroyed in such an instant.
You know, even if it's not about money, you'll still be depressed for several days.
Seeing Zhang Guangyu standing there like a goose, Xu Qing felt a little unbearable in his heart. A pretty good dagger was ruined like this. It was only because it had a pushy owner.
Young Master Tang took two steps forward and pressed the hilt of the sword with his palm. He was about to draw his sword and cut off Chun Yu in two pieces with one sword. However, he saw Xu Qing blinking at him. The palm of his hand pressing the hilt of the sword suddenly
Stiff, I wondered for a while, what does this kid mean? Why is he not allowed to cut off this peeing knife?
"Alas!" Zhang Guangyu sighed, bent down and picked up the dagger that fell on the ground. He turned around and left the hall with a lonely expression. It was boring to stay with a broken sword.
Saburo Inoue now completely believed what the information said. A 60% chance of winning was enough. Seeing that the opponent was still unwilling to draw his sword, he knew that he was not sure of winning at all. As long as he took the opportunity to make the request, Muramasa's magic sword would be safe.
As soon as he started, he started to feel a little drifting.
"Tang Sheng, please think carefully about the request you just made. If you unfortunately lose, I would like to borrow a piece of the collection. These beautiful diamonds can be regarded as a small gift." Saburo Inoue now turned his attention to it without any scruples.
He took the Muramasa sword in Xu Qing's hand, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Young Master Tang finally understood the real intention of the little devil. It turned out that he had been coveting the Muramasa Demon Sword from the beginning to the end. He turned to look at Xu Qing beside him and found that the kid raised his left palm and pressed it down cleanly.