Meeting strong men one after another made her lack confidence in herself.
Today, she is training like crazy.
"Sister Tang Tang, what's wrong with you? Just tell me if something happens. Maybe I can help you. Why are you training in the middle of the night? If the master knows about it, he will definitely train you."
Junior sister Yilin stood aside, trying to comfort her.
Tang Tang said angrily: "Can you do it without practicing? I can't beat you now, and I can't beat that sword master from Country R. There's a woman here during the day, and I can't even beat you. I can't beat anyone now."
, I’m weak, you know?”
"Are you angry about this?"
Junior sister Yilin stuck out her tongue and said: "What's so depressing? Master once said that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. No one can be invincible. This is so normal. Stop being sulky and go.
Well, you see you scared them all."
On one side, a group of security guards looked at them from a distance, and they were really scared.
They all have psychological shadows now, fearing that Tang Tang will take the opportunity to cause trouble for them.
Suddenly, junior sister Yilin looked towards the night sky.
A bit of cold light came through the sky, bringing with it a whistling sound.
Everyone heard the sound of breaking through the sky and couldn't help but look at the night sky.
A small sword came through the air, bringing with it a gleam of cold light, and with a swish sound, it ran towards one of them.
Before the man could react, he was stabbed through the throat. The small sword came out of his body, turned a corner in the air, broke through the air again, and finally disappeared into the night sky.
Everyone was so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat.
The security guard who was injured by the dagger fell straight to the ground. He was already dead, but a note fell on his neck.
Junior sister Yi Lin and Tang Tang also swallowed their saliva, hurried over, opened the note and looked at it, and couldn't help frowning.
"I'll go master!"
Junior sister Yilin said.
"No."
Wan Ru suddenly walked over from behind the crowd, took the note and looked at it, with a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes, and said: "You all go to rest, I'll go take a look."
After saying that, she twisted her body, passed over the wall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
A group of people looked at each other.
The full moon is in the sky tonight.
On the back mountain of Wangwang Mountain, there are two solitary peaks, about 100 meters high and about 1,000 meters apart.
When viewed from a distance, it looks like two humps.
Miyamoto Shiichiro, dressed in a linen robe, stood on the top of one of the peaks. He carried a long sword behind him and stood in the air. He had the demeanor of a strong man.
On the top of another peak, it was as if he was standing there, looking at Miyamoto Shiichiro opposite, his eyes narrowed.
"Are you from country R?"
Just like asking.
"Jiichiro Miyamoto."
"So you are another sword master from Country R?"
Wan Ru said sarcastically: "It's really shameful to attack ordinary people despite having a whole body of cultivation."
Miyamoto Juichiro didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point: "Did Yagyu Sword Mania be defeated by you?"
Just like nodding: "That's right."
"It's not bad to have such cultivation at such a young age, but do you think you can be so calm in front of me after defeating that loser Yagyu Swordmaniac?"
Wan Ru said coldly: "I don't think you are much better than him, you can naturally be calm."
"Are you Chinese people so arrogant?"
"You really talk a lot of nonsense. At this point, you are not as good as Yagyu Sword Maniac, and your character cultivation is far behind him."
"You sharp-tongued person, today I will kill you first, and then I will kill Shen Mengyao and Tang Xiaobao, hum!"
"I'm right here. If you have the ability, come and kill me."
"Okay, let me see what you are capable of!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword behind Miyamoto Juichiro was automatically unsheathed. He held the sword in one hand, put his feet on the ground a little, and then his body came out of the air.
As if she is naturally unfazed, facing the strong, she will not reject anyone who comes. With the dagger in hand, she also cuts through the air.
The distance of a thousand feet is naturally not that far for experts like them. The two swords were swinging together in mid-air.
Then, the two men struck with swords frequently, from the sky to the canyon below.
One is an Eastern swordsman, who has raped the sword for several decades, and the other is the top master of the Divine Sword Sect in the ancient martial arts world, and his cultivation of the Tao is equally profound.
The two men fought in darkness, with exquisite sword moves appearing frequently.
I have to say that Miyamoto Juichiro's swordsmanship is very exquisite, and his fighting consciousness is also very strong.
But Wan seems not bad either.
Her combat experience is not as good as that of Miyamoto Juichiro, but her swordsmanship has reached an extremely high level. She is no longer bound by moves. She relies entirely on her heart to make moves simple and complex.
Do whatever you want, take advantage of every opportunity and never fall into a disadvantage.
The two exchanged hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye, but they were inseparable.
Miyamoto Shiichiro had long since put away his contempt, and his expression began to become horrified. He also sincerely admired Wanru.
A young girl in her twenties, who had been fighting with this master of swordsmanship for so long and still managed to survive, was simply a genius among geniuses.
No wonder she can defeat the Yagyu sword madness!
But he was just shocked.
He is still full of confidence in himself.
Because from the beginning to the end, he has not used his trump card.
It's like I'm getting excited after playing, and my mood is even more exciting.
It is rare to see a master of swordsmanship like Miyamoto Juichiro, the only one he has seen in his life, but now she has become a practitioner long ago, and she is already in the eighth-level golden fairyland. She stands at a different height. Looking at Miyamoto Ben Shishiro didn't find it that amazing.
After practicing for a few years, it is nothing more than this.
However, even though she is a practitioner and has training methods that are irresistible to ordinary people, she still has an extraordinary passion for swordsmanship.
She was very excited to have such a master of swordsmanship come to compete.
The two fought hundreds of moves, but they couldn't decide the winner.
Miyamoto Juichiro has lost his patience.
With a vertical movement of his body, he flew back and quickly landed on the previous peak.
And as if he had a telepathic connection, he also fell back to the top of the mountain.
The two looked at each other across the cliff again, no more than a thousand feet apart.
"Yes, it seems that I have indeed underestimated you."
Miyamoto Juichiro was as proud as before.
Wan Ru said calmly: "It seems that you haven't used your special move yet, and I'm a little impatient to wait."
"Hahahaha, you are very smart. You know that I haven't taken it seriously yet. Since you want to see my unique skills so much, then I will definitely satisfy you. I know that your Chinese country has a very magical swordsmanship called sword control. I don't know. Do you know?"
Miyamoto Juichiro asked.
As if saying: "I know."
"You are a swordsman, so it is normal for you to know, but as far as I know, no one in China can master this unique skill. Today, I will open your eyes and let you appreciate the real art of sword control. , you will die without regrets!"