Ichiro Karasawa's resolute face showed incomparable confidence in his eyes. He looked directly at Wan Yunting and said: "Your current Chinese martial arts are only suitable for physical exercise, but in actual combat, our Bushido can beat you a hundred times!"
"hehe."
Wan Yunting smiled, and when he saw Ichiro Karasawa, his eyes became sharp and menacing, and he said coldly: "The mention of the samurai spirit of your island country reminds me of your original war of aggression!"
Ichiro Karasawa looked calm and said: "You Chinese people have always hated us islanders."
"Yes, this is hatred from the bottom of my heart. As a Chinese, I can't forget it. I even think that if I have the chance, I will kill you islanders to avenge the martyrs!"
Wan Yunting looked directly at him with a sharp gaze. This is the hatred that every Chinese person has for the islanders.
So now there was a boiling fire in Wan Yunting's heart, but he still asked: "But before fighting, I want to know if my brother is here?"
Ichiro Karasawa shook his head and saw that his crossed hands pulled out two samurai swords from his waist. Facing Wan Yunting in front of him, he said calmly: "They said that a strong martial artist came from China to invite me.
Come and kill you!"
"hehe…"
Wan Yunting smiled, knowing that the people behind the Qunlong Group would definitely not let him see Jiang Wenhao so easily.
"They were right!"
Wan Yunting looked provocatively at Ichiro Karasawa, who was holding a knife in both hands, and said with a smile: "As for whether you can kill me, I don't know."
Ichiro Karasawa's eyes darkened. He held the samurai sword tightly in both hands. He was barefoot and stepped out with his right foot in a straight horse stance. Then he held the sword in his left hand and raised it across his head, while holding the sword in his right hand, he lowered it sharply.
His eyes were locked on Wan Yunting, as if locking on a prey, and he said: "I am looking forward to your Chinese Kung Fu!"
"Okay."
Wan Yunting grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pulled out the Tai Chi sword with a swipe. The blade shone coldly under the light. He let go of his left hand and dropped the scabbard. He picked it up with his left foot, and the scabbard fell on the instep and then gently
Put it on the ground.
Wan Yunting threw out two sword flowers with his right hand. He felt this relatively light Tai Chi sword. Although its forging process was refined and its blade shone like a mirror, it was extremely sharp. However, it was still not as sharp as Wan Yunting's previous one in the valley.
Obtain Senior Kang Guangling's Junzi Sword Comparison.
"Then I'll let you experience the swordsmanship of Chinese Kung Fu, come on!"
Wan Yunting took two steps forward and opened his stance slightly. He held the sword in his right hand and waved it slightly. He smiled provocatively at Karasawa Ichiro in front of him and signaled him to make the first move.
Karasawa Ichiro's eyes were calm and sharp. He looked at Wan Yunting carefully. Although he could feel that this young man had kung fu, he didn't know how deep it was. But seeing him being so provocative made Karasawa Ichiro slightly angry.
After all, as the president of the Dual Sword School, he has fought invincible opponents all over the United States. There are countless people who want to join his sect. Now being provoked by a Chinese young man, Karasawa Ichiro no longer hesitates and immediately uses his right foot.
With a sudden kick, he held the sword in both hands and was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Wan Yunting and slashed at him with the samurai sword in both hands...
when!
Wan Yunting waved the Tai Chi sword in his hand to block, and the blade of the sword and Karasawa Ichiro's blade pulled out a flash of sparks. In an instant, he twisted his waist, holding the knife in both hands, turned around, as fast as lightning, and a cold light flashed towards Wan Yunting.
Cut it over...
In an instant, the sound of metal and stone clashing between swords resounded throughout the space. Wan Yunting retreated to defend, and the long sword in his hand changed in many ways, constantly resisting the swordsmanship of Ichiro Karasawa's double swords...
It has to be said that as the youngest and most talented master of the dual sword style in the island country, Ichiro Karasawa is definitely a first-class sword master in terms of sword skills, speed, strength, and body skills.
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In particular, he is also a master of internal kung fu. Qi is infused into the samurai sword. Every time Ichiro Karasawa cuts the sword, he can cut through the air and make a humming sound. Only martial arts masters can see his sword with the naked eye.
The sword energy released by the katana has a lethal range of ten centimeters.
In other words, if you place an apple and Ichiro Karasawa swings his sword to chop it, the apple will be split open with the energy of the sword at a distance of ten centimeters.
But unfortunately, this time Ichiro Karasawa's opponents are not those old Chinese masters who only know three-legged cat kung fu and come to the United States to open martial arts schools to teach.
Nowadays, many people in China who claim to be Hongquan masters, Xingyiquan masters, etc. are not good at martial arts, so they learned Three-legged Cat Kung Fu, and then came to the United States to open martial arts schools to teach these locals to learn Chinese Kung Fu.
Therefore, when Ichiro Karasawa carried his double sword style to the United States, he often competed with the so-called Chinese Kung Fu masters, and almost all of them were defeated by his samurai sword.
Therefore, Karasawa Ichiro is full of contempt and disdain for Chinese Kung Fu. He knows that there are still strong martial arts masters in China, but he thinks they are very few.
Wan Yunting looked calm, with a smile on his face. He kept waving the Tai Chi sword in his right hand and stepped back calmly with his feet. It seemed as if he was being pressed down by Ichiro Karasawa, but in fact Wan Yunting tried to test him by retreating.
With a sudden effort, he slashed in front of him with a knife. Wan Yunting stepped back, and saw that the jacket on his chest was instantly cut open by the force of Ichiro Karasawa's knife...
when!
Wan Yunting used Qi to infuse the Tai Chi sword. He pulled his right hand inwards and thrust towards Ichiro Karasawa. In an instant, Qi condensed on the tip of the sword. With a bang, a sword Qi directly hit Ichiro Karasawa who was resisting with his samurai sword at the same time.
Zhen stepped back for several steps, until he suddenly kicked his left foot to the ground before he stabilized his figure. Suddenly, Karasawa's eyes widened, his brows furrowed, and he looked at Wan Yunting in front of him with a look of surprise and solemnity.
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Wan Yunting pulled the coat on his chest with his left hand and was cut open by his sword, but the shirt inside was not damaged because the step he took just now was calculated. He looked up at Ichiro Karasawa and said with a smile:
"The sword energy is released, it seems that your martial arts realm should be at the early stage of Dan Jin!"
At this time, Karasawa Ichiro put away his previous contempt, held the katana tightly with both hands, looked at Wan Yunting intently, and said: "I underestimated you, your swordsmanship is powerful, you should be at the same level as me.
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"Well, that's right."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded, not bothering to tell him that he was actually in the middle stage of martial arts pill strength, and at the same time, he was vaguely entering the late stage.
After all, Li Shuyun and Lu Xiaodie had been pulling them into crazy double cultivation exercises before. Although they were unable to break through to the late stage of Dan Jin, their internal energy increased a lot.
Ichiro Karasawa nodded, but this time he became serious and said: "They didn't lie to me. You are indeed a strong man in Chinese martial arts. You are worthy of being my opponent. So, what is your name?"
Seeing Ichiro Karasawa with a serious face and sincerely asking for his name, Wan Yunting couldn't help but laugh sarcastically. Suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly and two sharp rays of light shot out. He kicked off with his right toe and held the sword in his right hand.
He rushed towards Karasawa Ichiro and said, "Beat me first and then talk."
Faced with him taking the initiative to attack with his sword, Karasawa Ichiro did not dare to be careless. He held the sword in both hands, and with the force of his feet, using the power of twisting at the waist and the energy infused into the double sword, he slashed out diagonally with the double sword technique.
Resist Wan Yunting's stabbing sword...
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
Suddenly there was a flash of swords, and the sound of the collision resounded, and the forty members of the Double Sword School knelt on both sides, each with their eyes wide open, staring attentively at Wan Yunting and Karasawa Ichiro who were fighting. They put their hands on each other.
The two swords on his waist seemed ready to strike at any time.
At the same time, the black people outside the glass door were also lying outside the door and watching with wide eyes. One black man exclaimed: "Oh, my, is this Chinese Kung Fu? This is much more exciting than watching Chinese action movies..."
brush!
The long sword swept across. Karasawa Ichiro bent his back and watched Wan Yunting's sword sweep across in front of him. The tip of his left samurai sword was on the ground. Suddenly he kicked his feet in the air, but Wan Yunting was struck by Wan Yunting's sword.
Ting dodged to avoid it, and then used a spinning sword technique to lift it to the ground, and swung it towards the waist of Karasawa Ichiro, whose body was still in mid-air...
The speed was so fast that Ichiro Karasawa's eyes widened and he twisted his body 360 degrees in the air. The katana in his right hand blocked Wan Yunting's sword, but as soon as his feet landed on the ground, he sprinted forward.
Wan Yunting came and turned his left hand into a palm. Taking advantage of Tang Zeyirou's lack of time to react, he hit him hard on the chest...
puff…!
A mouthful of blood spat out from Karasawa Ichiro's mouth. He flew backwards as if he had been hit by a car. He sat on the ground with a plop, then rolled back twice before lying directly on the ground, but his
Both hands were still tightly holding the two samurai swords.
As a swordsman, no matter what the situation, you must never let the knife leave your hand...
"President..."
With the sound of a brush, forty members on both sides immediately stood up, drew out their swords, and quickly blocked Wan Yunting, while also protecting Karasawa Ichiro.
puff…
Two members helped Ichiro Karasawa up, but he vomited out another mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale. He felt as if his sternum had been cracked open by Wan Yunting's palm, and he was in severe pain.
His whole body trembled violently. He raised his round eyes and looked at Wan Yunting, who was surrounded by club members. Tang Zeyilang showed an incredibly shocked look...
"kill!"
A young club member who was guarding Ichiro Karasawa held a samurai sword tightly in both hands. As he roared, other club members around him immediately swung their samurai swords to kill Wan Yunting...
For a moment, the shadow of the sword flashed out, and the sound of clanking swords resounded throughout the space, accompanied by screams, the thumping sound of Kazuto falling to the ground, and the clang sound of samurai swords falling on the ground. Blood sprayed, and arms stretched across the ground.
Fei, in less than a minute, more than a dozen members fell to the ground, holding their stumps and broken arms, wailing and screaming...