Neat shouts came from the dojo. Hundreds of young men in samurai uniforms were practicing chopping on the grass. Behind them was an open archery dojo, with many beautiful young women pulling bows.
Those who are taller take turns shooting arrows with their bows.
"Da da da..."
Two fast horses came running from outside the dojo. The leader, Zhao Guanren, was very dazzling in his red robe, and the female grandmaster who followed was equally cool and stern. The young people in the dojo stopped one after another, including the experienced masters who also narrowed their eyes.
eyes.
"Shua~"
Zhao Guanren suddenly jumped up from his horse and shot directly at the Kyudo Gym with a super pretentious attitude. Many young people exclaimed. Zhao Guanren also succeeded in pretending and landed steadily outside the gym, pressing his hand.
The soul-killing sword walked up the stairs in a swaggering manner.
"Sir! Why are you here..."
Shimazu Kasumi hurriedly ran over with small steps, and knelt down by the door in an orderly manner. She also put on a kyudo uniform, a white dress with a pleated black skirt, which was actually a plagiarized right-hem white dress with a drag strip.
, a piece of calfskin is tied to the chest to prevent bowstring damage.
"Let me see my two ladies..."
Zhao Guanren walked up and raised one foot. Jiachun gently helped him take off his two official boots and put them aside neatly. Shimazu Akino also ran out from the back hall. The little girl knelt down with a blushing face and said hello.
But she and Jiachun are not sisters, but niece and aunt.
"Hello, Your Excellency, I am the gym leader Sakai Miyama..."
A gray-haired old man stepped forward and bowed. Not far away, a group of cold-faced middle-aged people were kneeling. Of course, it was not just the Shimadzu family. The Japanese forces were composed of countless large and small families, as well as various gangs and clubs. Zhao Guanren was not convinced.
There are also many people there.
"I have met you all! I am Guanren of the Zhao family, whose courtesy name is Yunxuan..."
Zhao Guanren raised his hand and said something in Japanese that he had just learned. Naturally, he came here for this group of people. If you want to surrender a group of people, it is not just a matter of marriage. This group of people is engaged in a movement to restore the samurai. On the surface, it is a belief, but in fact, in their hearts
Everyone has a high-spirited butcher knife.
"I heard that you are very brave, could you please give me some advice..."
A burly bearded man stood up. Although modern Japanese are much taller, Zhao Guanren, with his height of 1.83 meters, almost stood out from the crowd. The bearded man stood up suddenly to prove that they also have big men.
.
"Haha~ Junko, please help me translate. I can listen or speak..."
Zhao Guanren helped Jiachun and Qiuno up, held their hands and said with a smile: "We will be our own people soon. I don't take it seriously if I give you advice. It's okay to open your eyes, but I still ask you to perform it first so that we can
Let me see your level!"
"Okay! Let's demonstrate kyudo first..."
The bearded man clapped his hands proudly. Zhao Guanren hugged Qiuno's waist and sat cross-legged in the middle of the gym. Shimazu Qiuno shyly said: "Sir! Please, please don't do this. We are not married yet.
The elders are watching too!"
"You are miserable! I am such a domineering person..."
Zhao Guanren smiled and said something in English. Qiuno could only bite his lip and say nothing, and all the apprentices knelt and sat on both sides. However, he also had to admire their attitude. In the cold weather, both men and women only wore single clothes, and there were no clothes on their feet.
Just a pair of white socks.
"It's embarrassing!"
A middle-aged man came forward with a bow and a bow. The left half of his body was naked. He took a deep breath and stood at the edge of the gym. He nocked an arrow, bent the bow to the level of his ears, and aimed at fifty meters away.
He shot three arrows at a straw target, and all of them hit the red heart.
"Okay! So damn slow and accurate..."
Zhao Guanren clapped his hands vigorously and shouted, and there was warm applause in the field. The middle-aged man turned around and bowed with a proud face. Generally, archery studios shoot at a target of 25 meters. It is not easy to hit the target at 50 meters.
, every arrow will hit the red heart, which is enough for him to be proud of.
"Hong'er! Show your skills to them, don't use your mysterious energy..."
Zhao Guanren waved happily
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He waved his hand, and his shooting skills could not achieve the crushing effect, but the female grandmaster he brought was different. She looked like she was only in her thirties, but in fact she was already nearly fifty, and she was still serious.
The number one female martial artist in the previous dynasty.
"Do you have a hard bow? I can't use something with cotton..."
The female grandmaster took the bow and pulled it gently, and it broke with a "click". The faces of the group of Japanese all changed. After some exchanges, the bearded man went to the back hall to get a clear bow in person.
It was also emphasized that this was an antique worth 100,000 US dollars.
"A ritual bow? Forget it, just make do with it..."
The female grandmaster took the Qing Gong with some disgust, picked three cone-headed arrows and clamped them in her left hand. However, she did not step forward and suddenly kicked up the iron pot on the tea seat. The iron pot flew high into the air.
At the same time, she actually shot the iron pot away with an arrow.
"Dangdangdang~"
There were three crisp sounds almost at once. The Japanese didn't even see what was going on. The black iron kettle was nailed to the target. It turned out that the first arrow shot the kettle out, the second arrow changed its direction, and the third arrow shot out the kettle.
He shot through the iron kettle and hit the target, but all three arrows hit the center of the bullseye.
"..."
A group of Japanese people were stunned with their mouths open, including Zhao Guanren, who was also dumbfounded. No one dared to show off their skills on the battlefield. He had never seen Wu Zhuangyuan show off, so he didn't expect him to be so awesome. Fortunately, he didn't take action.
, otherwise it would be a huge shame.
"Okay! Although it's a little worse than me, I'm still pretty good. I'll get lots of rewards when I go back..."
Zhao Guanren quickly jumped up and boasted. The female grandmaster was not unconvinced by him at all. She turned around and bowed with joy. The Japanese even stood up and applauded. They were impeccable in this regard. If they were inferior to others, they would simply admit defeat.
"Your Excellency! We want to discuss swordsmanship with you. Both parties are not allowed to use supernatural powers..."
The bearded man walked up holding a bamboo knife. Even a fool could see that the female grandmaster was not simple. Her little arms were thicker than the girl's calves. However, Zhao Guanren, the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked easier to bully. He would definitely be the one without the use of superpowers.
Waste wood.
"Qiuno! How about you come and play with me..."
Zhao Guanren took the bamboo sword and looked at Qiuno. Qiuno was wearing kendo protective clothing. She jumped up and accepted it happily. But just as she was about to get the helmet, Zhao Guanren waved his hand and said: "No! My husband will not hurt you, but
As long as you touch my clothes, you win!"
"Don't underestimate me, I'm very powerful..."
Qiuno waved her bamboo sword cutely and bowed politely. Zhao Guanren took off the soul-killing sword and threw it to the female grandmaster. He waved to her with a smile. Qiuno immediately gave a sweet shout and struck with the sword again in an instant.
Change direction.
"Oh~ It's so amazing, so dazzling..."
Zhao Guanren easily leaned over and dodged. He had never seriously learned any sword skills, but just like what he had said about Shen Qingwen before, he was definitely no match for Shen Qingwen in sparring, but if he fought for his life on the battlefield, he could kill him Ten Shen Qingwen.
"ah!"
Qiuno continued to chop unconvinced, but Zhao Guanren turned around very quickly and stabbed the middle of her butt with the knife, making her scream "Ah", her face turned red and she cursed shamelessly, and the eldest lady's temper suddenly broke out. He used all his strength to attack again.
"Kiss me!"
Zhao Guanren suddenly turned sideways and sent her bamboo knife flying out. At the same time, she stretched out her foot to sweep. Qiuno screamed and fell backwards, but she happened to fall into Zhao Guanren's arms, just like the hero and heroine in a romance film. , Zhao Guanren looked down at him.
"Threat wheat (no)!"
Qiuno looked at him with a blushing face, and her mouth was immediately kissed hard. Qiuno punched him sweetly, covered her mouth and knelt down in the corner, causing the young people to burst into laughter. Only Shimazu Kasumi clenched his fists coldly.
"Your Excellency! Please give me your advice..."
The bearded man finally came on stage in person. After bowing to each other, there was a thunderous attack. The attack speed was so fast that it put ordinary warriors to shame. Even the female grandmaster praised: "
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This stupid big guy really has a lot of skills, and he has fifth-grade skills without the help of Xuan Qi!"
"Pa bang bang..."
The two bamboo knives struck each other for more than twenty times. The two of them were moving quickly, and Zhao Guanren was also passively defending. But anyone who knows how to do it could see that Zhao Guanren was not only carrying his right hand behind his back, but also using his left hand. Holding the bamboo knife, it is obviously deliberately giving way to the bearded man.
"middle!"
Zhao Guanren suddenly turned around and squatted on one knee. The bamboo knife he held behind his back was thrust out from behind him. The bearded man was struck in the air with the knife. The force was too great and he had no time to close the knife. When he looked down in shock, he saw that the bamboo knife had already stabbed him in the heart. If it were a real sword, he would be heartbroken.
"I, I lost! Thank you for your advice..."
The bearded man took two steps back with a pale face and bowed deeply towards Zhao Guanren. The other people who were eager to try were also completely convinced and applauded vigorously.
"Everyone! It doesn't matter whether we win or lose, this is just a discussion between family members..."
Zhao Guanren turned on the external playback function of his watch and said sadly: "But I saw that your beautiful home has been poisoned by a group of white people. You dare not even come out of the valley. I am really heartbroken. This is mine." My wife’s hometown, our children’s paradise!”
"Alas~"
A group of Japanese people sighed. They must have never watched the live broadcast. The words "family" brought them closer. Zhao Guanren spoke passionately for more than ten minutes. A group of middle-aged people shed tears on the spot, and the young people howled. He screamed and wanted to rush out and fight the white people for his life.
"Everyone in your family must take care of your health. We will definitely be able to take back the city and drive away the invaders..."
Zhao Guanren had someone take out a small box of vaccines and distributed them to his "family members" one by one. Many people were moved to tears again. Finally, at their strong request, the Shimadzu patriarch came in person. Invited the Shimadzu family heirlooms out.
"Oh~"
Zhao Guanren let out an exaggerated exclamation. When he opened an exquisite wooden cabinet, a pair of black and red lacquer armor appeared. The helmet came with a red ghost face, a pair of mighty golden horns on the top of his head, and cirrus clouds painted in gold. The brim of his hat looks like a daimyo-level heirloom armor.
"No! This is too expensive. Although I like it very much, I can't have it..."
Zhao Guanren stepped forward with his left hand and kept stroking it, and kept swinging his right hand, but the bearded man knelt down and shouted: "Please wear this armor of your ancestors. Only you can lead us to retake the city, rebuild our home, and restore our country."
The honor of the Shimazu family, please!"
"Please!"
Both men and women knelt down. Zhao Guanren squeezed out a few tears and said emotionally: "We are all victims in the face of disaster. As long as everyone is willing to fight side by side with me, I will definitely let the glory of the Shimadzu family rise to the sky and live up to the sky."
I am worthy of your kindness, Junko! Qiuno! Wear armor for this king!"
"Hai!"
The aunt and nephew immediately stood up and stepped forward, took off their dragon robes with their own hands, and put on the armor devoutly. Unexpectedly, Zhao Guanren was much taller than the stalwart Shimazu ancestor, and the breastplate looked like a navel-baring jacket. In the end, he just chose it from other armors.
A few pieces were removed, making him look domineering and mighty.
"ha!"
Zhao Guanren suddenly pulled out the Japanese sword in his waist and cut off the pillar of the house with one blow. The powerful force value shocked the audience again. When he raised the sword high and shouted, he didn't know what the declaration meant.
People of all generations kowtowed and cried, shouting that their ancestors had returned.
"Master! What did you burn? This is too high-spirited..."
Song Qian hid on the sidelines and peeked in confusion. Shen Qingwen laughed and said: "Rosemary! It can make people's blood flow, but once it gets to their heads, just like Yun Xuan said, I hope to kill everyone here.
Or be beaten to death by you all! Haha~"
"Long live! Long live! Long live..."
The people in the gym shouted long live, and a group of white soldiers were basking in the sun at the camp. When they heard the noise for no reason, they felt that there was a murderous aura surging towards them...