As the woman left, Tang Ze waited quietly. After all, Miyamoto didn't know anyone.

Looking at the furnishings in the room, it's more elegant. There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging. Take a closer look at Tang Yin's works. Are they true or false?

Miyamoto people like this?

As the curtain opened, three men appeared.

One of them is just the handsome guy.

But for Tang Ze, these are three strangers.

"Tang sang, yo Rosie." the leading man bowed 30 ° with the two behind him.

Tang Zedu was a little embarrassed. He bowed when he came, and my murderous spirit was scattered.

"Sit down, don't mention it." Tang Ze greeted the three people like the owner of the house.

Three men sat opposite tangze, and the maid brought all the hot pot ingredients.

"Tang sang, my name is Miyamoto Changjin. I'm the housekeeper of Miyamoto's family."

Tang Ze looked at the fat man in front of him. He was just a housekeeper. He thought he was at least three heads of the family.

The palace family is very tonal.

"Where's your master?" Tang Ze asked.

"The master is busy. He asked me to receive Tang sang and discuss the competition. These two are the warriors sent by our side."

Tang Ze also smiled. It seems that their master despised people and sent a housekeeper out.

Miyamoto Changjin smiled and said, "this is the warrior of our Miyamoto family. His name is Miyamoto Qiaolong. This is Takeo Shangquan."

This handsome guy was originally called Miyamoto Qiaolong. As for Shangquan Wufu, he is not so handsome. He is even a little short. It seems that he doesn't have one meter seven. He also has many pockmarks on his face, which forms a huge contrast with Miyamoto Qiaolong.

But Tang Ze is not judging people by their appearance. Those who can be selected by the two candidates to fight with themselves are the best.

"Tang sang, when do you think it's better to duel?"

Tang Ze didn't directly say, "just decide."

"That's OK. Tang sang had a competition before and needed a rest. Let's take it in half a month."

After half a month, Tang Ze felt that he could return to his original state: "yes, half a month later."

"The venue is provided by our palace family, but we can't investigate the consequences of the competition."

"Of course, the sword has no eyes."

After finalizing the time and place, Tang Ze stood up and said, "I don't want to eat. There's something else."

Miyamoto did not retain the towel: "send you."

Tang Ze left Miyamoto's house very smoothly and sat in taishu kawasi's car.

"So fast."

Tang Ze was also surprised. He felt that the house was like possessed by evil spirits. Everyone was very Yin. It was like watching a curse. He was numb all over and wanted to leave immediately.

"Well, it's just a simple exchange and looked at the opponent."

"How's it going? Is it good?"

Tang Ze nodded: "it's more powerful than I thought."

Looking at Tang Ze's frown, taishu Chuanjing is also a little worried. If Tang Ze wins, it's actually a good thing for his family. If he loses, it's not a good thing.

In Miyamoto residence.

After sending Tang Ze, Miyamoto returned to the room and stood respectfully beside Miyamoto Qiaolong: "second childe, the man has gone."

Miyamoto Qiaolong held the brush and drew the last stroke. Two words were written on the rice paper.

Tang Ze

But I soon drew one ×。

"What a handsome man." Miyamoto Qiaolong showed a gentle smile, but it gave people a gloomy feeling. Shangquan Wufu, who sat drinking tea, frowned. He didn't like Miyamoto Qiaolong's character, and he didn't like his face, and of course Tang Ze's face.

Therefore, Shangquan Wufu disdained to say, "it's enough for me to give this man. With a knife like Danyang, I can cut him into 99 pieces."

"That's a pity. It's hard to see a man with a face comparable to mine." Miyamoto Qiaolong's tone is enchanting. He pulls his sleeve with his right hand and continues to write with his left hand. He is still left-handed.

Shangquan Wufu snorted coldly, "whatever you want, I'll be the first to play."

"Whatever you want."

"Hum, he can't even beat Chiba zhao'er without Chuanjing's knife." then he left.

Miyamoto Qiaolong didn't say anything and finished writing the words in his hand.

Kill!

Look at this word, but I can't feel any murderous spirit. It's a little delicate.

"His name is like a man, a martial artist." Miyamoto Qiaolong was deeply despised.

"Yes, everything is not enough to fear in front of you, second childe."

Miyamoto Qiaolong laughed softly after hearing this, which made Miyamoto Changjin, the housekeeper, quickly bow his head, and the flattery was on the horse's hoof.

"It's a disgrace to the Empire to be stirred up by the Chinese people."

Bang.

Miyamoto Qiaolong's problem actually exposed the table. The terrible explosive force is amazing.

Tang Ze is afraid to meet a real opponent this time. No matter Gong Ben, Qiao long or Shangquan Wufu, they are the leaders of the younger generation. There is no doubt about their strength and terror.

Tang Ze, who returned to the villa, relieved the two women as long as they could come back safely.

"What! You hit two!!!" Ivana was stunned and didn't want to point her face. Even if you are local, you can't do it like this. It's a shame.

"Let's stop fighting and go back." Yu Ximei began to shout to go back again.

Tang Ze gave a hand: "don't worry, elder martial brother should be here soon. He sent me weapons. With this knife, my winning rate will be increased by half."

Just after saying that, Tang Ze's cell phone rang, and then ran out to meet his senior brother immediately.

"Younger martial brother."

"Senior brother."

When the martial brothers met, they were in tears.

However, when Li Honghui saw Ivana and Yu Ximei who followed him, he whispered, "younger martial brother, Jinwucangjiao."

"I hid two."

Li Honghui almost didn't spit blood. He hid two. Younger martial brother, you can say that. It's a blow.

"You're not afraid to be discovered by Xiao Li. How dare you?" Li Honghui muttered. Be careful not to steal chicken and eat rice.

"Didn't you teach it, senior brother?"

"When did I teach you? Don't throw the pot."

Tang Ze said in a tone similar to that of his senior brother, "in those days, many Bai Fumei pursued me and were rejected by me. If God gave me another chance, I would accept them all."

"I was joking." Li Honghui was speechless, which you remember.

"Alas, elder martial brother, I took your joke seriously. It's your fault that I have become so bad."

"I'll go, you're really a scum man." Li Honghui thumbed up, you're awesome.

After teasing, Tang Ze said excitedly, "let me see the knife quickly."

"Here, good knife."

Tang Ze took off the wrapped gray cloth strip, and the killing Kunwu knife was exposed in front of him. The blade was cold in the moonlight.

"Good knife." Tang Ze couldn't put it down when he held it.

Li Honghui said with a smile, "the master said, if you win, you'll get it."