"What?"
Everyone can't believe their ears.
What did he just say?
Fighting?
Are you kidding?
"Master, are you kidding?"
Kojiro looks puzzled.
Although Yunhao beat him and proved his strength, how can it be worth Shifu's hand?
"You are very strong!"
"I can feel it."
"My sword needs the sharpening of the strong to become stronger. I hope you can fight me."
Middle aged swordsman attitude is very sincere said.
The words are just falling.
Hiss!
There was a sound of cool air.
Kojiro is more like a ghost,
Shifu is serious?
How is that possible?
Only when the master tries his best, can he be serious.
Does his strength make Shifu feel that he must do his best?
Kojiro doesn't know.
He looked at Yunhao with shocked eyes.
Not only him, but also the people who just gathered around to watch the excitement were shocked.
"What's this?"
Yunhao looks puzzled and looks at the middle-aged swordsman. On him, he sees the figure of Kojiro.
No! Maybe this statement is incorrect from the beginning. It should be that Kojiro has the figure of this middle-aged swordsman.
The middle-aged swordsman also looks to Yunhao, his eyes are very serious.
Two, four eyes opposite.
Yunhao did not speak, but looked to master MANET.
Master MANET nodded to him.
"Yes."
Yunhao agreed to come down.
They moved to the martial arts arena of Asakusa shrine.
The martial arts arena of Asakusa shrine is a huge open room. In the room, apart from some calligraphy and paintings on the wall, there is only a table for worshiping swords near the wall, and there is nothing else.
It's very open here. Even if everyone walks into it, there won't be any crowding. They stood in the middle of the arena. The crowd went to the wall and stood, trying to make room for two people.
"If I guess well, you should be Yunhao."
The middle-aged swordsman said suddenly.
"Well!"
Cloud Hao Leng for a while, also did not retort: "I am cloud Hao."
"I won't keep my hands."
The middle-aged swordsman then said, "so please Haojun, show your real strength."
"Are you sure?"
Yunhao some uncertain asked: "since you know my identity, you should know my strength."
"The morning hears a way, the night can die!"
The middle-aged swordsman said firmly: "I hope Haojun doesn't keep his hand."
"All right."
Yun Hao shrugged his shoulders and said that, what else to say, and he also knew that for these people, mercy is the biggest shame.
"What weapon will Haojun use?"
The middle-aged swordsman touched the long sword on his waist and asked.
If Yun Hao is empty handed, he will feel that he won't win. As a warrior, it's immoral to fight against unarmed people.
"No
Yun Hao waved his hand. He is not very good at using weapons.
"I see."
Then, the middle-aged swordsman didn't get tangled. He stepped back and bowed to Yun Hao.
Yunhao has something to learn and has done it again.
Seeing this scene, Kojiro, who had been watching the battle, frowned.
In the face of Shifu, Yunhao asked him not to use any weapons, which made him unhappy.
"Uncle MANET, is he really OK?"
Kojiro looked worried at master Manai and said, "I can feel it. Master is serious."
"Don't worry."
Master MANET said lightly: "your master should not tell you who he is."
"He?"
Kojiro turned to look at Xiang Yunhao, his eyes puzzled, and said: "isn't he your guest? What body can it be... "
He's not finished yet.
The middle-aged swordsman pressed down and held his hands tightly on the handle of the sword. After breathing three times, he suddenly moved forward. The long sword in his hand crossed the scabbard and made a stabbing sound.
A bright light burst out from the scabbard.
The distance between them is only four steps. When the middle-aged swordsman draws his sword, he jumps forward two steps.
Two steps!!
The distance between them is only two steps. With the middle-aged swordsman's arm length, his knife can easily cut off Yun Hao's body.But
Right now.
Yunhao's power burst out, and the virtual shadow of the four doors behind him emerged.
Four huge palms were thrown out of the door and roared at the middle-aged swordsman. Suddenly, the whole martial arts arena was shocked.
The tatami under people's feet was blown out of a big pit, exposing the foundation and soil directly.
Lying trough!!
Kojiro was stunned.
What is the power that he mews?
What happened just now, however, happened between lightning and flint. From his master to Yun Hao, everything was finished in an instant.
All they felt was a strong wind, and a huge hole appeared in the tatami.
"Who is he?"
Kojiro looked at the hole in front of him in shock. Not only he, but almost all the people who saw the hole were filled with this doubt.
Is such emptiness and power really what human beings can do?
If it's so strong
Kojiro was shocked.
"Master!"
He looked in the empty direction, but could see nothing.
Is
He looked frightened.
At this time.
"Cough!"
Not far away came the middle-aged swordsman's voice: "I'm not dead, what's your ghost name?"
"Master?"
When Kojiro saw that his master was safe, he burst into tears and burst into laughter.
"Smile fart, help me up quickly."
The middle-aged swordsman looked at him and said.
"Oh
Kojiro quickly walked over and helped the middle-aged swordsman up.
Then, the middle-aged swordsman walked towards Yunhao.
"This is my sword."
He handed his sword and scabbard to Yun Hao.
When they saw this, they were surprised again.
Kojiro is anxious, a pair of words and stop appearance. But he was just in a hurry and couldn't say anything.
Yun Hao looks at the Japanese sword in front of him with doubts. He doesn't understand what he means. Although he doesn't know Japanese customs, he also knows that for samurai, sword is their life.
He turned to master MANET.
"Since it's from an old friend, you can take it." Master MANET said with a smile.
Seeing this, Yun Hao took the sword.
After all, master MANET will not pit him It should be.
"Hoo
Kojiro was relieved to see him accept it, and the middle-aged swordsman also showed a smile on his face.
For a warrior, the sword is not only his second life, but also his most precious thing. Only when he meets someone who can convince him, he will choose to give the sword to him as a trophy. And Yunhao takes the sword, which means that he has accepted the swordsman's friendship, and they can become friends.
"I know I'm not your opponent, but I still want to challenge, because my sword must go to the strong."
The middle-aged swordsman said solemnly.