Chapter 2721 The Essence of Iaido
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Chu Yuan, Song Nan, Yi
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Chuntang Yuzui
The Necromancer Only Wants to Plant Trees
Flowers are like smoke, willows are like hearts.
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The Deer and the Cauldron
Shen Linruo Xiaorong
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Han Sanqian, the Proud Son-in-law
Godly Doctor's Legitimate Daughter
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Farewell Mr. Lu
Step aside, let me handle it
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Jiang Beichen disdainfully snorted, "Just a thieving behavior! Our glorious nation always opens its arms to receive talents from all over, and good things are never begrudgingly taught. On the contrary, you Japanese people steal other people's things and claim them as your own, yet have the audacity to insult our ancestors. It is simply disregarding our heritage and lacking shame!"
If someone else says this, Mutou Yaquan will immediately respond with two harsh words.
However, as soon as he sees it is Jiang Beichen speaking, this little mouth immediately shuts up and dares not speak presumptuously anymore.
If you provoke this old man, he probably won't be able to leave today.
The crowd had a surprised expression.
Why does it feel like Mutou Momochika seems a little afraid of this kid?
What's going on?
"Alright!"
At this moment, Long Jian Shangren spoke up, "You're right! The use of concealed weapons originated from our country, and there is no explicit rule stating that they cannot be used in martial arts competitions! Come on, continue! Show me your skills. It's getting late, let's finish this quickly!"
Mutō Momochika sneered, "Indeed, it's time for a quick decision. In the previous round, I've already figured you out quite well. Ryusen Sword Sect, monk? Haha, nothing more than that!"
The master swordsman Long Jian furrowed his eyebrows and couldn't help but raise them. "I nearly took your life with my swordsmanship just now, and yet you dare to boast? Are all you Japanese like dead ducks? Full of empty talk?"
Muto Momochika shook his head and said, "You used swordsmanship, but I have never relied on knife techniques! I have been waiting for your finishing move, but unfortunately, if it's only at the level you just showed, it's truly too poor!"
"You!"
"There is no need for you to be unconvinced, when my knife cuts through your neck, you will naturally understand that I was not lying!"
Swoosh!
Just as the words were spoken, Mutou Bai Chuan disappeared from his original place.
Once again, there were hundreds of figures running on the platform.
Everyone was shocked!
Is it me?
Just now, three duplicates were already frightening enough, and now there are over a hundred duplicates?
Do they all have aggression?
That's absolutely terrifying!
"Shadow Clone Jutsu, Thousand- Kill- Slash!"
A cold drink seemed to come from the void.
As the voice fell, hundreds of figures jumped up in unison, blocking out the sky, drawing their swords and slashing towards Dragon Sword Master's head.
Master Longjian's face changed slightly, and he quickly swung his Crimson Beauty Sword.
Swish swish!
Around him, there were beams of crimson light, forming an impenetrable barrier!
He was unsure whether the opponent's clones were all capable of attacking, so he decided to prioritize defense.
Jiang Beichen couldn't help but shake his head.
The battle between saints is determined by a single thought.
When Longjian chose to defend, a hint of cowardice had already arisen in his heart, and this is the cause of failure.
On the contrary, Mutou Baichuan has been accumulating energy and feigning weakness all along, until this moment, when he completely erupts and pours all his energy and spirit into this move!
One strike equals a thousand strikes!
Perhaps this is the secret of Iaido swordsmanship!
If it's someone at the same level as oneself, one should be cautious, this swordsman is probably more dangerous than lucky.
Indeed!
Swoosh!
In the next second, hundreds of sword shadows flashed at the same time.
Muto Hyakuchu's avatars all disappeared and converged into one in the distance, which was his true body.
At this moment, the Dragon Sword Person stood quietly behind, expressionless on his face.
"Did the master win?"
Many disciples couldn't help their hearts pounding.
Wang Lie had a confident expression on his face, "Of course, the master must have won! Haven't you seen Wu Teng Baichuan? He didn't move a muscle, like a dead person..."
Splash!
The Red Beauty Sword in the hands of Master Long Jian fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Wang Lie's words also abruptly stopped.
Puff!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Master Long Jian suddenly knelt down on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of old blood, the crimson blood staining his white robe, which was quite shocking to the eye!
If someone else says this, Mutou Yaquan will immediately respond with two harsh words.
However, as soon as he sees it is Jiang Beichen speaking, this little mouth immediately shuts up and dares not speak presumptuously anymore.
If you provoke this old man, he probably won't be able to leave today.
The crowd had a surprised expression.
Why does it feel like Mutou Momochika seems a little afraid of this kid?
What's going on?
"Alright!"
At this moment, Long Jian Shangren spoke up, "You're right! The use of concealed weapons originated from our country, and there is no explicit rule stating that they cannot be used in martial arts competitions! Come on, continue! Show me your skills. It's getting late, let's finish this quickly!"
Mutō Momochika sneered, "Indeed, it's time for a quick decision. In the previous round, I've already figured you out quite well. Ryusen Sword Sect, monk? Haha, nothing more than that!"
The master swordsman Long Jian furrowed his eyebrows and couldn't help but raise them. "I nearly took your life with my swordsmanship just now, and yet you dare to boast? Are all you Japanese like dead ducks? Full of empty talk?"
Muto Momochika shook his head and said, "You used swordsmanship, but I have never relied on knife techniques! I have been waiting for your finishing move, but unfortunately, if it's only at the level you just showed, it's truly too poor!"
"You!"
"There is no need for you to be unconvinced, when my knife cuts through your neck, you will naturally understand that I was not lying!"
Swoosh!
Just as the words were spoken, Mutou Bai Chuan disappeared from his original place.
Once again, there were hundreds of figures running on the platform.
Everyone was shocked!
Is it me?
Just now, three duplicates were already frightening enough, and now there are over a hundred duplicates?
Do they all have aggression?
That's absolutely terrifying!
"Shadow Clone Jutsu, Thousand- Kill- Slash!"
A cold drink seemed to come from the void.
As the voice fell, hundreds of figures jumped up in unison, blocking out the sky, drawing their swords and slashing towards Dragon Sword Master's head.
Master Longjian's face changed slightly, and he quickly swung his Crimson Beauty Sword.
Swish swish!
Around him, there were beams of crimson light, forming an impenetrable barrier!
He was unsure whether the opponent's clones were all capable of attacking, so he decided to prioritize defense.
Jiang Beichen couldn't help but shake his head.
The battle between saints is determined by a single thought.
When Longjian chose to defend, a hint of cowardice had already arisen in his heart, and this is the cause of failure.
On the contrary, Mutou Baichuan has been accumulating energy and feigning weakness all along, until this moment, when he completely erupts and pours all his energy and spirit into this move!
One strike equals a thousand strikes!
Perhaps this is the secret of Iaido swordsmanship!
If it's someone at the same level as oneself, one should be cautious, this swordsman is probably more dangerous than lucky.
Indeed!
Swoosh!
In the next second, hundreds of sword shadows flashed at the same time.
Muto Hyakuchu's avatars all disappeared and converged into one in the distance, which was his true body.
At this moment, the Dragon Sword Person stood quietly behind, expressionless on his face.
"Did the master win?"
Many disciples couldn't help their hearts pounding.
Wang Lie had a confident expression on his face, "Of course, the master must have won! Haven't you seen Wu Teng Baichuan? He didn't move a muscle, like a dead person..."
Splash!
The Red Beauty Sword in the hands of Master Long Jian fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Wang Lie's words also abruptly stopped.
Puff!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Master Long Jian suddenly knelt down on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of old blood, the crimson blood staining his white robe, which was quite shocking to the eye!