With a sound of "click", the flying sword directly pierced the corner of the table, and the tip of the sword was inserted into the wooden floor.
"Huh..." Jiuzhi Laisu breathed out slowly, and slowly retracted the knife into the sheath with a gentle movement.
Until this time, Arakawa Kibitu didn't realize it.
His own knife was just hit and flew by Jiu Zhi Lai Qi.
Suddenly, Arakawa Kibitu smiled bitterly, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Sure enough, it is unlikely to win you compared to swordsmanship, Laisu."
Arakawa Kibitu’s voice just fell, and the surrounding samurai began to talk about it with unexpected expressions one by one.
"Kaisu's swordsmanship is indeed excellent."
"Even among all the samurai in the Sifangchuan family, when it comes to swords alone, Kurusu is the best, right?"
"That's why I can be a close guard for Miss Changpu."
"Although Kibitu is also very powerful, it is better than the swordsmanship, but Kurusu is a bit more powerful."
The discussion from the surroundings clearly spread to the ears of Kibitu on the stage, making the bitter smile on Arakawa Kibitu's face even more intense.
Only Kuchi Kurusu himself, as if he hadn't heard the sounds of the samurai around him at all, had an almost cruel expression on his handsome face.
Then, Jiuzhi Rasu said so.
"This level is nothing at all, as long as it is a samurai, it can be achieved, but the recent samurai only use steam guns, forgetting that the sword is our original weapon."
In a word, the lively atmosphere around him instantly cooled down.
The samurai all showed speechless expressions one by one, and didn't know what to say.
Arakawa Kibitu also sighed slightly, and said: "This is also no way. Only with a steam gun can we barely hold the post. With a sword, it is too difficult to deal with Kabane. "
"I know, I don't have any opinion on this situation either." Kuchi Laosu closed his eyes, and said with a calm face: "It's just that this level of swordsmanship is so exaggerated, I feel it myself. A little ashamed."
From the words of Jiuzhi Laixi, everyone heard a feeling from the heart.
Obviously, Kuchi Kakusu highly respected the dignity of the samurai, and didn't want this dignity to be ashamed in his own hands.
Of course, Kuchi Kakusu is not dissatisfied with the situation that the samurai generally use steam guns nowadays.
After all, that was a weapon necessary to deal with Kabane, and Kuchi Kakusu himself would also use it, so naturally he would not reject it.
However, unlike other samurai who relied on steam guns, Kuchi Koussu relied on more than just steam guns.
As a samurai, Kuchi Kakusu believed that only the sword in his hand was his true support.
Therefore, Jiuzhi Lasu didn't have the practice of ruining swordsmanship, and has been honing it all the time.
Therefore, for Jiuzhilaisu, the ten-day martial arts fight is not used to vent, but to test his own achievements, and constantly warn himself not to forget the reminder of swordsmanship.
Arakawa Kibitu knew about this.
So, Arakawa Kibitu smiled, and said to Kuchi Kakusu: "Then I, the loser, will withdraw first, and you can continue."
Jiuzhi Laisu nodded, and when Arakawa Kibitu retreated, he looked around and spoke with a vibrating voice.
"Who came up to fight me?"
This sentence clearly echoed around.
The samurai looked at each other one by one, and finally showed a dry smile.
"I... I don't want it!"
"If it's only better than swordsmanship, we definitely can't compare to Lasu!"
"That's right!"
Seeing the samurai one after another shook their heads, Kuchi Laisu frowned deeply.
At this moment, a voice that was innocent compared to the samurai suddenly sounded.
"Can you go up if you don't know how to use swordsmanship?"
When this voice clearly echoed around, Jiuzhi Laisu was slightly startled, and when he saw the spokesperson in the audience, his originally somewhat cold and serious face couldn't help being stunned.
Not only Kuchi came to Sui, but all the other samurai including Arakawa Kibitu were stunned. The expression on his face was nothing but surprise except surprise.
I saw one hand held high in the audience crowded with samurai.
The owner of the hand is not any samurai known to those present, he is estimated to be under twenty years old, and he is wearing strange clothes.
This is why every samurai present was shocked.
And this person who raised his hand is naturally in the middle.
However, Fang Li had to raise this hand.
Because, at the moment when Kuchi Rasu made a declaration and asked people to take the stage to challenge, the voice of the system rang in his mind.
"No. 11273 triggers a B-level branch mission: Fighting Fighting Club Challenge."
"Quest content: challenge the plot character Jiu Zhilaisu."
"Victory reward: 3000 exchange points."
"Failure penalty: None."
"Note: The level of the side task is determined according to the strength of the main god messenger who accepts the task. The level is divided into six levels from high to low, S, A, B, C, D, and E. The higher the level, the greater the difficulty. For the B-level side missions, the success rate of the main god messenger who accepts the mission is only one tenth."
It was precisely because of this message that Fang Li raised his hand to challenge.
Although the success rate is only one-tenth, there is no punishment for failure anyway, why not try it
It's just that Fang Li's challenge is like a joke to the rest of the people who don't know.
"Isn't this guy the wanderer who started eating here today?"
"A wanderer, actually challenged Laixi?"
"Is this guy looking down on the samurai?"
The eyes of the surrounding samurai at Fang Li gradually became menacing.
Only Kuchi Kakusu and Arakawa Kibitu were the only ones who kept frowning their brows tightly. Although there was no obvious hostility as the samurai around, the look in Fang Li's eyes became a little serious.
"The Fighting Martial Arts is a competition between the warriors sponsored by the Sikatagawa family." Arakawa Kibitu said: "You are not a samurai, are you not eligible to participate?"
"You're just a wanderer." Jiuzhi Rausu said out mercilessly, "Don't let yourself be overwhelmed."
"Really?" Fang Li shrugged, and said directly: "If that's the case, then you can teach me this brat boy."
Hearing this, Jiuzhi Laixu's eyes narrowed.