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"The performance is over."
When Feng Bujue came to the scene of the martial arts meeting, there happened to be a battle on the ring, but he heard that the bronze lion statue next to the ring was preaching in a tone like the roar of a beast...
"The winner, Yagyu Kenkage. The loser, Sanada Yukimura."
This was a contest that ended in admitting defeat. Sanada couldn't attack for a long time, knowing that he was not as strong as Yagyu, so he chose to give up.
"Senior Yagyu's cultivation is outstanding, and Sanada admires it." After the result was announced, Sanada took half a step forward and bowed to Yagyu.
"Hmm..." Yagyu Kenkage closed his eyes, turned his hands behind his back, and slowly turned around, "I have given in, Sanada-kun." When he stepped off the stage by himself, he did not forget to give the other party a step down in words.
But... To be honest, Liu Sheng is being too polite... All the strong players present can see that Sanada's strength cannot be compared with Liu Sheng's at all. Although Sanada, who dances the spear and sings, is brave and brave, but his realm still stays at the level of holding a weapon and making moves and tangibles. Compared with the "Sword Master", the state of "Sword Master" is far away...
"The next round..." After the two men walked off the martial arts stage, the statue of the reporter continued to read, "by... Heitie Zhenjie, right... Tachibana Ukyo."
The voice fell to the ground, and the two figures walked out of the crowd separately...
The first person to step into the ring wore a light-colored kendo kimono, a black cloak, and a samurai sword on his waist.
He is tall and has a stern face, with long blond and white hair hanging down to the back of his neck; his gestures reveal a domineering demeanor, and just one look is enough to suffocate the opponent.
He is the Black Tie Zhenjie, like a King Kong who will not fall down. In his universe, he is the strongest swordsman who has the title of "Thousand People Slayer". Even when he is suffering from an incurable disease and dying soon, he has not lost a single defeat.
And the person who walked slowly onto the ring after that... was wearing a white kimono, blue pleated trousers (similar to a long skirt, a style of Hanfu, which was introduced to Japan during the Wei and Jin Dynasties), and also wore a samurai Knife.
He was thin and handsome, with long blue hair hanging down his shoulders. His expression is gentle and peaceful, but also reveals a temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away...
He is Tachibana Ukyo, like a rose carved from ice. In his universe, he is a frail and sick genius swordsman. Even though he is plagued by lung disease and his time is approaching, he still walks alone with his sword to find the ultimate flower that grows in the depths of the devil world for the love of his life.
"Damn it..." Feng Bujue, who was standing under the stage, couldn't help complaining as he watched the two people walking up to the martial arts stage one after another, "You actually got these two old and sick ghosts together... This is a good show." .”
Brother Jue is not the only one who is interested in this "drama"... At this moment, all the swordsmen present, such as Twelve Hatreds of Sword Sovereign, Scar of the Wind, Sword Shadow of Liu Sheng, etc., have already felt the two people on stage. The sword intent on a person.
It can be said that a silent, invisible and invisible battle... has already begun.
"Like rain." At this time, among the spectators, a person who always liked to keep silent... spoke up, "What do you think this battle will be like?"
The person who asked this question was Fengzhihen, and his tone seemed like a teacher was testing a student.
"There are only three moves to win or lose, and only one breath to live or die." Ruoyu responded to the other party's question almost without thinking.
"Hmm..." Hearing the words, Feng Zhihen groaned.
The expression on his face didn't change much, and he didn't make any comments on Ruoyu's words, but Ruoyu could feel..."Teacher Feng" was very satisfied with this answer.
While they were talking, the two people on the martial arts stage gradually approached their opponents, and when they reached a very subtle distance, they stopped at the same time.
"Wubaoliu, Heitie Zhensuke." Heitie Zhensuke stood proudly, looking at Tachibana Ukyo, who was slightly shorter than himself, and said.
"God's dream is one sword style, Tachibana Ukyo." Tachibana Ukyo met the opponent's bold eyes with a calm expression, and replied indifferently.
After the two reported their homes, they fell into silence again.
"Not at all affected by my aura, calm as water, scary guy..." A few seconds later, Heitie Zhenjie said such a sentence in his heart.
"The whole body is impeccable, like a sword ghost... As a swordsman, it is fortunate in this life to be able to fight against such a person." Tachibana Ukyo also gave his opponent a very high evaluation in his heart.
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The hands of the two moved towards the hilt of the sword almost at the same moment.
"I have died once." Before making a move, Heitie Zhensuke broke the silence.
"I, too, died once." Tachibana Ukyo continued.
"I did not die by the sword."
"I didn't die by the sword."
"sad."
"Alas."
"In this different space, I got a second chance."
"This time and space gave me a second life."
"I want to defeat Yuan Lu Zhi, and use my sword... to expand the way of unparalleled, and rule the world."
"I want to defeat Yuan Luzhi, correct time and space, and return to my beloved side."
"Those who oppose me... perish."
"Those who stand in my way... die."
That's all for what they said.
From this second, they are no longer "people", but the incarnation of the sword.
Sword chant is their language; sword technique is their wisdom; sword intent is their will.
chirping—
The overlapping sounds of drawing blades out of their sheaths announced the beginning of the battle.
Tachibana Ukyo is a master of Iai (a technique of instantly drawing a sword to kill the enemy).
But seeing his body move, a move [Dream Remnant Light] has been cut out instantly.
On the other side... after the black iron array drew his sword, it remained motionless. The swordsman of "Unparalleled Under Heaven" stared at the miraculous Juhe technique in front of him!
[Take off force], [Tiger wears], two poses in one instant, the second attack comes first.
Ping—
The two swords crossed and the wind and sand blew up, and the two shadows staggered and blood mist rose.
Winning or losing, life and death, all in these three moves and one breath...there is a result.
After a while, the breeze blew past, and the murderous aura dissipated.
Tachibana Ukyo's left lung gushed out blood, because there was already a hole there.
Blood was also sprayed on Heitie Zhensuke's chest, because there was already a cut mark there.
The two swordsmen fell down at the same time.
"The martial arts performance is over." The voice of the bronze lion statue sounded, "The loser, Kurotetsu Jinsuke, Tachibana Ukyo."
In the past few days, there are not many people who have lost both sides in the arena, or even died together, but there are still some...
It's a pity... There is no "tie" in this martial arts meeting. If both of them lose consciousness at the end of the fight, they will be sentenced to lose together.
"Next game..." This time, before the two of them left the ring, the statue proclaimed directly, "Yu... Kuanglong laughed, I didn't realize... crazy." R1152
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