Chapter 111: Déjà vu?

Test bench.

"Sonorous! sonorous!" "Kube Sanzang's white knife.Yunxue and Yanagi Yuanyuan's Yuanxi exuded the glory of being a knife in the hands of these two, the two fought heartily, without the slightest drag, dodge, counterattack, dodge, counterattack, and then counterattack, guess the trajectory of the opponent's action, hit with one hit, each maneuvered, looking for the most critical moment, and won the game, so far, it can be seen that Kube Sanzang has the upper hand, constantly forcing back Liu Shengyuan, but Liu Shengyuan can also cope with it.

"Beichen Yidaoliu?White Knife.Yunxue?" Canglan Yilong's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Kube Sanzang and Yanagi Shengyuan on the competition table, looked at Haneda Yuki on the side, smiled and said: "Ah Xing, this white knife, Yunxue and your white knife, Zhaoxue just happen to be a pair of twin swords! This kendo competition, this Night Thirteen Lang will be your most respectable opponent! Be careful." ”

Haneda Yuki nodded, and subconsciously clenched the white knife in his hand.Zhaoxue, staring at Kube Sanzang deadly, not moving for a moment, analyzing Kube Sanzang's moves, without the slightest slack, Canglan Yilong was very pleased, and then looked at the test table, but he did feel a little strange, for some reason, on the body of Thirteen Lang in this night, Canglan Yilong saw a familiar scene, very familiar.

Many years ago, the training room.

"Miyamoto-kun, don't be persistent, the so-called two-day first-class has long been no one can learn, why do you keep practicing?"

"Canglanjun, you have your sword path, I have mine, the second day first-class is the glory of my family, I have no reason not to practice him, let alone it. Miyamoto Chizo said and smiled, Canglan Yilong still thinks that it is the most confident smile in the world, you can see from Miyamoto Chizo's smile that the bird's-eye view of the world, the invincible self-confidence of the only one!

"In this world, how can there be a sword technique that I Miyamoto Chizo can't learn? How can it exist? It can't exist!" Miyamoto Chizo roared, Canglan Yilong was stunned, the picture was frozen, the sluggish teenager looked at the teenager in front of him who was practicing hard, the boy's sweat fell on the floor like soybeans, and it seemed that the sound of sweat droplets falling could be heard, and the sound of the wooden knife waving through the air came into his ears, all of which were the teenager roaring, and the self-confidence of this boy who was the strongest swordsman in Japan in the future!

"The right knife, the left knife, yin and yang are combined, two days of sunshine, unparalleled in the world!"

The roar of the old boy seems to be still in his ears, although he is old, but the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, there will always be someone to inherit it, Canglan Yilong smiled with relief.

"It's his disciple! It's really a terrifying talent, this Beichen is a sword stream, there is actually a first-class shadow of two days, this night thirteen lang, just a little bit, you can create your own kendo school, really, the future is terrifying!" Canglan Yilong finished speaking, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the knife of Kube Sanzang left a bloody mark on Liu Shengyuan's face.

Since he can leave a sword mark, he can naturally cut off his head, Kube Sanzang left his hand, and Liu Shengyuan also knew it, the two of them each took three steps back, retreated from the test platform, and the audience instantly resounded with an earth-shattering roar, scorching carnival!

"Awesome! Where is the master of this night Thirteen Lang, this Liu Shengyuan was defeated so quickly!"

"I thought that this competition was only Haneda, the beloved disciple of Master Canglan Yilong, had something to watch, but I never thought that this night Thirteen Lang was also strong!

"This challenge is the right one!"

In the Miyamoto courtyard, Miyamoto Qianzang and Ling Xiaowei were also very surprised, and the most surprised was Miyamoto Qianzang.

"Kube," Miyamoto Chizo softly called the name of Kube Sanzang, and said slowly: "The two-day first-class is to abandon the two-sword school of one-sword flow, but you actually went the opposite way, transforming its two-day first-class two-sword flow into one-sword flow, and it is also combined with the Beichen one-sword flow, yin and yang complement each other, and follow the two-day first-class sword, but you have created a new sword, a one-day first-class sword of your own!"

"It's really worthy of me, my Miyamoto Chizo's apprentice!" Miyamoto Chizo finished speaking, regained his composure, and continued to read.

Kube Sanzo stepped down and returned to the lounge, and Yazenquan was very excited and slapped Kube Sanzo on the shoulder.

"Yes, the move is decisive, and the moves are smooth, but this doesn't seem to be the old man's two-day first-class, right?" Ye Tianquan exclaimed, Kube Sanzang nodded and said modestly: "It's my honor to be recognized by the god-master, this is indeed not the teacher's two-day first-class, but I created it by mistake, and it is still in the run-in stage." ”

"Don't be humble anymore, you have to invite us to dinner!" said Yazen, and Kube Sanzo nodded back.

"It's nature, let's go now. ”

"Okay, okay, Lin Xi, let's go. Ye Qiquan called Lin Xi, and Lin Xi came obediently and followed them.

At the high platform, Canglan Yilong put the note with the name of Kube Sanzang in the winner's wooden box, waved his sleeves, and looked at the competition platform, but found the traces of the three people of Yetianquan, looking at the familiar back, Canglan Yilong dilated his pupils and stood up, Haneda Yuki was shocked, he had never seen such a gaffe teacher.

Ye Tilt Quan also felt that someone was watching him, turned to look at the high platform, Canglan Yilong and Ye Tilt Quan looked at each other.

Canglan Yilong sat down after looking at each other for a long time, and Ye Tianquan also turned his head and walked away, no one knew whether they saw each other clearly, but they seemed to be reunited like this, and recognized each other.

This reminds Canglan Yilong of a sentence: I don't know the geometry of Yan's departure, just now, I suddenly look back, is it familiar?

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Haneda Yuki asked, Canglan Yilong shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"It's really old and confused, the name Night Thirteen Lang appeared, and I didn't even think of this man, it's really old. Canglan Yilong muttered to himself, Haneda Yuki was puzzled and asked.

"Who is the teacher talking about? Is it the Night Thirteen?"

"No, it's the only man who has performed the complete Imperial Sword Technique!" Canglan Yilong said, as soon as he finished speaking, Haneda Yuki seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt from the sky, and instantly held the white sword.

"Complete, Gojin Sword Technique?" Haneda repeated.

Miyamoto Garden.

"Ding, ding!" the phone rang, and Miyamoto Chizo picked it up.

"Moxi Moxi?" Miyamoto Chizo asked, but no one responded, "Moxi Moxi!" asked again, but there was still no one, Miyamoto Chizo felt curious, suddenly, Miyamoto Chizo felt a cold on his back, and broke out in a cold sweat, always feeling that there was something terrifying looking at him thousands of miles away, Miyamoto Chizo put down the phone, the fear was very strange and familiar.

"Mr. Miyamoto, what's wrong? Who called?" Ling Xiaowei asked, Miyamoto Chizo shook his head.

"It's nothing, someone made a mistake. Miyamoto Chizo said, but he lowered his head and clenched his hands.

"Maybe it's my delusion. Miyamoto said.

The call, as if it had come from an evil spirit from hell, was filled with a terrifying aura............

Hideyoshi Akai was wearing a scarlet kimono, holding the telephone cord and shaking the phone head, and when the phone head was no longer shaking, Akai Hideyoshi shook it again, and the cycle continued.

"Slow breeze, fast, fast?" Akai Hideyoshi said, suddenly letting go of his hands, the phone head fell to the ground, a red light flashed, and the wooden table where the phone was placed split in two!

"It's really a leisurely breeze coming slowly......." Hideyoshi Akai is like a master of singing for this second, and his voice is perfect.

"It's so fast!"

"Miyamoto Chizo!" Akai Hideyoshi suddenly scolded, instantly furious, but then regained his composure and chanted again.

"The breeze is coming, it's fast, it's fast, it's ........"

"Hurry, hurry......."

What a living madman.