Or maybe it's two shadows that ordinary people can't see clearly.

It's just that the position has changed, from opposing to facing back!

Chiba Shichiro stood where Fu Jingyu was standing just now!

Fu Jingyu also stood in the position of Chiba Shichiro just now.

They turned their backs on.

Then, everything stands still.

This scene, for the people on the top of the mountain, is like watching a movie.

It's just fantastic.

It was also at this time that the figures of the two of them became clear in people's eyes, and they were no longer vague figures.

Seeing them standing with their backs to each other, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

Who won?

Tick!

Tick!

An inaudible sound came from the ground.

It was the sound of blood dripping from the sword to the ground.

The long sword was held in the hand of Chiba Shichiro.

Blood was dripping from the sword in his hand.

This means that Fu Jingyu is injured.

And the long sword in Fu Jingyu's hand did not have the slightest trace of blood, compared to Chiba Shichiro's, it was extremely clean.

Not only that, but the short coat on his body was brown with blood on his chest.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

Could it be that the one who won was this Fuso swordsman?

The Dragon Emperor's face was also extremely solemn.

As powerful as him, at the last moment, he just saw the long swords in the hands of the two of them, both stabbing each other.

But who stabbed who stabbed whom, who had the upper hand, he did not see clearly.

Although he was very confident in Fu Jingyu, when he saw this scene, his heart still tugged.

Qin Buji was even more unbearable.

He saw the blood on Fu Jingyu's chest, and his face turned pale.

No way!

There is absolutely no way the old man will lose to this little devil.

No way!

Everyone was extremely nervous, waiting for the result.

Fu Jingyu finally made a move, he slowly turned around, looked at Chiba Shichiro, and said in an extremely heavy voice: "Why?"

Only he knew that the sword that the other party stabbed into his heart just now finally changed its position and turned a stab into a slash!

"More than twenty years ago, I lost to you!" Chiba Shichiro didn't turn around, still with his back to Fu Jingyu.

His voice was soft, with a hint of reluctance and a hint of relief.

"That's the reason?" Fu Jingyu asked.

"Huaxia is too powerful, and the warriors here are much stronger than Fusang. ”

Chiba Shichiro sighed and said: "More than twenty years ago, I came from the east with great ambition, trying to conquer this country with Fuso Supreme Kendo, but unfortunately, I was defeated by you before I could take that step!"

"Now, I set foot in Huaxia again, and I want to fight you again, but just before, I saw a young man who is even more outstanding than you, that is, your disciple, he is so good, I don't know how many such geniuses there are in Huaxia, such as Ji Ruhu of the Ji family, and the woman who was dressed in white and holding a flying fish just now, she should not have appeared in Huaxia, let alone walked with your disciple. ”

"Now with them, I feel a kind of despair! Because I am defeated in your hands, I still have hope, I hope that I can come with a sword in the future and wash away the shame with blood, but, with them in Huaxia, I am desperate, because I Fusang martial arts world, this kind of genius, my kingdom has no one, and it is really unfair for God to treat us!"

"So, this is your choice?" Fu Jingyu's voice carried a hint of annoyance.

"You can't blame me!"

Chiba Shichiro laughed miserably and said, "You don't know, I'm in Fuso, I am regarded as a god by those young people, they treat me as their hope, this is very scary, I know very well, I am not their hope!"

"I will only bring an illusory psychological comfort to their hearts, which can deceive them, paralyze them, and make them look forward to me, thinking that I can one day bring back honor and victory for them!"

"The consequences are terrible, I can't let them continue like this, so I have to break the hope in their hearts and let them know that I am not their hope, their hope can only be themselves!"

Hearing this, Fu Jingyu let out a sigh and turned into a long sigh.

He can understand Chiba Shichiro's helplessness and pain.

If I were to be myself, maybe I would choose the same way.

From this point of view, Chiba Shichiro is a strong man worthy of his respect.

Chiba Shichiro clutched his throat and coughed lightly twice, and the red blood instantly stained his palms red.

Blood poured from between his fingers, turning into a delicate picture.

"Fu Jingyu, I really envy you, I envy you for being born in this magnificent China, envy that you have a brother like the Huaxia God of War, envy that you have such an outstanding disciple, and envy that your compatriots are all geniuses......

"How great it would be if this disciple of yours was one of my Fuso, if that was the case, I wouldn't have to make such a choice. ”

Hearing this, Fu Jingyu's expression turned cold, and he said, "It's a pity, you are destined to leave with disappointment in this life!"

"No!"

Chiba Shichiro laughed and said: "I am not disappointed, I made such a choice with my own life, this is a kind of hope, I am alive, I can't save Fuso Martial Arts, only if I die, can they completely despair!"

"You know, people, once in a time of despair, can burst out of unimaginable potential, I believe that among the thousands of Fusang martial artists, because of this despair, there will be countless amazing geniuses comparable to your disciple, only then, my Fusang martial arts can be revitalized!"

"So, do you have any regrets to say in the end?" Fu Jingyu asked in a deep voice.

"Regrets?"

Chiba Shichiro thought for a while and said, "I hope that I won't be held up to the altar again in my next life, because, if I go up, there is no way to come down again, I just want to be a swordsman!"

With that, his body slowly fell to his knees, and then lay flat on all fours.

There was a small scar on his chest.

Blood is also flowing.

It's just that his clothes are wide and the wound is small, so the blood doesn't shoot out like that.

But when he lay down, the blood stained the area of the spot red.

Fu Jingyu's sword pierced his body just now, and the terrifying true qi contained in the long sword had already stirred up the internal organs!

Chiba Shichiro opened his eyes and looked at the sky above his head, the corners of his mouth moved, and said, "Please forgive me for my selfishness, because, only death in your hands can be considered relief for me!"

"Okay, I forgive you!" Fu Jingyu said seriously.

"Thank you!" Chiba Shichiro finished, and then closed his eyes with a relieved face.

He's dead!

Chiba Shichiro, the number one swordsman master in the Fuso martial arts world, has fallen!

(End of chapter)