Miyamoto Taketoku shouted violently, his steps moved quickly, and with the momentum of running, he suddenly jumped up high, and when he saw me, he gave me a head-on blow.

He shot this knife angrily, and with the help of running, it was a bit of an unstoppable taste of Changhong, I didn't dare to force it, and hurriedly dodged sideways.

But because of Miyamoto Taketoku's strong shot, I was forced to dodge, and he immediately took the initiative. He is the kind of sword master, one move takes the lead, and the second move is like the water of the Yangtze River, and the knife does not leave the key point on my body.

I was forced to retreat seven steps in a row by his seven knives, and only then did I find an opportunity at the moment when he was ventilated, and suddenly slashed his neck with a knife, forcing him to stop the offensive and forcing him to lean back to defend.

I also took the opportunity to stabilize the situation, counterattacked, and fought with his sword and sword.

Although there were many people around, there was a dead silence in the air, only the crisp sound of two sharp knives clashing.

Madame Zhong was holding hands tightly with her husband at this moment, she had already regretted it, if she was given a chance to start over, she would have prevented this duel no matter what the consequences were.

Rong Qingqing was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe at this time, Rong Qing glanced at her sister, and snorted softly in her nostrils, her little sister must have liked Chen Cheng.

Chen Yu and Li Mengting came from Yangcheng this time, and they didn't tell Chen Ya about my duel with Miyamoto, nor did they bring Chen Ya over. However, Du Qing, the little old man, brought his daughter Du Ruoxi and son Du Kang, and finally got the news of Chen Cheng, so he naturally wanted to bring his daughter to force marriage.

Du Ruoxi is still wearing a skirt of a somewhat retro-style Victorian aristocratic girl today, wearing high-heeled boots on her feet, a gauze hat on her head, and lace gloves on her hands, looking like a noble princess.

However, her pretty face was a little thinner, presumably after I proposed and ran away, which made her sad, but her apricot eyes were staring at me tightly at this time, her hands grasping the corners of her skirt, and her finger joints were a little white because of excessive force, which also revealed her nervousness about me.

Lu Yingshan stood not far behind Chen Yu with a calm face, but a trace of worry flashed in the depths of her eyes from time to time.

Bruce and Wang Xuecai and Miyazaki and others, their expressions were very relaxed, although the name of my Night Emperor has risen in Huaxia in the past two years, but Miyamoto Takeshi has been famous in Dongying for many years, and even apprentices can open a hall to teach apprentices, and he himself is already a great grandmaster level, so Wang Xuecai and Miyazaki They think that it is impossible for me to beat Miyamoto, and my defeat is only a matter of time in their opinion.

As for Liang Houren, this guy is the best one, and he has no loss from me and Miyamoto who loses or wins. However, deep down, he naturally hoped that I would lose, and if I was killed in front of Zhong Guangxiu, then Zhong Guangxiu would definitely suffer a huge blow, which would help Liang Houren and Zhong Guangxiu compete for the position of the next president.

Takeshi Miyamoto started with a very quick shot, which was also in line with the usual style of the Toei samurai. However, after the initial confrontation, he was not able to deal with me in one go, and he already realized that I was a stubble, so he immediately changed his tactics, slowed down his offensive, and adopted a fighting style that was both offensive and defensive.

This way he can maintain his strength, and he can wait for me to show his flaws, and then kill me in one fell swoop.

The weather in the spring in the south is changeable, and the morning sun in the clouds just now still casts warm and dazzling sunlight, but in the few minutes when I fought with Miyamoto, I don't know when a few cool mountain winds blew, and the dark clouds in the sky have quietly covered the morning sun, becoming gloomy, and even the slightest rain has fallen like a cow's hair......

Qiang –

There was a crisp sound of blades colliding, and after Miyamoto and I collided with each other's blades, I used a jumping knife method, and the blade leaped and slashed at his neck, and his blade stabbed into my body.

Miyamoto hurriedly leaned back, and my blade cut only a little bit of skin through his neck, and the tip of the knife reached a drop of blood.

His blade cut through my armpit and cut a shallow cut in my left rib.

The two of us saw the blood almost at the same time, the body was suddenly separated, and they looked at each other angrily, and I blew off the blood bead at the tip of the knife, and said with a star: "The strongest person in Dongying, but Erer." ”

Miyamoto Taketoku also sneered and said, "The Night Emperor of Huaxia, let me down. ”

"Come again!"

"Good!"

We shouted one after another, and the two figures swooped up to each other, and fought together again.

Often the initial drums in front, and experienced each other's conservative mutual exploration just now, at this time everyone has a certain understanding of each other's strength, and it is estimated that it is between the two of them, so they no longer leave a back hand, go all out, and the brave wins when they meet on the narrow road.

By this moment, the sky had become even darker, and the original thin waist had turned into a curtain of rain. Zhong Guangxiu, Liang Houren, Lin Changan and other big people's subordinates or children all took out black umbrellas one after another, and countless people held umbrellas and stared intently at the final victory or defeat of this battle.

"Drink—"

As a grandmaster-level samurai, Takede Miyamoto found out that he was equal to me in strength and couldn't take me down, so he naturally knew how to use the environment to create opportunities. He drank violently, and the sword in his hand suddenly swept into the void, although the blade did not reach me, but he deliberately used the knife to stir the rain, and a puff of raindrops instantly shot towards my eyes like a hidden weapon.

Many of the people watching the battle around were masters, such as my father Chen Yu and the butcher, Luo Hu and others, and when they saw this scene, they all frowned in unison.

At the moment when I subconsciously closed my eyes, the rain that shot over had already smashed on my eyelids, and it was painful, and if I didn't close my eyes, I guess I could splash tears out.

Miyamoto Takede's body is very fast, and the moment he shoots into my eyes with the rain, he has already ghostly approached me, and his right hand slashed at my neck with a knife, and the people around him have already lost their voices and exclaimed a little when they see this.

Although I was still in a state of closed eyes at this time, the instinct of countless fierce battles between life and death over the years, as well as the direction of the direction of the sound of the blade breaking through the air, made me block with the sword with my backhand without hesitation.

With a bang, I was able to block Miyamoto Taketoku's knife, but at the moment when the two knives were exchanged, Miyamoto Taketoku's left fist had already whistled out like a cannonball, heading straight for my chest.

Even my dad Chen Yu is nervous at this time, this Miyamoto Martial De is really killing one move after another, he is worried that I will not be able to block this unexpected and imposing punch.

But I had opened my eyes in the night by now, and a roar burst out of my throat, and I swung it with all the strength of my left fist.

In everyone's eyes, I saw my left fist swing out like a thousand pounds, and the rain in the air seemed to be wrapped around my arm, and from a distance, it looked like a crystal clear water dragon was wrapped around my arm, like a god of war punching Miyamoto Musashi's fist.

Boom!

With the muffled sound of the fist colliding, Miyamoto Taketoku's eyes and face showed a look of pain, the power of my fist was beyond his imagination, the power poured from his fist, but the force was the wrist, elbow joint, and shoulder, etc., he could even hear the slight clicking sound of his left arm, and then the whole arm hung limply in severe pain.

When Lei Jiaxing in the crowd saw this scene, he remembered the past when he fought with me and was smashed by my fist in his right hand, and couldn't help but whisper: "In this world, if you dare to fight with Brother Chen, it seems that no one has ever ended well." ”

I knocked out Taketoku Miyamoto's left arm with one punch, and without hesitation, I flew up and kicked him in the chest, kicking him five or six meters away, and the katana in his right hand also fell to one side, sticking diagonally into the ground.

Bruce, Wang Xuecai, Li Yonglian, Tu Huadong, Miyazaki and others all looked at this scene in disbelief; Liu Lianzhu, Lei Jiaxing, Rong Qingqing and others all cheered loudly for me; the reporters' cameras crackled under the umbrellas; and Mrs. Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief.

Takeshi Miyamoto still wanted to struggle from the ground, but I had already walked over with a katana, pointed the knife at him condescendingly, squinted his eyes and said, "You lost." ”

A sentence that you lost, it seemed to drain all the strength of Miyamoto Taketoku, and his whole person knelt weakly in the rain like an old dog, looked at me in despair, and muttered: "Yes, I lost, you kill me!"

"I won't kill you, because you are a pitiful and hateful person in my eyes, and your son's death is due to the pressure you put on him on a daily basis, and the scolding you gave him that night. He committed suicide to prove to you that he still had to defend his last dignity, not against me, so you killed your son. I hate you parents who don't care about their children, your son's knife, give it back to you!"

After I finished speaking coldly, I casually stabbed Miyamoto Takeshi's katana in front of Miyamoto Taketoku, and then turned to leave, Miyamoto Takeshi looked at his son's katana in front of him stupidly, the whole person was dumbfounded, and his eyes showed a deep look of remorse, obviously he also knew in his heart that he was forcing his own son to death.

When Zhong Guangxiu and Mrs. Zhong saw this scene, they couldn't help but glance at each other, and there was some worry in each other's eyes. They can see from this scene that I have quite a lot of opinions about some parents, which is ultimately because I was "discarded" by my parents when I was a child, and I grew up in an orphanage, and my personality is more or less similar to the arrogance of Miyamoto Kenkage, so I will feel a little touched by Miyamoto Kenkage's death and reprimand Miyamoto Takede.

Zhong Guangxiu sighed in his heart: It seems that his son is smiling and grinning on weekdays, but he is still angry about his biological father and mother in his heart.

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