Chapter 155: Miyamoto Aota
All of a sudden.
This person directly slashed with two knives.
Lin Bad then slowly took a few steps back, but this person's movements were really too fast, and Lin Bad didn't have time to see his movements clearly.
But fortunately, I was able to react with my own feelings.
Even so, Lin Bad's chest was still cut twice by a blade.
A trace of oozing blood seeped out of Lin Bad's chest.
"Do you want to start a fight if you don't get along with each other?" Lin Bad reached out and touched the blood on his chest, then put his blood-stained fingers into his mouth and licked it.
"You still have some strength. The man said, "However, compared to Lin Tiannan, you are far behind." ”
"Really?" said Lin Bad, laughing sinisterly.
Followed by.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Bad directly unsheathed the Tang Sword in his hand.
Then he stabbed it with an arrow.
Money!
I saw that this person raised his left hand, and directly used the knife in his hand to easily resist Lin Bad's attack.
"I said, you are far worse than Lin Tiannan. As he spoke, this person directly raised his right hand and attacked towards Lin Bad.
"Huh?"
Lin Bad realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly jumped back. Dodged the slash.
"Twin Blades?" Lin Bad asked with a frown.
"This is the two days of first-class two-sword flow that our Miyamoto family has passed down from generation to generation!" the man explained with great pride.
"Erdaoliu?Miyamoto?" Lin Bad said, "Little devil?"
"I am Miyamoto Aota, the great top samurai Miyamoto Musashi is my ancestor!" the man said.
"Miyamoto Musashi's descendants?" Lin Bad was surprised, "Then how did you get here?"
Lin Bad had always thought that Miyamoto Musashi was just a historical figure, but he didn't expect it to really exist. And there are really descendants who have inherited the swordsmanship of his top samurai, but so many years have passed, and now is the era of thermal weapons, it must be that the inheritance is not so quintessential.
"That's right. I am walking the path of our ancestors, pursuing the most powerful sword, therefore, I went all over the world to challenge the sword masters, thousands of sword masters died in my hands, the two knives that followed me were stained with blood, I thought I had reached the height of my ancestors, I was invincible, but until that day, because of the appearance of Lin Tiannan, that life and death duel, I failed, I was supposed to die in Lin Tiannan's swordsman, but he did not take my life, but imprisoned me here, counting up to now, it has been twenty years, originally I thought about seppuku suicide, but then I thought about it, I still have to fight Lin Tiannan once before I am willing!" Miyamoto Aota explained.
"Twenty years?" Lin Bad wondered.
Twenty years of detention, how did you survive without food and water?
So Lin Bad looked around and found that there was a small crane on the side of his head, and it seemed that there should be a special person to bring him food and drink to ensure that he would not die.
"Although I can't be locked up here, it's just that I've been cultivating and waiting, waiting for Lin Tiannan's arrival, I'm going to shame what happened back then!" Miyamoto Qingtian said angrily, "But, I didn't expect that I didn't wait for Lin Tiannan, but waited for his son, and his sword was also inherited to you, it seems that you should have obtained Lin Tiannan's true inheritance, so as long as I kill you, then I will be ashamed of the snow, right?"
Lin Tiannan's true biography?
Pass on your paralysis!
Speaking of this, Lin Bad was angry, he knew that his father was very powerful, but Lin Tiannan had never taught him any fighting skills. It's all on his own to figure it out until now.
However, Lin Bad seems to understand the secret of the mercenary tower.
It turns out that from the 61st floor of the mercenary tower, it is a prison where the world's most vicious murderous demon is held!
But who set up this prison?
Miyamoto Qingtian mentioned Lin Tiannan, could it be Lin Tiannan?
In other words, this mercenary city has a huge connection with Lin Tiannan?
However, the current situation is not the time for Lin Bad to think about this issue.
"You mean, my dad once defeated you, right? I'm sorry, but I can do it now!" Lin said with a wicked smile, "Since my dad locked you up here, naturally there is a reason for him, and you yourself said that there are thousands of sword masters who died at your hands, in fact, I can say that you are not pursuing the way of the sword, you just made yourself a murderous demon." ”
"Murderous demons?"
Miyamoto Aotian sneered, "In our Great Wa Country, if you lose a duel, you will die, even if the other party doesn't kill you, it will be your shame." Let the samurai of our Great Wa Kingdom be disgraced, we might as well kill ourselves by seppuku!"
"That's because you little devils are stupid!" Lin scolded badly.
Followed by.
Miyamoto Qingtian didn't continue to talk nonsense with Lin Bad, and directly slashed towards Lin Bad with two swords.
Lin Bad naturally made preparations for battle.
Since he knew that this Miyamoto Qingtian had been defeated by Lin Tiannan before, then he would also defeat him once, at least so. He wanted to surpass Lin Tiannan's pace and was one step closer.
With a crisp bang, the swords of the two of them collided with each other.
During the collision, bursts of fire splashed everywhere.
Back then, when Lin Bad was first sent to the City of Mercenaries, he learned more than just the operation of thermal weapons. At the same time, he also has to learn the attack skills of cold weapons, so Lin Bad still has some ways to use swords, besides, swords. It was pioneered by our ancestors in Great China, how could it be possible to lose to the little devils of the Japanese country?
didn't give Miyamoto Qingtian a chance, Lin Bad turned sideways directly, and stomped on the ground with his feet.
With a muffled bang, the sword in Lin Bad's hand instantly spun quickly like an electric drill and attacked towards Miyamoto Aota.
Facing Lin Bad's attack. Miyamoto Aota held his twin swords in a cross shape and resisted all the time.
And Lin Bad followed him like a shadow, the tip of the sword in his hand was like a drill, and he knocked Miyamoto Qingtian back several big steps.
"Since it can force me back, it's a bit capable. Miyamoto Aota gasped. "It seems that I'm still getting old, and I'm starting to lose my strength. ”
Indeed, when Miyamoto Aotian had already fought all over the world, he was almost thirty-eight years old, and now twenty years have passed. Miyamoto Aotian is already an old man who is close to sixty years old, and he has been imprisoned here for a long time, so it is normal for his body to be a little old.
"Still, I'm still saying that. You are far worse than Lin Tiannan. Miyamoto Aota shouted.
Followed by.
Miyamoto Aota began to use his real skills to counterattack.
One after another, an orderly set of sword moves fiercely attacked Lin Bad.
Although Lin Bad can use a sword, he has not learned any sword moves, only simple stabbing and picking. Chop!
The attack on Miyamoto Aota, which was like an electric drill, was also developed by himself.
Now facing Miyamoto Aota's attack, Lin Bad is obviously a little powerless.
Slowly, Lin Bad is now at a disadvantage.
After just five minutes, Lin Bad was powerless to resist, and he had already had several scars on his body and arms that had been cut by Miyamoto Aota.
Lin Bad had already retreated for a long distance, and Miyamoto Aotian also stopped his hands and feet, and began to gasp for breath, sure enough, because he was too old to keep up.
"Am I still not capable enough to surpass my father?" Lin Bad propped himself on the ground with his sword. Half-crouching, constantly wheezing, muttering.
"No!"
"Absolutely not!"
"I will definitely surpass him, and I will defeat him!" Lin Bad roared.
Suddenly, Lin Bad suddenly came to his senses. Dragging his tired and scarred body, he stood up sharply.
Lin Bad held the sword with both hands, then raised it high, closed his eyes tightly, and felt the surrounding environment with his senses.
"Hmph. Very good, then I'll give you the best blow!" Miyamoto Aota snorted coldly.
After saying that, Miyamoto Qingtian completed the accumulation and ran directly to Lin Bad, ready to launch the strongest blow!
Outcome.
Just when Miyamoto Aota's two swords were about to slash towards Lin Bad.
Suddenly. Lin Bad opened his eyes and roared, "It's now!"
Bang!
Lin Bad waved his sword vigorously with both hands and slashed it directly.
After a crunch!
The two swords in Miyamoto Qingtian's hands were directly cut off by Lin Bad, and the tips of the two swords fell directly to the ground.
And the sword in Lin Bad's hand was not damaged at all.
At this moment, Miyamoto Aota, looking at the two broken swords in his hands, no longer had the slightest intention to fight.
Thump!
All of a sudden, Miyamoto Aota fell to his knees and muttered, "I lost, I actually lost!"
For a samurai, the sword is his life, and if the sword is broken, it means that it is his shame, and at the same time, it means that he has been defeated.
In fact, Lin Bad knew that if it was when Miyamoto Qingtian was young and in his prime, he was afraid that he would not be able to accept his ten moves. The reason why he can be defeated now is because Miyamoto Qingtian is old and his physical strength can't keep up, and the sword in Lin Bad's hand is like an artifact.
"Unexpectedly, twenty years have passed. Not only did I not find Lin Tiannan, but I was defeated by his son, which is a shame within a shame!" Miyamoto Aota said self-deprecatingly.
"You didn't lose. Lin Bad said.
"No, I lost!" Miyamoto Aota shook his head, "In this life, I lost three times, the first time was Lin Tiannan, the second time was the young man five years ago, and the third time, it was you, for a samurai, I should have committed suicide when I failed the first time, and I actually lost three times stupidly!"
"That young man from five years ago?" Lin Bad was puzzled.
However, Miyamoto Qingtian did not answer Lin Bad, but raised his broken sword and stabbed it directly into his abdomen without saying a word.
I saw him grin, and the broken sword in his abdomen slammed, and the broken sword slashed directly through his abdomen.
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