Chapter 290: Shunichi refuses

Updated: 2013-04-06

"Before the showdown, I will never leave China, never. I'm sorry, Mr. Noyama, tomorrow is the time to face off against Chinese martial artists, and I still have to go back to training. With a stubborn face, Kuroki Jun gave a deep salute, turned around and left.

"Stop!" Noyama shallow times, screaming, tiger eyes burst into cold light, thick eyebrows frowned, and stared at Kuroki Shunichi's tall and handsome back with a cold face.

Ten minutes ago, Shunichi Kurogi and others, who had just finished contacting the relevant people on the Chinese side and made specific arrangements for tomorrow's event, returned to the villa, and were told by Junko Kasahara of the decision to leave Zhengzhou immediately and prepare to return to China.

As soon as Kuroki Jun heard this, he refused on the spot. Junko Kasawara saw that persuasion was fruitless, so she could only bring him to Asaji Noyama.

As the third general teacher, Noyama Asaji not only has the identity of teaching, but also is the martial arts enlightenment teacher of Kuroki Shunichi. Growing up, Shunichi Kuroki never disobeyed his teacher's words. Today this is the first time.

Kuroki Shunichi slowly turned around, bowed to the angry Noyama Asa once again, and then his eyes were full of cold stars, his waist was straight, and his proud momentum went straight to the sky.

"Noyama-sensei, your kindness, Junichi has taken it, but, please forgive Junichi for offending. Say something that shouldn't be said. ”

"Hmph, speak."

"Mr. Noyama, you have previously told Junyi that martial arts practice, heart cultivation is better than self-cultivation, strong heart, weak heart, weak, weak. Those who practice martial arts should know difficulties at all times and not be afraid of difficulties. Know the danger and dare to take risks, seek progress in danger, and survive in danger. In the hundreds of years since, Japan's martial arts have been taught in the Shaolin Temple, China's martial arts holy land, and in the hundreds of years since, on this basis, we have developed our own martial arts. And this martial arts spirit is to attack, attack, and attack. What we pay attention to is the momentum of being invincible and overwhelming the world. Cowardly without a fight, fleeing without a fight, I don't remember Noyama-sensei teaching us that. ”

Feeling the fearless momentum of the young man opposite, he spoke to himself, and he was less restrained than usual, and he seemed neither humble nor arrogant. Noyama Asaji's anger gradually subsided, and he stretched out his hand to signal Kuroki to sit down, and then asked Fukuzawa Koshi and other disciples of the North Shadow who followed him to sit down one by one.

After carefully considering the language, he said with a heavy face: "Young Sect Master ......"

"Noyama-sensei, you?"

"Please call me the general teacher." Noyama Asa said expressionlessly.

"Yes, Mr. Xi."

Jun Kurogi was distracted. The relationship is as close as between him and Noyama Sensei, rarely called each other by their positions within the sect, usually by each other's names, once they are commensurate with their official identities, it means that the next thing to talk about is not a private matter, but involves the major affairs of the sect, a qiē related to personal private affairs, private wishes, must be unconditionally obeyed to the sect, this is the first priority. It is also a rule that Wuyin Beichen must abide by when he goes up to the door master and down to the ordinary disciples. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a traitor.

Noyama's gaze swept over every disciple present. Finally, his eyes fell on Shunichi Kuroki, who was sitting at the front of everyone.

"Young masters, the grim shape of the country is urgent. A series of conspiracies of the Inukai Group are in full swing. Before this head teacher came here, the master of the sect had repeatedly warned that this trip to China was just an experience, and he was seeking opportunities for personal martial arts breakthroughs in the experience. A qiē must take personal safety as the first premise, and lose his life for the sake of the word martial arts, not a real martial artist, that is stupid. The maintenance of the dignity of martial arts can only be better completed by the living, and no matter how loud the slogans of the dead are shouted, they have no practical value and significance. ”

"Especially you, the young sect master, your life is not your own, but the entire Wuyin Beichen Sect. Your life and death are even more related to the rise and fall of the Wuyin Beichen Sect. And just this afternoon, Master Minamoto Yoshiro specially came here from Nepal and brought back a top-secret message, in order to snipe the young master you, in order to realize their despicable conspiracy, Inuyang Yi has contacted Thailand, Indonesia, Vietnam and China's local Qimen masters, will arrive here in batches in the past two days. ”

Kuroki Jun snorted disdainfully, he admired martial arts, and believed that martial arts reached the greatest accomplishment, and he would be the strongest personal force in the world, and he would be invincible in the world, what a strange door. What so-called spells, are all tricks to deceive children, as long as the heart of martial arts is sincere, not confused by foreign objects, Qimen master, hum, why be afraid?

These disciples behind him were all gathered around him, and the disciples who did not belong to the Fog Hidden Beichen were not qualified to come to this villa. Therefore, these people's opinions, thoughts, and thoughts are basically born from Kuroki Shunichi, and they are all extremely martial artists who believe in the supremacy of martial arts. Although the appearance of Xiàn on the face is not as obvious as that of the young master, but there is no fear because of the words of the head teacher of the wild mountain. Instead, there was a look of eagerness to try. It's a thrill to face a challenge. Fighting for the young master and dying for the young master is the honor of being a disciple of Wuyin Beichen. Death is glory.

The twenty-eight-year-old, burly and bearded Fukuzawa Xiaozhi is the second master of martial arts cultivation after Shunichi Kuroki among the disciples of this generation. Between the ordinary Fujiwara Tsuyoshi and the appearance and temperament of Kurogi Shunichi, Kayama and Zazo, according to the algorithm of Chinese kinship, it is the relationship between aunts and cousins, that is, the relationship between cousins, and they were also born in a declining ninja family, before joining the fog hidden Beichen, they have received cruel ninja training since childhood, in their eyes, among the many martial arts techniques in the world, to talk about the strangeness of the attack, the viciousness, there is no ninjutsu left and right, not to mention, after years of accumulation and practice, and inherited the unique unique science of the fog hidden thousand changes. With them, can't they protect the thoughtfulness of the young master? There is still a need to "say goodbye" on the eve of the duel with the Chinese, if you really do this, then in the martial arts world in Southeast Asia, what face is there to nominate the Dao name?

The three of them looked at each other in unison. There was a flash of determination and determination in his eyes, and at the same time he straightened his upper body and knelt straight on the ground. First by Fukuzawa Xiaozhi said: "Chief Teacher, please forgive Fukuzawa Xiaozhi for being presumptuous, for the opportunity of the young master's personal martial arts breakthrough, and my Wuyin Beichen's status and honor in the world martial arts, the young master can't go." ”

Immediately afterwards, Fujiwara Tsuyoshi and Kayama Matsuzoya said in unison: "The young master can't go, and we will swear to defend the young master." ”

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, all the disciples present stood up on their knees, and at the same time roared: "We will swear to defend the young master to the death." ”

Listening to the deafening roar, the expressions of the disciples were in his eyes, Noyama Asaji sighed lightly in his heart, at this moment, he suddenly thought of the Chinese boy who had left not long ago, Tang Ning, for no reason. If Tang Ning were sitting here at this time, there would definitely be no such impetuous appearance as theirs.