Lin Xing shook his head with a pout, took the clothes from her hand, and threw them to Tachibana.

"What for?" Tachibana Masahito glared.

"You also know that tonight is a life and death situation, I heard that you have been carrying the handle for a long time, I am curious how you can survive until now?" Lin Xing said unceremoniously with a straight face.

Tachibana Masahito's face was angry, "Are you teaching me a lesson?" ”

"Yes, I taught you a lesson by treating you as a friend. So why are you looking at me fiercely? Want to bite me? Come on! ”

Tachibana Masahito was really angry, and threw a punch in Lin Xing's face with a wind.

Lin Xing didn't squint, wanting to wait for his fist to come to him before reacting.

Unexpectedly, before he could make a move, a fist the size of a sandbag stopped in mid-air.

Tachibana Masahito's eyes were about to fall out of his sockets, and He Lisha behind him also covered her mouth and exclaimed.

If Lin Xing blocked his angry punch, it would have been fine, but it was the 'Mrs. Guan' who looked weak and had been cared for by her 'husband' all the time!

She had been standing beside 'Mr. Guan', not even moving under her feet, but stretched out a slender arm from the hem of her suit, stretched out diagonally and grabbed Tachibana Masahito's thick wrist, her eyebrows slightly raised, and she looked at him with a smile.

Lin Xing saw that Luo Wuxuan showed his strength, and the shock in his heart was really not much lighter than that of Tachibana Zhengren.

He stretched out his hand in shock, took Tachibana Masahito's fist, and said in a low voice: "Those who become big things are informal, you can fight, but if you lose, what will happen to your woman and your little brother?" I heard that your golden sign of Fukuoka is their big tree that shelters from the wind and rain. ”

Tachibana Masahito calmed down at this time, and shook his head a little overwhelmed, "Your woman seems to be more powerful than me, but what can I do?" I won't let a woman be my representative! ”

"You are really, why does a woman have to use her hands and feet? If you like to move, you can go to bed at night! Lin Xing tidied up Luo Wuxin's coat, turned to Tachibana Masahito and smiled slightly, "If I'm worse than my own woman, how can I put her up properly?" Hurry up and get dressed, let me come this time. ”

Luo Wuxuan gave him a blank look and let him brag about it.

Tachibana Masahito was still a little hesitant, and Fujita Kansuke's duck-like voice in the audience had already shouted in a strange tone, "Tachibana, how did you become a mother-in-law today?" Have you discussed it, will you play on your own, or will you send a representative? I don't have much time waiting for you to choose. ”

Lin Xing didn't bother to say more to this ugly ghost, and raised his right hand directly.

Ryuichi Watanabe was surprised: "What? Tachibana, do you want Mr. Kwan to play for you? ”

Tachibana Masahito tilted his head, rubbed his nose, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoguan, you are a madman, I know that you help me so much because of Lisa." I won't say more if you're polite, but in short, if you can get through today's hurdle, you'll be my good brother who lives and dies together! ”

After speaking, he turned his head and shouted into the audience: "Yes, I want Guan Sheng to be my representative!" ”

Lin Xing punched his broad shoulder hard and walked towards the middle of the field with a smile.

As soon as Ryu Watanabe saw that both sides had made a decision, he groaned a little and began to announce the rules of the game.

In fact, as a game of life and death, there are not too many rules for this competition. One of them is that for the sake of fairness, both sides can only use weapons provided by the organization; The other thing is...... The representative who comes on the field can stop on the spot, but no matter which side concedes first, then the represented side will commit suicide.

Lin Xing finally knew why the originally bold and decisive Tachibana Masahito had such a difficult choice. If I had changed myself, I am afraid it would have been difficult to hand over this life-threatening matter to a friend who had never met a few times.

Fujita Kansuke whispered two words in Japanese in the ear of the Oni King, and the old man immediately said a word in a deep voice in Japanese.

Watanabe Ryuichi's white eyebrows furrowed, and he hesitated for a long time before he had a few words with the Higashiyama Ghost King in Japanese.

Then, he frowned and said to Lin Xing: "Mr. Guan, Mr. Dongshan is not used to using other people's weapons, he insists on using his own saber. Do you have any objections to this? ”

Lin Xing hugged his shoulder, bit his lip and said, "I want to ask Mr. Watanabe to ask him a question in Japanese, and then make a decision." ”

Ryu Watanabe nodded his head and made a gesture of please.

"You help me ask him: did he teach his disciples martial arts when he taught them swordsmanship?!"

Fujita's face sank, and Watanabe Ryuichi was stunned, revealing a look of embarrassment.

"Let me do it." Luo Wuxuan gathered his coat and walked to the sidelines, opening his mouth in fluent and pleasant Japanese, which was naturally the question that Lin Xing wanted to ask.

The Dongshan Ghost King's eyelids, which were originally sinking like water, suddenly rolled up, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he soon lowered his eyes again and replied in a deep voice.

What did he say? Does he really not understand Chinese or is he deliberately pretending to be garlic? Lin Xing, a semi-literate person, asked with a strange eye.

Luo Wuxuan shrugged his shoulders, "He said that today he only fights for life and death, and does not talk about martial arts." ”

"Roar, Sokasnai!"

Hearing what Lin Xing said in Japanese, Luo Wuxuan couldn't help but turn red, turned his head to the side, and pretended not to know him.

"Since he uses his own sword, I will use my own. Please wait a moment while I'll pick it up from the car. ”

After speaking, Lin Xing turned around and walked out quickly.

Tachibana Masahito and He Lisha looked at each other, "When did he bring the knife, why didn't I know?" ”

"I don't know, Tan Bin is in the car, probably he brought it to Xiaoguan."

In a moment, Lin Xing, who was wearing a white shirt, returned to the backyard, and there was already a Japanese long knife with a black handle and black sheath in his hand.

Watanabe Ryuichi was very conscientious, and asked both parties to present the saber and inspect whether there was any tampering on it.

After Lin Xing finished cutting down the Yamamoto monkey, he had already cleaned the saber, of course, he couldn't detect anything.

The saber of the Ghost King of Dongshan, the handle made of ivory was polished to a shiny finish, and it was obvious that he had followed him for a long time. As the third master of swordsmanship in Japan, he naturally would not be so stupid to spit poison on the blade of the knife on such an occasion.

The two retrieved their sabers and walked to the center of the field at the same time.

The Dongshan Ghost King lowered his eyes and wiped a handful on the scabbard, and said a word in Japanese in a flat voice.

Fujita Kansuke also came to the scene and said loudly in Mandarin: "Your Excellency Higashiyama said that his sword is called 'Drinking Blood', and he never kills unknown people under the knife, so please report the name of the opponent himself." ”

Lin Xing saw that his pig nose was about to arch to the sky, and he didn't bother to grind with him, so he said indifferently: "I, Guan Sheng!" My knife is called 'Blue Wolf Slashing Ghosts', and it has never been used only to cut ghosts! ”

Fujita's face changed, and he whispered a short sentence in Japanese.

"Hahahaha......" Tachibana Masahito laughed and walked into the middle of the field, still shirtless, and said a string of Japanese in a loud voice, and then pointed to the opposite Kansuke: "You are not qualified as a translator, you deceive your own representative, and it is disrespectful to the swordsman!" ”