Chapter I

"yes, what's wrong?" Guo Pojun hadn't read much, but he had vaguely heard this sentence, glanced at Bai Meng, saw him nodding, and turned back to Iwasaki and Kazukawa and asked rhetorically.

"That's it, since the master doesn't have to be better than the disciple, why do we have to be better than you to open a martial arts hall here? As long as the disciples taught are powerful enough, that's it, anyway, the martial arts hall is a place to teach people's skills, isn't it? ”

"Well, too." Guo Pojun nodded, although he vaguely felt that what this guy said didn't make sense, but on the surface, he couldn't find any reason.

"So there's no point in you competing with my father, it's better for a disciple to compete."

"You want to fight my disciple in place of my father?" Guo Pojun frowned, "My disciple was just injured. ”

"What young people do you have in Huaxia, it's okay to compare with each other, a great master like you, bullying people here, it's not good to have a reputation when it spreads."

Iwasaki and Kawa finally showed up in poverty, originally he didn't see that no one could beat Guo Pojun, and he didn't want to take back a completely defeated record to go back, at least the Korean stick still won a few games, and they Japanese couldn't go home with a total defeat record.

"I don't care." Guo Pojun said lightly and looked at him seriously, "I can beat you with thirty percent of my strength." ”

Iwasaki Kazukawa's eyes remained unchanged, and he mocked proudly: "Your Huaxia Guoshu is so troublesome, you don't even have a young man who has become a talent, and you can talk about inheritance, you can cut your stomach." ”

He just saw Zhou Chao's hand, and felt that he should be the ultimate among the descendants of the Chinese martial arts, so he made this plan, asking the juniors to compare with each other before, in order to move back to the city.

"Little guy, what kind of tongue can you have!" Guo Pojun was furious, "I can clean you up with anyone I want, Bai Meng, and walk with him!" ”

"Yes, Guo Lao."

Bai Meng has been watching Guo Pojun talk to this Iwasaki and Chuan, and I have to say that this guy is still very brainy, and in a few words, Guo Pojun will not be able to move in place.

But he chose himself, but he miscalculated! His level can only be lower than Zhou Chao, it is impossible to be lower than him, he wants to compare with himself, this is purely looking for abuse!

Guo Pojun retreated, Bai Meng stood in the ring, looked at the colorful Iwasaki and Chuan, raised his hand, and said softly: "It's a guest from afar, let you strike first." ”

In the same way, the second time he appeared in the ring, the onlookers couldn't help but cheer.

This day is really a day of raising eyebrows, this young man's demeanor is not weaker than Zhou Chao at all!

"Yes, no, it's not that I'm comparing to you."

"Huh?"

Bai Meng snorted lightly and looked at Iwasaki and Kawa calmly. This guy has a strong control over the situation, and from the moment he appeared, although his strength was far inferior to Guo Pojun, and even inferior to the owner of the Chuanling Martial Arts Pavilion, his light has always controlled Zhao Xiang of the situation.

"Lingzi, come here."

With a clear laugh, Iwasaki and Kawa pointed behind them, and a girl in a purple kimono was let out by them.

Originally, she had been looking down at her feet, trembling slightly and hiding in the crowd, but the people around her were scattered, and she couldn't avoid it at all.

Sensing Iwasaki Kazukawa's gradually impatient gaze, the girl raised her head timidly, revealing a beautiful face.

This kind of beauty is something Bai Meng has never felt, perfect and plain like a porcelain doll, although it is trembling, but the expression on his face is indifferent, like a doll.

She has something like butterfly grass in peace, but it is far cleaner than the charming woman. The girl is only sixteen or seventeen years old, without a single ornament on her body, a pair of black and white eyes flashing, looking at Iwasaki and Kawa on the stage, full of struggle and helplessness.

Just like most Japanese women, she is not tall, but a pair of towering breasts is a perfect interpretation of the word "childish **", coupled with the kimono on her body, so that many men who have been educated by Japanese action movies are full of ill intentions, look at Iwasaki and Kawa on the stage, and then look at the beautiful girl Ling Zi in the audience, I can't help but show a look of envy, I can't wait to tear that guy and take care of Ling Zi in my arms...... Or femdom.

Such a girl is simply the perfect woman in the hearts of otaku, as if she only lives in the role of anime.

She lightly opened her lips, and her thin voice was a little erratic: "Young Master, Ling Zi...... Ling Zi didn't want to ......"

"When you get to my house, do you have a choice?"

Iwasaki and Kawai looked at the girl condescendingly, and the girl pressed her lips and lowered her head again, staring at her toes.

"Hurry up."

Iwasaki and Kawa, who have always been gentle, have a vicious voice.

Seeing this scene, there was a burst of angry scolding from everyone on the field.

"I can't get on it, I actually approached such a cute girl and shook with someone!"

"That's it, hiding on a woman and eating soft rice, what kind of ability is it."

"Sister, she treats you so badly, come with me, I promise you to eat and drink spicy food!"

Many discussions rang out on the field at once, surrounding Iwasaki Kazukawa, making him even more angry, and urged repeatedly: "Stinky woman, you are a little neater!" ”

Ling Zi's body shook a few times, and finally took a katana from an old man behind him, and walked towards the stage step by step.

The white fingers on the hilt of the knife wrapped in black cloth create a contrasting picture.

"This girl...... Something quirky. ”

Guo Pojun frowned slightly, generally speaking, a timid and cowardly person cannot become a martial artist at all, this girl is obviously extremely timid, but judging from the characteristics of her walking, she can't directly judge her strength at this time, and she doesn't dare to jump to conclusions because of her timidity.

This pair of eccentric men and women also gave birth to many questions in Bai Meng's heart. Their relationship seems to be a master and a servant, but it is not like it. With the temperament of the Japanese, they treat the strong with great respect, but for women, they are not treated as human beings at all, even mothers, wives, and sisters may also be scolded and beaten, and it is completely inappropriate, so there are many things in their society that make people feel ridiculous, because they really lack respect for women.

And the names of the two people, Iwasaki and Kawa and Lingzi, combined with this Kawaling Martial Arts Hall, is there any connection?

However, the time was obviously not enough for Bai Meng to think about it, from the place where Ling Zi began to stand to the venue of the competition, it was not far, Ling Zi rubbed the ground step by step with his feet on the ground, and finally arrived.

"I ......"

Ling Zi came to the stage and raised one slightly

"Don't look at me, draw your sword, your opponent," Iwasaki Kazukawa finally showed a smile at Moonnight Lingzi, pointing at Baimeng, "There!" ”

“…… Be! ”

Moonlit Night Ling Zi turned around, faced Bai Meng, and slowly raised his head, those big eyes that had no focus finally put this inexplicable opponent into view.

"Hello sir...... Lingzi on a moonlit night, participate! ”

In the previous paragraph, the small one seemed to be a mosquito calling, but as her other hand held the scabbard, she spoke more fluently.

"Hello, Miss, do you want to compete with a sword?"

Bai Meng frowned slightly, feeling some changes in Lingzi on a moonlit night, as if from the time she got the sword, she was not the porcelain doll that was attached to Iwasaki and Kawa just now.

Showing a sinister smile, Iwasaki and Kawa glanced sympathetically at Bai Meng, and when Lingzi held the hilt of the sword in his hand on the moonlit night, he quickly jumped out of the ring, as if he was ...... In the same way as on the run.

"Mr. Bai, Ling Zi, this kid...... You have to be careful! If it really doesn't work, don't force it! ”

Iwasaki Daira, the owner of the Chuan Ling Martial Arts Pavilion, hesitated for a moment, and finally reminded him, glanced at Iwasaki and Kawa with some annoyance, and jumped out of the ring.

"Mr. Bai, Ling Zi doesn't want to hurt people, and I hope you ...... It is possible to surrender now. ”

On a moonlit night, Ling Zi raised the Japanese long knife in his hand with a slight tremble, and choked, revealing a hideous blade like a knife washed in autumn water.

With a wave of her hand, the blade seemed to inadvertently cut through the hairband that bound her hair, and the green silk that was long above her waist danced wildly in the wind and flew wantonly!

Her eyes faintly flashed a hint of red, and her already cold and expressionless face was even colder.

Guo Pojun looked at this person who had gradually taken off all his cowardice since he held the knife, and it seemed that the whole person had shed his shackles and revealed another soul, frowning and thinking about it, he always felt that this girl's name was somewhat familiar.

"Moonlit Night...... Moonlit Night...... Is it the kendo family that was exterminated? I can't imagine that there are descendants living in this world. Guo Pojun looked at the Japanese girl in front of him who was so beautiful that she didn't look like a human being, showing rare sympathy and sighs.

"Master, this girl is very promising?"

Yang Xun asked a little nervously. From the time Iwasaki and Kawaichi appeared, everything developed into a strange atmosphere. They have fought so many games in front of them, if the last game is won by this Chuan Ling Wuguan, then the previous efforts will be in vain, and it will only make a wedding dress for this little Japan, which will only make their reputation to the next level.

Guo Pojun nodded: "It's okay, although there have been no really famous kendo masters, but it is also a kendo family that has been inherited for hundreds of years, and the sword in the hand of this girl is their family's famous blade Huanxi Thorn, which ranks ninth on the Japanese famous sword spectrum." ”

"Little Japan's swords are not familiar, so I know that there is a demon sword Muramasa, and I have heard it in the animation." Yang Xun smiled, "These weapons, are they really exquisite?" ”

"Weapons are an extension of the body, and in the past, there may have been divine blades, but it was just because the metallurgical technology was not superb enough, and now we still have to hold these cultural relics as real treasures, and there are no more of these little Japan." Guo Pojun's eyes were slightly sneering, and he seemed to be full of disdain for what kind of divine weapon ranking Japanese kendo was engaged in, "Weapons are constantly improving, and it is impossible to be dominant if you follow the old ways." However, it is even more humiliating for our country to destroy any cultural relics. ”

Yang Xun breathed a sigh of relief: "That weapon is not terrible, and this delicate girl has nothing to fear." (To be continued.) )