Chapter 392: Airport Discussion
"Uh, what shall I say? Is there a line? ”
"I mean: don't anime characters have a cool line when they appear? Like this......"
As he spoke, Yang Ye imitated the starting hand of Saint Seiya: "Diamond Star Fist!" ”
"Hahaha...... My husband is so cute. The three girls hugged each other and looked at Yang Ye happily.
The fans at the scene also applauded and laughed excitedly.
"Hey!"
The female interpreter bowed and said, "Your imitation is really good. In this manga, you are the teacher of the male protagonist, and when you attack the enemy, you say: "Three lights and no night (in Japanese)"
"Three lights and no night (in Japanese), it's pretty cool, that's good."
Yang Ye tried the three Oriental knives (also known as swords) on his waist, looked around, and finally looked at Wang Feng and said, "Brother Feng, why don't we try it." ”
"Me? Mr! ”
Wang Feng knew that Yang Ye wanted to fulfill his wish.
Wang Feng has always wanted to know how much gap there is between him and Yang Ye!
"Come on. If you win, please invite me to eat ramen. Yang Ye lowered the hat and curled the corners of his mouth to look at Wang Feng.
The scene resounded with cheers!
"Then please be careful, sir."
Wang Feng swallowed the dantian in one breath, and the momentum on his body immediately changed, and the surrounding viewers all felt it.
Wang Feng's gaze wandered left and right around Yang Ye's waist.
He knows that when he fights with kendo masters, if he wants to win, he must first grab the sword, and look for the opponent's flaws in the process of grabbing the sword!
If you make a rash move, you will be caught by the other party......
But now Yang Ye was full of flaws, which made him dare not move. I'm afraid that if I move, I will lose.
The two looked at each other for about 3 minutes without changing, the atmosphere was depressing and exciting, and everyone was restraining their heartbeat.
"Then I'll strike first."
As he spoke, Yang Ye looked at the sun at ten o'clock with his peripheral vision, and took out an Oriental knife with a smile and turned it around.
At the moment of turning, a dazzling sunlight hit the sword body, and reflected it to Wang Feng's eyes with the rotating blade.
"Not good!"
Stimulated by the strong light, Wang Feng's pupils contracted suddenly!
In the next 0.1 hours, he saw a snow-white arc of the moon slash across the top of his head.
Silk winder, King Tota!
Wang Feng's brain moved. His right hand wrapped around Yang Ye's wrist like a snake arm. Use the anti-lever principle to make Yang Ye's Dongyang knife unable to chop.
With his left hand, he spread out a move like Li Tianwang Tota and hit the end of the handle of Yang Ye's first knife.
Bang!
Yang Ye's first Oriental knife was shot into the air like a rocket taking off!
At this time, Wang Feng's right hand was still wrapped around Yang Ye's hand!
As long as he continued to exert force, Yang Ye's wrist would be dislocated or fractured.
Wang Feng is very smart. There is no need to catch the sword in the air and waste time. The left hand is transformed from the palm of the hand into a knife. Directly aim at the throat of Yang Ye Lianquan acupoint.
Grab the middle with your right foot and kick Yang Ye's inner left thigh with your left foot.
As long as Yang Ye was hit by any of these two moves, the damage to his body could no longer support his next battle.
Especially the Grandmaster of Guoshu who faced Wang Feng.
"Brother Feng, be careful."
Just when Wang Feng's left hand hit Yang Ye!
Yang Ye's right foot is like kicking a shuttlecock. Hold Wang Feng's left foot, and use the force exerted on his wrist to take a step back, like pulling an erhu, and sit in the air with Erlang's legs crossed!
And Yang Ye's other hand had already pulled out the second saber and swept it towards Wang Feng's right hand in an arc.
Yang Ye's speed of turning his sword was faster than that of a bullet, and this speed was enough to turn Fan Tie into a divine blade! Shave off both of Wang Feng's hands!
Wang Feng's scalp suddenly went numb, and his hands shrank back into his sleeves! As soon as the heel of his left foot fell, he kicked the ground and flew out backwards by 45%!
At this moment, I only heard the crisp sound of the bang!
Yang Ye struck the ground with the tip of his sword, and then then turned into a black shadow with a sword and rushed towards Wang Feng!
"Three Lights and No Night!"
Coax!
Hearing this, the surrounding viewers felt an invisible aura rushing towards them!
For a while, it seems to have entered the world of anime, or Yang Ye has completely realized the moves in the comics!
In a short period of time, Yang Ye took five steps in a row!
In the second step, catch the sword that was struck into the air by Wang Feng.
In the third step, pull out the last short blade.
On the fourth step, three swords escaped into the air at the same time! It presents a spectacle of three lights in the sky (the blade reflects the sunlight)!
At the fifth step, Yang Ye seemed to have given birth to three heads and six arms, and at the same time caught three Oriental knives and fixed himself with a smile, and stretched out his hand to pull Wang Feng who was lying in the air.
And the scene of the three swords dancing just now was like an illusion, and the three swords were still stuck in his waist and did not move.
"Brother Feng, you owe me a meal of ramen."
"It should be Mr. who invited me, it was Wang Feng who lost."
Wang Feng knew that if Yang Ye hadn't stopped in time, he would probably have to pay the price of two hands to save his life.
Now he already knows the gap between himself and Yang Ye.
And he knew: Yang Ye was just comparing the swordsmanship of the moves, and he didn't use his spiritual power.
"Brother Feng is wrong."
Yang Ye took off his hat and said with a smile: "If you use a little force at the beginning of the silk wrapping hand, my left hand will be dislocated, and I will lose next." ”
"Sir, that's a mistake."
Wang Feng said with a smile: "If I use my strength, Mr. will definitely follow my strength and kill me with only one knife!" ”
"Hahaha......"
The two laughed loudly, and only then did the airport onlookers wake up from the laughter, raising their arms excitedly and cheering.
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Nagasaki, Japan, Yamamoto family.
"Sir's swordsmanship is really shocking, and the three-light volley really deserves its name!"
"Yes, father."
"Kojiro, our family has been indulging in kendo for generations, and you are the most outstanding in our history, I will ask His Majesty the Emperor for permission to meet Mr. Shang! If he is willing to accept your challenge, it is your honor. Even if you die, we will feel honored. ”
"Yes father, I can't wait to compete with Mr., he is a real sword master!"
Emperor's Palace, Japan.
"Yang Jun's swordsmanship is really amazing, I don't know if he is willing to accept apprentices."
"Lord Portata. Lord Ye's swordsmanship is even more powerful than that of Lord Olin! ”
"Of course."
Portata looked at the TV in front of him with a smile, his heart full of pride.
Huaxia Ping'an.
"Yang Ye, I'm really looking forward to competing with you."
"Senior brothers, junior brother's swordsmanship has improved a lot, it seems that our worries are unnecessary."
"Not bad. Senior brother, Wang Feng's boxing technique has entered the Tao, which is gratifying. ”
"Hahaha, where, where, that's his creation."
"Hey, senior brother is too modest. The teacher's nephew's qi reached the whole body. Every move is beyond the realm. In the future, he is the best candidate to inherit my sect! ”
"Hehe, let him follow his junior brother for a few more years, jade can't be made without cutting."
……
At 10:30 a.m., the car carried Yang Ye and his party out of the bustling Tokyo airport. Head to the Imperial Palace of Japan.
Walk through central Tokyo. You can see a white-walled palace surrounded by water on all sides. It's like going back to the 16th century.
Green tiles and brown copper pillars bring a layered beauty, and the white walls are used to set off the ......
The colorful high-rises of the city contrast with the simple and unpretentious tones of the palace.
The palace was built at the end of the fifteenth century. More than 200 million yuan is needed every year for maintenance to maintain the spiritual sustenance of the Japanese people and the face of the emperor.
But in fact, the emperor is now like ordinary people, with few privileges, and even his ID card says that he is a citizen, not a descendant of Amaterasu.
There has been a long-standing debate between the left and right sides of Japan about whether or not an emperor is needed.
Today's government officials believe that the symbol has little meaning.
When I came to the Shuanggou Bridge of the palace, I saw that the emperor and the empress, as well as their unmarried daughter, as well as the three Portata, the palace attendants and others were already waiting.
"Husband, the Japanese emperor doesn't live very well. It's not as good as ours. You see this ditch is in tatters, and the river is like the sewer in my hometown. ”
"Hehe, good historical traces, why are they so tattered coming out of your mouth?"
Yang Ye pinched Wang Shiru's nose and chuckled.
"Okay, get out of the car and pay attention to etiquette, don't embarrass us Huaxia people."
"Got it." Wang Shiru stuck out her tongue and pulled Wang Yan out of the door first, followed by Yang Ye and Liu Feiyan.
"Mr. Yang, it's a pleasure for you to come. This is my wife Keiko and my daughter Qingxue. ”
Emperor Meiji is not tall, wearing a long tuxedo, his wife Keiko has high hair and a dignified temperament, and his daughter Qingxue looks like an ordinary girl.
It really looks like a rustic beauty of snow and grass.
Since his father's death, the eldest prince has not lived in the palace steadily, and recently the Japanese government is planning to interrupt their financial chain, and if they want to make a living in the future, I am afraid they will have to rely on themselves.
This made Meiji angry and helpless, so as soon as he heard that Yang Ye was coming, he wanted to invite him to see if there was a chance to cooperate.
Although the royal family does not have much property, the private wealth and antiques that have continued over the years add up to $2 billion.
In addition, he also wanted to get in touch with Yang Ye in an ancient way of marriage.
Of course, Meiji naturally did not marry his daughter to Yang Ye, but Yang Ye's family member.
"Ye, Feiyan, hello."
Portata shook hands with Yang Ye with a smile, followed by Baal and Ying's two entourages.
"My sister's kimono today is so beautiful, is it for my husband?" Wang Shiru grabbed Portata and smiled.
Portata pursed his lips and smiled: "Yes, Ye is my friend, do you think it looks good?"
Yang Ye nodded lightly and said, "It's beautiful."
"Sir, this is not the place to talk, why don't we go to the tearoom and talk?"
The emperor seemed to see something, and he was secretly glad that he had no intention of marrying his daughter to Yang Ye.
The area of the imperial palace is 16 hectares, similar to the structure of the imperial palace in ancient China, with the main hall of the emperor's office, the side hall tea room for receiving guests, and the shrine and ornamental garden.
The overall architectural style resembles a great fusion of Chinese and Western cultures.
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Tearoom.
The Japanese follow the ancient Chinese method of drinking tea, which they believe will increase one's spirituality and calm one's mind.
After some small talk, Emperor Meiji found a starting point in Yang Ye's words: "My daughter has just graduated from the University of Tokyo."
"Already a college graduate?" Yang Ye was slightly surprised: "I thought she had just entered high school, did she have a boyfriend?"
"As far as I know, I don't know, Mr. has a wide range of friends, and there must be talented people among the acquaintances, I wonder if I can introduce one to the little girl?"
…… (To be continued......)