Xie Hong didn't hold back his breath, he almost squirted, second brother, you are so talented, if those who write novels in later generations hear your idea, they will definitely be embarrassed to come out to meet people, what is this? It's okay if there is no blood in a sword, and the flying immortals outside the sky are obviously not nicknames, right?

"This name is so imposing!"

"No, at least there are more words than that widow. [Reading Network]"

After listening to a lot of Houdefang's various commentaries, the people in the capital are still very receptive, and they all nodded their heads one after another, expressing their agreement, and some people helped Zhengde find a theoretical basis.

The Japanese people were taken aback, not because of the number of words, Zhengde's black-clothed outfit had already made them think about it, but Modao was a little more shocking, so they didn't have time to take care of it. At this time, when I heard the latest name of Zhengde conveyed by the interpreter, I couldn't help but think about it.

Is this one on the other side a ninja?

It's already weird that the name is four words, and the word 'true' is added in front! You know, this is a habit that only the Wa Kingdom has, because there are too many points plagiarized from the Central Plains, and only by adding the word 'true' can it be loudly announced to the world, which is original. The name is like this, and Zhengde's outfit deepens their suspicions.

Of course, the ninjas of this era do not have the magical means of flying away from the world in later comics, these people are a combination of assassins, spies, scouts, and guards, who can go to the battlefield and go down to the trench, and their combat power may not be very strong, but they are likely to have some messy skills.

Tsukahara looked at his opponent vigilantly, his expression becoming more and more cautious, and he felt that he had been fooled.

No wonder Da Ming deliberately stuffed in a small man, it turned out that this person was a master of the secret inheritance of the ninja path of the Wa Kingdom, which could be regarded as returning the other way to the other. He regretted it a little, he should have proposed restrictions if he knew it, ninjas like to play traps and hidden weapons the most, who knows if there is a similar mechanism in this ring?

But he doesn't have stage fright, in the Wa country, he hasn't killed ninjas, and they are all famous ninja masters everywhere, no matter how powerful the knockoff is, it's not as powerful as the original, right? As long as you are vigilant enough to avoid the pitfalls that are possible, you can take it in stride.

"Your Majesty, a good thing is a good thing, you see, even the warriors of the Ming Dynasty are learning the way of ninja...... It can be seen that although Da Ming has the upper hand in terms of ingenuity, it is still a cut above the traditional means. Several ministers muttered in Katsuhito's ear.

"Well, just wait for you to know, don't make it public, so as not to be annoyed and angry." Katsuhito took out a small fan, covered his mouth, and said proudly.

"Your Majesty is wise." In the eyes of the other envoys, the mood of the Japanese envoy was inexplicably high, and Min Zhenghao's feelings were particularly strong.

Relations between Korea and the Wa kingdom were already poor, and since the Sui and Tang dynasties, the two countries have often attacked each other, and later the Mongol Tatars rose up, and as loyal lackeys, Korea also had the upper hand in the fighting. But the good times did not last long, the Tartars rose quickly, and the end was not slow, the sticks soon lost their backers, and the southern two provinces were once again in dire straits.

It wasn't until Xie Hong suddenly appeared and knocked both sides hard that the Tsushima Strait stopped. The North Korean side was the first to be beaten, which can be regarded as taking the lead, and Min also inherited the fine traditions of the residents of the peninsula and knew each other quite well, so he completely gained the upper hand in the action of taking refuge in Hou Ye.

Just three days ago, Xie Hong had promised him, and his whole family was expected to wear a green hat, so he already regarded himself as a Ming person, and the North Korean leadership or something was just a necessary means and superficial form for the Ming Dynasty to make profits.

In such a state of mind, it is self-evident what his position is for this competition, and his eyes become more and more cold when he hears the conversation between the Japanese people.

Of course, Xie Hong didn't have time to care about these messy things, Zhengde had already shown his knife, and he definitely couldn't pull it down, so he could only think of something else. He glanced at the big black man who was about to get out of the ring to make room, and finally let the other party understand what he meant, and returned to the ring, where a man in black stood in one corner, and the big black man stood in the middle.

"This is ......" The gesture seemed to be about to fight, and Katsuhito was startled.

"It's the referee." Lin Han finally got Xie Hong's instructions and replied in the affirmative.

He has been in Nanjing for a long time, and he has no impression of Zhengde's voice for a long time, but with his old spiciness, he can see the nervousness of Xie Hong's expression, and see the posture of Hei Da and others, and then think of Zhengde's consistent style, where can he not guess the identity of the Ximen hero on the stage?

Of course, he shouted in his heart that it was not good, but on the surface, he still had to calm down, and now he could only pray that Simon Daxia would win smoothly. His reply was not very authentic, and the Japanese people did not understand it very well, so it can be seen that he did not explain in detail, so he had to give up. No matter how influential it is, now it is under someone else's roof, although the Japanese people are not as good as the eyes of the stick, but this bit of style can still be understood.

"Let's go!" The audience had different thoughts, but the Ximen hero on the stage couldn't hold it anymore, and the big black man was urged repeatedly, and immediately yelled and announced the start of the competition.

"Drink!" As soon as Zhang Dingyuan's words fell, he saw the sword flashing, and Tsukahara had already rushed forward and killed him violently.

The sword of the Wa Kingdom pays attention to the momentum, and the tricks such as the one slash against the wind and the one no Tai sword are all full blows made by gathering the strength of the whole body, with the posture of becoming benevolent if they do not succeed, and the sharpness of the Japanese sword.

And the title of the Sword Saint of the Wa Kingdom actually has a quantitative indicator, that is, the number of killings, Tsukahara Bu Chuan cut more than 200 people before he got the name of the Sword Saint, and the subsequent Yanagi was similar. As the adoptive father of the Sword Saint, there are not so many people who are slashed by Tsukahara Angan, but there are nearly a hundred unjust souls under the sword, and the murderous aura on his body is undoubted.

......Like a torrential rain falling on a lotus leaf, Tsukahara's pace was so fast that the clogs under his feet did not hinder his movements in the slightest, but the sound put pressure on his opponent.

If you meet a cowardly, you may be directly shocked, so that you react slowly, and then be cut by him with a knife. Among the hundreds of people who were cut down by Tsukahara in the Wa Kingdom, there was no shortage of wronged people who died like this, and the swordsmanship of the two sides may not be much different, and the difference between life and death lies in actual combat experience.

The ring was built temporarily, but it was very spacious, seven or eight zhang square, Tsukahara held a knife in both hands, the handle was at the waist, the blade was close to the right side of the body, and the roar in his mouth was endless, and the distance of several zhang passed in an instant. With such momentum, the spectators gasped and pinched a cold sweat for his opponent.

Not only is the Japanese man angry, he does have two brushes under his hands, and the person on the stage is eighty percent of the young soldiers of the Guards, can he resist such an old outlaw?

"It's a slash against the wind!"

"It's going to win."

Seeing that Tsukahara had rushed in front of his opponent, and his opponent was still in a daze, Bacheng was frightened, and the Japanese people were overjoyed, and Katsuhito had even begun to think about how to explain the aftermath if Tsukahara didn't stop and killed and injured the other party.

After all, Tsukahara was not as optimistic as his compatriots, and he kept staring into the eyes of his opponents as he sprinted. Therefore, he knows very well that the opponent is not in a daze, and the person who is in a daze will not have a bright light in his eyes, and the opponent is clearly very excited.

Tsukahara's feet don't stop, but there is some doubt in his heart, is there a trap? Still is...... He gritted his teeth, no matter what he had, he could only bite the bullet and distance himself, which would only give the other party room to use his hidden weapon! Seeing that the opponent had entered the attack range, he raised the sword high above the top, and with another shout, his waist and legs exerted force, and he was ready to cut it down with a knife...... The next moment, he panicked and retreated!

Because the opponent finally had a move, compared to his babbling slash in the wind, the opponent's move was quite bland, he just raised the Mo knife flat and slashed in front of him.

One point is long and one point is strong, in addition to the routines in later martial arts novels, in actual combat, long weapons are very cheap, especially Chinese sharp weapons such as Mo knife and horse lance.

If it was an ordinary spear that Zhengde was holding, Tsukahara would definitely not be so embarrassed, even if it was a big gun, he would not be afraid, just cut it down.

An ordinary wooden-pole spear, or a bamboo spear, would only cut in two, and even if it was a weapon like a big gun, he was confident to deal with it. The usual surname of rushing all the way, coupled with the strength of his whole body, is enough to dismantle his opponent's weapon hard, and then cut into the inner circle, launching a continuous offensive to finally achieve victory.

However, in the face of Modao, he didn't have this confidence, and when he saw the boss's blade shaking in front of him, Tsukahara even had an illusion that if he slashed it down, the blade might collapse directly.

The cheapness of the weapon is not fatal, the most important thing is that the opponent is not a rookie, Tsukahara can see clearly, the hands holding the handle of the knife are quite stable, as if the knife in his hand is not a Mo knife of more than thirty catties, but an ordinary bamboo gun, as if the weight is light!

In addition, the opponent's grasp of the fighter is also quite good, the timing of the knife, just when Tsukahara will exert his strength but not the force, a little earlier, Tsukahara can calmly change his moves, a little later, his strength will be at the peak, even if the weapon is down, it may not be impossible to fight.

But now, the best thing he can think of is to retreat in a panic to avoid the opponent's edge.

As soon as Tsukahara retreated, his opponent pressed forward, the cold light in his hand flickered, and the long knife turned into thunderbolts, rushing towards him like a stormy wave, beating him to the ground.

The reason why the sword of the Wa Kingdom is to recruit and rush to attack, leaving no room for attack, is very related to the special surname of the Wa sword itself. The sword is very sharp and suitable for chopping, but the blade is narrow and long, but it is not suitable for defense, so the sword of the Wakoku pays attention to advancing without retreating, and the moves are simple to deter the opponent with momentum.

However, when the cottage meets the genuine version, the sword will be dumb.

(To be continued)