"I, how could I be afraid of this unknown guy!"

Beichen Xiuyi supported himself and stood up to fight.

Maybe you'll back down when you're scared!

I've never encountered such a thing as kicking a gym before!

He trembled and held the sword, but the sword was unstable, and his feet were shaking.

"Me! I'm Beichen Xiuyi, but the orthodox descendant of Beichen Yidaoliu, the one hundred and eighth generation of Beichen Minghui......"

Before he finished his BB, Shikamoto Shin revered his sword.

"Don't be verbose, I can give you a trick."

He ignored Beichen Shuichi, this kind of pure liar has really seen a lot.

I don't know why so many people can be deceived, there are not enough scammers these days.

Beichen Shuichi played like he was sick, and his dojo was full of little children rolling on the ground, no different from a kindergarten, and he was more like a child king than a normal generation who taught Guliu swordsmanship.

That's right, the child king who is almost thirty years old.

"You! You! Don't underestimate people! ”

Beichenxiu roared angrily, raised his bamboo sword and rushed forward.

Then he was cut into two pieces by Shinchong Shikamoto with a sword, and he didn't even spend much effort.

weak

It's too weak.

Weaker than the gangsters in the Extreme.

At the level of a liar, so be it.

The eyes of the people of the Kendo Association were straight, he thought that as a normal generation of a teacher who taught Guliu swordsmanship, he could start to play a role, and this was the result?

He couldn't see a trace of "kendo" on his body, and he was stabbed by others.

He's a fart Beichen slasher!

The plaque of the Minghui Dojo was ruthlessly chopped by Shinchong Shikamoto, and if it wasn't for the conditions, he wouldn't even bother to cut the plaque of the Minghui Dojo.

It was literally dirty with his knife.

Seeing the plaque of their own dojo being smashed to pieces, the group of elementary school students who came here to learn swordsmanship cried even more happily.

There are people who cry and cry mothers.

Lu Benxin shook his head and left decisively.

It's disgusting.

He looks down on people who cheat children out of money.

The liar Beichen Xiuyi was cut so that he almost didn't catch his breath, and he groped to get up, only to touch the broken plaque.

On the back of the plaque, the words "Indian Divine Oil" are impressively written.

Before he came to open the dojo to cheat, he was selling fake drugs in the countryside to make enough money, and it happened that during that time, the TV station was a hit anime, and countless secondary school teenagers became interested in kendo, so he recruited a large number of disciples.

Even though he can't teach anything.

The things that are taught orally are all hearsay from other places, and more of them are just brain supplements to satisfy the second disease in the brain.

The elementary school students of Minghui Dojo are always very curious, why other dojos always say that practicing kendo is hard and tiring, just to strengthen their bodies. Kendo can't kill people, let alone practice any domineering breathing techniques, it's all made up in anime light TV series to deceive people.

But when they arrived at the Minghui Dojo, Beichen Xiuyi told them that the domineering breathing method existed, and the people in the other dojos were all liars, and only the Minghui Dojo was the orthodox successor of Beichen's sword.

As a result, just now, the war book from heaven shattered all their illusions.

"Beichen Daoliu does not exist!"

"Master, you are a liar!"

“......”

The little kids ran out of the dojo crying with their naked PP, and for a while, only the liar Beichen Xiuyi was left in the Minghui Dojo with infinite scenery, and he was left alone.

Instead, he burst out laughing.

Anyway, the money has already been cheated, it's a big deal to change industries and cheat again!

A group of waste brain remnants in the second disease,

Aren't you stupid enough to not even see through such a simple deception?

After a few seconds, he stopped laughing, and he heard the sirens approaching.

"You're the normal generation of Minghui Dojo, right?"

"We received a report that you are involved in fraud, come with us!"

......

Shinchong Shikamoto never expected that the Kendo Dojo would meet a liar, and he originally thought that it would be very difficult to build seven dojos in one day that were famous for the "Beichen One Sword Stream".

Not to mention fighting for hours, at least there must be a few back and forth moves, at least let him sweat a lot.

From what it just seems,

Beichen Shuichi is simply a joke.

If it weren't for the agreement with the mysterious old woman, he really didn't want to fight.

Especially after smashing the plaque of his house, the words "Indian divine oil" can be vaguely seen......

Shikamoto Shinchong doesn't want to see it,

The feeling that he is not playing in a swordsmanship dojo, but a seller of fake medicines?

This liar is also unprofessional, and the plaques can be recycled, it's simple.

Soon, he came to the second dojo.

The layout is much more solemn than that of Minghui Dojo, and it is magnificent.

After the people of the Kendo Association expressed their intentions, they also received Kamoto Shinchong with courtesy.

Unfortunately, the normal generation of the dojo is still vulnerable.

Compared to Beichen Shuichi, it may be better,

At least not so trembling that you can't even hold your sword steadily.

"That's it?"

Shin Shikamoto looked to the guide of the Kendo Association.

He also thought that the normal generation of a dojo would have superb swordsmanship skills.

As a result, there was no one who could fight.

In a way, the teacher generation of this dojo is even more shameful than that of Minghui dojo.

At least people are liars, your job is to be a master of a dojo, and it's a shame to be dropped in seconds without even passing a round!

If you had done it before, you would have committed suicide!

Shintaka Kamoto removed the plaque of the second dojo and ruthlessly chopped it into pieces.

This time, there is no longer an advertisement for the Indian god oil on the back.

He is a serious kendo master, but his skills are not as good as others.

The people in the entire dojo didn't dare to make a sound, and they were silent.

Master lost the duel, and the plaque in the dojo was cut to shreds......

This dojo is probably dead, right?

Kamoto Shinchong left with his head held high, and behind him was a kneeling dojo apprentice.

The people of the kendo association also shook their heads,

Are all those who know the ancient flow swordsmanship so unbearable now?

First there are scammers first, and then there are colored pen pads.

Even the people of the kendo association have some doubts: is it that the kendo sport is no longer in line with the laws of the development of the times, and it is time to be eliminated?

Stronger than actual combat, thermal weapons.

Cold weapon duel, was beaten by Ou Jian and had no power to fight back, oh no, it was a complete abuse, and the two of them were knocked to the ground before they could even make a second move against the mysterious visitor in front of them.

The other party still has some spare strength, otherwise a single slash can really kill people.

"Alas!"

He let out a sigh and continued to lead the way for Shikamoto Shinchong.

"Disappointed?"

Shikamoto said.

"Yes, I heard that Your Excellency is famous, and you want to challenge the various dojos of Beichen's first-class Dao Stream, and let Your Excellency down."

The people of the kendo association bowed their heads and bowed.

"I didn't expect them to be so vulnerable."

Luben Shinchong is telling the truth, he has also watched all kinds of anime, TV series and movies or something, and they all boast about how good this ancient swordsmanship is, but it really came to the actual battle, and there was no one who could fight, and it was mixed with liars, who can accept it?

He has been practicing hard for a month!

If you knew earlier, it would be better to kill and kick the gym directly, it's a waste of time!