Manyo City, Fujita Dojo.

The place has arrived, and the representatives of the dojo have all gathered.

Taking the lead is Yuka Fujita's Lao Tzu, Fujita Xiong.

It was an extremely majestic middle-aged man, in his forties.

Fujita Dojo, hand-to-hand combat is known as Fujita Stream, which itself is a bit similar to the Extreme True Stream, but if you add Qi cultivation and cultivation, the combat power is far beyond the Extreme True Stream, and Gang Fierce and Domineering is its representative.

"I didn't expect Mr. He to really come to the dojo, it's a great honor."

At the door of the dojo, Fujita Xiong held He Jianghai's one hand with both hands, and he was indeed enthusiastic.

He Jianghai was also quite polite.

Fujita Dojo, in a foreign country, was extremely important to him when he was just a little moved.

Basic politeness is taken for granted.

"Iga, come and see Mr. He!"

After a while, Fujita Xiong introduced He Jianghai to the outstanding disciples of the dojo.

One by one, the guy who followed He Jianghai and opened his head had already walked to him, and he didn't shake hands when he arrived, but he put his hands in his arms.

"Still not shaking hands with Mr. He?"

Fujita immediately opened his mouth and scolded.

That guy lazily shook hands with He Jianghai, and he went through a process.

"Mr. Ho, Iga is young, don't blame him."

Fujita Xiong was a little annoyed, at this time, it was not good to blame these, the so-called excellent disciples, he could only apologize to He Jianghai.

He Jianghai didn't care, he smiled and resolved.

Previously, he had understood all these disciples.

Iga Shin is the best dojo disciple under Fujita Yu.

The dojo combat power rank has its own set.

However, in the country of Izuri, this kind of segmentation is extremely particular about seniority, regardless of swordsmanship, karate, judo, more than seven dans, all according to seniority, not according to strength.

Those who can really reach the ninth stage are basically dead people.

Like the Fuji Country Dojo, when it comes to combat power segmentation, it is still based on qi.

This Iga letter, its real combat power, has reached the fifth level of forging body.

Half a year ago, it was only triple, and in recent times, it has made rapid progress.

He Jianghai naturally can't have the same knowledge as him.

It was later, and it was a welcome banquet for He Jianghai.

There was no good banquet, the main thing was too unpalatable, the language was not understood, and Yuka Fujita's translation was not in place, so it was quickly dispersed.

Then he arranged for He Jianghai to rest.

Fujita Xiong will not slack off, and has inquired about the news of Sasaki's family.

The Sanju sword is indeed the inheritance of the Sasaki family, which appeared in the late Warring States period and disappeared more than a hundred years ago, during the period when the god emperor abolished the sword.

The details are too important for the Sasaki family to be made clear by phone.

"The Sasaki family means that if you want to buy this knife from Mr. He, money is not a problem."

In the end, Fujita was a little embarrassed, obviously he didn't want to say it, but he didn't seem to know how to express it if he didn't say it.

"Perhaps, I can go to the Sasaki family and ask for details."

He Jianghai smiled.

Fujita said yes again and again, and then withdrew.

Since He Jianghai has said so, Fujita Xiong naturally has to ask someone to accompany him later, and it is not easy to predict what will happen at that time.

As soon as Fujita left the room, a figure flashed in.

Yuka Fujita was wearing a kimono and her body was still wet.

He Jianghai was not polite, and reached out to hug him into his arms.

Fujita Yuka was born and left his arms, and He Jianghai frowned.

"I came here, in fact, there is something else, I want to tell you, it's not a big deal, but if I don't say it, I'm not very comfortable."

Yuka Fujita said with a pout.

"What do you mean?"

He Jianghai couldn't figure out the situation.

"What I want to say is that when I left the knife shop, there were still more than 200,000 cash in my handbag, and after I got out of the car, I found that it was gone, and I didn't tell you at that time."

Yuka Fujita pursed her mouth.

He Jianghai froze suddenly, and his heart felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten maggots.

When she found out that the money was missing, she could immediately say that she was so sloppy that she didn't want to say it.

"Alright, I'll give you an explanation for this."

He Jianghai was extremely speechless, at this moment, thinking of that Yu Wenwen, he had the heart to eat people.

He really didn't expect that this woman would actually steal money.

"I'm just talking casually, now that I'm comfortable, it's impossible for He Jun to compensate me."

Fujita Yuka pursed her mouth and took the initiative to snuggle into He Jianghai's arms.

At this moment, in He Jianghai's heart, it seems that it is impossible except for his mother to sell more than one batch.

For women's cognition, he has always been a little worse, maybe just because he never regarded Yu Wenwen as a thing, this is really paying the tuition.

Hugged Fujita Yuka into his arms, and was about to put his hands up and down, when a cold voice came from outside the door.

It seems polite, but it is obviously scolding.

Fujita Yuka broke free from He Jianghai and pushed the door open, and there was a big man standing outside, it was Iga Shin.

The two immediately quarreled.

"What's going on?"

He Jianghai's tone was light.

The reason why Iga's letter was dissatisfied with him was that he had already seen the details.

One is because he boasts of being extraordinary, and the other is obviously because of Yuka Fujita, he didn't expect it.

This thing didn't care about Fujita's face at all, and dared to knock on his door.

"What does he want to do?"

He Jianghai stood up and asked.

"He wants to challenge you, but he can't help himself!"

At the same time, Yuka Fujita explained, angry and scolded, and suddenly, Yuka Fujita was struggling.

Because of Iga's letter, it was easy to pinch her wrist.

Sou!

He Jianghai's fingers flicked slightly, and a little qi sword penetrated out.

Right in the middle of Iga Shin's body, the guy quickly covered his chest, and then coughed repeatedly, and he couldn't stop retreating, and he had retreated to the bottom of the steps.

Fujita Yuka hurried to He Jianghai's side.

He Jianghai hugged him.

"Tell him that if he moves you again, I will make him unable to get out of bed for three months......"

He Jianghai sneered and confessed to Fujita Yuka.

Before Yuka Fujita could translate, the sound of shouting came out, and Iga Shin rose into the air, no different from a cannonball.

The fist power has long been bursting out, with the sound of breaking the sky.

Fujita Dojo, which has a huge influence in the country of Izuri.

The breath forging body is fivefold, how can it be described as powerful.

This guy has the confidence to be arrogant, and naturally he also has the will to refuse to suffer.

Burst!

He Jianghai raised his hand again, and it was another qi sword, which made the speed of the qi sword even more amazing, and it easily pierced Yi Hexin's right chest.

The power of the piercing force blocked his momentum in the air a lot.

Naturally, it was no longer able to cause any damage to He Jianghai.

He just landed in front of He Jianghai, still at the bottom of the stairs, holding the ground with both hands, coughing violently.

Blood spurted out of his mouth and chest as he coughed.

It's a bit ugly.