Chapter 387: Murata is empty
"Whew." Abe Crow let out a long breath and placed his sword on the table.
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The table was directly crushed into pieces of wood by the eight-sided Han sword.
I looked at everything in front of me, I couldn't believe my eyes, this wooden table to be honest, not to mention how much it can withstand gravity, but the weight of one hundred and eighty pounds is still okay, this sword can easily crush the table is a little unbelievable.
"Your sword is so heavy." Beads of sweat were already on Abe's crow's head.
I shook my head curiously, then reached out and picked up my sword.
After picking it up, I threw it a few times: "It's not heavy." β
"You put your sword in its scabbard." Abe Raven handed me the scabbard.
After inserting the scabbard, Abe's crow was not so heavy when he picked it up again, but looked very relaxed.
"It seems that this is indeed a rare divine weapon, it is so amazing." Abe said enviously.
I grinned, took the sword from his hand and leaned aside.
"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and when it's five o'clock, I'll take you to see the place where our Tuyumen practices yin-yang arts." Abe Raven said.
Hearing this, I grinned directly: "If I'm not mistaken, the person who troubles me at noon is also there, right?" Let me guess your purpose. β
"You're here to see my strength? Or do you want to see what I have with this sword? β
After being recognized by me, Abe Dark Crow was not embarrassed at all, but said: "To be honest, I don't convince you, because grandpa said that I am not as good as you, I want to see where we are different." β
"It is undeniable that your sword is indeed a rare divine weapon, but I don't think that the things of our Tuyumen will be worse than your China, of course, I may fight with you at that time, but this should not affect the relationship between us, right?"
I smiled and waved my hand: "How so?" You said that it's just a discussion, and it's good to stop at the point, so how can it affect the relationship? β
In my room, Abe Raven pulled me to play games for more than two hours, yes, more than two hours of games.
According to the normal routine, the heirs of these big sects are not all quite cold, and then they practice yin and yang every day, but I have ignored a key point, that is, Abe Dark Crow is also a funny young man like me.
I have to say that there are so many similarities between the two of us, and if it weren't for the different countries, I have every conviction that the two of us could be very good friends.
At about five o'clock, Abe Raven took me to the place where the Tsuchigomon practiced yin-yang arts.
It was a place the size of a football field, surrounded by a wall three or four meters high, and it was filled with people from the Doomon Gate, and Abe Kengen sat on a high platform.
Seeing the two of us coming, Abe Kenyuan waved his hand at us and motioned for the two of us to come over.
Abe Jianyuan's actions were naturally watched by everyone, and for a while, all eyes were focused on the two of us.
After coming to the high platform, Abe Dark Crow knelt down directly, but I didn't kneel.
The man has gold under his knees, and he kneels to his parents, so it is impossible for me to kneel Abe Kenyuan, let alone that he is still Japanese.
But apparently, my performance angered the people below the Earth Palace.
Abe Jianyuan was also good-tempered, pressed his hand down, and then stood up and said in Chinese: "Everyone, I believe that as a member of my Tuyumen, you have a deep understanding of Chinese yin-yang techniques, and it can be said that in addition to the ancestors' style gods, most of our yin-yang techniques originate from China. β
"Maybe you don't know that there is a mysterious organization in China, which is full of powerful onmyoji, and this Li Chujiu next to me is a young talent who came out of the Demon Hunting Bureau."
"It can even be said that in our Tuyumen, except for the old man and those elders, I believe that almost no one in the younger generation is his opponent, and even the dark crow may not be his opponent."
Hearing Abe Jianyuan's words, my face immediately became ugly, what is the matter, this old grandson actually yin me.
This sounds like a compliment to me, but praising people also depends on the place, I am now in the Tuyumen, as soon as he says this, those members of the Tuyumen will definitely not accept me, and they will definitely come up one by one to do something with me, after all, no matter what, the Japanese look down on our people from the bottom of their hearts, this is an indisputable fact.
Sure enough, as soon as Abe Jianyuan's words fell, the few people who were looking for trouble with me at noon stood up.
Came to the bottom of the high platform and looked at me with a contemptuous look: "Chinese, I want to challenge you." β
Although I was also very upset with him, and even immediately wanted to go down and beat him, this is Abe's territory after all.
I looked at Abe Jianyuan and said, "Master Jianyuan, what do you think about this matter?" β
Abe Jianyuan looked at me with a smile and said, "Since the boys of my Tuyumen are not sensible and want to challenge you, as the master of the gate, I can't say anything to favor anyone?" Why don't you just fight him? β
"Of course, it's just an ordinary exchange, just click on it." After speaking, Abe Jianyuan looked at the man in the audience with a sullen face: "Murata is empty, wait a minute, if you dare to hurt Li Chujiu, I will ask you." β
"No, it won't." Murata Saku said with a wicked smile: "I will definitely be able to defeat him within ten moves, as long as he stops doing it after I defeat him, I won't hurt him." β
Watching the two sing and harmonize, I really feel a little disgusted, but people are bullied to the end, and I don't have to endure it, if I change someone, it will be okay, but it is the Japanese who mock me, in this case, even if I can't beat me, I will be on it, not to mention that he is just a waste.
A smile hooked up at the corner of my mouth and slowly walked off the high platform: "Then thank you for the advice, but don't be too merciful when you bite me when the time comes, otherwise I won't be able to do it." β
Underneath the high platform is something like an arena, a place dedicated to competition.
Coming down, I stood two meters away from Murata: "Let's do it." β
Murata Sakara had already looked at me unpleasantly, so he pulled out the * in his hand and rushed over.
Seeing this cold light, I wanted to scold my mother directly, the grass and mud horse, your family is a real knife and a real gun?
There was a hint of murderous intent in my eyes, and I pulled it out and slashed it out.
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The sword in my hand collided with *, and the feeling made my wrist a little numb for a moment, but I didn't expect that it was *in Murata's empty hand that just appeared a gap.
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