Sakuratakeran lost, and he did lose.

In the battle between swords and swords, he lost completely.

This move has been passed down from generation to generation by the Sakura Martial Arts, and the sword drawing technique that has been sublimated to the apex here only scratches the skin on Xiao Yunye's neck.

On the contrary, as an attacker, he was pierced through the shoulder by a long sword that stabbed at some point.

There is no doubt that Xiao Yunye has completely seen through him the moment he started.

....

For everyone, the world is not a static picture, but a long runway.

You can run, and so can others, it's just a matter of who is fast and who is slow.

Of course, there may be people who choose to stop and rest, or never run again.

But that's someone else's business, and you can't deprive others of the right to choose whether to run or not.

Decades ago.

The high-spirited Sakura Wu Shiyalang went to the Yan country alone, and fought with Xiao Yunye for three days and three nights at the top of Qingyun Peak, and finally lost.

It can be seen from this that the gap in strength between Sakura Wu Shiyalang and Xiao Yunye is not so big, if the gap is really a heaven and an underground, then Sakura Wu Shiyalang will not be unwilling and persistent all his life.

Now, decades later.

Sakura Takeran's talent is far superior to that of his grandfather Sakura Takeshi Yelang, and in terms of strength, he is also stronger by more than one level, which is an indisputable fact in the hearts of the Eastern Warriors.

But in this way, when facing the same opponent as his grandfather, he didn't hold out for 3 minutes.

Why?

Obviously, Xiao Yunye has entered the twilight of his life, and for those who practice martial arts, the physical strength and reflexes at this age will be reduced, even less than half of what he was young.

And why can't he defeat Xiao Yunye, he can't even hold on for 3 minutes?

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....

Inside the courtyard of the Sakura Samurai Mansion.

Blood flowed backwards along the blade of the Qingyun Sword, feeling the sharp pain in his shoulder, and Ying Wulan's eyes widened in shock.

His lips moved slightly, and he said three words in a trembling voice.

"For..... Miscellaneous..... Is it? ”

Xiao Yunye held the sword in one hand, and it was only at this moment that the blood marks on his neck that were rubbed by the cherry blossom knife were faintly oozing blood.

The old man's face was very calm, and in the life-and-death confrontation just now, he didn't even breathe.

"I don't know why I lost."

"I don't understand."

"Young man, you're losing in your heart."

"Heart?"

"Sakuratakeran, if I'm not mistaken, your grandfather is Sakuratake Shiyaro."

Being pierced through the shoulder by the Qingyun Sword, Ying Wulan's face did not have any painful expression, only shock.

He couldn't wait to ask aloud.

"Why? Why! Obviously I want to be stronger than grandpa, obviously I defeated grandpa many years ago! ”

A light tremor flashed in Xiao Yunye's pupils.

Although he had no future in his life, there were some things that he could see more clearly.

"Sakura Wulan, do you really think you're better than your grandfather?"

It was the first time in her life that she had been asked this ridiculous-sounding question in person, and he replied excitedly.

"Isn't that a matter of course! I beat my grandfather, do you mean he was releasing water back then? Deliberately lost to me? ”

"Nope."

Xiao Yunye shook his head slightly.

"With my understanding of Sakuratake Juyaro, he will never release water, even if the opponent is his descendant."

"And why? He obviously lost, doesn't that prove that I'm better than grandpa? ”

"Sakuratake Toyoro also lost in his heart."

Sakura Wulan's pupils shrank into a small dot and shouted excitedly.

"I don't understand! I don't understand! ”

Seeing him like this, Xiao Yunye's old face actually showed a trace of vicissitudes of life.

"Maybe Sakuratake Shiyoro himself doesn't understand, but in my opinion, the reason why he lost to you is because you are his grandson."

....

Hearing Xiao Yunye's words, Ying Wulan's excited emotions stopped abruptly, and this sentence hurt him more fatally than the penetrating wound on his shoulder.

The true meaning that Xiao Yunye wants to express can be reflected in a more straightforward sentence.

It's not that I'm stronger, it's that you're too weak

Sakuratake Juyoro did not deliberately release the water, but when facing his grandson, his mentality changed, and it was this subtle change that caused him to lose to his grandson.

The most complicated thing in the human heart, although Xiao Yunye can't understand this state of mind, he is very sure of this conclusion.

Because, Sakura Takeran is indeed not as strong as Sakura Takeshi Ten Nights.

Obviously, this famous Eastern Sword God is only living in his strongest dream, and until now, he has not understood a truth.

That is, there is no such thing as the strongest in the world.

As long as the flow of time cannot be stopped, there is no world first.

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For Sakura Takeran, this is a very cruel truth.

In the night wind, his head was bowed, and his shoulders were trembling slightly, not because of the pain, but because he couldn't accept the result.

Suddenly, I saw him raise his face violently, and his expression had been distorted by the strong emotional stimulation.

"No, I'm the best in the world!"

With a loud roar, Ying Wulan ignored the Qingyun Sword that ran through his shoulder, and slashed the Sakura Knife towards Xiao Yunye again.

"Poof!"

Xiao Yunye drew out the Qingyun Sword almost at the same time, and the blood he brought out splattered out.

"Ding!"

The galloping Sakura knife was held at the neck.

At this time, Ying Wulan had been carried away by the strong unwillingness, and the sword skills had become disorganized.

The pierced shoulder caused the entire right arm to be unable to be raised, and he held the knife in his left hand, slashing at Xiao Yunye wildly, with a crazy roar in his mouth.

"Ahh

However, in all the slashes after that, he didn't touch Xiao Yunye again, not even the sword.

....

With a dodge, Xiao Yunye's body seemed to be faster than the light, and before the Sakura Knife stabbed, the blade had already cut two blood marks on Sakura Wulan's chest.

"Boom, boom!"

The blue robe shattered with the blood mist, and in the next second, Xiao Yunye approached and raised his sword.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, this palm slammed steadily into Ying Wulan's chest, and at the same time, the hilt of the Qingyun Sword also hit Ying Wulan's wrist with the knife.

"Poof!"

was hit in the chest by this palm, and most of the clothes on Ying Wulan's upper body were shattered, and in the next second, the whole person's blood spurted upside down.

The knife-wielding left hand was also hit hard, the palm of the hand was numb, and the cherry blossom knife also fell out of the hand.

"Bang!"

After landing, Ying Wulan's whole person slid out of the ground like a broken sack for more than ten meters.

Not far away, with a "bang", the cherry blossom knife that got out of his hand also fell to the side in embarrassment.

The entire compound fell silent again.

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On the other side of the courtyard, the current head of the Sakura Takeshi family, Sakuratakeyama, sat on the ground in fear.

Watching Xiao Yunye beat Ying Wulan like Lao Tzu beating his son, he suddenly recalled the last words his grandfather said when he decided to retire.

Xiao Yunye is recognized as the number one sword saint in the Yan Kingdom, but in my heart, he is truly the number one in the world