Kawashima ran for a short time, but because his right arm was pierced by Du Lisi, he bled incessantly, lost too much blood, and fainted on the side of the road.

It happened that Prince Su Shanqi led his troops to pass by, and some of his soldiers discovered Kawashima Sulang.

"Take him back to the palace for healing." Shanqi said.

"Lord Wang, looking at this person's dress, he is a Japanese ronin, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to bring it back." A subordinate said.

"Your pattern is not so small, the Japanese are also human, if he dies here, isn't it a life?"

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

Prince Su's Mansion.

Shanqi comes to the backyard to visit Kawashima Speed.

"What do you think of it now?" Shanqi asked.

"Thank you for saving your life!" Kawashima had woken up at this time, struggled to get out of bed, and knelt on the ground to kowtow to Shanqi.

"Hurry up, please! You don't need to be so polite. Shanqi used his hands to help Kawashima Speedy up from the ground.

"Lord Wang, you are really a kind person."

"What's your name?"

"Kawashima Speed."

"You're Japanese?"

"Yes."

"Then how did you get hurt?"

"Lord Qiqi, I came to China to visit an old friend, but as a result, he moved and was not found. I was going to go back to Japan, but I didn't expect to meet thieves on the way and want to block the road and rob my things, so I resisted and fought with them, but they were injured. Kawashima Speedy lied.

"I see, then you can rest well, and when you are fully recovered, it will not be too late to return to Japan."

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Kawashima quickly bowed 90 degrees to Shanqi again.

Half a month later.

Kawashima's wound healed seventy or eighty percent.

Begin practicing Oriental sword techniques in the garden.

I saw him holding an Oriental knife in his hand, jumping and jumping, his movements were agile, and his offensive was rapid.

"Good knife technique!" After Shanqi arrived, he stopped to watch and couldn't help but praise.

"Lord Wang, when did you come?" Kawashima Speedy realized that Shanqi was watching him practice his sword, so he stopped his move and asked.

"I've been here for a while," Shanqi said with a smile, "I didn't expect your Oriental sword skills to be so powerful." ”

"Lord Wang, you are smiling, my level can only be regarded as average in our Japan." Kawashima said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"You don't have to be too modest, you can see that your current kung fu can be called a first-class level."

"What, does the prince also know martial arts?"

"I don't know too much, and I only know a little bit about it."

"So, what is the prince good at?"

"I prefer Wudang swordsmanship."

"The prince can also martial arts?"

"I understand that."

"So, can you please demonstrate it?"

"Yes," Shanqi took off the clothes he grew up in outside, rolled up his sleeves, and came to the courtyard, stretching out his arms and legs, without the slightest collapse, "Then I'll practice a set of Tai Chi swords for you." ”

"Okay!"

Someone handed the sword to Shanqi, he held it in his hand, and practiced.

Tai Chi Sword is a unique swordsmanship of Wudang, which pays attention to the softness with the rigidity, and the softness overcomes the rigidity.

At first, one move and one style, the practice was very slow, and I could see clearly, but later, the more I practiced, the faster I practiced, and the sound of the sword cutting through the air was endless.

"Good swordsmanship!" Kawashima kept applauding.

After a set of swordsmanship dances, you can see that the good qi does not grow, and the face does not change, and it seems to be at ease.

"Lord Wang, I really didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so exquisite, can you teach me?"

"Yes, I see that your Oriental sword technique is also good, can you teach it to me?" Shanqi asked.