All the paparazzi trembled with excitement.

They don't understand what kendo is, but they know what journalism is.

What could be more bloody than a kendo demon suddenly turning into a hero and fighting a decisive battle against the family chaebol monopolizing kendo with the heart of death?

What is it?

This is the spirit of fearless international friends.

The shutter fell, and the ugliness of Yanagi continued to be filmed.

This shame of the sword path fainted directly, and he didn't even dare to refute, which shows that he is a thief with a weak heart, otherwise how could he faint?

And I don't know if it's a real fainting or a fake fainting.

This kind of person can be punished in his heart, and he is ashamed of the neon sword!

Lin Mosheng continued to be compassionate, stepped forward, and patted the shoulder of the disciple who had just glared at him, as if he was the big brother next door.

"You know what? In our Huaxia, there is also a martial saint, he created Taijiquan is soft and soft, but our Huaxia is regarded as a treasure, who dares to say that Taijiquan is a waste of boxing? ”

Everyone was silent, yes, other people's Huaxia martial arts are the source of their own martial arts.

But in others, the subtle fist of Taijiquan was canonized, but their own family sneered at the way of the Sword Saint.

Wrong.

It's definitely not our own fault.

It's the fault of those kendo families who want to monopolize it all, just like they have done for thousands of years!

"So you're enlightened?"

Lin Mosheng raised the 'Vajra Heavenly Bong' and struck a sword on the top of this disciple's head.

The power of [Zixian King Kong] is drunk at the head!

"I'm enlightened!"

The disciple who was still glaring at Lin Mosheng just now fell to his knees in front of Lin Mosheng, sobbing and grabbing the ground with his head.

Everyone watched this scene in shock.

They looked at Lin Mosheng.

I saw that this swordsman did not have the rampant and playful before.

Raise a sword in one hand and make a dreadnought seal in the other.

Compassion, solemnity, incredible power, thirty-two kinds of beauty are added to him, just like the great virtue who is worshiped in the temple, holding high the sword of wisdom and cutting down, and all troubles are broken.

Zen!

Everyone was at peace, and only this one word came to mind.

"The disciple is wrong, the disciple is enlightened, I implore the master to accept the disciple as an apprentice!"

After the initial anger against the enemy, then the grief for the teacher, the doubt about his own kendo.

He was furious and sorrowful, and all kinds of thoughts wrapped him around him like three thousand threads of trouble.

Koizumi Shou originally thought that his future kendo would be gloomy, and his sword heart would be dusty.

But Lin Mosheng not only did not dislike him, but also slashed at him, a fool, with a great wisdom and bright sword, cutting off three thousand threads of trouble.

That's what a real teacher is.

Lin Mosheng looked at Koizumi Shou, and had to say that Liu Shengliu, as one of the three major neon swordsmanship, still has the ability to choose apprentices.

This pro-inheritance who follows Liu Shengxing has good qualifications.

You also need to set an example.

Lin Mosheng nodded and looked at Koizumi Shou, "If you want, follow me to learn swords." ”

Koizumi Shou clasped his hands together, "Master." ”

The shutter flickered, and everyone filmed this touching scene.

This is definitely not acting, otherwise Lin Mosheng and Koizumi Shou could go to the Oscars to receive the award.

All felt the true compassion and the great bliss of enlightenment.

In the audience, only one person's heart was as cold as an abyss.

That man is the lucky one who went up the mountain.

He was speechless, looking at this scene solemnly, his hands and feet were cold, and his heart was cold.

It is precisely knowing Lin Mosheng's true character, so how compassionate the scene in front of him is, how frightened he is.

He couldn't help but think of the words of the Demon King Bo Shun to the Buddha.

At the end of the Dharma, my son and grandson are monks, wearing their robes, destroying your Dharma, having the name of a monk, and practicing the way of demons!

But if Lin Mosheng is a demon, but he is as powerful as a Buddha, as immeasurable as a Buddha, and teaches sentient beings like a Buddha, then what is the difference between him and a Buddha?

For a while, even Shangshan Xing didn't know how to judge Lin Mosheng.

This is the wisdom of mortals, and sometimes they are poor.

When Lin Mosheng came out of the New Yin Flow Sword Gym again, there were ten times more people behind him!

But everyone's faces were not out of fear, but out of respect.

This is the real kendo cultivator, who came to Neon thousands of miles away to break the monopoly of the family chaebol on kendo.

It's like, it's like.

All those who followed thought of the Buddha again.

Compassion, compassion.

However, when Lin Mosheng went to the next kendo hall, the other party closed the door tightly and didn't even dare to show his face.

"Hey."

Lin Mosheng sighed in a low voice.

I'm a nice guy.

Koizumi Shou stepped forward and kicked open the other party's door, and the wooden gate made a banging sound.

Then Koizumi Shou said respectfully to Lin Mosheng, "Master, to deal with this kind of demonic outer way, you should use thunder means. ”

Lin Mosheng glanced at Koizumi Shou approvingly, this apprentice received a good job.

Everybody jumped in.

I saw that the swordsman had dismissed all his disciples, and he was the only one sitting in the huge courtyard.

Lin Mosheng didn't care about it either, and sat down directly.

The sword hero who showed the flow stared at Lin Mosheng deadly, "If you want the plaque, go get it yourself." ”

Lin Mosheng smiled slightly, what if I didn't just want a plaque?

He looked around at the Kendo Hall, "It seems that you already knew the news in advance, so you dismissed all the disciples?" ”

The sword master who showed the flow closed his eyes, he didn't want to say more to Lin Mosheng.

If you want to kill, you will kill, and the great swordsman will avenge himself.

Lin Mosheng didn't care, he suddenly looked solemn, "I'm here to ask you one thing." ”

"For all your disciples, do you really teach them what they learn wholeheartedly?"

A sharp warning!

Showing the Flowing Sword Hao, he opened his eyes suddenly, his chest rising and falling violently.

He understood why Lin Mosheng insisted on coming in when he saw that he was avoiding the battle!

"Or is it that the vast majority of your professor's true lineages are disciples of the Sword Dao Gate?"

Xian Xianliu Jian Hao opened his mouth, he wanted to explain, explain that the qualifications of the disciples are different, and the disciples of the Sword Dao Gate Valve are indeed better qualified, so naturally it is impossible for them all to teach the same.

He wanted to explain, explaining that he had limited energy and could only focus on teaching.

He wants to explain, to explain that he is also human, and he will also be bound by human sophistication.

However, these words could not be said after drinking the first stick, and he did not even have the strength to defend himself.

Because he really didn't teach all the disciples the true inheritance, even if he was a disciple of the sect lord, if he wasn't the heir he chose, he wouldn't be taught the secret technique, this was to ensure the strength of the teacher in the future.

Lin Mosheng chuckled lightly and stood up, "It seems that you are at a loss for words, you can keep that plaque for yourself, this kind of swordsmanship, I took it, I am afraid of dirty my hands." ”

Lin Mosheng got up in a dashing manner, and then turned around and left the kendo hall.

As soon as he took two steps, there was an exclamation from the crowd behind him, and it turned out that the swordsman who had shown his current flow was sephering his stomach in front of everyone.

Lin Mosheng didn't care and continued to move forward.

Seppuku Mingzhi is useful, what else do you want the editor to do?

You're committing suicide in fear of sin!

There was no value in continuing to pick up the kendo gym, it was getting late, Lin Mosheng got in the car, ready to go back to rest.

A black convoy pierced the night.

One reporter after another watched Lin Mosheng in the distance.

I don't know who it was, but suddenly said, "Like a dragon." ”

Everyone's eyes converged on the source of the voice, and Koizumi Shou said loudly, "The master is like a dragon, cutting through the long night of swordsmanship!" ”

Everyone suddenly looked at the convoy like a black dragon in the distance, and the dazzling lights pierced the long night, it was indeed like a dragon.

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Kamiyama Xing personally drove for Lin Mosheng.

"You Black Tigers have your own tabloids, right?"

Shangshan Xing didn't know what Lin Mosheng was going to do, but he still nodded seriously, "Yes, my lord." ”

"In the evening, you wait for the newspapers to write manuscripts, and you collect them and print a bound book with your own newspaper."

Forehead?

Shangshan Xing thought for a moment, and immediately understood, "Are you worried that these newspapers won't be printed?" ”

Although the last fig leaf of Tokyo Kendo has been ripped off tonight.

But with the energy of Tokyo Kendo, there is still a chance that tomorrow's newspaper can be forcibly suppressed.

Lin Mosheng is not worried, anyway, for him, it is just a matter of making more preparations without effort, and it is not himself who works hard.

As the saying goes, a mouth on the top, a broken leg on the bottom.

Shangshan Xing hesitated for a moment, "My lord, I'm afraid that even the newspaper controlled by the family will not be released tomorrow, and it will be stared at." ”

Lin Mosheng glanced at Shangshan Xing, "So many of you members eat dry rice?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"Won't you let them go to the streets and send it, where there are more people, where there are more people! The embassy area, the foreign friends area, Ginza, Shibuya, this is freedom of speech, so naturally everyone should see it. ”

Embassy Quarter.

Fortunately, he immediately understood what Lin Mosheng meant, indeed, if this matter became known to all countries, even the Tokyo Kendo Federation would not be able to suppress it.

"It's free, my lord, it's a brilliant ploy."

Kamiyama said excitedly with a fist high-five.

"Free?" Lin Mosheng sneered, "Who said we want to be free, we want to sell it at ten times the price!" How can such top-secret information be precious if it doesn't cost a lot of money? ”

It's like the difference between the free "Golden Plum" and the hardcover version of "Golden Plum".

The former is to spread obscene ideas, and the latter is to inherit classical culture.

Humans are cheap creatures.

You don't sell expensive, but you make it a little less convincing.

After that, the high price will naturally make the pirates take risks, and when something is really profitable, it is not the Tokyo Kendo Federation that can stop it.

This is the charm of capital.

"Hey."

Shangshan Xing is also a smart person, and he instantly understood what Lin Mosheng meant, and he couldn't help but praise, "Your wisdom really has a vision beyond the times. ”

Lin Mosheng smiled, he only knew a little bit about social communication than the people of the whole era.

Just as the two were talking, the car in front suddenly stopped.

Kamiyama Yuki's face was gloomy as water, and he took out the walkie-talkie, "Bastard, what happened?" ”

A terrified voice came from the other end of the intercom, "Group, team leader, it's a soul asking for your life!" ”

Wronged souls asking for their lives?

Lin Mosheng used [Yi Yan] and [Water Officer Solution] to perceive it, and made sure that there were no snipers or bombs around.

Then he opened the car door and went up to Yuki close behind.

I don't know when the road in front of me began to be foggy.

There were shadows in the thick fog, and a few figures flickered.

One by one, the thugs in suits nervously held their guns, sticking to Lin Mosheng and Shangshan Xing, and the one who had just spoken trembled and pointed to the dense fog, "It's those dead swordsmen, they have come to take revenge!" ”

As his words fell, two figures appeared at the same time in the thick fog.

It was this morning that Lin Mosheng killed Miyamoto Kazuryu and Hataharu Shiro.

They were one left and one right, their figures under the cover of the dense fog and moonlight, like reflections in the water, holding sharp blades, pointing at Lin Mosheng.

"I'm waiting for revenge!"

After seeing Lin Mosheng appear, they did not hesitate at all, wielding a sharp blade and slashing at it.

Bang bang bang.

Gunshots rang out constantly, but they couldn't do any damage to the spirits.

The chill turned into substance, freezing the hands and feet of the Black Tiger members.

"Green Dragon and White Tiger, there are many battles!"

A five-meter-long black biao and a seven-meter-long baby dragon appeared out of thin air.

Black Biao planted his wings and grabbed Miyamoto Ichilong in the wind.

The young dragon probed its claws, and the dense fog around it turned into chains and rushed towards Shiro Hataharu.

However, the two ghosts who had just woken up for a short time were easily caught, and then Hei Biao opened his mouth and sucked it into his mouth.

The basic attributes of the four elephants summoned by the [Purification Spell] are determined by Lin Mosheng's spiritual attributes, and Lin Mosheng's current spiritual attributes are 27 points, not to mention the two ghosts who are still in a state of confusion.

Even if Miyamoto Kataryu and Haupun Shiro really come back to life completely, they may not be able to kill the spirit of the four elephants with such a high basic attribute.

"Your Excellency, you are truly brave."

A thug in a suit came back to his senses and said flatteringly.

Suddenly, a black light stabbed at Lin Mosheng from the front, it was the 'Black Tiger Crowd' who had reported a ghost and was trembling with fright.

Taking the opportunity of everyone surrounding Lin Mosheng, he also surrounded him.

Such a narrow distance, such a delicate timing, coupled with the injuries Lin Mosheng received this morning.

This blade will be hit!

Boom!

A golden fist print bloomed, imprinted on the assassin's body, and before he could say a word, his whole body exploded.

The power of 26 points carried an extremely domineering intent, so that he did not have time to make any changes and dodge.

Squeezed his blood out of his body, burst out of the seven orifices, and turned into a fan.

Lin Mosheng silently withdrew his fist, cut, such a big red monster, such a brittle body, he was embarrassed to learn from others as assassins.

Let's go back and rebuild it.

He didn't think about what information he wanted to get from this red-named monster, because what he could get, he could deduce through [Water Official Solution] and [Yi Yan], and if he couldn't get it, it was estimated that the dead man on the other side would not say it.

After being stunned for half a minute, Shangshan Xing next to him touched a handful of burning blood on his face, which was left by the assassin just now, and he looked at Lin Mosheng in horror, "My lord, I will never have it!" ”

Lin Mosheng stretched out his palm to stop, and smiled kindly, "Well, I believe you, you wouldn't do such a stupid thing, okay, since the matter is over, then go back." ”

After saying that, he got into the car by himself.

Shangshan Xing looked at Lin Mosheng's broad back, although he knew what kind of person Lin Mosheng was, but he suddenly had a sense of absurdity that a soldier died for his confidant.

And, it's so cool to follow the adults tonight!

Am I sick?

On the outskirts of Tokyo, in an ancient temple surrounded by mountains and forests.

Three huge pentagram arrays emitted an eerie glow.

Suddenly, the incense candles of the two pentagram arrays fell, and the corpses on them dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was the bodies of Shiro Haharu and Kazuryu Miyamoto.

"You've failed!"

An old man next to him, who was only one meter six and looked like a mole, shouted angrily.

"Didn't you say he's seriously injured right now! You've given us the wrong message! ”

The person who was shouted by the old man looked like a mist shrouded in a mist, wearing a hunting suit and printed with a gorgeous golden chrysanthemum pattern.

He sneered and looked at Wind Demon Kotaro, "I hired you Wind Demon Ninjas to kill people, not to make you bark at me!" ”

Wind Demon Kotaro looked at each other with jealousy.

The status of ninjas in Japan is not high, even in this world where extraordinary power exists, they do not have wonderful magic methods, and they are not as good as Juggernaut in head-to-head duels.

However, the skills of covering up the breath, changing the appearance, and assassinating the secret are still top-notch.

He gasped, "I'm quitting." ”

"Haha." Onmyoji picked up a folding fan to cover his mouth and smiled, "Then do you think he will let you wind demon flow go?"

Wind Demon Kotaro stood in place, because he was really not sure if Lin Mosheng knew that the ninja who shot was their Wind Demon Flow.

Even he was sure that the man in front of him would tell Lin Mosheng about it directly.

However, he was a ninja who had inherited the name of Wind Demon Kotaro, and he suddenly calmed down, "The price has been increased three times." ”

The Onmyoji of the Jiuju faction nodded without the slightest hesitation.

These poor sour ninjas are petty children, no wonder they haven't been on the stage for so many years.

He looked at the altar, the last five-pointed star of Masao Fujikawa, and sighed, "It's a pity that that guy from Fujikawa was directly destroyed." ”

Ashiya Ema looked at the wind demon Kojiro and comforted, "Although this operation failed, it was originally a temptation, and we didn't gain nothing. ”

Of course, Kazema Kojiro knew the importance of information, and he asked in a condensed voice, "What's the gain?" ”

"First, he knows how to use heavenly magic, and his Taoism is very high, and ordinary assassination will not work at all."

Wind Demon Kotaro nodded.

"Second, tell those fools in the Kendo Federation that if you can't kill them with one blow, letting people go will only increase the strength of the opponent."

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After going up the mountain to send Lin Mosheng back to rest, he received a phone call, his face changed, and he drove back to an old street in Shinjuku District alone.

Tokyo has a bustling side, but it also has a dirty side.

This is called a dilapidated and depressed small street, and the only ramen stall owner is also a burly middle-aged and elderly man with tattoos all over his neck.

Twenty or thirty years ago, he may have used the same pair of hands to chop people into puree meat, and few people dared to eat such ramen.

Only the members of the community who come and go, out of politeness, take care of the business of their predecessors.

However, the ramen here is really delicious, and it is really hand-made.

Yuki Kamiyama stopped the car from afar, then walked alone, lifted the red doorcloth, and asked for a bowl of soy sauce ramen.

Next to him was already sitting a two-meter-tall 'Roshan'.

Lin Mosheng is already a strong person, but compared to this Roshan, he is as slender as a college student who has not exercised.

Roshan finished eating the ramen in three or two bites, and then shouted happily to himself, "Refreshing, Antubo, it's a shame that you followed me to cut people on the street, if it weren't for that, maybe you could have become the god of ramen now." ”

"When the time comes, wouldn't it be a beautiful thing for you to go to Ginza, to Minato Ward, to open a top-notch ramen restaurant in those prosperous places, and watch those young girls and young women wearing short skirts and sweating profusely with ramen?"

Speaking of happy places, he patted his thigh and smiled, like a profligate office worker.

Antubo gave him a dull look, and then said calmly while cooking the noodles, "I think now that I can snatch them directly and press them on my bed, or even let their husband or boyfriend watch the battle next to them." ”

Carp Wen smiled and waved his hand, "This is different, it's different, Antubo, you rough man, you really don't understand the amorous at all." ”

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Yuki Kamiyama, "yes, Yuki." ”

Shangshan Xing was glanced at by the carp with a smile, and only felt that the hairs on his body were rising.

They all felt that the lord was old, and even the lord himself thought so, so he wanted to abdicate.

But before the abdication, the lord of all is still the lord of all.

The neon community deserves to be the leader.

All members of the community need to be in front of the underworld emperor, even in a dilapidated ramen restaurant.

Nearest the king nearest the gallows.

"It's still the head of the family who knows how to play with women."

Hearing the flattery, Carp gave Antub a smug look, but the latter ignored it and continued to cook the noodles on his own.

After the victory, Carp was in a much better mood, he took out a cigar, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then said, "Today, the people from the Tokyo Kendo Federation are here, guess what they said?" ”

Kamiyama Yuki sneered with the arrogance of the underworld, "No matter what they say, you can't listen to them, my lord." ”

Carp's fingers paused, and then patted Kamiyama Yuki's shoulder vigorously, "You're very smart, but you need to give me a reason this time, otherwise it will be difficult for me to explain to the rest of the family." ”

"Is that enough reason to master Tokyo Kendo?"

After Shangshan Yuki finished speaking, he clearly heard the heartbeat of the man opposite, who was obviously the same age as his father, but still as strong as a bull.

Carp looked at Kamiyama Yuki.

Of course, he knows what it means to master Tokyo Kendo.

That's much more than just money.

It's a ticket to the world under the sun for their Yamaguchi-gumi.

"Do you have it, or does he have it?"

Kamiyama Yuki knew that it was Lin Mosheng who asked the carp pattern, and this man who dared to stand up to the entire Tokyo Kendo Federation made the carp pattern jealous, which was one of the reasons why he did not move Kamiyama Yuki immediately.

"He's from Huaxia, so he can't stay in Tokyo all the time."

Yuki Kamiyama stated a fact.

Koi was silent for a long time until the hot ramen was served.

He laughed, patting Kamiyama Yuki's back vigorously like an uncle, "Originally, I thought you needed me to take care of you, but now it seems that you have grown up." ”

While eating ramen, he chatted with Yuki Kamiyama about the past of his dead father, and when it came to the truth of love, he also sighed that Yuki Kamiyama's father was too stingy, so he was angry with himself.

Kamiyama Yuki listened silently and didn't say a word.

After eating the last bite of ramen, Koi Wen settled the bill, lifted the red curtain, and walked out first, "Don't let me down." ”