"I'm not interested." Chen Jianqiu didn't pick up the stubble at all.

He stood up, walked over to the men in his hands, and examined their injuries:

"Luckily, it didn't hurt the bones, and it didn't hurt the arteries." Chen Jianqiu took out a roll of bandages and a box of Teresa's wound medicine from his clothes.

He carried it with him ten years ago when he was wandering around the West, and it worked very well.

Now it's a habit, and I wear it all year round.

"Quickly give him medicine, bandage him, and go to the doctor." Chen Jianqiu handed the thing to another fellow.

Sho Yamada, who was left out in the cold on the side, was a little annoyed:

"Where's your honor, sir?"

"I don't want to hack you to death, and then your disciples, grandchildren, and community members run to my door every day to cry and mourn."

Chen Jianqiu stood up and said.

"Absolutely not!" Sho Yamada said very seriously, "The sword has no eyes, and life and death are conceited. ”

He said this to Chen Jianqiu.

Because he didn't think he was going to lose.

The shopkeeper hurried from the back of the house, and God knows where he was hiding.

"Please!" Sho Yamada lifted his sleeves and made a gesture of please to the door, "I can lend you my apprentice's knife if you need it." ”

"Mr. Chen, his knife is fast." He Kuan whispered to Chen Jianqiu, "There is no need for you to engage in battle at all. ”

"I'm afraid he won't understand." Chen Jianqiu put his hands behind his back.

He turned his head sideways and said to He Kuan: "You go to the martial arts hall opposite to help me borrow a knife, I am not used to using Japanese knives." ”

Seeing this, He Kuan couldn't stop him, so he stood up and hurried out the door.

The two of them soon came to the open space in front of the Chinese restaurant.

Chen Jianqiu stood with his hands in his hands, he was wearing a black cloth robe, his posture was as tall as ever, compared with a few years ago, the circle of beard on his lips added a vicissitudes and maturity.

Yamada Xiang on the opposite side was shorter than Chen Jianqiu, and his momentum was naturally much weaker.

But his aura was restrained, standing firmly in place, quite a trace of the style of a grandmaster.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, the knife is borrowed!" He Kuan hurriedly ran over from the martial arts hall opposite, holding a long knife about a meter long in his hand.

He Kuan handed the knife to Chen Jianqiu's hand.

This is a Tang (horizontal) knife, the scabbard is extremely exquisitely made, and the gold and silver pattern inlaid on it looks like it is made by skilled craftsmen.

Chen Jianqiu pulled out his knife with a "canglanglang" sound.

A little cold light appeared, the blade of the knife was straight throughout, and the whole body was glowing with blue cold light.

"Good knives!" Chen Jianqiu exclaimed.

"The owner of the martial arts hall is from Zhejiang, and when he heard that he was going to borrow a knife to compete with the Japanese people, he took out his ancestral sword." He Kuan pointed to a capable man behind him, "He said he must come and take a look." ”

"Master Chen! Clean him up! The man cheered for Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu reinserted the knife into the scabbard and walked back to the door of the store.

At this time, there were more and more onlookers, including Chinese, Japanese, and of course, local residents.

In Honolulu, I have seen whites and whites dueling, Japanese and Japanese martial arts competitions, and Chinese gangs fighting, but martial arts fights between Chinese and Japanese are really rare.

"Mr. Chen and I have this competition, please be a witness, conceited life and death, and have nothing to do with others." Sho Yamada said in English to the onlookers around him.

"Yes, it is not only superior, but also life and death." Chen Jianqiu held the Tang knife in his hand and arched his hand to the left and right.

Yamada Xiang turned to Chen Jianqiu and began to report to his family: "I am under the tutelage of Ogasa Ichiro, and he is the successor of 'Omori Stream'. ”

Chen Jianqiu was silent.

His teacher never told him the name of his school, only taught him the moves to kill.

Sho Yamada's foot began to move forward slowly, and his gait was not visible under the kimono, but his posture was lowered.

His right hand rested on the hilt of his sword, and his whole body was as tight as a bow, ready to start.

Sho Yamada's swing of a knife and a bullet in the hall was not a whim.

He succeeded.

He has a stunt called "Yan Hui", which can cut birds and bullets.

Chen Jianqiu felt that the momentum on the other side was already extraordinary compared to before, so he stood with his sword in his hand, his eyes were like torches, and his spirit did not relax in the slightest.

The two were separated by a few paces.

This distance is gradually shrinking as Sho Yamada moves.

This ronin's grasp of distance is extremely accurate.

After judging that the effective attack distance was reached, Yamada Sho's sword drawing technique suddenly unleashed.

A phantom shadow struck Chen Jianqiu's neck.

This knife brings together Yamada Sho's skills for more than 40 years, with fast speed, accurate orientation and tricky angles.

The hairs on the back of Chen Jianqiu's neck stood on end.

His body retreated sharply, and his upper body instantly fell backwards in an incredible amplitude.

Yamada Xiang's knife deflected only a few centimeters away from his neck, and the blade cut through the air, causing the skin on Chen Jianqiu's neck to ache when the wind blew it.

Chen Jianqiu was surprised that Yamada Xiang's sword was so powerful, and even more shocked than him was his opponent.

Sho Yamada thought to himself that this move had never missed.

Countless samurai have died under his trick "Yan Hui", and he once confidently believed that even if the Okita Soji came back then, he might not be able to avoid his own move.

But the Chinese in front of him was unharmed.

After missing the blow, Yamada Xiang raised his sword high and slashed at Chen Jianqiu, whose body had not yet adjusted, from top to bottom.

Compared with Yan Hui, this move was much slower in Chen Jianqiu's eyes.

This kind of chopping method is like a New Year's greeting, and it is called a ghost if you can cut him.

The scabbard in Chen Jianqiu's hand slapped on the blade where Yamada Xiang fell, and then dodged it with ease.

Yamada Sho quickly retreated after the second shot, but to his surprise, Chen Jianqiu's counterattack didn't come for some reason.

So he lifted his wife high again and slashed again.

He wants to make the opponent breathless, and gradually make mistakes.

The opposite side is very fast, but as long as he catches a mistake on the other side, not to mention much, at least one arm of this Chinese will be removed by him.

But a dark shadow flashed.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly stepped forward, and the knife in his hand "swam" towards his body like a swimming dragon along his knife and arm.

Sho Yamada only felt that his body was half cold.

Because the knife was almost up to his neck.

He knew that the knife was coming, but he felt like he was moving half a beat slowly, and he couldn't stop it at all.

But when he looked down, he saw that the knife was not unsheathed.

Sho Yamada suddenly saw a glimmer of life.

He also leaned back like Chen Jianqiu, trying to dodge the death-like Tang knife.

But when his eyes looked at Chen Jianqiu opposite, he found that there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Just as the tip of the scabbard was about to reach Yamada Xiang's neck, Chen Jianqiu's thumb pushed open the hilt.

The Tang knife was unsheathed, only less than ten centimeters.

But ten centimeters is more than enough.

It's just a touch.

Sho Yamada felt a chill on his neck.

The pain came to me.

Unable to breathe, he felt something wet coming out of his neck.

It's blood.

Sho Yamada couldn't hold it anymore.

The knife slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a thud.

Sho Yamada collapsed in a pool of blood.

He felt that his life and consciousness were gradually passing away.

The moment before he closed his eyes, Chen Jianqiu's face appeared in front of him.

He couldn't hear what Chen Jianqiu was saying, but he could vaguely judge from the shape of his mouth:

"This is Juhe!"

(End of chapter)