Great Swordsman Ke Xue

"There's no need to be nervous or vigilant. I'm just telling you the fact that you are strong, but you are still weak."

Michiko Tetsumi smiled slightly and sat back gracefully. At the same time, she waved to Koji Shimizu and invited him to sit down in the pavilion.

Shimizu Koji's mood had changed a lot at this time. Although he had a sharp weapon in his hand, he intuitively felt a deep threat when facing the calm and calm Michiko Tetsu.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to go up the stairs to see what this woman meant.

However, when he walked to the pavilion, the old butler in black dress blocked him.

"Please also ask Master Qingshui to give the 'authentic' to me. Madam doesn't like these things to be too close to her."

When Qingmizu Koji heard this, he understood and didn't think much about it.

Although he was slightly reluctant to part with it, because it was impossible for any man not to like a handsome and sharp sword, after all, it was still someone else’s thing, so he handed Masamune to Butler Tanaka.

Then, under the "service" of Xiaohuajiori, he sat on a stool with a cushion made of the fur of an unknown animal. It was on the left side of Michiko Tetsu, only about four or five steps away.

"You don't seem afraid at all?"

Michiko Tetsu was a little surprised. She originally thought that at least Koji Shimizu should show some concern.

But she didn't understand Qingshui Koji. For Qingshui Koji, he never paid much attention to his personal threats.

The so-called, bearish on life and death.

Now that he has gradually formed some bonds, he is no longer as free and easy as before, and of course, he is no longer as lonely as before.

Otherwise, just to invite him here, Michiko Tetsu would have to at least use a few armed helicopters.

And now, what Tetsumi Chiko may not have expected is that Koji Shimizu is thinking about how to quickly take her down in a purely physical sense if something unexpected happens.

"I don't know what you mean, madam?"

"Could it be my eyes?"

Michiko Tetsumi didn't shy away from her previous gaze, so just a minute or two was enough for Koji Shimizu to make some guesses.

His eyes were indeed a little unusual in this world, but he didn't pay much attention to them before. Because he had seen more magical worlds, he gradually ignored them subconsciously.

Moreover, people in this world have different eye colors, and his Sharingan is not a rare thing worth noting.

But what I didn't expect was that a lady of Michiko Tetsumi's level would be so concerned.

"Your guess is good, but it seems that you really don't understand either."

Michiko Tetsumi took a sip of the fragrant tea and chuckled.

She was very relaxed, even if she was facing Koji Shimizu at close range, it was enough to make her blood splash within five steps.

The way she looked at Koji Shimizu was filled with unabashed admiration.

But that kind of appreciation is like seeing a piece of flawless jade that makes people subconsciously want to collect and polish it, or a peerless magic weapon that needs to be sharpened.

Yes, Michiko Tetsumi really hates weapons, especially swords, and the reason is naturally her husband, that ridiculous and hateful man who can spend his whole life guarding the way of the sword.

Over the past ten years, her hopes have gradually faded, and her resentment has grown day by day. Until now, she herself has realized that she has fallen into a demonic state.

Even when she saw Tie Zhuyu secretly picking up the bamboo sword, she couldn't help but slap her dearest daughter on the face.

Because she was afraid, she was too afraid, that ordinary bamboo knife would take her daughter away from her just like the bastard husband who took her away.

After all, the kendo blood of that bastard samurai flows in Tie Zhuyu's body.

But at this moment, some of her thoughts changed, some of which could be called earth-shaking changes.

The appearance of Koji Shimizu, who has ancient and mysterious blood, inherited extraordinary abilities from before the scientific era, and possesses extremely high swordsmanship talent.

It was like the creation of a new world, opening up an unprecedented way of thinking for her.

She wants - "revenge"!

She clearly saw in Shimizu Koji the talent and potential that could grow enough to completely crush that man.

That man abandoned his wife and daughter for sixteen or seventeen years just to continue to practice and improve his ridiculous swordsmanship.

How could she not regret it for more than ten years and countless days and nights? But if it weren't for that man, she wouldn't have a daughter as lovely as Zhu Yu.

But no matter what, the long-term hatred and regret are definitely far more than the little romance of worshiping the strong in girlhood.

Tetsumi Tomoko, after seeing Koji Shimizu's Sharingan, she made a hasty and firm decision in a short period of time.

She wanted Koji Shimizu to become the new strongest swordsman in the world under her guidance and guidance, and then severely frustrated that man's ridiculous and childish samurai spirit.

In fact, these thoughts only lasted for two breaths. When she came back to her senses, Shimizu Koji's calm and clear eyes were still looking at her.

Tetsumi Chiko smiled slightly, and then explained softly: "Qingmizu-kun, no, I will call you Koji, okay?"

"Madam, please do."

Although Koji Shimizu is still confused now, he knows that Michiko Tetsu will explain everything to him soon.

"Well, my name is Michiko Tetsu."

It turned out to be her——.

When Qingshui Koji heard this, his pupils shrank, his heart was shaken, and he realized and figured out many things in an instant.

So, this is to beat the young one, and when the old one comes, the mother personally comes forward to find someone to teach him a lesson. No wonder these people have no murderous intention from the beginning to the end.

"Oh, Auntie Tie (Obasan), you are -"

Koji Shimizu almost without thinking used the honorific in return for Michiko Tetsutetsu's 'kind' treatment of calling him Koji. His mind was spinning very fast, and he had already guessed that Michiko Tetsutetsu might have something else to say to him.

But the moment he said the words, he suddenly felt a biting chill, and the smile on Michiko Tetsumi's face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After swallowing his saliva, Shimizu Koji's sleeping emotional intelligence quickly recovered due to the vigilance brought by his intuition for a moment.

"Iron forehead, Ms. Michiko."

"Um."

He responded faintly, but just like the ice spring thawing and the spring breeze turning into rain, the severe winter cold just now seemed to be just Koji Shimizu's illusion.

Sure enough, no matter what kind of woman she is, she is the same

"Kouji-kun, do you understand this world? I mean - really understand it."

On the side, under the silent instructions of Butler Tanaka, Xiaohua Temple Ori silently left the pavilion.

"The world is now filled with the worship of science and the worship of technological creations. It is no exaggeration to say that nowadays, technology dominates the operation and development of the world."

"But, do you know that hundreds of years ago, before the Warring States Period, the world at that time, although still in the cold weapon age, possessed powerful power that ordinary people today can never imagine."

"Magic, ghosts, and gods. In the past, there were warriors who were powerful enough to cut down rivers with one blow, and there were onmyojis who used their souls to drive monsters. Magic, according to legend, existed in every corner of the world. ”

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Michiko Tetsumi barely gave Koji Shimizu a chance to interrupt, but this did not affect the usually calm Koji Shimizu who had question marks on his head one after another at this time.

Co-authored, is this world really abnormal?

And Michiko Tetsu finally saw the shock and surprise she wanted in Koji Shimizu's eyes.

She nodded slightly, changed her voice, and continued:

"However, I also said that the current world is a world dominated by science. Those powerful and extraordinary existences in the past have long been turned into a speck of dust in the long river of time."

"but--"

"The old world has indeed died, but by chance, some of its traces still remain in today's world."

"The last glory of the Warring States Period, Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, Tokugawa Ieyasu, they are the owners of the extraordinary power of the old world, and it was they who single-handedly created the magnificent Warring States Period."

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