Inherit Ryuma Swordsmanship at the Start

The man who came suddenly scared Xiaolan, but seeing Jiāng Liú's calm expression, she also calmed down, and looked at the man in front of her with curious eyes.

The upper body only wore a simple short lining, and the buckle was untied, exposing the part covered with white cloth strips under it.

Obviously, this dressing is rough and crude.

"Shimotsuki Jiāng Liú!"

Yakuro looked serious, looked at the boy in front of him, and took a deep breath.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

Jiāng Liú didn't seem to be surprised when faced with such a problem. Instead, he grinned and looked at the serious man in front of him.

"Man, shouldn't you die in such a meaningless arena!"

"You should pursue a broader world and see a broader sky!"

Two simple words stunned Mikuro.

"Then why did you get into the arena?"

"To fight, to climb a higher peak of kendo!"

Jiāng Liú laughed loudly, his unruly gesture caught in Mikuro's eyes, making him startled.

Like joking words, this man spoke very seriously. The other party really did it for this simple purpose, not for fame or honor.

"What about your goal? Shimotsuki Jiāng Liú!"

Yakuro asked in a deep voice.

"Goal? If such a thing is to be set, it is of course the best in the world!"

Jiāng Liú said loudly, his eyes fixed on each other.

Yakuro's eyes shrank and he fell silent. He could feel the man's pride and ambition, and he was deeply impressed by the other party at this moment.

It was not only the kindness that spared his life in that battle, but also the fierce, unruly, and unrestrained will he saw from this man.

"If you want to be the number one in the world, Yakuro, I am willing to be a knife in your hand!"

His body was bent, his knees were on the ground, Yakuro's forehead was close to the ground.

This is Wanokuni's posture of surrender, which means that he is willing to surrender to the feet of the man in front of him, and since then become the opponent's subordinate, following each other all his life.

"Be my knife, surrender me?"

Jiāng Liú was startled slightly, staring at the man in front of him.

After a while, a smile appeared on his face: "If I want to do something, I do need a guy like you!"

"Then, I will accept you! Yakuro, you will be my first knife in the world in the future!"

Yakuro's forehead pressed against the ground.

The opponent has a noble background and strong strength. In Wanokuni, a country where the weak and the strong, it is not shameful to surrender to the opponent.

Every big name, beside the nobleman, had his own servants, samurai allegiance.

Xiao Lan blinked and watched this scene, her eyes full of curiosity and shock.

The night passed quickly, and it was the early morning of the next day.

Jiāng Liú again saw a team of well-dressed warriors with a box in their hands.

"Although I don't know, why Yasuie-sama would have such hope for you and give you this knife."

"However, Master Jiāng Liú, this knife named Qiu Shui also hopes that you will not let down the reputation behind it in the future!"

The leading man bent slightly and said solemnly.

Yakuro stood on one side, stepped forward, and accepted the long sword box.

When placed on the table in front of Jiāng Liú, he gently opened the box, revealing the famous sword Qiushui with gloomy light in it.

A flash of surprise flashed in Yakuro's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"Is this knife given to me? Thank you Yasuie-sama for me. I will definitely visit it in the future."

Jiāng Liú was a little surprised, but since the knife had been delivered to him, there was naturally no reason to refuse. He nodded and said with a smile.

"Farewell!"

The leading man nodded and turned to leave.

Picking up the long knife in the box, Jiāng Liú smiled faintly after taking a few glances.

It's not impossible to follow the route of the second knife stream, but you still need to continue to practice.

After breakfast, Jiāng Liú followed Yakuro to the arena again.

He boarded the arena that day, and walked down from morning to dusk. Defeat 23 games and beat 23 people!

The record is even more impressive than yesterday.

At the same time, Shimotsuki Jiāng Liú's name began to resound in the white mist.

On the third day, Jiāng Liú was still on stage, winning 30 games and remaining undefeated. He stood there alone, like an undefeated God of War, no one can defeat him.

On the fourth day, Jiāng Liú continued to win streak, but there were fewer people who dared to be on stage.

The successive battles made the Ryuma inheritance and integration in his mind more perfect, and the condensed and sharp sword intent on his body became more and more profound.

Moreover, he has a huge reputation in Bai Wu.

On the seventh day, Jiāng Liú won a hundred consecutive victories, shocking everyone in the arena. Everyone's mouth was cheering his name.

"No one even insists on a round under his knife!"

"It's too strong, Jiāng Liú's knife is too fast, too accurate, and too cruel."

"He is like an undefeated God of War, who can beat him?"

People are emotional, and there has been no such person for many years.

"Keep this trend going, maybe, he can fight the new big name in Jiuli!".

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