Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Although Gao Shan's answer to Fang Lang was yes, it didn't mean that he would allow Fang Lang to find another teacher for him. Of course, he didn't expect that Fang Lang would find him a teacher. He thought Fang Lang would use some other method to make people stronger.

So when he saw Nimizu Jiro, he didn't put on an attitude of studying. He was still smoking and didn't even give him a straight look. He was sitting on the window sill, still like a proud cat, surrounded by smoke, very charming.

Fang Lang was also very anxious about this situation. He didn't expect that Gao Shan would only recognize Songyang and resist other teachers. Indeed, he once had a few tricks with Gao Shan, and also taught Gao Shan a little bit. At that time, Gao Shan did not put Fang Lang at the teacher's level. It seems that in his opinion, teacher is a very special vocabulary, and only Teacher Songyang is worthy of this. Others will not be recognized.

And so it is now.

The stalemate atmosphere made Fang Lang very embarrassed, but Jiro Namizu was not angry about it. He went straight to Takasugi, but the moment his hand was stretched out, Takasugi drew his sword.

The cold light flashed, but Nimizu Jiro didn't dodge. He resisted with the same steel knife, and immediately restrained Takasugi's movements, so terrible that Takasugi couldn't move.

He heard Takasugi click his tongue lightly, so he smiled happily, and with one hand he twisted the posture that should have been beneficial to Takasugi, and the form instantly reversed. But he only used the strength of one hand, and the other hand took away the bong that Gao Shan was holding in his mouth while Gao Shan was dealing with his own knife.

Nimizu Jiro jumped back while holding the bong, instead of launching his own offensive, he hummed softly, not expressing anything special about Takasugi's disrespect.

"What kind of cigarettes do children smoke?"

Just put it like this.

Fang Lang is still very relieved of him, at least in terms of strength, Nishizu Jiro is many levels higher than Takasugi and the others. But Fang Lang had never fought against him, and he didn't know how he compared himself to him.

Every world has all kinds of powerhouses.

Fang Lang occasionally had such thoughts.

But then he froze again.

every world?

What does this mean?

That's not the time to think about it. Every time Fang Lang thinks of something he shouldn't think about, Fang Lang will always selectively forget it. As long as he thinks about Songyang, Fang Lang will calm down a little, and then devote his energy to the current matter. In this regard, he may have become Songyang's disciple unintentionally, just like Yinshi and the others.

Nishui Jiro is a strange person Fang Lang met in Kabukicho. He is strong, terrifyingly strong. And because he was an acquaintance of Dengshi's mother-in-law, Fang Lang had great trust in the strength of their older generation. This group of powerful warriors in the early days of the Yiyi is much stronger than this group of little bastards who emerged in the late stage.

Although Fang Lang was not familiar with the situation in the early days of fighting against barbarians, he knew that the war against barbarians at that time was far more cruel than it is now. At the end of the period, it has tended to be peaceful, but there are still waves of exile in the border areas. For example, Yinshi and his party. But because he is still a child, his strength is not as good as before, and he still wants to overthrow the heaven and man.

This group of old people is also basically stable, and now they are able to come forward, and they are also in a kind of magical emotion. Fang Lang led Yinshi and the others to victory, perhaps giving them some hope. For the samurai, the unyielding warrior spirit can shine at any time. Even if the light is dim, it will always be re-polished to become beautiful.

Fang Lang was very relieved to hand everything over to Mr. Nishui Jiro. Takasugi is not a guy who can be persuaded by words, so Fang Lang has no position to speak. He can only watch from the sidelines and trust Mr. Nishui Jiro .

The bong was taken away, Takasugi was obviously unconvinced and became angry. This is also his usual temperament. Once something goes wrong, he is easy to get angry. Fang Lang intuitively feels that he may have been spoiled before growing up.

The extremely self-centered character didn't cause any big waves in Nishimui Jiro. He just held a knife and looked at Takasugi who looked like an angry beast. In his eyes, Takasugi was just a kitten with little strength—— The same is true in the next attack, Jiro can catch all with one hand, and counterattack. Playing in a small room is still a bit difficult.

The tip of the knife slashed across the wall and screamed piercingly, the eardrums were stimulated by the unpleasant sound Jiro Nippon slightly narrowed one eye and raised the corners of his lips unhappily, receiving Takasugi's next violent attack. The trembling of the blade went straight into the palm of the hand and then to the arm, making the whole arm numb.

I have to say that this time, both the strength and the angle are perfect, but it's a pity that the skill is not enough, it's a pity that he is facing Jiro Namizu.

"Nice attack—"

Nishui Jiro praised with a smile, this hand is a bit too numb, but he is fearless. The other hand, which has not been used all this time, threw away the bong, covered the numb back of his hand, and then made another force, directly knocking Takasugi into the air.

"It's a pity it's not enough, my boy."

He smiled at Takasugi who was out of breath. At this moment, he was already sweating profusely, and the hair covering his eyes was wet with sweat, he was panting heavily, and his lips were white. He looked at Nimizu Jiro's eyes too fiercely, not like Shinsuke Takasugi, but like a real beast.

He didn't seem to hear Jiro Chang's painting, even though he was exhausted, even though he had bent down, his hands still held the handle of the knife tightly, and his eyes widened, as if a poisonous needle could be shot out of it.

Then Takasugi rushed forward again—this time it was no longer an attack of looking for skills, finding angles, and adjusting strength as before. This time it was random pure hacking, nothing at all

The track that can be guessed is just attacking out of temper.

It was the first time seeing Takasugi like this, Fang Lang couldn't help opening his eyes slightly.

It's almost like...

That's right, it's almost like...a beast. ..