Super Pirate Ship

Liuquan Shrine is not difficult to find. After leaving the city and outside the eastern suburbs, the number of people gradually becomes sparse. At the end of a wide street is a simple shrine.

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"This is Liuquan Shrine!" Nicholas led the way.

Jiang Tian does not understand Japanese language, but the two characters "Liuquan" on the plaque are Chinese characters. The gate of this shrine does not look very grand and luxurious, but seems a bit restrained. There are two pillars standing at the door, with white gauze palace lanterns hanging on them. , quite reminiscent of the ancient Japanese illusion.

But just when Jiang Tian and others walked in, they saw the door suddenly opened, and several men in black warrior uniforms strode out, forming two rows to block everyone's way.

These warriors did not wear samurai swords. Only the leading warrior had a short sword stuck in his waist. He stared at Jiang Tian and others with a vigilant and cold expression, and then said something in his mouth.

Obviously, Jiang Tian could not understand Japanese language. He asked Nicholas next to him in a low voice, "What did he say?"

Nicholas translated in English and said: "This guy said this is a private place and is not open for the time being. Let us go back!"

Jiang Tian said: "Tell them for me that we are from China and are here for tourism!"

Nikolai said what Jiang Tian wanted in the Japanese language, and immediately the warrior with the short sword shouted: "Baga, how can the Chinese come close to this place? Get out of here!"

The expressions of the other warriors looking at Jiang Tian and others also changed, their eyes full of hostility.

The other Jiang Tian couldn't understand, but this "Baga" Jiang Tian understood it. His expression changed slightly and he said angrily: "Call out your priest Takeda Ouchi and say that we want to challenge him on behalf of the Chinese martial arts. Ask Ask him if he dares to come out?"

Nicholas dutifully acted as a translator, and when he finished translating, the leading warrior's face almost changed drastically. His face became extremely ugly, and his face turned into undisguised anger.

"Bagaya road!"

The samurai with the short sword turned his anger into action. With a low shout, he strode forward and slapped Nicholas on the face.

The movements are quick and the steps are light. Nicholas only felt his eyes flashing, and the fierce wind made his facial muscles ache.

However, before the samurai's hand touched Nikolai's face, Nikolai saw a figure fly out with a "whoosh" and then hit the door of the shrine in front of him heavily. The black door panel collapsed after being hit, and the samurai with the short sword had already rolled in along the threshold.

Jiang Tian clapped his hands: "Nicholas, continue to translate, if their priest Takeda Ouchi is afraid, quickly take off the plaque of the shrine and surrender, otherwise we will break into the shrine and smash their gods!" "

As soon as Nicholas translated, he immediately aroused the anger of many warriors. They all shouted and rushed towards Nicholas. Nicholas was so frightened that he screamed and hid behind the six bodyguards: "Fuck, give it to me. Come on. They don’t have knives!”

The combat effectiveness of a samurai without a katana is reduced by at least 60%. Nicholas's six bodyguards are all retired special forces. Their fighting skills are top-notch even in the army. Seeing a dozen samurai attacking empty-handed in front of him, They were all gearing up, and finally it came in handy.

Then, Jiang Tian didn't give them a chance to show off. Facing the fists and kicks of these warriors, Jiang Tian simply raised his hands a few times. Suddenly, silhouettes of people flew around, and a dozen warriors were thrown out of the river like sandbags. Some even flew in directly from the wall, and some were hung on the door couplets.

The last one is the leading samurai with the short sword. Jiang Tian kicked him to the doorstep. He turned over and sat up, staring at Jiang Tian with a horrified expression. He has been practicing swordsmanship for nearly fifteen years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation. The Chinese man in front of him seems to have a strange power, and he can't get close to him.

Jiang Tian said: "Hurry up and call your priest Takeda Ouchi to come out. Otherwise, I will take off the plaque of your shrine now!"

Then Nicholas dutifully translated.

Jiang Tian suddenly felt extremely relieved. Hundreds of years ago, the Japanese arrogantly took off the plaque of the Chinese martial arts school in Shanghai and gave the martial arts gym a plaque: Sick Man of East Asia!

Today, Jiang Tian wanted to take down the plaque of this shrine to avenge his shame. Unfortunately, he should have made a plaque saying "Sick Man of East Asia" in the city.

The samurai with the short sword glared at Jiang Tian fiercely, struggled to get up, and rushed into the shrine while crawling.

"I can't help but fight, Mr. Jiang. I don't think the Japanese warriors are that great. They are not as good as our Russian gladiators!" Nicholas curled his lips and said.

Jiang Tian smiled and said nothing, but swaggered up the steps and walked into the shrine.

Lin Qingning followed closely behind, but the way she looked at Jiang Tian was a little surprised and weird. Isn't there only one person in Wudang who knows Tai Chi? What is the relationship between Jiang Tian and that person?

Jiang Tian naturally didn't know the weird look Lin Qingning behind him was looking at him. If he knew, he would probably feel very proud. Being able to make Lin Qingning, who was still heartbroken, show such an expression was considered a skill.

Entering the shrine, there is a bluestone road dotted with green lawns, the courtyard is lined with verdant green bamboos, and the walls are covered with ivy, which is very quaint.

Then, the sound of "crash" footsteps was heard, and a large number of young warriors rushed out of the corridors on both sides of the courtyard. Each one was wearing a black warrior uniform, and each of them was holding a hand tightly. A samurai sword with murderous intent.

There were about thirty people in total. These warriors stood in two rows in the yard, turning a blind eye to Jiang Tian and others.

Finally, an old man in a white robe came out. His hair turned out to be the very traditional half-moon bun of the Japanese country. His old face was covered with wrinkles, like old tree bark, old and dry, and full of age spots.

Judging from his age, he was not at least eighty years old. His cloudy eyes were half-open and half-closed, but there was a faint glint that was inconsistent with his age.

As soon as the white-robed old man came out, the black-robed warriors in both rows knelt down and respectfully shouted a sentence in Japanese language.

Jiang Tian curled his lips when he saw it, "Japanese people really like to show off!"

"Your Excellency, you want to pick up the plaque of my Liuquan Shrine?" The old man in white robe actually spoke in Chinese, with a clear accent and a voice as hard as gold and iron, faintly mixed with anger.

Jiang Tian smiled: "Suwen Liuquan Shrine's swordsmanship is very famous in Japan, so we came here to have a try. Of course, there is no need to send out those little Luo Lou under us, because what we want to challenge is Zhutian Dai. I heard that his swordsmanship ranks eighth in Japan!"

"I am Takeda Ouchi. Which sect of the Huaxia Kingdom do you study under?" the old man in white robe said.

"I won't talk about my sect, because it's not me who challenges you, it's her!" Jiang Tianzi stepped aside to make room for Lin Qingning.

Lin Qingning stood up and said: "Zhongnan Mountain, Lin Qingning, please teach me!"

Takeda Ouchi stared at Morin Qingning and said nothing for a long time. Just when Jiang Tian was waiting impatiently, Takeda Ouchi spoke: "You are the one who defeated the second-rate Ito of the Full Moon Sword Sect?"

Lin Qingning didn't say anything because she had already answered with practical actions. She saw a momentum rising from her body, approaching Takeda Ouchi.

The warriors in both rows were forced to retreat by this coercion, looking at Lin Qingning in horror. Takeda Ouchi took a step forward, an aura swept out of him, and faced Lin Qingning tit for tat.

"I heard that your swordsmanship is three thousand weak water. Even the second-rate Ito can't catch one of your moves. Let's use our strongest moves and decide the outcome with one move!" Takeda Ouchi said loudly, wearing white clothes on his body. The samurai robes fly.

"Okay!" Lin Qingning said softly.

Takeda Ouchi held the sword with both hands, his eyes were focused, and he began to take small steps. His body was light, and he only saw the sword in Takeda Ouchi's hand slashing carelessly left and right. Soon, the light of the sword was completely enveloped in a radius of 3 meters. every corner.

Everyone retreated one after another, fearing that they would be drawn in by the vertical and horizontal sword energy. Jiang Tian couldn't help but protect Nicholas and others and retreated to the entrance of the courtyard. He stared at Takeda Ouchi's sword skills with a solemn expression. The old man in front of him was only skilled in swordsmanship. I'm afraid it's reached its peak.

The wind blew gently through the yard, and Takeda's coat flew. His steps became more and more agile, and his katana became more agile. Then he let out a loud shout, and everyone felt their eardrums vibrating, and there was a buzzing sound. Vibration in the ears.

With a "swish" sound, Takeda Ouchi took more than a hundred steps at once, slashing thousands of swords at extremely fast speeds. Jiang Tian was shocked to find that under Takeda Ouchi's sword light, there was not a single one. In the blind spot, the power of the sword's edge truly created a killing tornado.

With a "choking" sound, Lin Qingning drew her sword for the first time. A sword chant resounded throughout the world, and then everyone saw a white vapor shoot out from the scabbard. Then Lin Qingning flicked her wrist, Her Qingluo sword turned into a shocking rainbow and shot silently into Takeda Ouchi's sword energy storm.

Brilliant light spurted out, and the water vapor at the Qingluo Sword's edge turned into a torrent of weak water. It was bright and flowing and flooded Takeda Ouchi in an instant. In the bright weak water sword energy, Takeda Ouchi's sword energy storm suddenly It exploded silently, and invisible power swept out in all directions. The surrounding bluestones and bamboos were broken and shattered, and everyone's clothes were blown away.

When the storm calmed down, the two people stood facing each other in the middle of the yard. Lin Qingning still had a calm expression on her face. Her Qingluo sword had been sheathed. Her white clothes were whiter than the snow, and her temperament was exquisite.

Opposite me, Takeda Ouchi held the katana in both hands, his face as calm as water, and then his face suddenly turned bright red. With a "pop" sound, he spurted a mouthful of bright red, which fell on the white robe on his chest, like a blooming cherry blossom. .

"grown ups!"

The warriors looked horrified. They all drew out their samurai swords and were about to charge towards Lin Qingning. Takeda Ouchi stretched out his hand to stop them, looked at Lin Qingning and said, "Chinese martial arts is indeed magical!"

Although this guy spoke frankly, Jiang Tian clearly saw a trace of resentment in his eyes.

Also, no one can remain calm and calm after losing all face in front of his disciples. (To be continued.)