The Bald Monk in the City

"What is this...swordsmanship?"

　　 Shangquan Gaogen looked at the long sword against his throat, the look on his face was a bit dull.

　　 Even if the opponent's sword is just like a dragonfly, even the cold touch of the sword tip is like a cold raindrop falling in a trance.

　　 But Kamizumi Takane knew that he had lost...

　　 Originally, Shangquan Gaogen was unwilling to accept this challenge from planting flowers to swordsmen.

　　 After all, for him now, he really doesn't want to pay attention to what he thinks is the provocation of "small characters".

　　 But after seeing the challenger himself, Ueizumi Takane agreed to this battle:

　　 He felt some kind of awe-inspiring pressure from the other party, which he didn't want to admit.

　　 The path of the sword may be presented in different ways, but escape and weakness are never the way a sword wins.

　　 The sword is a murder weapon, and its path may be dazzling, but after all, it needs blood...

　　 However, the result of accepting the challenge was far beyond Kamizumi Takane's expectations.

　　 just a sword, he lost...

　　 There are not so many skills clashes, there is no such thing as you come and go.

　　 is just a sword that unsheathed extremely quickly, and it completely crushed all the complicated sounds into debris!

　　 For a young man who had only tasted the taste of honor and joy, this kind of cliff-like fall made Shangquan Gaogen a little lost.

　　 Of course he thought about being defeated, but it was only in the dark night.

　　 In the hustle and bustle and fascinating little space, the throbbing of his heart will also alert him.

　　Like the sword master who was defeated by him, he will suffer the backlash of the glory of the past:

　　 To obtain it in a rough way, we must be prepared to face its collapse.

　　 In this regard, Ueizumi Takane felt that he should have expected something that...

　　 His arrogance and his ideals are all pinned on the swordsmanship he has practiced hard.

　　 But unfortunately, when the toughest side was crushed by others, the pain seemed too cruel...

　　 Izumi Kogan even felt that the sword light that suffocated him was nothing more than a casual game played by the opponent.

　　If it is really a fight between life and death, then the sword shouldn’t be that way...

"　　" is just pure swordsmanship, as for swordsmanship..."

　　 The man who called himself Yin Zhong looked at him, Shangquan Gaogen only felt that the guy's eyes were so cold.

　　 is like the cold feeling when you touch the sword, it is a kind of edge composed of cold reason.

　　 Looking at each other, Ueizumi Takane seemed to understand the existence that he regarded as the old tradition, those who put the sword into everything...

　　 The opponent's eyes and sword clearly told Kamizumi Takane all this.

　　 "You need to ask your sword..."

　　 The man who called himself Yin Zhong shook his head, and slowly put the sword into the scabbard.

　　 is not like the violent violent he had when he used his sword before, but at this moment he was like a drinker who was confining the last remaining wine.

　　 Shangquan Takane would drink some thin wine from time to time as a celebration of sword dancing.

　　 But this time, he felt that he was not the guest in the cup, but the person in the cup...

　　 Ask about your sword?

　　 Shangquan Kogan looked at the swordsman who left alone after Yijian defeated him, and he looked at the sword in his hand silently.

　　 Because of this challenge, it was an improvisation that Kamizumi Takane occasionally accepted.

　　 Therefore, there are not many people watching around.

　　 Shangquan Takane ignored the stunned look on their faces. He felt that his path was not wrong.

　　 It’s just his slack heart...

　　 "I will prove to you my swordsmanship and my...kendo!"

　　 Kamizumi Takane looked at Yin Zhong's departure and whispered.

　　At this moment, Yin Zhong, who was about to return to the temple, met Tong Chuan, who had also come alone.

　　 Tongchuan did not go to see Yin Zhong, because for him, Shangquan Takane was his opponent today.

　　 In other words, he is not willing to define the opponent in terms of the opponent.

　　 He felt that it was more like a drama that had already been arranged, and the other party was one of the clowns.

　　 Yin Zhong also didn't look at Tong Chuan, although he could feel the strong sword energy in Tong Chuan.

　　 But for him, there is no need to prove anything by defeating someone.

　　 What he has to do is to define something.

　　 Like Ueizumi Takane, a guy who regards swordsmanship as a kind of exchange of power and benefit, and promotes it.

　　 Yin Zhong will directly use the sword to tell the other party: what is the real concept.

　　 Among the many disciples of Yi Qiu, Yin Zhong is one of the disciples most influenced by him.

　　 He pursued the master's will diligently, and hoped to interpret his life like that.

　　 Although he is aspirational, even if it is only one ten thousandth, it is enough to satisfy him.

　　 After all, the existence of the deity hammered to death with one's own power is considered to have some names in the multiverse.

　　 And as Yin Zhong continued to study the sword, he felt the master's mighty power more and more.

　　 Behind the facts that are not known by the ordinary things, there is a giant who is so powerful.

　　 In the crevices of the years, among the many conjectures of the mortal, the unknown secrets that shone with subtle light are all interpreting the definition of legend.

　　 That is the real, magnificent life!

　　 Therefore, Yin Zhong didn't say much about Shangquan Takane.

　　 In Yin Zhong's view, when behavior has enough influence, words are meaningless—just like Yi Qiu's role in the material world.

　　 And two swordsmen with different kendos passed by.

　　 This is naturally not such a delicate moment, and history will not save this moment as such a precious material.

　　 But maybe when the torrent of time rolls by, after years, later generations are surprised to see the photos obtained under some extremely coincidental situation.

　　 The yellowed photo may have clearly revealed the path of the swordsman:

　　 One is unruly and unique, the other is from the heart...

　　 But for Kamizumi Takane at this moment, his mood is not very happy.

　　 "Another challenger who grows flowers?"

　　 "Bet on the name of Sword Master?"

　　 Shangquan Gaogen felt a headache, he was naturally not a person who was indulged in pain and decadence.

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　　 It’s just that there are strong and weak points...

　　 But just like his choice of kendo: sword or murder weapon, but there is still the smell of firework belonging to the world.

　　 Those kendos that are bound by tradition may be sharp and powerful.

　　 But, after all, it was not his way to Izumi Kogan.

　　 Just, refuse?

　　Sami Izumi Takane arranged his slightly embarrassed clothes, and then took the sword.

　　 He has to let those swordsmen who grow flowers know that not all swordsmen who grow flowers can be as powerful.

　　 The powerful guy named Yin Zhong is not the swordsman who grows flowers.

　　 Ueizumi Takane thought so, while walking towards the challenge...