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Hearing the sound, Wang Cheng, who almost turned into phantoms and merged into the darkness, suddenly stopped and looked at the visitor like lightning.

Because he didn't notice this person's existence just now, it was not until the man made a sound that he knew that someone was coming, and his breathing and footsteps were almost inaudible.

An extremely dangerous feeling rose deep in his heart, which made Wang Cheng dare not relax at all. He stared at the visitor and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The man in black stopped standing five steps away from Wang Cheng. His figure was not very tall, and he looked 1.7 meters shorter than Wang Cheng now. In the dark, he could be seen with a national face, with a straight flat head, and his hands casually behind his back. After glanced at Wang Cheng, his eyes fell on Dong Xingyue, who was sitting in a wheelchair and said, "This little girl should know me."

A trace of helplessness and despair flashed in Dongxingyue's eyes, and she said coldly: "You are Tokugawa Motoichi. I didn't expect that the Tokugawa family took action personally and sent you."

Wang Cheng's eyes lit up and he roughly clarified the veins.

Higashitsuki said that the Edo Dojo in Japan sent someone to kill her. This martial arts hall was established seventy or eighty years ago. It was the most critical period of World War II in Japan, and that was also the time when the Bushido spirit was most prosperous in Japan. The Edo Shogunate was the end of the shogun era in Japanese history and was the last shogun regime. It was the first to be established by the generals of the Tokugawa family, which settled in Edo, which is now Tokyo, and controlled the entire Japan. At the critical period of World War II in Japan, the Tokugawa family found an opportunity to rise again and established the Edo Budou in order to gather the masters of the time.

So, a master of the Tokugawa family appeared in the Edo Gymnasium. Wang Cheng was not surprised, but he was more curious about this person's strength.

Although Japan's land area is not as large as almost any province in China, its historical complexity is almost no worse than that of Chinese history. The Warring States Period, the Shogunate Age, etc. are also an era of heroes, with various historical figures and conspiracies emerging one after another. It was also since then that Chinese culture and martial arts began to spread to Japan. It has a profound influence, allowing Japan to see the shadow of Chinese culture everywhere.

Under Wang Cheng's gaze, Tokugawa Motoichi spoke again, looking at Dongxingyue and smiled: "Because you made us feel the threat, Senior Iga Naga has a very high evaluation of you, predicting that you will be the number one master in Japan in thirty years. The most important thing is that if you want to control the Dongxing family, it is not conducive to the development of our Edo Gangguan."

"So, you colluded with the waste in our family. Want to kill me?"

Dong Xingyue's eyes flashed with thoughts and said coldly: "My grandfather probably didn't die because of the martial arts competition, did she kill my grandfather. She deliberately led me to China for revenge and let me die in China. Your Tokugawa family can control my waste uncles and thus control our Dong Xing family. It is a very good plan. I was unbalanced because of my grandfather's death, and I really couldn't see it earlier, so I let you succeed."

Tomoichi Tokugawa looked at Dongxingyue and did not answer this question, but his eyes had already given Dongxingyue an answer. The female swordsman, who had always been as calm as an iceberg, trembled slightly, and his hands were tightly holding the wheelchair handle, and his fingers were bulging.

Wang Cheng was not interested in listening to the conversation between them, nor was he interested in their family grudges and entanglements. He looked at Tokugawa Motoichi and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, everyone is very busy. If you want to take action, hurry up."

Tomoichi Tomochi Toshikawa looked at Wang Cheng and said in an admirable tone: "I admire your personality very much. No matter how much nonsense you say, it cannot solve the problem. Only strength is the only one."

Dong Xingyue calmed down and stopped talking, but just looked at Tokugawa Motoichi coldly.

Tomoichi Tokugawa looked at Wang Cheng and continued, "Little brother, how do you think you should do it? I heard from my father that the master of Wusheng Mountain, Nagaha, was the best in the world in the world in Wusheng Mountain. He could have taken away Iga Changsheng's sword with empty hands. You are his successor, can you?"

Wang Cheng said lightly: "I have only been to my master for three months."

Tomoichi Tomoichi Tokugawa reached out to pick up the knife at his waist, his voice became cold, and he said, "This knife has been following me for thirty years. My father once asked Senior Uesugi Motoke for advice on knife skills. In fact, I am half of Senior Uesugi. If I can kill you, he will be able to rest in peace if he knows it."

Wang Cheng knew in his heart that Uesugi Motoke was a master of Japan in the past. He died under the command of the master Taoist priest. It seemed that Toshisuke was the younger brother Uesugi Motoki, who was studying under Uesugi Motoke, and Tokugawa Motoichi's father actually learned swordsmanship with Uesugi Motoke of the Uesugi family.

The world is so small.

Wang Cheng sighed in his heart, as if he could always meet someone who had a marriage with his master, the old Taoist priest, and he smiled confidently and said, "Then come on, I'll stand here, you can attack me and Dong Xingyue at will. Whether I die or her, I will lose."

Tokugawa Motoichi and Higashitsuki's expressions changed.

Dongxingyue hurriedly whispered: "Tokugawa Motoichi is a famous Japanese master. He had a famous brand in the Edo Gyatan fifteen years ago and started to recruit disciples. He not only knew the secret of the Uesugi family's three breathing sword techniques, but also the secret techniques of the Tokugawa family. His strength is still above me. You are so proud..."

Wang Cheng interrupted her coldly: "You just need to sit quietly."

"Then are you dead?"

Dongxingyue also said coldly.

"Skills are not as good as people."

Wang Cheng simply responded.

Dong Xingyue frowned and continued to say in a deep voice: "Then what if I die?"

Wang Cheng snorted coldly and said lightly: "I deserve it."

Dong Xingyue took a deep breath, closed her eyes slightly, and stopped talking. Because she recognized these two words in her heart - she deserved it!

In Japan, I was fooled by my family and outsiders, and then I was tricked into China to challenge the masters here to take revenge, and finally I was chased by the other masters here. What should I do? After all, there are only two reasons: IQ and lack of strength!

Opposite, Tokugawa Tomoichi inserted his knife hard on the ground and stared at Wang Cheng. He was full of murderous aura and said in a deep voice: "Young man, don't be arrogant."

"You traveled thousands of miles to kill people in Jiangzhou. I don't know who was arrogant. Do you think there is no one in China? There is no one in Jiangzhou? Come on... If you kill any of us today, I will lose. But if you lose, you should know the result."

Wang Cheng also raised his momentum and said disdainfully.

"Hmph. Ignorance, even if you are Changhe's disciple, so what? That old Taoist priest can only be beaten. I don't believe that you can resist the blade in my hand after only three months of practice... die...ah..."

Tomoichi Tokugawa said disdainfully, then shouted loudly, and the whole person rushed over. He saw that his steps were short and swift. He grabbed the hilt of the knife standing on the ground with one hand and did not pull it out immediately. Instead, after he rushed out a few steps, the palm behind him suddenly pulled out the blade vigorously. A crisp sound was made, and his arms crossed the air. The knife light also drew an arc, and a white light rushed down from top to bottom like a waterfall, with a sharp roar, slashing straight towards Wang Cheng's forehead.

The strength is indeed above the Dongxingyue.

The flesh on Wang Cheng's forehead kept beating, as if the sharp aura of the blade had already hit. His feet instantly opened a semicircle, and his hands were staggered out, and he drew a circle every time he interlaced. This was exactly what Zhang Tai Chi he had practiced just now.

After some understanding just now, he used it at this time, and it was obviously more round, and his hands seemed to be everywhere.

However, Tokugawa Motoichi is extremely powerful, and this person's blade is definitely not something that Wang Cheng can catch at will.

Therefore, Wang Cheng used his fists and stared at him, his fists slowly and rhythmically slashed through the air, and did not rely on his hands to grab the other party's blade.

Bang!

Wang Cheng's fist paused in the air.

The knife light, which was like a waterfall, paused suddenly for a moment, then was skewed by a force, instantly slashed into the air beside Wang Cheng, and a whistle passed by.

Dong Xingyue's eyes instantly shrank, and she had been practicing swords for eighteen years and knew the power of this sword best. If she stood in Wang Cheng's position, even if she was in her heyday, she would be seriously injured even if she did not die at this time.

Tokugawa Motoichi's strength is ranked among the top 20 among his peers in the Japanese martial arts world.

And this Chinese boy actually hit the blade with his fist, causing Tokugawa Motoichi to cut the air with one knife?

Then when he fought with him, did he retain more strength?

Dongxingyue has a complicated expression.

Tokugawa Motoichi was also a little shocked. After slashing the air with one sword, he stared at Wang Cheng and said coldly: "This is Tai Chi."

Wang Cheng stopped and admitted lightly: "Yes, it's Tai Chi."

"Hmph, then you're going to die too!"

Tokugawa's sword almost stopped. After slashing through Wang Cheng with a knife, it whistled past, flipped its wrist and used its leverage technique, and drew half a circle again, and still slashed towards Wang Cheng with one knife, leaping straight into the throat. This knife was faster and more ruthless.

Wang Cheng's throat and flesh also beat a little, his mind was highly concentrated, his eyes were solid, and his fists staggered out again, his body was slightly tilted, and the trajectory of his fists could be seen clearly in Tokugawa Motoichi's eyes. But the next moment, Wang Cheng's fist hit his back so magically again.

Bang!

Another crisp sound.

Tokugawa's Toshiichi's sword was empty again. His expression was stiff for a moment, and then he shouted loudly, with some effect of venting anger and anger. His other hand also instantly held the hilt of the knife and turned his body. At this moment, his breathing changed three times. It was the Uesugi family's three-stage breathing secret method, which was a method of internal breathing accumulation. The blue veins in his hands instantly stormed, and he exerted force. He slashed out with another knife, and still grabbed Wang Cheng's throat.

Wang Cheng had a pure Yang state of mind, and was extremely calm. Tai Chi pictures flashed through his heart. This time his hands were no longer slow, but lightning attacked.

Tai Chi is not just slow, its core is the mystery of Taoist Tai Chi Yin and Yang, so if there is slowness, there will be fast, and if there is softness, there will be hardness. This is Tai Chi.

call……

The fists also left a roar. This time, Wang Cheng no longer stayed in the same place and rushed forward and took the initiative for the first time. His fists were extremely fast. Before the strength and momentum of Tokugawa Motoichi's blade reached its peak, he hit the back of the blade in the opponent's hand with one punch, preventing the opponent from fully completing the power and momentum of this move.

Bang!

A dull sound.

Tokugawa Motoichi paused his movements, his hands trembled slightly, and almost didn't hold his sword. A hint of horror flashed in his heart. Because Wang Cheng's punch was too exquisite. The moment when he hit his weakest sword, he would not hit it sooner or later. In the moment he had completed the accumulation of strength and momentum. He believed that Wang Cheng would never be able to stop this sword.

Dong Xingyue next to her looked wide and her eyes widened. She was an expert and was obviously shocked. Her expression flashed with incredible light, and she had confidence in Wang Cheng for the first time.

But this aroused Tokugawa Motoichi's greater murderous intention. His breathing became more rapid, his eyes burst into flames, and after the blade was paused, his body suddenly increased, and his speed suddenly increased. He chased Wang Cheng's body with one slash after another!

At this time, Wang Cheng also hurriedly showed the exquisite steps of Zhang's Tai Chi, shuttled back and forth in a round Tai Chi pattern, and his steps were not messy at all, and he looked a little slow, but the opponent's rapid and fast sword technique could not hit him. He only hit his sleeve with one knife and cut off a piece of sleeve.

ah………………

At this time!

Tokugawa Motoichi suddenly shouted again. His face was already a little ferocious. He did not do anything to Wang Cheng after a nine-slash, and the blow to him was absolutely a huge blow. With this tenth sword, his blade suddenly changed and used a more powerful sword technique. He instantly completed the accumulation of power and roared up. He brushed through the edge of Wang Cheng's shoulder with a knife, avoiding the punch that Wang Cheng swung again, and actually changed the target and slashed towards Dongxingyue behind Wang Cheng.

Dong Xingyue, who was also a little fascinated by the two of them, was suddenly awakened by the cold sword light at this time. Her expression like an ice lake frowned, but she was not panicked. Because Tokugawa Motoichi was too fast and too sudden, she had no time to do any movement, so she could only watch the blade coming to her instantly with a sharp roar. At this moment, she truly felt death.

laugh!

A sharp weapon came into the body.

Dong Xingyue was stunned because the blade stopped in front of her and did not hit her. Her eyes were wide open and she stared blankly at the figure with her back facing her.

Tokugawa Motoichi also looked at Wang Cheng in front of him with some disbelief.

At the last moment, Wang Cheng's boxing technique changed again. He directly grabbed the blade in Tokugawa's hand with a flesh palm, and the position of the blade near the hilt of the knife, because everyone knows that when the knife is released, the inertial force at the hilt is the smallest and the speed is the slowest. If he reaches out to grab the blade on the tip of the knife, his palm will probably be cut off directly, and Dong Xingyue will die on the spot.

Blood shot out from Wang Cheng's palm, but his expression did not change at all, and his eyes became sharp. The moment he grabbed the blade, he rushed forward. He didn't think of snatching the blade, because it was impossible. He grabbed the blade with one hand, clenched the other hand into a fist, and suddenly punched Tomoichi Tokugawa, who had no time to retreat.

The force of this punch was absolutely amazing. There was a crackling sound of bone shattering on the spot, and Tokugawa Tomoichi was beaten away.

Wang Cheng was unreasonable and insisted on grabbing the blade, making it impossible for him to swing the knife at this moment, and then punched him in the chest again.

Click!

Another crisp sound.

But this sound is absolutely different from the sound that hit the shoulder just now. This time, it is the sound of the heart veins breaking and the sound of life disappearing.

Tokugawa Motoichi, who was flying in the air, suddenly stared at his eyes wide, and he vomited blood with a mouthful of disbelief on his face. He didn't believe that he would die at the hands of a Chinese boy, Wang Cheng.

Bang.

He flew straight for more than five meters away and fell to the ground. Tokugawa Tomochichi moved his body twice and then calmed down, and he lost his rest.
To be continued...