"Why did they retreat?"
"do not fight?"
"Is this the end?"
"Who's winning?"
"A tie?"
"Do you see anything?"
"I saw a bird!"
“……”
When Dugu Qiubai and Ling Donglai left, Pei Qing and Deng Tai'a stopped their hands at the same time and left in opposite directions, as if they had never met. However, after they left, others dared to speak out, and there was a lot of discussion.
There were many well-known and upright disciples in the crowd. They were also amazed at the strength of the two, but they were more interested in who won.
Yue Lingshan asked innocently: "Senior brother, did you understand their last sword attack?
"I don't know, I don't understand it very well." Linghu Chong hugged his sword with a confused look on his face, so he just followed him over to watch the fun.
Yue Lingshan asked: "Then why did they leave?"
"I think the winner should be decided, but who wins and who loses, only they themselves know." Lin Pingzhi's eyes flickered slightly, staring at Pei Qing's leaving back, and murmured: "When can I reach this point?" Such a state, then I can take revenge.”
"Xiao Linzi, what are you going to say?" Yue Lingshan asked doubtfully.
"It's nothing." Lin Pingzhi smiled and said, "The show is over, let's go."
"You guys go ahead, I'll go to the city to buy some things." Linghu Chong waved to Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi, and then disappeared into the crowd.
…………
In the attic.
Wearing a green shirt, Huanwan slowly poured a cup of Biluochun, placed the teapot gently on the table, and sat quietly.
"You're back?"
After a while, Pei Qing entered the attic quietly, walked to the table, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Biluochun?"
Huanwan said with a smile: "Seeing that you have been fighting for a long time, I will prepare some green tea for you to quench your thirst."
Pei Qing did not speak when he heard this, but continued to taste the tea. After drinking all the Biluochun, he spoke: "What do you think of today's showdown?"
Huanwan supported her chin with her hands, stared at Pei Qing with tender eyes, and said with a smile: "I don't care about these, I only care about you."
"Don't stare at me like that, it makes me feel uncomfortable all over." Pei Qing shook his head and looked away.
The corner of Huanwan's mouth curved slightly, and she slowly approached, close to Pei Qing's ear, and whispered softly: "You didn't know these words before, you just ignored me, and even mocked me a few times. Have you suddenly changed your temper now?”
Listening to the breath next to his ears and feeling the tingling sensation in his ears, Pei Qing frowned more and more tightly. After being silent for a long time, he quietly said: "I have changed a lot?"
"Um!"
Huanwan nodded seriously and said with a bright smile: "It's very big!"
Pei Qing became a little silent after hearing the words. After a long time, he raised his head and looked out the window and said calmly: "Today's sword discussion, when Deng Tai'a left, he told me that your magic sect invited Japan's number one swordsman 'Miyamoto Musashi' to come. Kill us."
"Miyamoto Musashi?" Huan looked stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of realization: "He is known as the 'Sword Master of Japan'. He once challenged the entire Japan by himself, and won them all. His achievements are immeasurable, and he is the well-deserved number one in Japan. people."
Pei Qing replied calmly: "Probably so."
After all, this world is a mixed martial arts world, and there are some things that he does not know comprehensively. He only knows that Miyamoto Musashi has set out from Japan and is on his way to Liyang.
"Are you sure?" Hanwan asked.
Pei Qing asked calmly: "What do you think?"
"I'm not you, how would I know?"
Huanhan glared at Pei Qing with anger and teeth itching, wanting to strangle him to death immediately.
Pei Qing picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and then said: "Today, there are only a handful of people who can beat me."
"What do you mean by this is that you won the sword fight with Deng Tai'a today?" Hanhan's face suddenly became a little surprised when she heard this. Of course she was happy that the man she liked was so good, but then she thought, Her face suddenly darkened: "But Miyamoto Musashi is known as the "Japanese Sword Master"."
"The one I killed was the Sword Master." Pei Qing's tone was still calm, but he revealed a strong sense of domineering.
Hanhan frowned and asked in a low voice: "He became a land god ten years ago. Because Japan is not within Kyushu, that's why he was not ranked among the top ten sword masters. Do you really have such confidence?"
"So what about the Sword Master? I have killed all the evil kings. The places that are as big as a palm, I picked them one by one with one sword when I was in a bad mood that day." Pei Qing snorted coldly. For him, the system tasks are comparable to these jumps. The clown is much better. He doesn't want to cause trouble, but he is definitely not afraid of trouble, let alone timid. As long as the opponent dares to come, he will kill him with one sword. This is his style.
Upon hearing this, Huanwan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and asked with a smile: "Then when is Shaoxia Pei in a bad mood?"
Pei Qing replied matter-of-factly: "When you win, Dugu Qiu loses."
Huanwan asked in confusion: "Why are you still unhappy after winning against Senior Dugu?"
"Because there is no one in Kyushu who can compete with me. I can only be lonely as a master and have no chance to resist." Pei Qing seemed to be really worried about being lonely as a master. He raised his head and sighed, his tone full of melancholy.
"You have really changed." Huanwan took a deep breath and said, "You would never have said so many words to me before."
Pei Qing didn't say anything when he heard this. He just looked at the moonlight calmly, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he said: "Maybe."
…………
Under the cover of night, Liyang County City seemed quite lonely, and the streets were empty.
A carriage was speeding, breaking the tranquility of the night.
In the carriage, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a ray of light burst out from his eyes.
The carriage stopped.
He lifted the curtain and walked out, standing there, looking at the rooftops in the distance.
In the darkness, three figures emerged and slowly walked out of the darkness.
They were dressed in powerful attire, with scimitars at their waists, tall figures, piercing eyes, and impressive aura.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way here?"
Miyamoto Musashi's tone was calm. Although the auras exuded by the three people in front of him were extremely powerful, which proved that they were top masters, he had no fear.
One of the men had a cold voice and said in a bad tone: "Although you are a Japanese swordsman, this is Kyushu, and this is not a place where you can run wild. Please return the way you came!"
"Haha, what an arrogant guy, you actually dare to threaten me?" Miyamoto Musashi laughed angrily and said: "If I hadn't wanted to fight with others before the competition, you would have become corpses long ago, all of you would have been given to me. Get out of here!”
"Old man, you are looking for death again!" The three of them were enraged and instantly burst out with strong murderous intent.
The three of them took a step forward at the same time. In an instant, a majestic murderous aura swept out like a tide, overwhelmingly pressing towards Miyamoto Musashi.
"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless." Miyamoto Musashi's expression darkened, and a piercing murderous aura bloomed in his eyes. He stretched out his right hand fiercely, and a sword light flashed across, and the three heads were thrown away instantly. Fly out.
Three huge heads rolled in the air, and blood spurted out, staining the ground red.
Plop.
The three corpses fell heavily to the ground.
With an invisible sword energy, two Tianxiang and one Zhixuan fell instantly.
Miyamoto Musashi calmed down his momentum, sat back in the carriage again, and said to the coachman lightly: "Keep on going."
"Yes...yes!" The driver was so frightened that he quickly drove the carriage forward.
Miyamoto Musashi looked at the gradually dimming sky outside the car window and murmured to himself: "The best swordsmanship in Kyushu world? Haha, I hope it won't make me too boring..."
