There's nothing glorious about beating this kid.
Thinking about this, I wanted to refuse, but the other party was of the same generation as me and also had the identity of a royal swordsman. I had no excuse to refuse, so I hesitated.
At this moment, the tall and imposing Gong Ze suddenly burst into laughter three times: "An inner hall secret disciple? That's truly astonishing! Mr. Xiping, such a precious opportunity to spar with an inner hall secret disciple of the Shangchen family, could you please let me have it? The Shangchen family has many masters of swordsmanship, so please give me the first chance to fight! I beg you!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward.
Xiping glanced at his companion, then at Prince Boren, who nodded slightly. Xiping thought to himself: "Alright, let him go first. It's rather dull to fight this young Chinese man. After the first match, I'll challenge him. They can't just send someone to fob me off then."
He took two steps back and said, "Fine! You can have it."
Tang Xin seemed to have expected this, and did not stop him. She smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Nohara Shinnosuke, this Master Miyazawa is also a famous master in Japan. This is a valuable opportunity for exchange. At the same time, you are representing my Shangchen family in the battle, so please do your best!"
Chen Xiao smiled inwardly. Tang Xin was asking him to "go all out," which meant he shouldn't hold back and should teach her a lesson.
It seems that although this girl appears calm, she is still angry because someone came to bully her.
The burly man, Miyazawa, was a decisive person. He had already lifted the hem of his robe and strode into the courtyard. One of the attendants who had come with them and was standing outside the courtyard ran in, holding a simple-looking Japanese samurai sword in both hands, and handed it to Miyazawa.
"Come on, Your Excellency! Let me witness the prowess of the inner disciples of the Shangchen family!"
Miyazawa gripped his longsword horizontally with both hands, stood still, and shouted a sharp command.
Chen Xiao smiled and looked at his empty hands: "Please wait a moment, let me find a sword."
Tang Xin was delighted to see that Chen Xiao was willing to fight, and a strange light flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, she turned around and handed over the sword box with chrysanthemum leaf patterns in front of her seat.
He declared in a loud voice, "Sir, this time you are fighting on behalf of the Shangchen family! As an inner disciple, you are qualified to wield this sword! Remember, do not tarnish the reputation of the Shangchen family's chrysanthemum-patterned blade!"
Chrysanthemum leaf patterns?!
Everyone's expression changed drastically!
This kid actually has the qualifications to use chrysanthemum leaf tattoos?!
The Kamitsu family has produced two Grandmasters in a row. For decades, the Chrysanthemum Leaf Embroidery sword, the main sword of the Kamitsu Itto-ryu school, has been regarded by the Japanese swordsmanship world as the number one sword in Japan! It's not a sword that just anyone can wield!
This Chinese kid actually has the qualifications to use this sword?!
Chen Xiao glanced at Tang Xin, but smiled and shook his head: "No need, there's no need to use the Chen family's famous blade."
He slowly walked down the courtyard, looked at Gong Ze, walked past him, came to the courtyard wall, looked around, climbed down a vine from the wall, held it in his hand, and then turned around.
rattan?
west Ping and the others were stunned for a moment, about to get angry, but west Ping was, after all, the leader of a sect, and suddenly remembered the legend from years ago...
Considering that this young man is from China and has some connection to the Shangchen family...
Canes!!!
west Ping's expression immediately changed.
Chen Xiao, however, wore a strange smile as he looked at the burly man, Gong Ze, and said, "I... I'm more comfortable using this one."
Chapter 193 [I'll play, play, play~]
Miyazawa, after all, was not a member of a major sect. Although he was a renowned swordsman, he was only in his forties. He hadn't even been born when General Nohara swept across Japan, and he was unaware of that shameful period in Japanese martial arts history. Seeing this "Nohara Shinnosuke" actually wielding a rattan cane to challenge him to a duel, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.
He was originally a hot-tempered person, and his swordsmanship was known for its fierceness. Now that he was convinced that his opponent was deliberately humiliating him, his anger almost burst out of his eyes. He made up his mind: although it was just a martial arts sparring match and he could not really kill this arrogant Chinese boy, he would still cut off one of his hands and feet to vent his anger!
Chen Xiao held the rattan cane in his right hand and slapped it against his left palm, smiling at Gong Ze: "Sir, you are a guest from afar, please make your move."
Miyazawa's face turned ashen. He shook his arms, gathered his strength, and shouted twice, "Heave-ho! Heave-ho!!"
Then he took off his outer robe, leaving only his tight-fitting samurai robe underneath. With a whoosh, he drew his blade, held it in one hand, slid a step to the side, and pointed the blade at Chen Xiao.
At this moment, everyone in the courtyard was sitting on both sides, leaving enough space in the middle. The two people were standing several meters apart. Chen Xiao felt a faint sense of pressure from the blade pointed at him. He thought to himself: This guy is not just reckless. He has real skills.
The two faced off for a few more seconds, until Gong Ze, still seething with anger, finally made the first move. Chen Xiao, who had been waiting to see his opponent's strength and was prepared to strike back, had plenty of patience. Just as he saw a fierce glint in Gong Ze's eyes, he heard a sharp shout.
"Hey!!!"
The shout was as powerful as thunder. Gong Ze took two quick strides, his wooden clogs clanging loudly on the stone slabs. Then, his tall and imposing figure pounced on Chen Xiao like a fierce stag. His right hand held his sword horizontally, and with a fierce diagonal slash, he aimed for Chen Xiao's shoulder. The blow seemed to cleave Chen Xiao in two!
Although fierce, he wasn't stupid. Seeing that Chen Xiao was only using a vine—and confident in the power and weight of his own strike—he knew that if Chen Xiao had a steel blade, he might be able to defend himself, but a vine would likely snap easily. It couldn't possibly be used to block his blade. Therefore, this kid had no choice but to dodge!
As expected, Chen Xiao slid to the side to dodge. With that step, a glint of cunning flashed in Gong Ze's eyes. Suddenly, he gripped the sword with both hands and exhaled deeply. The strike, though seemingly missing its target, abruptly reversed mid-air, drawing an arc and transforming from a vertical slash into a horizontal one, aimed directly at Chen Xiao's waist!
Now, Chen Xiao had no time to retreat; his only option was to defend. Although Chen Xiao possessed the ability to teleport, he was unwilling to use it under the watchful eyes of everyone, lest he be exposed and cause trouble later. Instead of retreating, he suddenly advanced, his body spinning violently, and he slammed his back against Gong Ze's!
As he turned around and took a step back, Gong Ze's arm was more than two feet long, and the blade was three feet long. Chen Xiao suddenly came close, and although the blade missed, Chen Xiao's back almost hit his shoulder!
With a thud, Chen Xiao's back collided with Gong Ze's upper arm, but the two ended up in a shoulder-to-shoulder position. Gong Ze had experienced many duels in his life, but he had never seen such a daring opponent!
While this choice to advance instead of retreat subtly avoided his own horizontal slash, exposing his back to his opponent during the fight was a grave mistake!
Thinking of this, Gong Ze immediately released his left hand and swung his elbow down towards Chen Xiao's chest. He was tall and strong, with solid muscles in his arms and fierce strength. The impact hit Chen Xiao's chest, and everyone heard a "bang". Everyone thought in unison: This young man's chest bones must have been shattered!
Miyazawa landed a successful blow, and his right wrist, which was gripping the hilt of the sword, had already flipped over, and he retaliated with a thrust!
At this moment, Chen Xiao's back was leaning against Gong Ze's shoulder. He had taken an elbow strike to the chest and his body was being firmly pinned by the opponent's left arm. The opponent's blade had already stabbed back. He had nowhere to dodge or block, and it seemed that he was already in a desperate situation!
Among the onlookers, Nishihira Kojiro frowned upon seeing this: "This so-called inner hall secret disciple is so badly skilled?"
As the knife was about to pierce Chen Xiao's waist, everyone closed their eyes, unable to bear watching the first match end in bloodshed.
But just then, a tiger's roar was suddenly heard. The roar was full of energy, but it was filled with indescribable pain and panic. In the end, the last note trembled. What was originally a powerful roar turned into a scream.