"The rules of Fenglin Pavilion are that only the strongest disciple in the pavilion can take the position of top disciple.

More than ten years ago, before Mr. Gong Ying, the Fenglin Pavilion had already confirmed the next successor, but he was killed by Mr. Gong Ying, who was only 19 years old. It is said that the victory or defeat at that time was only three moves away.

Separate.

Over the past ten years, Mr. Gong Ying has faced many challenges without ever failing.

He would cut off the head of each opponent, paint it with gold paint, and then make it into a tea set and place it in a niche. It is said that it now covers three walls of his home.

And when Mr. Gong Ying fights, he is almost like a ghost, and ordinary people look at him with fear, so he has such a title. You will never want to see Mr. Gong Ying when he draws his sword and fights."

Hearing what the person in charge said, the two employees swallowed their saliva and had a look of fear on their faces.

At this moment, Gong Yingchangxiu, who was sitting in the armed car, was listening to the discussions about himself coming from all over the car, with a faint smile on his face.

Guan Shangjing said: "Senior brother is still so evil."

"You should always find some fun in life," Gong Ying Changxiu said with a smile: "Especially listening to legends about myself, it is really satisfying."

Guan Shangjing was a little helpless. His senior brother was particularly obsessed with stories about heroes from the old times. He imitated them in every move he made. He also had a hobby, which was to spread news about himself.

He also pays special attention to the sense of ritual before the battle, making every battle he participates in full of atmosphere. After defeating his opponent every time, he will find someone to write a short story to make the battle between the two full of ups and downs.

And whenever he hears all kinds of exaggerated and bizarre rumors about himself from others, he will become particularly excited.

Therefore, although there is no wide gap in the level of the three major halls abroad, this senior brother is the most famous, and even the Fenglin Hall is the most famous.

What matches fame is also strength.

The top disciples of the three major halls have never really competed against each other, but whether it is An Yao, Kanehiro of the hall, or Yoshin Hōkoshi of the Nōto hall, their positions have never changed in the past twenty years.

However, Gongying Changxiu killed the previous senior brother. He was present when the two men fought. Witnessing the whole process, he deeply admired and feared the strength of this senior brother, so even though he was ten years older than the other senior brother,

Next year, I will still call out "Senior Brother Gong Ying" with sincerity.

Gong Yingchangxiu Youyou said: "Junior brother talked about that opponent. I have read the previous information. It is very good. He is an opponent worth fighting. Where is he now?"

"Senior Brother Gong Ying..." Guan Shangjing was a little embarrassed.

Gong Yingchangxiu said: "Junior Brother Guan Shang, you know that before I start a war, I must declare a challenge. This is my rule. I hope you can understand."

Guan Shangjing looked at his round-framed glasses, which were glowing with light. It seemed that he couldn't see the eyes behind them, but he felt panic in his heart. Although doing so might expose the news of this senior brother's arrival in advance, this point was

Gong Ying Changxiu had no reason to say here, so he immediately lowered his head.

"Senior Brother Gong Ying, please leave the matter to me."

Gongying Changxiu looked at him, until the latter felt a little uneasy, he smiled and said: "No, I have already made arrangements." He stretched out his hand to hold Jie Ping, "Eijuro, you go instead of me.

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He crossed his arms and said, "A hero's appearance cannot be so hasty. I hope my letter of challenge can satisfy him."

"Eijuro..."

It has been ten years since Guan Shangjing left Fenglin Hall. In his memory, Kejuro was just a young man. Just a quick glance showed that he seemed to be among the crowd coming off the airship.

He said: "It is his honor to be able to deliver the letter of challenge to senior brother. Senior brother, I will send someone to lead the way and he will definitely let him bring the letter of challenge."

A few hours later, the sky brightened, and a foreign fighter carrying a long and short sword got out of the car and walked on the road leading to Xuan Gong Building.

After the city patrol discovered him, they came up to check him several times. Each time he would stop politely and hand over his name card from the fighting gym and the pass from the Government Affairs Department.

When faced with the warning, he respectfully stated that as a foreigner arriving for the first time, he would abide by Central City's rules.

He walked for an hour for a short distance of one kilometer. When he arrived at Xuan Gong Building, he asked someone to deliver the letter he was carrying, and then stood on the square of the building and waited patiently.

Chen Chuan returned to the academy after arranging three people yesterday. While he was practicing, a notification sound came from Jie Ping, indicating that something had been delivered.

He walked out and got something, only to find that it was a letter of challenge, signed by Gong Yingchangxiu, and the wording was very polite. He said that because he heard about his reputation in a corner of the island, he yearned for him, so he traveled across the ocean to come here to ask for his help.

Such is the case with World War I.

He also stated on it that he was from Fenglin Hall, one of the three major fighting gyms overseas. In order to show his qualifications, he specially sent a junior disciple to demonstrate his sword skills in person.

Sword move?

He was somewhat interested in this. He came to the window and glanced outside the Xuan Gong Building, and saw the figure in black. But after taking a look, he couldn't help but doubt whether the other party could demonstrate the essence of the sword move.

.

Fighters have an uncanny ability to judge their opponents. Regardless of specific fighting skills, you can almost tell which level they belong to just by looking at their posture and aura.

And this...

At this moment, he suddenly saw a figure walking towards there. He was slightly surprised. After thinking for a while, he turned around and left the dormitory, heading downstairs.

While Eijuro was waiting there, suddenly a voice came from beside him: "Your Excellency, Eijuro."

He turned around and saw a foreign fighter in ancient clothes standing there. After thinking about it, he didn't recognize this person, so he asked in foreign languages: "Who is your Excellency?"

The person opposite bowed slightly and said, "Langtao Pavilion, Sancheng Desolate."

"It turns out to be Mr. Mijo." Kejuro bowed to him politely, "Why is Mr. Mijo here?"

Sanchenghuang straightened up and said, "Excuse me, are you here to declare a challenge to Mr. Chen?"

Kejuro's eyes immediately changed. He said in a deep voice, "Does this have anything to do with Mr. Mishiro?"

Sanjohuang put his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist and said loudly: "Of course it does matter. I was once defeated by Chen Jun, and I am convinced of my defeat. Your Excellency Kejuro, if you want to challenge Chen Jun, please first

Just pass this level."

As he spoke, he pulled out the long knife from his waist,

Keijuro also grasped the knife at his waist tightly, turned it around, and Su Rong said: "Although I am not the challenger, I can't pretend that I didn't see such a move, Mr. Sanjo."

He represents the Fenglin Pavilion behind him. If you draw a sword in front of him, it will be regarded as a challenge and it is impossible not to respond.

Sanchenghuang's posture of holding the sword remained unchanged, "Then let me teach you the clever tricks of Fenglinkan."

"Understood."

Keijuro raised his head and said: "I am here to show my senior brother's sword skills to Mr. Chen, but Mr. Mijo, if it were you, I believe you can also let Mr. Chen see clearly."

He took out the knife at once and slowly raised the knife.

Sanchenghuang put the knife in front of him. After the two faced each other for a moment, the two of them stepped forward at the same moment. It seemed that in just an instant, the two of them passed by each other and arrived at the place where they were standing just now.

The two stood back to back for a moment, and suddenly Eijuro dropped his knife on the ground, his body fell forward, and then a pool of blood spread under him.

Sanchenghuang breathed out, turned around, wiped the long knife with his sleeve, returned the knife to its sheath, and bowed deeply to the corpse on the ground.

"Thanks for the teaching."

Chen Chuan had already arrived downstairs at this time. When he came out of the door just now, he happened to see the fight between the two people, but he found that when Kejuro used the sword move, he turned into another person in an instant, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

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After Sanchenghuang bowed, he found that his chest was empty. He looked down and saw a knife mark appeared at his heart, and it also cut through the clothes there, only just a little bit of it penetrated into his body.

Chen Chuan walked over and took a look, "Mr. Sancheng, are you okay?"

Sanjohuang quickly turned around, leaned over and said, "Chen Jun, I'm okay." He looked at Kejuro's body and said with emotion, "That move just now should be the legendary 'Seal Sword'."

"Yin Shao Knife?"

Sanchenghuang nodded, "Yes, the people at Fenglin Pavilion don't pay as much attention to spiritual cultivation as our Langtao Pavilion, but they also have spiritual skills.

It is said that they can imprint their own sword skills into the minds of their fellow disciples through spiritual blending. Whenever they declare a challenge to a respectable opponent, they can ask their disciples to come forward and demonstrate their sword skills on their behalf.

This is both a demonstration and a test. If the opponent cannot block it, then there is no need to fight. If he blocks it, then it means he is qualified to fight."

His expression was slightly solemn, "The sword just now was not so much Kejuro's as it was cut by Miyahide Nagahide of Fenglinkan. And because it was separated by a layer, the essence of it could not be fully displayed, but

If it had been killed by Gong Ying Changxiu himself, I might have died."

Chen Chuan nodded slightly and looked at him again: "Why did Mr. Sancheng come here today?"

Sanchenghuang said: "To be honest with Chen Jun, I received news not long ago that Gong Ying Changxiu has arrived in Central City. I think his target should be Chen Jun, so I came here to inform Chen Jun, please do a good job

Be on guard and be prepared, this enemy cannot be underestimated, what you just did was just to show your sincerity."

Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "Mr. Sancheng is doing this just to stand opposite the Fenglin Pavilion. Aren't you afraid of the trouble it will cause in the future?"

"It doesn't matter."

Sanchenghuang said very sincerely: "In this world that is about to change, a small person will always choose a side, and I feel," he raised his head and said loudly: "It is right to stand on Chen Jun's side!

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