Chapter 113: Seppuku is useful, what do you want me to do?

All the paparazzi were shaking with excitement.

They don't know what kendo is, but they know what news is.

What could be a more passionate plot twist than a swordsman demon who suddenly turns into a hero and fights to the death against a wealthy family who monopolizes swordsmanship?

What's this?

This is the fearless spirit of international friendship.

The shutter came down again and again, and the ugly appearance of Yagyu Shengyuki continued to be photographed.

This disgraced swordsman fainted without even daring to refute. This just shows that he had a guilty conscience. Otherwise, how could he faint?

And I don’t know if I fainted really or faked.

This kind of person has a cruel heart and is unworthy of Neon Swordsmanship!

Lin Mosheng continued to be compassionate, walked forward, and patted the shoulder of the disciple who had just glared at him, as if he was the big brother next door.

"Did you know? In China, there is also a Martial Saint. The Tai Chi he created is the most gentle among the softest, but we in China regard it as a treasure. Who dares to say that Tai Chi is a useless fist?"

Everyone was silent. Yes, other people's Chinese martial arts were the source of their own martial arts.

However, in other people's world, Tai Chi, a subtle form of martial arts, has been canonized, but in my own family, I scorn the way of the Sword Master.

wrong.

Koizumi Shou stepped forward and kicked open the opponent's door, causing the wooden door to make a banging sound.

Lin Mosheng smiled slightly, what if I don't just want a plaque?

He looked around the kendo hall, "It seems that you already knew the news in advance, so you dismissed all the disciples?"

Everyone was suddenly stunned and looked at the caravan that looked like a black dragon in the distance again. The dazzling lights cut through the long night. It was indeed like a dragon.

But Lin Mosheng not only did not dislike him, but also used the sword of great wisdom and great light to attack him, a fool, and cut off three thousand worries.

After that, the high price will naturally make pirates take risks. When something is truly profitable, it is not something that the Tokyo Kendo Federation can stop.

For a moment, even Kamiyama Sachi didn't know how to judge Lin Mosheng.

The swordsman who showed off his skills stared at Lin Mosheng, "If you want a plaque, go get it yourself."

Sachi Ueyama was also a smart man, and he immediately understood what Lin Mosheng meant. He couldn't help but admire, "Your wisdom is truly far-sighted and far beyond the times."

The thugs in suits nervously held their guns and stood close to Lin Mosheng and Ueyama Sachi. The one who just spoke pointed tremblingly at the thick fog, "It's those dead swordsmen, they are here to take revenge!"

It was revealed that the swordsman had dismissed all his disciples, and he was the only one sitting cross-legged in the huge courtyard.

He had barely taken two steps when the crowd behind him heard exclamations of surprise. It turned out that the swordsman had committed seppuku in front of everyone.

He sneered and looked at Fuma Kotaro, "I hired you Fuma-ryu ninjas to kill people, not to let you bark at me!"

But with the energy of Tokyo Kendo, there is still a chance to suppress tomorrow's newspaper.

After the initial anger towards the enemy, then the sadness towards Shifan, and the doubts about his own swordsmanship.

After Sachi Ueyama finished speaking, he clearly heard the heartbeat of the man opposite him. He was obviously the same age as his father, but he was still as strong as a bull.

Lin Mosheng stretched out his palm to stop and said with a kind smile, "Well, I believe you, you won't do such a stupid thing. Well, now that the matter is over, let's go back."

Then Koizumi Shou respectfully said to Lin Mosheng, "Master, you should use thunderous means to deal with this kind of evil heretic."

"I understand!"

The master of swordsmanship opened his mouth. He wanted to explain. Explain that the qualifications of his disciples are different. The disciples of the kendo sects do have better qualifications. Naturally, they cannot all be taught the same way.

A horrified voice came from the other end of the intercom, "Team, team leader, this is an unjust soul seeking life!"

Lin Mosheng raised the 'Vajra Heavenly Blessing' and struck the disciple on the head with his sword.

"I'm here to take revenge!"

Mercy, mercy.

He was so angry and sad that all kinds of thoughts wrapped him up like three thousand threads of trouble.

After the victory, Li Wen's mood improved a lot. He took out a cigar, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then said, "People from the Tokyo Kendo Federation came today. What do you think they said?"

Lin Mosheng didn't pay attention. He suddenly looked solemn and said, "I'm here to ask you one thing."

"Free distribution, my lord, this is a brilliant plan."

Taking advantage of the crowd's opportunity to surround Lin Mosheng, he also surrounded him.

Shi Xianliu Jianhao suddenly opened his eyes, and his chest heaved violently.

These poor ninjas are so petty, no wonder they haven't been able to get on the stage for so many years.

The young dragon probed its claws, and the surrounding thick fog turned into chains and rushed toward Shiro Uharu.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger.

Of course he knows what mastering Tokyo Kendo means.

This is the true practitioner of swordsmanship. He has traveled thousands of miles to come to Neon just to break the monopoly of swordsmanship held by wealthy families.

That person is Kamiyama Sachi.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock.

The disciple who had just glared at Lin Mosheng fell to his knees in front of Lin Mosheng with a bang, tears streaming down his face, and grabbing the ground with his head.

Twenty or thirty years ago, he might have used the same hands to chop people alive into mincemeat. Few people would dare to eat such ramen.

Among the people present, there was only one person whose heart was as cold as an abyss.

Gunshots continued to sound, but they were unable to cause any harm to the ghost.

Ueyama Sachi, with the arrogance of a gangster, sneered, "No matter what they say, my lord, you will never listen to them."

"Hi."

This blade is bound to hit!

Bang!

A golden fist mark bloomed and was printed on the assassin's body. Before he could say a word, his whole body exploded.

The status of Japanese ninjas is not high, even in this world where extraordinary power exists. They do not have wonderful magic methods, and they are not as good as sword masters in head-to-head duels.

"Second, tell those idiots from the Kendo Federation that if they can't kill with one blow, then letting people go will only increase the opponent's strength."

Ueyama Sachi knew that Li Wen was asking about Lin Mosheng. This man who dared to confront the entire Tokyo Kendo Federation made Li Wen extremely fearful. This was one of the reasons why he did not immediately touch Ue Yama Sachi.

Ueyama Sachi excitedly said with his fists.

Li Wen examined Shang Shanxing.

"Haha." Onmyoji picked up a folding fan and covered his mouth with a smile, "Then do you think he will let you Fuma-ryu go?"

The person who follows Yagyu Yuyuki has good qualifications.

The swordsman, who was showing off his skills, closed his eyes. He didn't want to say another word to Lin Mosheng.

He didn't think about getting any information from this red-named monster, because whatever information he could get, he could figure it out through [Shui Guan Jiejie] and [Yi Yan]. If he couldn't get it, he could probably get it from a dead soldier like the one on the other side.

will not say.

When Lin Mosheng came out of the New Yinliu Kendo Hall, there were ten times more people behind him!

However, the expressions on everyone's faces were not out of fear, but out of respect.

"The master of the house still knows how to play with women."

"My lord, you are so brave."

Ueyama Sachi hesitated for a moment, "Sir, I'm afraid that even if the newspaper is controlled by the family, it won't be published tomorrow, and it will be closely watched."

Lin Mosheng is already considered a strong man, but compared with this Roshan, he is as slim as a college student who has not exercised.

All club members need to be prepared to meet the underworld emperor, even in a dilapidated ramen restaurant.

"To all your disciples, do you really devote yourself to teaching them what they have learned?"

He was even sure that the man in front of him would directly tell Lin Mosheng about this.

Lin Mosheng didn't care and continued to move forward.

He understood why Lin Mosheng insisted on coming in when he saw him avoiding the fight!

The power of 26 points was extremely domineering, leaving him no time to make any changes or dodge.

Ueyama Sachi looked at Lin Mosheng's broad back. Although he knew what kind of person Lin Mosheng was, he suddenly felt ridiculous that a man would die for his confidant.

Of course Fuma Kojiro knew the importance of intelligence, he asked in a solemn voice, "What's the gain?"

Li Wen was silent for a long time, until the hot ramen was served.

"Won't you let them go to the streets to distribute? They should distribute wherever there are many people! The embassy area, the foreign friends area, Ginza, Shibuya, this is freedom of speech, and naturally everyone should see it."

Instead, the coldness turned into reality, freezing the hands and feet of the members of the Black Tigers.
To be continued...