Chapter 128 Ten Death Fights (Additional update on the third day of junior high school, please subscribe)

Lin Mosheng shook the 'Vajra Heaven' in his hand and smiled happily at Saito, "We don't need to sign the life and death contract anymore. With so many people here witnessing it, how about life and death?"

Saito took a deep breath and looked at Lin Mosheng who was like a spring outing.

He only felt that the pressure on himself was extremely terrifying.

Fortunately, he did not place all his hopes on the assassination of Miyamoto Yanji.

He asked solemnly, "Your Excellency, are you here just to teach me the way of kendo, or do you want to take away the kendo plaque from my Shizuoka Prefecture Gym?"

Lin Mosheng asked, "What's the difference?"

"If you can teach me, I have already understood the master's trick, so that's all for today."

"But if you want to take off the plaques of all the kendo halls in Shizuoka Prefecture like you did in Tokyo, please allow Juban to fight to the death to prove that you are stronger than all of us!"

Saitoki finished speaking sharply.

One by one, swordsmen from Shizuoka Prefecture stood up and walked behind Saito Ki, nine of them in total.

The six swordsmen whose sword blades were grabbed by [Fudo Myooh Shen] changed their expressions and wanted to pull out their swords and evacuate.

The figures of the swordsmen drawing their swords paused for more than a breath in the sound of this ancient Zen chant.

"Grandpa, can he win?"

Stop him and you must not let him continue to kill, otherwise the kendo of Shizuoka Prefecture will be over, and you will become the sinner of kendo of Shizuoka Prefecture!

The sword intent in Saitoki's body was like a blazing flame, instantly igniting himself.

Their flaws were also magnified infinitely in Lin Mosheng's eyes.

"Okay! Please spread out, to avoid accidental injury later!"

The clear sword energy fell on the turtle's back, causing waves of surging ripples.

But the extremely thin and light blade of the 'San Riyue Feixue' carries an extremely domineering martial arts will.

However, even if there are rituals to prove a great swordsman, most of them are just 'Ten Fights', not 'Ten Fights to the Death'.

With this doubt in his mind, his whole head was first smashed into his stomach, and then his proud swordsman's body was shortened by a third out of thin air.

"Moo!"

Some were angry, some were shocked, and some were admiring.

He looked at Saito Hi and the swordsmen behind Saito Hi, the scarlet color of his black eyes flashed away, and his white teeth showed a beautiful smile, "You have all signed a life and death contract, right?"

Whenever you see Lin Mosheng again, you need to walk around him.

He thought about the gap between himself and Lin Mosheng, but he never thought that the gap would be so big.

Ding ding ding ding ding.

Lin Mosheng's body spun like a top.

He took a step forward, and the black-yellow barrier disappeared on its own initiative.

The six suppressed the fear in their hearts, swung their blades, and slashed at Lin Mosheng at the risk of their lives. Even though their bodies were torn apart by the sword energy, they showed no intention of flinching.

It turned into a clear ten-meter sword energy, like a moth igniting a flame, across the distance between the two people, and slashed at Lin Mosheng, who was covered in blood.

Many swordsmen who stood too close were directly injured by these flying blades. Some of the unlucky ones even had no chance to draw their swords to resist, and their throats were cut directly.

From the beginning, Lin Mosheng ended this battle with overwhelming power.

Lin Mosheng nodded, took a few steps back, walked to Huakaiyuan Meiko, and seemed to be sheathing his sword.

This ten rounds of deadly battles did not turn out as everyone expected.

The sound of a sword being unsheathed was like a dragon's roar.

But as long as your ancestors are from Shizuoka Prefecture, or you are married to a woman from Shizuoka Prefecture, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a swordsman from Shizuoka Prefecture.

No!

The swordsman's eyes were filled with fear and deathly silence.

As for the sword fight in Tokyo, because the Tokyo Kendo Federation did not want to publicize the family scandal, and there were no reporters watching, no useful information came out at all. It was all mysterious and mysterious stuff.

The 'King Kong Tianfeng' swept across like a fierce punch, breaking the flaws of the two swordsmen and turning their waists and abdomens into pulp.

The two met and the three swordsmen fell.

Why can't I even receive a single blow?

However, they were too slow and too late.

The sacred auspiciousness suddenly turned into a bloodthirsty beast.

If in the neon ancient times, there could be an army composed of ten swordsmen, it would be a power that many daimyo could only dream of.

No one doubts this.

Even Hanakain Meiko could feel the tremendous pressure in the entire gym.

As the swords and swords clashed, the domineering will followed the swords and pressed into the minds of the two swordsmen with an arrogant and unreasonable attitude.

In the battlefield, the pure sword energy that Saito Ki wielded like a divine gift was not a real god after all.

Ueyama Sachi whispered in Lin Mosheng's ear what the Shiban Death Fight was.

What he thought was a just siege was like a siege by a group of primitive people, but what he encountered was not a Tyrannosaurus rex from the same era.

It is also a desperate secret method, using one's own sword power to forcibly cut off all thoughts and swing the most powerful sword.

However, they have been on the battlefield for a long time, so they naturally know that now is not the time to panic.

"Jingle Bell."

The defense power of [Fudo Ming King Shen] depends on Lin Mosheng's mental strength and the level of the skill itself.

After all, this is usually the way to prove a great swordsman, to prove that you are definitely a level above the swordsman.

It really takes ten fights to the death, one person defeats ten people, completely proving that his swordsmanship is stronger than everyone else.

He ducked in front of a swordsman who had drawn his sword, and dropped the 'Vajra Heaven' in his hand, shattering the air and hitting the swordsman who had just recovered his senses.

The two completely different sword lights were no less powerful than the swift slash that Saito Ki had just wielded.

Ten rays of sword energy that were like white waves came from all directions. In an instant, the courtyard seemed to have become an ocean of sword energy.

Once you go on a killing spree, you may really lose control.

After cutting off all his own thoughts, the sword light wielded by Saito Ki has completely turned into substance.

Their mental skills and bodies, which they originally thought were perfect, were shattered under this will without even being able to hold on for a moment.

Lin Mosheng pulled out the 'Mikayuki Chuixue', held the blade in both hands, and held two beautiful sword flowers in the air.

And the kendo schools that he defeats from now on will have all their honors and foundations taken away from them.

The remaining six swordsmen looked at each other with determination flashing at the same time.

If Saitoki hadn't unleashed the secret technique of Shinto Muken-ryu, the other swordsmen present would never have been able to last a few more rounds.

Saito shouted in a low voice and asked the onlookers to stay away.

The solemn and majestic sound of Zen singing came from Lin Mosheng's chest and abdomen, instantly overwhelming the sound of contending swords.

Even though they were prepared in advance, when they actually faced this six-character mantra, the absolute power directly crushed them all.

After each swordsman carefully signed the life and death contract, they slowly surrounded Lin Mosheng with their sharp blades.

But that real power, coupled with Lin Mosheng's current terrifying basic strength, 4%, is enough to become the last torrent that destroys the enemy's psychological defense line.

A murderous intention lurked like a diffuse rain of cherry blossoms.

All the swordsmen who came back to their senses were stunned.

Even if he wins, he will become a vegetable.

For example, dragons, tigers, Buddhas, etc. Neon people like to talk about these things, so naturally they don't think anything of it.

Lin Mosheng could no longer restrain the surging murderous intention in his heart.

Lin Mosheng exhaled a breath of turbid air, pressed his chest, and a surge of righteousness washed over him, slowly suppressing the Asura intention.

Shinto Wu Nian Ryu·Kill me!

This is a secret technique that only contemporary Shinto Muken-ryu teachers can practice.

Lin Mosheng couldn't help but complain.

Six consecutive sword sounds sounded.

And in the whirlpool, it was Lin Mosheng who was standing with two swords in his hands.

Aoki Yudu took his disciples and took dozens of steps back. He looked at the swordsman from Shizuoka Prefecture behind Saito Ki. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "It seems that this time I really forced him."

I’m in a hurry.”

Even if he is a true god, he may be helpless in the face of the defensive sword intent of Xuanwu, one of the Four Symbols.
To be continued...