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Chapter 147 Please accept me as a disciple

You don't have the right to know my identity, say! Why did you sneak into Tang Xin's house at night?" Tang Xin was frightened and got up from the bed and hid directly in Qin Lang's arms.

The man snorted coldly: Pretend to act! Seeking death!”

call out!

The man pulled out a short sword from the back and stabbed Qin Lang.

The short sword is thin and narrow, and it is full of toughness. It is obvious that it is a good knife.

The man was very fast. Qin Lang had to passively dodge because he wanted to protect Tang Xin, and accidentally cut a hole in his arm with a short sword.

Yan Guo Pig! Overestimate one's ability!" The Japanese man's unstandard Yan Mandarin was very contemptuous.

His words angered Qin Lang, and Qin Lang patted Tang Xin on the back and asked her to hide aside first.

Be careful!" Tang Xin's eyes were full of concern.

Qin Lang smiled slightly, he didn't take it seriously yet.

Seeing Qin Lang's contemptuous expression, the Japanese man was immediately angry. He held the knife in both hands to make a standard samurai posture, and shouted the blade and slashed it down.

He is very confident that his strength ranks high in Japan and is an elite expert in the organization.

He had dealt with many Yan people, and without exception, these Yan Kingdom masters were all defeated by his sword.

Because his swordsmanship was created by him, his characteristics are his sharp speed and endless changes that make people unavoidable.

However, when he meets Qin Lang, the ending is already destined.

Qin Lang's face did not change, and he turned his body slightly to avoid the attack. The man's sword technique really changed a lot. After seeing Qin Lang dodging, he immediately changed the diagonal chop to cross-cut.

However, a knee was pressed against his wrist and prevented him from exerting force.

Bang!

Qin Lang raised his leg and kicked the man away. The man hit the TV cabinet background wall, and the TV cabinet background wall was smashed.

Wow…ah” The Japanese man grabbed the short sword and half-kneeled on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. His hands trembled violently.

How is that possible?”

What's impossible?" Qin Lang shrugged: When discussing swordsmanship, the people of Yan are your ancestors."

Go and die!"

The man refused to admit defeat, kicked his feet, held the sword in both hands and rushed towards Qin Lang again.

He was careless just now. This time he used all his strength and must make his name clear for his sword skills.

I have to say that after Qin Lang kicked away, the momentum of this Japanese devil increased greatly. The short sword changed a lot in his hands, and if he was not careful, he would see blood.

In less than ten minutes, Qin Lang's hands and back were cut by Japanese men with short swords, leaving many scars.

Humph! Do you still dare to say that Yan Country’s sword skills are very powerful?” The man held the sword in one hand, his expression was very proud.

Qin Lang..." Tang Xin's nervous palms were covered in sweat.

Qin Lang is now like a bloody man, covered in blood.

Qin Lang shook his head to reassure her.

Although this Japanese man's swordsmanship is sharp and varied, he also has flaws. His speed is fierce, but his strength is insufficient.

Ignore the fatal power and blindly pursue sharp speed.

Japan! I know both swordsmanship and ninjutsu, but I have never seen you like swordsmanship." Qin Lang frowned.

This man's swordsmanship is unique. Although he is not very powerful, he is also very sharp.

Qin Lang, the top ten ninjutsu in Japan and the swordsmanship genre, had dealt with, but his swordsmanship was not like any force.

What is his origin?

What is the purpose?

If you don’t say it, I’ll hit you until you open your mouth." Qin Lang’s momentum suddenly increased.

He kept his hand before, with the purpose of judging the other party's origin from the moves. It was obvious that the other party's origin was unknown.

Since this is the case, Qin Lang had no need to hold back. Several sharp lights burst out from his dark pupils.

When the man met Qin Lang's eyes, he suddenly felt a very dangerous palpitation, as if he was staring at by a demon god from hell.

Let me teach you what real sword technique is." Qin Lang picked up a watermelon knife on the coffee table.

Qin Lang kicked his feet and turned into a ghost, with a very sharp speed. Before the man could even react, Qin Lang came to him.

The man raised his sword in panic, and the watermelon knife turned into a stream of light in Qin Lang's hand.

The man was shocked. The man in front of him was so powerful, his strength was loose and moderate, seemingly slow but very sharp.

The man was beaten to the point of being powerless and could only defend passively and keep retreating to the corner.

Ding Ding Ding

bite!

With a crisp sound, the short sword in the man's hand broke suddenly, and the tip of the knife sank into the coffee table.

Have you seen it? This is the swordsmanship of Yan Kingdom. Young man, learn it hard." Qin Lang threw the watermelon knife to the ground with a bang.

At this time, the man seemed to have suffered a major blow in his life, and he was stunned when he looked at the broken sword in his hand.

This is absolutely impossible. How could anyone in this world have such a superb sword technique!

No matter how he didn't believe it, the facts were right in front of him, Qin Lang showed his sword skills to the fullest with a watermelon knife, and beat him to no avail.

If Qin Lang hadn't had the intention to kill, he would have died under Qin Lang's swordsmanship.

thump!

Suddenly the man knelt down straight and clasped his fists with his hands: Sir, can you ask if you have a noble name, would you like to accept me as your disciple?"

Qin Lang was stunned.

I'll go, what's going on?

The man told Qin Lang that his name was Kawamoto and he was a Japanese warrior.

Because his father was in prison for crimes, he was lonely and helpless since he was a child. Therefore, in order to protect himself, he created a set of sword techniques to scare the children.

Later, he gradually improved this set of sword techniques, and Kawamoto also gave his sword technique a name, Kawamoto Ryu.

Then why did you sneak into my house?" Tang Xin asked.

Kawamoto smiled bitterly: I found out that many people from Japan from many schools and forces have sneaked into Kowloon Bay and said that you have a molecular drawing on them."

I was also curious.”

Qin Lang understood.

It seems that Tang Xin's holding molecular drawings has been leaked, and has attracted many international forces to spy on it.

Sir, can you accept me as your disciple to teach me sword skills?” Kawamoto’s eyes were looking forward to it and sincerely.

Qin Lang's swordsmanship is the most unique and powerful swordsman he has seen in his life. He has fought with many genres of swordsmen and warriors in Japan. He has never seen anyone in this world who can have such a superb swordsmanship.

Sir, I have been very interested in Yan Kingdom culture since I was a child, and I also know that there is an old saying in Yan Kingdom: One day, I will be a teacher for life and be a father. I beg you to fulfill it!" As he said that, Kawamoto kowtowed to Qin Lang with his arms on his feet.

Just be a father, I don’t want to have a son like you.” Qin Lang felt panic when he thought of Qin Lang and Yan Shuya’s future sons as he looked like.

But it’s okay to guide you with one or two sword techniques, get up.”

Thank you, Master!” Kawamoto was overjoyed.

Qin Lang didn't want Kawamoto to call him his master. After all, he was not familiar with Kawamoto, but he couldn't resist his sincerity and whispered to him.

Qin Lang simply let him call him like that.
Chapter completed!
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