All this happened too quickly, Matsuo, Takahashi and others were still tilting their necks and tiptoes to appreciate Yamada's exquisite knife skills.

Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly turned sharply without any warning, and there was no transition in the middle. Yamada, a samurai who was famous in the Anti-Suku Sect, was directly cut off his left hand.

The blood spurted out from the fracture splattered on Zhang Heng's piece of Yuori that had not been washed for a long time, making his already extremely tall figure look even more terrifying.

Matsuo and Takahashi were so shocked that they took two steps back in a row, and stopped until their backs pressed against the wooden railing. However, the two pairs of small eyes couldn't help but turn around, and they were obviously ready to leave.

On the other side, Takeuchi's pupils also contracted suddenly.

Even Yamada, who had lost his left hand, probably didn't understand what happened at that moment. From the astonished expression on his face, he could not understand why he had already gained the upper hand and was defeated so simply.

Only Takeuchi, who is a bystander and a master of swordsmanship, could barely follow Zhang Heng's last sword.

It is precisely because of this that he can more deeply understand the power of this sword.

Zhang Heng grabbed the slight pause between Yamada's first move and the second move, bullied himself to the other party's chest, and at the same time, he quickly shook his wrist, making the tip of the knife draw an arc, avoiding the Taidao in Yamada's hand. Because Yamada was swinging the knife at the time, from Takeuchi's perspective, it was like Yamada deliberately put his wrist towards the other party's blade.

Takeuchi took a breath of air conditioning, a quick knife, a terrible plan, why did everyone he met today seem to be more sinister than himself?

It was not until the cut-off hand fell to the ground that Yamada realized something. The severe pain from his left wrist made his forehead covered with sweat. However, his pride as a samurai made him cry. He knelt on the ground with his neck in his arms, his chest undulating violently, and his face was pale.

At this moment, the small hill temple became unprecedentedly quiet, and even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Akane Xiaoshan opened her mouth wide and stood there blankly, feeling that her head was a little too small.

She was still worried about Ronin not long ago, but the next moment, Zhang Heng had already defeated the powerful enemy in front of him. As the person who fought with Yamada twice, Akane Koyama was probably the one with the most say in Yamada's true strength. Although this samurai of the Changshu clan may not be as good as her father, the difference is not too far.

Such skills can be called a master in any force, so she was not unfair to defeat the previous battle.

However, such a master has never even been able to hold on to the hands of this ronin.

Akane Koyama almost turned this sharp turn.

Is this guy in front of me who was once despised by her mercilessly and thought he was bragging... he actually...is he really a peerless master?

After three moves, Zhang Heng no longer went to see Yamada and then put his knife into the sheath.

Then he said to Akane, who was dull, "Sorry."

"Hmm? What, what are you sorry?" Akane Xiaoshan asked silly.

"Sorry for dirtying the floor of your dojo." Zhang Heng pointed to the blood on the ground and said, as he said his eyes, sweeping over Matsuo intentionally or unintentionally, Takahashi and others. Both of them who were seen by him wanted to turn into an earthworm on the spot and drill into the ground.

The other samurai warrior standing with Takeuchi was not so unbearable, but his expression was also shocked.

Zhang Heng's eyes finally stopped on Takeuchi. He could see that the guy in front of him was probably the leader of the group. The latter seemed to have encountered some problem at this moment, and was standing there holding his arms and thinking hard.

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you say? Do you want to hit again?"

"I found... I don't seem to be your opponent." Takeuchi looked very distressed, "but the idiot used to keep insulting the samurai warriors in the Changshu family. It seems that it's not good if he just left like that."

Hearing that what he said, Matsuo and Takahashi couldn't help but feel even colder. The belief that they are still supporting them here is that Takeuchi is better than Yamada. Although Takeuchi is not as terrifying as Zhang Heng, he has easily defeated Yamada before. Perhaps, maybe, there may be another battle?

However, now Takeuchi personally admits that he is not as good as Zhang Heng, which also breaks the only slightest fantasy in their hearts.

"Oh, are there any other masters in your Changzhou vassal?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Of course, although Yamada is famous, she is not as strong as me in terms of strength," Takeuchi said with his fingers, "Although I am not bad, there are many people who are better than me."

"Are those guys in Kyoto now?" Zhang Heng seemed to be interested when he heard this.

"Well... although most people are still in the Changshu vassal state, in this chaotic era, all the heroes of the world gather in Kyoto. A real man should have achieved great achievements. There are indeed many people in Kyoto or on the way to Kyoto." Takeuchi nodded.

"That happens. When you go back and tell those guys, if you want to avenge this guy, come to Xiaoshan Temple to find me. I'll wait for them here." Zhang Heng said.

"Happy!" Takeuchi slapped his thigh and said, "I read it right. You are indeed a real hero! Since that's the case, we will see you another day."

After saying that, he gave Matsuo and Takahashi a look and asked them to leave with the wounded Yamada.

After leaving the dojo, Takeuchi asked Matsuo and Takahashi to take Yamada to the clinic for medical treatment, while he and another person hurried to find the head of the Changshu clan in Kyoto.

Yamada and his group came and were in awe, but they were in disgrace when they left.

After the group of people left the Xiaoshan Temple, Akane finally realized something was wrong and said, "Hey, why did you just report the name of my temple? Do you think I have not declined fast enough?"

Zhang Heng spread his hands, "There is no way. If you let me live here, you don't have to worry. Since I have taken care of this matter, of course I will take care of it to the end. No matter who the guy comes later, I will continue, and you don't have to be so pessimistic. Your temple has fallen into this place, and it is impossible for you to become even more down and out. Maybe you can become famous for it."

It doesn’t matter to Zhang Heng himself. He is here to challenge the world’s masters and find the whereabouts of famous swords. It’s just a good thing to hang a sign in a small mountain temple.

"………But you are not from Koyama Dojo at all." Akane Koyama looked helpless, "One code is one code, I am very grateful to you for saving me this time. I will find a way to repay you. Well, I would rather exempt you from the rent for the rest of the year... But although Koyama Akihiro is just a small school and is not very prominent in Kyoto, I will not use the hands of outsiders to boost the reputation of the Dojo. Maybe it is stupid in the eyes of outsiders, but this is my persistence. I won't pursue the fact that you pretended to be a guest in the Dojo. Moreover, your own school is so powerful, your master must be a big shot. Will he watch you have the names of other schools?"

"She? You probably have no objection." Zhang Heng thought about it carefully. His sword skills were originally trained in the Heifan's copy. If you really want to say that Master or something, Annie can barely count as half of it. After all, Zhang Heng had learned from Annie for a while in the early stage, and the two of them practiced each other frequently. However, I think the red-haired pirate doesn't care about any distinction. In her eyes, the sword skills that can cut people are good sword skills.

"If you really care about this kind of thing, then I might as well join your genre." Zhang Heng proposed a solution.
Chapter completed!