He didn't raise his head, and didn't seem to care at all that the sharp knife above his head falling at this momentum could easily penetrate the pure wooden floor that he cherished and maintained very much.

At this moment, Principal Kyogoku Kawamizu's eyes were fixed firmly on the tall and unusually tall middle-aged man Momomiya Izaya in front of him, wearing a hakama hakama with the traditional pattern of Wano.

The leader of this Kyoto Brothers Academy Exchange Meeting.

Of course, if you look more carefully, you will find that Principal Kyogoku Kawamizu is looking in that direction.

But there was no one in his suddenly shrunken pupils.

There is only one knife.

The knife in Momomiya Izaya's hand.

One of the twelve skills of Kyoto's supreme sharp sword.

The Lion King!

This famous sword was made by a famous craftsman in Kyoto by refining meteorite iron. It has a thin blade, a protruding waist, a tip shaped like a "fuxin", and a pattern of "a lion roaring under the moon" printed on the underside of the sword.

Of course, the biggest feature of this famous sword is its black-lacquered scroll style. The handle, sheath, and metal components are all coated with "black lacquer"!

That kind of "black" is not ordinary black, but rather like a devil's blade pulled out from hell. You can even vaguely see that it is constantly suffusing the surrounding air with a strange black energy.

The next moment, the [Seysue Amae] that had just been chopped off from the principal Kyogoku River's sailor fell down and crossed their eyes.

The sheathed [Lion King] in Momomiya Izaya's hand seemed to be moving very slowly but was actually very fast. The scabbard gently touched the tip of the fallen sword.

There was another clanging buzz!

The [May Rain River] in the air instantly stopped its falling momentum, rushed towards the weapon rack on one side, and fell into its original scabbard with a clatter.

Principal Kyogoku Kawamizu's eyes were still fixed on the strange [Lion King] in Momotiya Izaya's hand. In the end, only a hint of helpless confusion flashed between his frowning eyebrows.

He smiled bitterly and slowly withdrew his gaze, returning to Momomiya Izaya.

Bang bang bang—!

The silver-haired old man applauded gently,

He smiled and praised:

"It is said that there are three great dojos in Kyoto for thousands of years! 'Saito of Power', 'Chiba of Position', and 'Momonomiya of Technique'. The superb [Sword Controlling Technique] of the Momonomiya Dojo is truly well-deserved."

Taogong Linye, who had a mustache at the corner of his mouth and a somewhat cold face, bent down slightly and said softly, "Chengrang, you also observed and studied in my father's dojo back then. I was still young at that time. With your talent,

If you are obsessed with swordsmanship, your achievements will be far beyond what I can catch up with."

Kyogoku Chuansui smiled and shook his head:

"When I was young, I had an unstable temperament. I became complacent after just trying the art of swordsmanship, thinking that it was nothing more than that. It wasn't until I got older that I realized that I was sitting in a well and looking at the sky."

"You don't need to comfort me. Your talent is still above that of your father, the Master of Peach Palace. My half-skilled skills can't catch up with you even if I am thirty years younger."

Having said this, Kyogoku Kawamizu's face showed a smile like an old child again, "But I am not as good as you, but I teach and educate people now, and among my students, there is someone who is as talented as you."

There was no expression on Momomiya Izaya's face. He paused and asked, "Is he the young dual-talented person who was newly admitted to Takehara Minami Academy some time ago?"

Kyogoku Kawamizu shook his head, "That child has gone through a lot of ups and downs, but she is indeed a diamond in the rough. It's just that she hasn't found any talent in swordsmanship so far."

Momomiya Izaya pondered for a moment, and a rumor that was unknown to be true or false within Takehara Minami Academy in New Tokyo many years ago suddenly came to mind.

It was said that in that year, a graduate with a rare talent in kendo went to the East China Sea to become a pirate. As a senior executive of Kyoto Brothers Academy, he obviously knew more about this and knew the inside story behind this rumor.

"Is it him?" Momomiya Linya said.

"That's right."

Principal Kyogoku Kawamizu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "The child from the Sakamoto family has the rarest talent I have ever seen in my life, but it's a pity that he is burdened by the mission of the family that has been wandering at sea for thousands of years. Such nihilistic things as mission and hatred,

It has always been a shackle for young people with bright futures.”

At this point, he suddenly stopped talking and silently stared at the cold and majestic face of Momotiya Izaya in front of him. It seemed that he could still vaguely see the figure of the taciturn young man in the corner when he visited Momotiya Dojo.

Time and hatred really change people a lot.

"I heard that at this year's exchange meeting, it was you who took the initiative to take over the job of leading the team teacher from others. It seems that you already know who the person from the Adjudication Department is this time."

Kyogoku Kawamizu had been looking at Momomiya Izaya when he spoke, and suddenly asked, "Are you still insisting on doing something? You know. It is very dangerous! One mistake will lead to catastrophe!"

Taogong Lin was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked directly into the old man's eyes and said, "For more than ten years, I have asked myself a question every day after waking up, before eating, and before going to bed."

"Are you capable of avenging your father today?"

He paused and continued talking to himself, "Over the years, the answer to this question in my mind has been constantly changing. The initial answer was no hope, then I saw a glimmer of light, and then it was uncertain."

"But not until I go to bed the night before departure from Kyoto."

Momo Gong Lin also held the [Lion King] in his hand tightly and said word by word without hesitating his eyes:

"My answer is, I can."

Principal Kyogoku Kawamizu frowned, took a deep breath and said, "But you have to know that that man has now climbed to the position of the seventh adjudicator, mastering the power of rules of the eighth-level swordsman, and his strength is profound.

It’s unpredictable, you should know how disappointing the gap between the seventh level peak and the eighth level is.”

"I understand everything you said."

Momomiya Izaya lowered his gaze slightly, "But in the deep waters of Shangjing, I have no chance at all. He can take the initiative to come to Wano this time. You should know that after waiting for so many years, this may be the first time in my life."

The only chance. And"

Having said this, he suddenly slowly raised the [Lion King] in his hand, and gently pressed his thumb against the tangent to push the black blade out of the scabbard inch by inch, revealing inch by inch the clear light of the sword.

"and,

I'm not alone either."

The voice fell.

The rolling black air spread out like a tidal wave.

The air seemed to be peeled off and distorted inch by inch at this moment, and the black lacquered sword was like a demon trying to escape from the prison, howling with great anger at the gatekeeper!

It's just like.

The whole sword suddenly "came alive".

Kyogoku River's pupils suddenly trembled!
Chapter completed!