The Tiancongyun Sword, also known as the Kusanagi Sword, is a relatively famous magic sword in the East. It is known for its sharpness and can easily cut steel plates a few centimeters thick.

Even Tang Long didn't expect that Miyamoto Kan would have the Tiancongyun Sword in his hand.

There are many kendo schools in the East, such as Beichen Yidao Liu, Qianye Yidao Liu, etc. Most of these kendo schools have unique skills.

Take the Miyamoto family's second sword stream as an example. When they fight, they like to use two swords, one long and one short, one responsible for attack, and the other responsible for defense, both offense and defense, which is a relatively powerful swordsmanship.

Compared with Qianye Yishao Flow, although its aggressiveness is a bit worse, its defensiveness is much stronger than Qianye Yishao Flow.

The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow was the day when the Dongyang Erdao Liu Martial Arts Hall was opened. For this reason, Miyamoto Zangjian invited many martial arts hall owners, most of whom distributed challenge books to them and made a bet. If any martial arts hall lost, they had to leave the East China Sea or incorporated into the Erdao Liu Martial Arts Hall.

I have to say that this Miyamoto Kan Sword is quite insidious.

As a martial arts center in the East China Sea, how can we retreat from fear?

Therefore, most of the owners agreed to the challenge of Miyamoto's Sword.

Donghai, Erdao Liu Martial Arts Hall.

The decoration of the martial arts hall is in the Oriental style, with all the wooden floors filled with the Oriental atmosphere everywhere.

Most of the disciples who followed Miyamoto Sword were practicing sword skills.

Miyamoto Sword, on the other hand, patrolled back and forth, and occasionally guided the sword skills of his disciples.

"River master, are we a little arrogant?" As the deputy stream master of Oroyo II Dao, Ishidakawa is a little worried about the acquired battle.

In order to expand the momentum, Miyamoto Kan Samiya invited almost all the owners of the martial arts halls and made a bet with them.

The content of the bet is nothing, it is nothing more than whoever loses, whoever loses will withdraw from the East China Sea.

How could Ishidakawa not be worried? If Miyamoto Kan loses, wouldn’t it be a day to open the store or close it?!

If this is true, then what else do they have to face to go back to the East?

Miyamoto Zangjian held his hands behind his back and said disdainfully: "Hmph, what's there to worry about? Among all the owners, only the owner of the Masatoku Pavilion, Dong Xian, is qualified to play two tricks with me. As for the others, they are just cannon fodder."

"River Master, of course I know that these people are not your opponents, but don't forget that there is also Tang Long." Ishidakawa lowered his voice and said nervously.

"Tang Long?!"

Miyamoto Zang Jian recited silently and said in a deep voice: "Ishida Jun, how many moves can you take Tang Long?"

How many more tricks?

Ishidakawa almost cried, "River Master, you respect me too much. You can kill me in seconds, that's a kill I'm going to kill me in seconds. I guess I can't even stop a move."

Of course, Ishidakawa is also a famous kendo master in the East, so he still wants to be forced to face.

"About ten moves!"

Ishidakawa's old face turned red and he said with a little guilty conscience.

Miyamoto's Miyamoto's mouth twitched a few times and exclaimed: "Ishida Jun, is Tang Long really that powerful?"

"Only strong but not weak!"

Ishidagawa sighed helplessly.

Miyamoto Kan touched his chin and thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Ishidajun, please go with me to Tang Long's villa."

"What does the stream master mean?"

Ishidagawa couldn't understand.

Miyamoto Sami Sword said in a bad Chinese language: "There is a saying in China that you know yourself and your enemy, and you will be in danger in a hundred battles!"

At this time, Tang Long was teaching Ye Wenrou to practice martial arts in the yard.

Originally, Tang Long wanted to touch Ye Wenrou's bones, but he was destroyed by Xia Bingyao.

With Xia Bingyao here, let alone touching Ye Wenrou's bones, she can't even touch her hair.

The bright moonlight spread on Ye Wenrou's body, and you can vaguely see some pictures that are not suitable for children, especially when Ye Wenrou bows.

However, with Xia Bingyao watching, Tang Long dared not be too presumptuous.

Huh.

Suddenly, Tangtang crawled onto the ground and panted, saying, "No, I'm so tired."

"Tangtang, stop stance, isn't it good to be a lady?"

Seeing Tangtang being exhausted and panting, Xia Bingyao hurriedly picked Tangtang up.

Tangtang's face turned red and she curled her lips and said, "What's the point of being a lady? I still like to be a chivalrous girl."

Tang Long smiled stinkyly and said, "Haha, it seems that this girl is with me and is tenacious. Well, this is my Tang Long's daughter."

Looking at Tang Long's stinky fart, Xia Bingyao couldn't help but murmur, "I have something to do with you, Tangtang is adopted by me, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tangtang climbed onto the chair, sucked the juice with a straw and said, "I won't practice anymore, wait until I'm free."

Forehead?

Tang Long and Xia Bingyao looked at each other, all of whom were speechless. Where is the hero who had agreed to be?

When you are free, please, when have you been busy? Which day did you eat, sleep, and eat?!

At this time, Ye Wenrou was practicing iron sand palms. Her hands kept inserting the mung beans in the pot, and her speed was getting faster and faster.

At the beginning, it was nothing, but slowly, Ye Wenrou could not hold on anymore. The skin on the back of her hands was almost rubbed off, and blood was oozing out of her fingertips.

"Gentle Rou, stop practicing. If you continue practicing like this, your hands will be useless." Seeing that Ye Wenrou's fingertips were covered in blood, Xia Bingyao couldn't help but say with concern.

Ye Wenrou gritted her teeth and insisted: "Practice for another ten minutes!"

"Gentle, why bother? You are just a girl." Xia Bingyao said with a wry smile.

Ye Wenrou gritted her teeth and said, "I, Ye Wenrou, can do what a man can do!"

After about ten minutes, Ye Wenrou slowly pulled out her hands.

At this time, Ye Wenrou's hands were dyed red with blood, which made Xia Bingyao tremble all over.

When she thought of the pain of her best friend, Xia Bingyao couldn't help but glar at Tang Long and said complainingly: "Tang Long, you can't teach girls some martial arts."

"Old...mother, boss, you are so light. How could I, a big man, practice flirting and embroidering skills?" Tang Long walked to the stolen point of his mouth with a cigarette in his mouth.

Return to your wife?!

This bastard almost said he was showing his mouth, but fortunately Ye Wenrou was busy bandaging her hands, so she didn't notice it.

"Beauty Ye, this is the golden sore cream I carefully prepared for you." Tang Long took out a bottle and threw it over.

Xia Bingyao said with a suspicion: "Tang Long, does this work?"

Tang Long said lightly: "That's nothing nonsense. This was prepared by your old man himself. It would be better tomorrow."

Return it to the old man who prepared it himself?!

Xia Bingyao's face turned red and she stamped her feet in anger, saying, "The dog can't spit out ivory."

After taking the ointment, Ye Wenru said in a deep voice: "Tang Long, can you demonstrate the iron sand palm?"

"Haha, of course there is no problem."

As he said that, Tang Long stirred a few times in the pot containing mung beans, and then slapped it with a sharp palm.

Crack.

A terrifying palm force gushed out, directly penetrating the mung beans and reaching the bottom of the pot.

However, the mung beans on the surface have not changed at all.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of shit is that it's just like that!"

At this moment, a joking sound came from the direction of the villa garden, and then two figures, one high and one low, walked forward.
Chapter completed!