This is the lost ancient martial arts of China. When faced with the new talents of Chinese martial arts, I ask you nakedly: Do you also want to learn?
It's like someone took something from your house and asked you in front of you, do you still want to go back?
However, Lu Fan also felt helpless. After all, this was something that the Chinese people had thrown away, and it was picked up by the Japanese people. Now he is watching the Chinese martial arts decline, and he is doing it himself. He cannot blame others.
"There is no need to learn. I want to compare notes with you to see whether the lost ancient martial arts is stronger, or the martial arts learned by us latecomers, which is better."
From the moment Lu Fan entered the room, he could feel the provocation of Miyamoto's man.
If he doesn't fulfill his wish today, I'm afraid he won't be able to do anything.
Moreover, he also has his own ideas.
"Mr. Lu..."
Qianyu Yuqian wanted to stop it.
"Okay, I accept your challenge."
Miyamoto man smiled coldly: "In our Japanese Empire, we will always treat opponents who dare to truly challenge the strong."
"And I won't bully the small."
"I will not bully you personally until you fully recover."
"This is an insult to my Japanese Empire swordsmanship."
He looked at Lu Fan with provocative eyes: "I will let several of my apprentices fight with you. They will not use your Chinese energy and internal strength, but will only compete with simple martial arts moves and basic skills. If you can win
These three disciples of mine, how about I agree to your request to try the medicine?"
really.
Lu Fan glanced at Qianyu Yuqian and saw that this man was really trying to stop her from trying the medicine.
"Mr. Miyamoto is the current number one swordsman of our Kyoba-ryu. Even me, the sect leader, wants to listen to what he says. Originally, I wanted to persuade him not to have a dispute with you, but I didn't expect that Lu
Sir, you..."
Qianyu Yuqian's voice was full of apologies, and she also blamed Lu Fan for why he took the initiative to ask for a sparring match when he knew that the other party was not a good person.