Musashi Yanaki frowned slightly, then stretched his eyebrows.
"I just said, why are you so arrogant?"
"It turns out that I think I have a generation of war gods to support you, so you will be awesome!"
"But, I think that a mere new war god cannot be my opponent!"
"When I was scattering around the world, this young man was still shitting in the pit!"
Ye Hao smiled faintly, called Xie Mengyao to walk back to the pavilion, poured boiling water out of the electric pottery stove again, brewed a cup of tea and drank it, and then smiled and said, "Is that true?"
"But have you, Yagyu Musashi, never heard a word?"
"Fist is afraid of being young and strong!"
"Everyone is a generation of war gods. No matter how awesome you, Musashi, are you? How awesome can you go?"
"The next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave, and new people will emerge in the country!"
"You, Yagyu Musashi, don't admit defeat now, and you'll be afraid you won't have a chance in a while."
"Ha, innocent!"
Yagyu Musashi sneered at him, too lazy to continue talking nonsense to Ye Hao.
He moved his body and rushed directly to the direction where the pavilion was, obviously preparing to slap Ye Hao to death and teach him a lesson.
"Clang—"
Xie Shaocheng said nothing. He slapped his right hand, unsheathed the sword in his hand, and moved his body horizontally, blocking Yagyu Musashi's way with one sword.
Musashi Yanao pressed his hand on the island nation's sword and the island nation's sword was unsheathed.
The weapons of both sides directly passed through the air, and then they touched each other.
A series of sparks spread out at this moment, and unpleasant sounds spread throughout the audience.
Then he saw Xie Shaocheng falling to the ground and taking three steps back.
But Musashi Yayoi just swayed slightly and did not retreat.
"It's interesting, but not enough."
Seeing that Xie Shaocheng was indeed capable, a bloodthirsty look appeared on Musashi Yanao's face.
The reason for being able to kill a young war god in Daxia is too great!
Maybe after going back, the royal family will directly enthrone themselves as the new noble.
As soon as he thought of this, Yagyu Musashi roared excitedly and his body rushed forward again.
At the same time, the island nation's sword in his hand waved, and sword lights swept out.
"Clang clang clang—"
Xie Shaocheng looked indifferent, and the long sword in his hand swayed, just barely blocking Yagyu Musashi's offensive.
The island country's kendo emphasizes decisiveness in killing and striving to kill the opponent to the ground with one knife.
Even the Abi Turtle Sword Technique with a bit of religious mystery cannot break out of this circle.
Xie Shaocheng's sword technique combines the essence of Daxia's martial arts. Although the attack is the same, it has a bit of balance between attack and defense.
Under such circumstances, Xie Shaocheng was evenly matched from the beginning, and gradually became more defense than attack.
After all, he didn't want to fight with Yagyu Musashi, so naturally he couldn't be as crazy as Yagyu Musashi.
So with dozens of moves passing, Xie Shaocheng gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Ye Hao took a few glances and probably saw that although Xie Shaocheng is also a war god, his combat experience is not as good as Musashi Yayoi who was tempered in life and death due to his long-term pampering life and death battles.
These are not obvious in normal times, but when life and death are at stake, it may be the key to distinguishing the outcome of both sides.
While thinking, Ye Hao pinched the teacup and took a sip, and his mouth was full of saliva.
This scene made Nangong Yun sneer at Ye Hao, and he couldn't even tell which side was at a disadvantage?