Tokiji Ichiro suddenly knelt down in front of Yun Yi, which stunned Yun Yi.
Apprenticeship?
Yun Yi impressed his opponent with his own strength, and then it was not the first time that his opponent pestered him to become a disciple. Especially for those who were obsessed with martial arts, it was normal for him to become a disciple at this time.
"Does he want to become my disciple?" Yun Yi asked.
"no."
Shen Qingxue curled her lips and said: "He just expressed his admiration for your swordsmanship, and also said that he is not good at studying. When he can improve his swordsmanship, he will definitely challenge you again. Is there anything you want to say to him? "
"This is it!"
Yun Yi thought for a moment and said, "Tell him to wait until he can survive until the next time he improves his swordsmanship."
Shen Qingxue couldn't laugh or cry.
In fact, Tokiji Ichiro is indeed quite old. Even though he looked a bit older and stronger when he was using the sword just now, he is really old overall.
The older people get, the more they lose the spirituality of youth. In Tokiji Ichiro's current situation, it may be impossible to wait for his cultivation to improve and make a breakthrough.
But if you say this, Tokiji Ichiro might be angry to death on the spot.
So Shen Qingxue said to Ichiro Tokiji: "Senior Tokiji, he said he is waiting for your challenge."
"Okay, then I will go back and continue practicing swordsmanship now."
After Tokiji Ichiro finished speaking, he turned and left.
"He just left like this?"
Yun Yi asked in astonishment: "Isn't he angry?"
"not angry."
"this......"
Yun Yi thought about it and naturally knew that Shen Qingxue did not translate it to Tokiji Ichiro according to his own words, but Yun Yi did not say anything more. After all, it was a trivial matter and there was no need to hold on to it.
Then, Yun Yi looked around and said, "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me? If not, I will continue to drink."
Everyone was silent.
Among those present, Ichiro Tokiji was already the most famous martial artist. Now even Ichiro Tokiji has been defeated. The only person who still has hope is Miyamoto Michizou.
But if Miyamoto Michizang used the drinking order, he probably wouldn't take action, right?
Yun Yi returned to the opposite side of Miyamoto Michizang and said with a smile: "Mr. Miyamoto, shall we continue drinking?"
"No."
"Why?"
Miyamoto Michizang said helplessly: "I originally wanted to decide the outcome with you, but now I feel it is meaningless, because even if we drink until the drinking order expires, we will not be able to decide the outcome."
"How long does the drinking order last?"
Miyamoto Michizou looked at the time and said, "It probably still has ten minutes to take effect."
"That's true."
Yun Yi smiled and said: "If there are only ten minutes, it is indeed not enough for us to decide the winner. So now we are considered a draw?"
"Then it's a draw."
Miyamoto Michizang laughed heartily and said: "Boy, I have never convinced anyone in my life, but I am convinced by you, especially if you can drink to a draw with me under the influence of the swallowing order, this has never been done before. What happened.”
"After all, using the drinking order to drink with me has only one result, and that is for the other person to fall down."
As he spoke, Miyamoto Michizang looked Yun Yi up and down and said: "For a moment, I actually doubted that the Drinking Order did not work on you. After all, you killed so many famous people in our island country with just a sword. The warriors were all defeated."
"Do you still have any doubts?"
"No."
Miyamoto Michizou shook his head and said: "The people around me didn't feel any flow of breath on your body, so I can be sure that the swallowing order must have an effect on you."