Chapter 1003 Women will only affect the speed of my sword
It only took three days.
Su Mu became a fool and had a lot of money.
And he also received a lot of scattered news from all kinds of words.
These messages are combined together to be important information.
Tonight, it is the first kendo gambling battle that Su Mu participated in.
Broken fingers sent Su Mu to the door of Ueda Sword Temple with great sincerity, and Ueda took Su Mu in.
More than ten minutes later, he appeared in the waiting area outside the field.
The waiting area is not big, and there are two strong men guarding the gate at the door. You can tell at a glance that they are two masters.
After Su Mu entered, someone specialized in the room to change his clothes and give him weapons.
Unlike competitions, here is a gambling battle, which is divided into life and death and win or lose.
Generally, winning or losing betting is not very attractive to big people outside.
So what Su Mu participated in was a life-and-death battle.
Here, human life is not a problem at all, so no matter how Su Mu is outside, if he enters here, he has money and strength but no backing, so he can only gain a foothold through this method.
It’s natural to say if you win, but it doesn’t matter if you lose.
Just so I can divide up his remaining money by cutting fingers and Ueda.
When Su Mu walked into the sword arena, he immediately remembered a burst of whistles and cheers.
There is indeed a woman.
And there are quite a few.
Su Mu looked at the sword fighting arena quietly.
This is a traditional Japanese sword fighting arena, with a fine wire mesh installed around it.
There were actually five or six hundred people sitting around.
These people either wear masks or low-brimmed caps.
From the dressing, you can see that these guys are real big shots.
Among them, there are even people from clans such as Genji and Hei.
Obviously, the bets must be very large in the bets tonight.
When Su Mu met Ueda, he bought all his nearly 500,000 US dollars and won.
His odds are one to three.
Because I am a novice, the odds are low.
Ueda didn't expect that Su Mu was so confident in him.
In front of everyone, Su Mu walked into the sword fighting arena with a calm expression.
The people around him immediately looked at him with their scrutiny eyes.
"Who is this little white-faced person?"
"A new face? Good looking."
"If he wins, I'm very interested in what will happen to him tonight."
Su Mu pretended not to hear anything, and focused on following the rules of kendo and knelt on the side of the sword fighting arena.
Immediately afterwards, the swordsman on the opposite side appeared.
As soon as the opponent appeared, the temperature at the scene seemed to have suddenly dropped a few degrees.
The discussion also came to an abrupt end.
A middle-aged man with a small figure but extremely well-proportioned body, walked out silently.
On his face, from the tip of his eyebrows on his left, he kept slanting down to the corner of his mouth on his right, a slender scar was found.
Obviously, this is a sword injury.
It can be imagined that the danger was at that time.
The other party has a very well-proportioned figure, but his skin is very rough, especially his right hand, which looks like his fingers are curved.
Obviously, this is a hand that holds a sword all year round.
At this time, the discussions of people around him rang out.
Compared to when Su Mu entered the venue, his voice was no less than ten times more intense.
If you want to show off, if Su Mu recognizes second place, no one dares to say that he is first.
From beginning to end, he looked closed with his eyes and looked calm, and he didn't even move his eyelids.
The strength is not there, but the perception is still there.
The other party is very strong.
At least he is a Level 6 swordsman.
However, when encountering a contestant of level 7 or even level 8, the opponent may only need one sword to cut off the heads of those contestants.
The start of the competition is also a traditional Japanese kendo competition method.
An old guy in a kimono, chubby and chuckled like a god in the sword arena for a long time, and then rang the gong hanging on the sidelines.
clang!
Su Mu opened his eyes.
It caught my eye, and it was a pair of murderous intent and fierce eyes.
The other party did not hide his murderous intent.
Su Mu slowly stood up and grabbed the sword at his hand.
Similarly, the other party stood up and slowly twitched the sharp sword.
"What a pity this face."
The other party roared directly and slashed towards him.
Su Mu moved gently.
The sword edge slid along the tip of his nose.
With one sword, the other party reacted very quickly, and another flirted with his backhand.
Swish!
The sword edge followed the trend and tangled towards Su Mu's belly.
This sword cut would definitely be a broken ending.
But Su Mu's body was strange and he was avoided very quickly.
Killing skills and competition are completely different.
The opponent's two moves were the first to win.
But Su Mu didn't take any action.
This is very scary.
As expected, the other party made a mistake and was about to start fighting.
Su Mu suddenly grinned:
"Let's just stop here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the other party like a ghost.
The other party reacted very quickly.
The sword tip was aimed straight at Su Mu's throat.
Su Mu smiled strangely and directly bumped into it.
The sharp sword edge pierced Su Mu's throat.
But Scar Swordsman didn't have time to be ecstatic.
He felt a chill on his neck.
Then, the face in front of him suddenly blurred.
When he was sure of it, he found that his sword edge did not hit at all.
But his gaze slowly approached Su Mu without control, and then uncontrollably moved from his face to his chest and feet.
Immediately afterwards, the sight hit the ground sharply.
Then, everything fell into darkness.
A sword beheaded.
None of the people present saw clearly.
When all the dust fell to the ground, they only saw Su Mu's hands reaching the hilt of the sword, the shiny sword edge, and the blood drops in the blood trough kept falling to the ground.
Su Mu shook his hand fiercely.
brush.
The blood drops on the sword's edge suddenly disappeared.
When everyone was watching, the sword edge had already been sheathed.
Su Mu turned around and left without waiting for the person to react.
When he returned to the rest area, there was a burst of earth-shaking cheers and curses in the venue.
Ueda rushed over quickly. When he saw Su Mu again, there was a sense of enthusiasm in his eyes.
"Orange-like, I didn't expect that you are so powerful, you are worthy of being the disciple of the Sword Saint."
Su Mu tilted his head and said disdainfully:
"Can you find a few decent masters in the future? This kind of garbage is simply an insult to my skills."
Ueda's cheeks twitched.
I was originally here to see you die today.
This little white face is really good.
Fortunately, at the last moment, I removed the bet on the Dead Swordsman.
Unlike the previous timidity, Su Mu is now trembling:
"Mr. Ueda, how much did I win?"
Ueda Yidai immediately said with a smile on his face:
"One.5 million US dollars, plus the principal, you can get back two million. By the way, there is a noble lady who wants to invite you...!"
Su Mu waved his hand directly:
"No, women will only affect the speed of my sword!"
Ueda…!
This pussy is pretending to be big and round, I'll give you ninety-nine points.