As the two met, the people from the Natural Mind Test and Safety Hall also noticed that someone had come.
Everyone's eyes were turned to the door of Rensheng Temple, and the young man standing upright like a strong pine tree.
"Hey! Isn't this Zuo Village?" Shimazaki Yu came up with some surprise.
"Ahhhh, I really didn't expect to meet here." Inoue Genzaburo looked very happy. He had the longest time to meet Zuocun among the crowd. Before, Zuocun was spending the New Year's Day at the Trial Guardian Pavilion, Inoue went home and did not see Zuocun.
Okata looked at Zuo Village standing at the door in a daze, not knowing what to do for a moment.
She felt her shoulders being pushed, turned her head to look, but found that it was earth.
"What are you waiting for? Go quickly." Tufang Suisan smiled.
Okata nodded and ran over quickly.
"Mr. Zuomura!"
Zuomura looked at Miss Okita standing in front of her and was a little confused.
He took two steps back and looked at the plaque of Rensheng Temple.
That's right, this is Rensheng Village, not the natural psychological test clinic in Edo.
Tickling his head, Zuomura looked at Miss Okina who was smiling and looking at her.
"Miss Okina, long time no see." After hesitating for a moment, Zuocun tried to touch Miss Okina's head and said this.
Okita didn't hide this time, just smiled.
Shimazaki and Tuoba gave Zuocun a bear hug, and Inoue also fisted Zuocun.
Shannan Keisuke, who was at a loss, looked at the two knives on Zuocun's waist.
He narrowed his eyes.
The scabbard is half black and half white, like a crane's wings; the scabbard is green and dripping, like tender bamboo.
Could it be...
Zuocun also noticed that Shannan Keisuke was always looking at him.
He looked at Tufang Sui San, meaning, who is this?
Tu Fangsui San shook his head, meaning that I don’t know him either.
Zuocun walked into Shannan Jingsu: "Hello, I, Zuocun Annuo, also want to stay here for a few days. Please give me some advice."
"Ah, that, I am Yamakoto Keisuke. Please give me some advice..." Yamakoto Keisuke shook hands with Zuocun. Both of them felt that the calluses on the other's palms were quite thick.
"I have something that I'm quite curious about, Mr. Zuocun." Yamanan Keisuke helped his glasses, looked at the knife on Zuocun's waist, and asked, "That, this knife..."
"Hmm? My knife?" Zuomura put his hand on Tsuru's knife hilt, wondering about Yamanan Keisuke's question.
And Tuyasui San, who was standing aside, saw something: "Zuocun, what Mr. Shannan wants to ask is whether you are a 'Feedling Sword' or something like that."
Zuocun blinked and looked at Yamanan Keisuke.
Yamanan Keisuke smiled gently, nodded, a little nervous.
"Although I don't like the title of "Feedling Demon Sword" very much... But if I retreated to the ghost, it was me." Zuocun sighed slightly.
What is the name of Yuguizhan? Now many warriors will ask him this question. In the past two days, Zuocun may be a little nervous, and he didn't even hear what the question Yamanan Keisuke wanted to ask for.
"It's really you!" Yamanan Keisuke looked a little excited.
Zuocun smiled and pulled out the crane from the scabbard: "If you want to compete, you can."
"Hundred birds flow, Zuocun Annuo."
Yamanan Keisuke: "Ah?"
"Don't you attack first?" Zuocun stood there with a knife, with a faint smile on his face.
Many samurai will immediately make a request for the competition when they see and recognize Zuocun, wanting to try Zuocun's swordsmanship.
Zuocun obviously recognized Yamanan Keisuke as such a person.
Shannan Keisuke looked to the side in panic and found that everyone had moved away, leaving a venue for him and Zuocun. The beautiful girl kept watching Yuguizhan.
"How did this become like this..." Shannan Jingsuke was about to cry without tears.
However, he must draw his sword, and it will be a shame for him to face a strong enemy but cannot draw his sword.
Holding the hilt of the knife, Yamanan Keisuke took a deep breath and looked at Zuocun.
"There is a sword in Beichen, Shannan is very helpful."
What Yamanan Keisuke practiced was the same school as Sakamoto Ryuma, and his master was also the same person - the leader of the Beichen Yidao Liu Sect, Chiba Shusaku.
He wanted to find Zuocun's flaws.
However, cold sweat had already flowed from his forehead to the ground, and Yamanan Keisuke still couldn't find Zuocun's flaws.
So strong, it is worthy of being the Feather Ghost Sword. It is obviously standing, but it is like a sharp blade...
Shannan Keisuke understood that he had to bite the bullet.
With both feet exerted force, Shannan rushed forward.
Zuocun's eyes shrank slightly, alerting to Yamanan Keisuke's attack.
Although it looks like a soft-legged shrimp, it seems to be a bit powerful!
Zuocun felt a little surprised.
Yamanan Keisuke was also a little angry when he looked at Zuocun where the empty door was wide open.
Even if you are a feather ghost slash, you can't underestimate others.
Zheng--
Unshewn the knife.
Shannan Keisuke is just a generous and gentle person, and is a little afraid of things.
However, it is definitely not weak.
The knife was like thunder, and in just a moment, the knife appeared in front of Zuocun's face.
The mystery of Beichen's One Sword Flow-
Residence and get off!
Yamanan Keisuke did not dare to be careless when facing Zuocun. As soon as he came up, he chose to use his full strength.
"Oh! He looks weak and not very strong, but his strength is unexpectedly good!" Shimazaki Yuuchi praised.
They knew Zuocun's strength very well, and Yamanan Keisuke was what surprised them.
"Don't worry, his level is similar to ours. He can't beat Zuocun, and even Kotota can't win." Tuya Sui San suddenly said.
"Oh? Mr. Tukata, what do you mean? Do you mean that I am not as good as Zuocun?" Miss Okita was unwilling to do so in an instant.
Table Tennis—
The competition on the field continues.
Blocked?
Shannan Keisuke's killing knife was blocked directly by Zuocun.
It was obviously about to cut his face...how to block it?
Yamanan Keisuke thought while exerting force.
Zuocun retreated half of his body, and his strength was much greater than that of Shannan Jingzhu.
With a slant, Yamanan Keisuke couldn't help but stabbed forward, but was avoided by Zuocun.
He jumped up gently, Zuocun pointed his knife at the back of Yamanan Keisuke's head.
"You lost, Shannanjun." Zuocun did not kill. He rarely killed him, although he failed to keep his hands twice.
But this is the case among samurai. As long as the competition begins, you must be prepared to be hacked to death.
"Ahh, I lost, the Feather Ghost Slash... is well-deserved." Yamanan Keisuke shook a little, put the knife in the sheath, turned around and bowed to Zuocun, "Thank you Zuocunjun... for showing mercy."
"I don't show mercy, Shannanjun." Zuocun smiled, "Among the samurai who fought with me, your strength is already high, so don't belittle yourself."
Chapter completed!