Duanwu didn't know the identity of the other party, but he thought the other party was very interesting. Because assassins would choose to carry out assassinations in secret, but this person in front of him was obviously not the case.
Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the other party is bringing a gift for himself. After all, he is still holding a baggage in his hand.
Duanwu smiled and said: "What do you call me sir? What do you want from me?"
"Are you the Dragon Boat Festival?"
The other party's words were very stiff, as if he was speaking out word by word.
Duan Wu instantly understood that the other person was not Chinese. But because the brim of the other person's hat was pressed very low, it would be difficult to guess the other person's identity without speaking.
Duanwu signaled: "Sir, you are here in an upright manner, why do you wear your hat so low?"
After hearing this, the man in black slowly took off his hat, and at this time, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and small eyes came into Duanwu's eyes.
Of course, Duanwu didn't know the other person, but this kind of appearance was very characteristic of Japanese and Chao Xian people. In other words, the other party should be Japanese or Chao Xian people.
Thinking of this, Duanwu sighed and said: "I can understand Sir's mood, but this is a war. You Japanese came to China to kill people, and you were killed by me, and you still want to take revenge. It doesn't make sense. So, old sir,
You'd better go back. Since you have nothing to do with the military, don't get involved in this war."
Duanwu took a step back and slashed out with the sword in his right hand from top to bottom, trying to block the opponent's attack. Because Qianba Senshou's sword was firstly fast and secondly, it seemed to be very powerful.
This knife was like a semi-circular crescent moon. The light of the knife arrived in front of Duanwu in just a flash, and the speed was so fast that Duanwu was stunned.
The other party suddenly roared, which made Duan Wu have to think about it. Did he really kill the wrong person?
But no, the Japanese he killed were either soldiers or spies. He never killed ordinary people.
Qianba Qianju said: "You are right, but you can obviously not kill him, why do you have to kill him? He is just a martial arts idiot and never gets involved in any political or military matters?"
With a flick of his left hand, he flicked his sleeve, and with a shudder, the scabbard of the sword flew out more than ten meters away, and was inserted into the window of a shop along the street.
Of course, it wasn't that Duan Wu was frightened by the opponent's fancy moves, but the smooth movements of Chiba Senju just now made Duan Wu feel that the opponent should also be a master of swordsmanship.
"Do you remember this knife? This is Ying Yi's knife. Today I will use this knife to remove your head."
Qianye Qianshou roared and slashed at Duanwu from bottom to top.
At the same time, Duanwu slowly drew the knife, his expression gradually becoming serious.
Duanwu said: "He represents your military, and I killed him on the ring. And I believe that when he comes to China and stands on the ring, he should have such an awareness, right?
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So Duanwu nodded and said: "Yes, I killed Chiba Sakuraichi."
Moreover, he had heard before that Chiba Sakuraichi's father seemed to be the leader of the Itto style. As a leader of a kendo sect, he was naturally not an ordinary person.
Qianba Qianju looked ruthless: "Sure enough, what they said is right. You hate the Japanese from the bottom of your heart. That's why you didn't stop there and brutally killed my son. So it's useless to say more. This time I
I just came to take your life."
Duanwu said in Japanese: "Sir, it's very interesting. I have never seen a Japanese like you dare to stop me in the street."
He used a drag knife, and the tip of the knife dragged on the ground, making a squeaking sound with the ground and flashing bright sparks.
After hearing this, the other party also softened his tone a lot, sighed and said: "I am Chiba Senju, and my son is called Chiba Sakuraichi."
What's more, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, so how can the Dragon Boat Festival underestimate the opponent?
Duanwu also drew his sword, but at this moment, Qianye Qianju had already rushed over.
After Qianye Qianshou said that, he showed the black package in his hand.
At this moment, Duanwu was shocked again. Just now, he clearly saw Qianba Qianju slashing at him with the blade, but he didn't expect that when he slashed with the blade, it would be the back of the opponent's blade.
Thinking of this, Duanwu asked: "What do you call me sir? What is your son's name? Because as a soldier, I kill all soldiers and never kill civilians."
Duanwu was speechless and thought to himself: "Who is your son? I have killed a lot of little devils. If all the fathers come to me for revenge, won't I be busy to death?"
Clang!
There was a sound of metal and iron clashing, and Dragon Boat Festival's sword slashed on the back of the opponent's sword.
However, this was not what surprised Duanwu the most. What surprised him was that Qianba Qianju was indeed harder to deal with than he thought, and he was a true master of swordsmanship.
The sword was constantly rotating in the air as the cloth unfolded, as if it was suspended in mid-air.
"I see."
And this was also the reason why Duanwu had to stride back, because once the opponent's knife suddenly extended, at least he had a chance to respond.
Qianye Qianju said coldly: "He just came to China to compete, you shouldn't kill him."
The other party said: "I have nothing to do with the military. I only came here for one thing, to take your head back to pay homage to my son."
Duanwu sneered and said: "If this is your reason, then I have a hundred reasons not to kill him. Your Japanese military set up this arena in Shanghai just to kill me. Is it true that you Japanese people just want to kill him?"
You can only kill others, but others can't kill you? I advise you, sir, to go back. China is not the place you should come to."
However, this is not what Duanwu is afraid of, because the opponent's knife seems to be able to extend around his own knife at any time and cut into his lower abdomen.
Danwu remembered it at this time, because the name Chiba Sakuraichi was still fresh in his memory. He still remembered that during the competition in Shanghai, his opponent was named Chiba Sakuraichi, and it was said that he was one of the three masters of Japan's new generation.
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Perhaps before Dragon Boat Festival, I had thought that Chiba Senju's kendo level should be very high, but I never thought that the opponent's kendo level would reach such a high level.
"My son is not a soldier!"
The black cloth unfolded in mid-air, and a sword as white as jade came into Duanwu's eyes at this moment.
But the Dragon Boat Festival has nothing to do with the Chao people. Only the Japanese can make sense. However, Dragon Boat Festival has never seen such a Japanese spy or killer.
Chiba Senshou stretched out his hand to grab the sword, just like reaching into a bag to retrieve something. He grabbed the rotating sword with just a casual grab, and pulled out the samurai sword with a cry.
But why does Danwu think so? Because as a swordsman, he will cherish the sword in his hand very much.
Of course, Dragon Boat Festival is an exception, not to mention that he is not a master of swordsmanship. He only learns martial arts to kill Japanese.
And the reason why he used Xiaoguizi's samurai sword was just because it was sharp enough. It did not mean that Duanwu liked samurai swords.
But the other person was different. He was a knife lover. At the moment when the blades were about to collide, he reversed the blade and faced the Dragon Boat Festival's blade with the back of the blade.
And in this way, not only would his blade not be injured, but the Dragon Boat Festival's samurai sword would be directly opened with a gap under the blessing of two huge forces!