urban evil king

"who are you?"

Inamoto Ida looked at the man in front of him with his back turned to him, with a look of vigilance in his eyes. As an expert, he could smell danger from this man.

In this world, especially in Japan, there are not many people who can bring this feeling to Inamoto.

That long samurai sword made Inamoto Ida feel an indescribable sense of familiarity.

It's too familiar, it's too familiar, this back view and this knife give Inamoto Ida a very strong sense of familiarity, but at this time he can't remember who the man in front of him is anyway.

"Inamoto-kun, long time no see."

The man carrying the knife turned around and looked at Inamoto Ida, his eyes sparkled, and his voice was slightly cold.

"You are..." Inamoto Ida's eyes flashed with doubts, and he said uncertainly, "Are you... Mitsui Junichi?"

"Mitsui, it really is you! You bastard who deceived teachers and exterminated ancestors, you still have the face to come back!" Inamoto Ida suddenly became very excited, his hands clenched into fists, and his face flushed.

Mitsui Jun took a look at himself, his nominal junior, and said in a flat voice, neither sad nor happy, "Yes, I'm back."

"Then let me kill you with my own hands! Let's see if it's you, the former genius, or me, the current genius!" A wild smile flashed across Inamoto Ida's face.

However, in the next second, his smile froze and was replaced by deep shock.

Because at this time, Inamoto Ida discovered that he did not have a knife in his hand.

His long knife was already broken by Swift's sniper rifle when he was in the hot spring bath!And at this time, he does not have a long sword, facing the former mad sword genius Mitsui Junichi, how much chance will he have?

Looking at Inamoto Ida, Mitsui Junichi's eyes flashed with pity and ridicule.In Mitsui's view, Inamoto is five or six years younger than him, so he can be called his junior. He has excellent talent and aptitude, and has been valued by his masters and uncles since he was a child.However, at that time, Mitsui Junichi's name was too loud and the light was so dazzling that it completely covered Inamoto.

When Mitsui Jun single-handedly killed two senior uncles, openly betrayed the mad knife school, and became a traitor accused by everyone, Inamoto Ida officially took his place and became the first key training object of the faction. Of course, such status and treatment also directly created his arrogant and domineering character.

Mitsui Junichi's right shoulder was once torn by Wing Chun King Xie Pingan, after Wang Zheng's personal treatment, it is now [-]% healed, and it has almost no effect on his strength.Now, he followed Wang Zheng back to this land that gave him glory and shame, and it would be a lie to say that he was not excited.

Wang Zheng once said that one day he would bring him back to Japan to wash away the humiliation of running away that day, and this day seemed to have finally come.

"Without a knife, how did you fight me?" Mitsui Junichi asked mockingly: "The suit is so dirty, it looks like you were in a mess just now, you were forced to flee by the sniper rifle?"

"Mitsui, you bastard, you actually took refuge with the Chinese!" Inamoto Ida finally understood, angrily said: "Bastard! Bastard!"

"At least the Chinese people won't kill me." Mitsui Junichi's voice gradually became colder: "Since I was a child, I hate the most when people call me a bastard."

"You took refuge in the Chinese people, and you said that you are not a dog bastard? You are just a dog, are you sticking out your tongue and licking your Chinese master's chrysanthemum every day?" Speaking of this, Inamoto Ida sneered twice, and said: "Traitor It’s a traitor, a dog is a dog, after all, it can’t be changed to eat shit!”

Mitsui Junichi did not argue with Inamoto at all, but said: "If your mouth can accumulate some virtue, then maybe you can live a few more years."

"I'm afraid you don't need to worry about how many years I live!" Inamoto Ida sneered.

"If I were you, then I would leave here as quickly as possible, instead of talking nonsense." Mitsui Junichi swung his long knife, and a fallen leaf in the air was cut in two.

Inamoto Ida finally realized something, but it was too late. The next moment, he was enveloped by a burst of dazzling knife light!

Fighting with bare hands against a long knife is a sure-fire result!

A few seconds later, Mitsui Junichi retracted the sheath of the long knife, and stood on the spot with the knife on his shoulders, looking at Inamoto Ida who was lying on the ground rolling and moaning in pain, his eyes were still calm.

"This saber technique is...the fifth level, you have actually practiced the fifth level of the Crazy Saber Kung Fu!" Inamoto Ida said in disbelief while humming in pain.

His right arm, which was used to hold the knife, was chopped off shoulder-to-shoulder, and the blood poured out violently, making this mad knife genius who came to assassinate Wang Zheng completely lose his fighting power.Moreover, the severed right hand also made him lose his hope of climbing to the top of martial arts forever. Frenzied Swordsmanship will not let a crippled person become the heir, even if the crippled person was once awesome.

Inamoto Ida reinterpreted the definition of the word "tragedy" with his own practical actions.

Inside the Frenzied Sword Style, only a very small number of people with extremely high comprehension can reach the fifth level of the Frenzied Saber Technique, and those who have reached the fifth level are now the mainstay of the Frenzied Sword Style. The faction already occupies a high position and is highly respected.

Inamoto Ida has already reached the fourth level at a young age, and he is able to perform many of the unique moves of the mad knife. He is already known as a genius in the mad knife style, but he never imagined that the one that made him difficult The talented senior brother who stands on his shoulders is now even more powerful and outrageous.

"Go back and tell those old bastards that I, Junichi Mitsui, are back."

After Mitsui Junichi finished speaking, without looking at Inamoto Ida who was lying on the ground, he strode away with a knife in his hand and disappeared on the long mountain road.

"The fifth floor, the fifth floor..." The tragic man Inamoto Ida fell to the ground, covering his wound, and kept repeating the word.

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"What? Junichi Mitsui is back?" Several middle-aged men in kimonos sat on the floor, looking at Inamoto Ida covered in blood, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Yes, and he also broke through the fifth level of the Frenzied Saber Technique." Inamoto Ida gritted his teeth and said.Although he had been bandaged, his severed arm was still painful!

"Fifth floor?" The faces of those middle-aged people were even more unbelievable. The exercises on the fifth floor are extremely difficult, and require extremely high physical fitness and talent. Even few of them can do it. Practice!

It's really hard for these men to believe that Mitsui Junichi, who is a teenager and 20 years younger than them, can really practice the fifth level of the Crazy Saber Kungfu!

The reason why the Frenzied Sword Style became a famous martial arts school in Japan is due to a Crazy Saber Kung Fu method passed down more than a hundred years ago. The whole kung fu method is divided into six levels, aggressive and full of madness.To be able to practice the first four levels is to be one of the best in a million. As for reaching the fifth level, it needs years of accumulation of cultivation base and excellent understanding beyond ordinary people.

The traitor Mitsui Junichi, who deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors, reached the fifth floor, which made the people of Kudaoliu feel ashamed and panicked.

"I didn't expect Mitsui to join the Huaxia people. What a bastard! This time the government wants us to cooperate with Kuangdaoliu, so let's take this opportunity to get rid of this bastard." A middle-aged man with a beard said.This person's name is Miyano Miyano, and if it comes to backup, he should be regarded as Mitsui Junichi's uncle. He looks about 50 years old, with powerful eyes, thick calluses on his hands, obviously a knife-wielding master.

"Senior brother, you are also on the fifth floor, and Mitsui is also on the fifth floor. Does this make you feel unsure?" Another person asked.

"I don't have any confidence that I can beat Mitsui, but at least I have the strength to fight." Miyano Qikan pondered for a while, and said: "To be on the safe side, I will ask Master Shunsuke Yamagi to take action, as long as he is willing to do so, Then the whole thing is simple."

"Uncle Yamaki wants to make a move?" Inamoto Ida said, "If that's the case, that would be great. This time Mitsui, the bastard, is finally going to die without a place to bury him!"

"I'm going to invite Uncle Yamaki." After Miyano Qiguan said, he stood up and said: "The rest of the people should prepare according to the government's requirements. The position in the world can be consolidated, I hope everyone can do their best!"

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"Kawasaki-kun, tell me, is it your idea to let Inamoto Ida harass He Yan?" Matsushima Wufeng sat on a chair, holding a cup of tea in both hands, and looked down at the floating tea leaves inside. clear face.

"Inamoto-kun is dedicated to the country, this is his own meaning." Kawasaki Hideken felt that he was telling the truth, obviously because Inamoto Ida couldn't bear his temper and wanted to take credit, so he acted on his own initiative in advance. Just push the boat along the way.

"However, Kawasaki-kun, this matter is related to the rise of Japan again. I still hope that you can carefully consider it and don't put personal grievances ahead of national affairs."

Matsushima Wufeng's voice was flat and indifferent, and it was hard to hear any emotions contained in it, but Kawasaki Hideken still felt an inexplicable coolness coming from the back of his spine.

"It's not impossible for you to restore the Iga-ryu to its former strength, but I hope that such growth will not be based on sacrificing the interests of my great Japan."

Matsushima Wufeng's next sentence made Kawasaki Hideken feel chills all over his body: "Otherwise, no matter how powerful the martial arts sect looks, in the eyes of the government, they are nothing more than ants."

"Kawasaki-kun, take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, Matsushima Wufeng walked out expressionlessly.

After Matsushima had gone for a long time without wind, Kawasaki Hideken sat down on the stool, his face covered with sweat.

When Wufeng Matsushima was speaking just now, he felt a kind of real pressure, and the eldest son of Iga-ryu even felt heart palpitations because of it!

"Leader, what shall we do?"

After contemplating for a full minute, Kawasaki Hideken said, "Act ahead! Don't wait!"