Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 113 Hijami is useful, why do you want me to do it!
All the paparazzi were shaking with excitement.

They don't know what kendo is, but they know what news is.

Is there any more passionate plot reversal than a kendo demon suddenly turning into a hero, fighting to the death with the heart of a family chaebol monopolizing kendo?
what is this?
This is the fearless spirit of international friendship.

The shutter dropped with a bang, continuing to capture Liu Shengxing's ugliness.

The shame of the sword directly fainted, and he didn't even dare to refute. It just shows that he has a guilty conscience, otherwise how could he faint?
And I don't know if it's a real faint or a fake faint.

This kind of person, his heart can be punished, he is ashamed of the neon kendo!
Lin Mosheng continued to be compassionate, stepped forward, and patted the shoulder of the disciple who had glared at him just now, as if he was the big brother next door.

"Did you know? In China, there is also a martial sage. The Taijiquan he created is soft and soft, but our China regards it as a treasure. Who dares to say that Taijiquan is a waste boxing?"

Everyone was silent, yes, other people's Chinese martial arts are the source of their own martial arts.

But in other people's eyes, Taijiquan, an exquisite boxing technique, was conferred a holy name, but my own family scoffed at the way of a sword master.

wrong.

This is absolutely not our own fault.

It's the fault of those kendo family chaebols, they want to monopolize all this, just like they have done for thousands of years!
"So are you enlightened?"

Lin Mosheng raised the 'Vajra Heaven Blessing' and struck the disciple's head with his sword.

The power of [Zixian King Kong], it's a blow to the head!

"I got it!"

This disciple, who had been glaring at Lin Mosheng just now, knelt down in front of Lin Mosheng with a thump, tears streaming down his face, and grabbed the ground with his head.

Everyone watched this scene in shock.

They looked at Lin Mosheng.

I saw that this swordsman didn't have the madness and laughter before.

Holding the sword in one hand and making the fearless seal with the other.

Compassion, solemnity, inconceivable power, 32 kinds of beauty are added to his body, just like the great virtue worshiped by people in the temple, he raised his wisdom sword and cut down, all kinds of troubles were eliminated.

禅！
Everyone was calm, and only this word came to mind.

"The disciple is wrong, the disciple has realized it, I implore the master to accept the disciple as a disciple!"

After the initial anger towards the enemy, then the grief towards Shi Fan, and doubts about his own swordsmanship.

Greatly outraged and deeply saddened, all kinds of thoughts wrapped him up like three thousand threads of affliction.

Koizumi Shou originally thought that his future kendo would be gloomy, and his sword heart would be dusty.

But Lin Mosheng not only did not despise him, but also used his great wisdom and great bright wisdom sword to slash at him, a fool, and cut off three thousand threads of trouble.

This is the real teacher.

Lin Mosheng looked at Koizumi Shou, and had to say that Liu Shengliu, as the three major kendos of Neon, still has the ability to choose apprentices.

This personal aptitude who follows Liu Shengxing is good.

You also need to set an example.

Lin Mosheng nodded and looked at Koizumi Shou, "If you want, you can follow me to learn the sword."

Koizumi put his palms together, "Master."

The shutter flickered one after another, and everyone took pictures of this touching scene.

This is definitely not acting, otherwise both Lin Mosheng and Koizumi Shou could go to the Oscars to receive their awards.

Everyone felt the true compassion and the great bliss of enlightenment.

Among the people present, there was only one person whose heart was as cold as the cold abyss.

That person is Yuki Ueyama.

He was speechless, watching this scene solemnly, his hands and feet were cold, and his heart was cold.

It was because he knew Lin Mosheng's true character that he was terrified by how compassionate the scene before him was.

He couldn't help but think of what the demon king Bo Xun said to the Buddha.

At the end of the Dharma, my son and my grandson are monks, wearing cassocks, destroying your Dharma, having the name of a monk, and practicing the way of demons!

But if Lin Mosheng is a demon, but has unobstructed supernatural powers like a Buddha, infinite wisdom like a Buddha, and teaches all living beings like a Buddha, then what is the difference between him and a Buddha?

For a while, even Shang Shanxing didn't know how to judge Lin Mosheng.

This is why mortal wisdom is sometimes poor.

When Lin Mosheng came out from Xinyinliu Kendo Gym, there were ten times more people behind him!
But everyone's faces were not out of fear, but out of respect.

This is the real kendo practitioner. He traveled thousands of miles and came to Neon just to break the monopoly of the aristocratic chaebol on kendo.

Just like, just like.

Buddha was again in the minds of all who followed.

Mercy, mercy.

But when Lin Mosheng went to the next kendo gym, the other party closed the door tightly and didn't even dare to show his face.

"Hey."

Lin Mosheng sighed softly.

I am a good person.

Koizumi stepped forward and kicked open the opponent's door, and the wooden door made a bang.

Then Koizumi Shou said respectfully to Lin Mosheng, "Master, to deal with this kind of demon heretics, you should use thunder."

Lin Mosheng glanced at Koizumi approvingly, this apprentice was well accepted.

Everyone filed in.

I saw that the swordsman Shi Xianliu had dismissed all his disciples, and he was the only one sitting cross-legged in the huge courtyard.

Lin Mosheng didn't care, and sat down directly.

The handsome swordsman stared at Lin Mosheng firmly, "If you want a plaque, get it yourself."

Lin Mosheng smiled slightly, what if I don't just want a plaque?
He looked around the Kendo Hall, "It seems that you already knew the news in advance, so you dismissed all the disciples?"

The swordsman who showed his current style closed his eyes, he didn't want to say a word to Lin Mosheng.

If you want to kill, kill him, and the great swordsman will avenge himself.

Lin Mosheng didn't care either, he suddenly looked serious, "I'm here to ask you one thing."

"To all your disciples, do you really devote yourself to teaching them what they have learned?"

Drink it on the head!

Shi Xian Liu Jianhao opened his eyes suddenly, his chest heaved violently.

He understood why Lin Mosheng insisted on coming in when he saw him avoiding the battle!

"Or, most of the true biography you teach are disciples of kendo families?"

Shixian Liu Jianhao opened his mouth, he wanted to explain, explain that the qualifications of the disciples are different, the disciples of the kendo family are indeed better qualified, naturally it is impossible to teach them all the same.

He wants to explain, explaining that he has limited energy and can only focus on teaching.

He wants to explain, explain that he is also a human being, and he will be bound by the world's sophistication.

However, he couldn't even utter these words after drinking them in the face, and he didn't even have the strength to defend himself.

Because he did not teach the true biography to all his disciples, even if he was a powerful disciple, if he was not the heir chosen by him, he would not be taught the secret technique, this is to ensure the strength of the teacher in the future.

Lin Mosheng laughed lightly, and stood up, "It seems that you have lost your mind. You can keep that plaque for yourself. I will take this kind of swordsmanship, for fear of dirtying my hands."

Lin Mosheng stood up gracefully, then turned and left the Kendo gym.

As soon as he took two steps, there was an exclamation from the crowd behind him. It turned out that the swordsman who was showing his talents had cut his belly in full view of the crowd.

Lin Mosheng didn't care and continued to move forward.

Hiriki is useful, so what do you need me to do?
You are committing suicide!

There is no value in continuing to pick up the Kendo Gym. It was getting late, so Lin Mosheng got into the car and was about to go back to rest.

Black convoys pierced the night.

The reporters watched Lin Mosheng go away.

I don't know who it is, suddenly said, "Rulong."

Everyone focused on the source of the voice, Koizumi Shou said loudly, "Master is like a dragon, piercing the long night of kendo!"

Suddenly, everyone looked at the convoy looking like a black dragon in the distance again. The dazzling lights cut through the long night, and it was indeed like a dragon.

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Shang Shanxing drove Lin Mosheng himself.

"You black tigers have your own tabloid, right?"

Fortunately, Shangshan didn't know what Lin Mosheng was going to do, but he nodded seriously, "Yes, my lord."

"Wait for the manuscripts to be written by the various newspaper offices in the evening. You gather these manuscripts and print a bound volume with your own newspaper office."

Forehead?
Kamiyama Yuki thought for a moment, and immediately understood, "Are you worried that these newspapers won't be printed?"

Although the last fig leaf of Tokyo Kendo has been torn off tonight.

But with the energy of Tokyo Kendo, there is still a chance to forcibly suppress tomorrow's newspaper.

Lin Mosheng wasn't worried. Anyway, for him, it was just a matter of extra preparations, and he wasn't the one who worked hard.

As the saying goes, one mouth at the top, broken legs at the bottom.

Ueyama Yuki hesitated for a moment, "My lord, I'm afraid that even if it is a newspaper controlled by the family, it will not be published tomorrow, and it will be closely watched."

Lin Mosheng glanced at Yuki Ueyama, "Are so many of your members living for nothing?"

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Won't you let them go to the streets to post it? Where there are more people, post it! The embassy area, the foreign friend area, Ginza, Shibuya, this is freedom of speech, so naturally everyone should see it."

embassy area.

Fortunately, Shangshan immediately understood Lin Mosheng's meaning. Indeed, if this matter is known to all countries, even the Tokyo Kendo Federation will not be able to suppress it.

"Giving it out for free, my lord, that's a brilliant scheme."

Ueyama Yuki excitedly clapped his fists.

"Free?" Lin Mosheng sneered, "Who said we want free, we have to sell it at ten times the price! How can such top-secret news be precious if it doesn't cost a lot of money?"

It's like the difference between the free "Jin Ping Mei" and the hardcover version of "Jin Ping Mei".

The former is to spread obscene ideas, and the latter is to inherit classical culture.

Humans are vile animals.

You don't sell it more expensive, but it makes this matter a little less convincing.

After that, the high price will naturally make pirates take risks. When something is really profitable, the Tokyo Kendo Federation cannot stop it.

This is the charm of capital.

"Hi."

Shangshanxing is also a smart person, and he understood Lin Mosheng's meaning in an instant. He couldn't help admiring, "Your wisdom really has a vision that transcends the times."

Lin Mosheng chuckled, he just knew a little bit more about social communication than the people of the whole era.

Just as the two were talking, the car in front stopped suddenly.

Ueyama Yuki's face was gloomy, and he took out the walkie-talkie, "Bastard, what happened?"

A terrified voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie, "Team, team leader, it's a murderous soul!"

Wronged souls claiming their lives?

Lin Mosheng used [Yi Yan] and [Shui Guan Jie E] to sense it, and made sure that there were no snipers or bombs around.

Then he opened the car door, followed by Yuki Ueyama.

The road in front of me didn't know when it started, but there was thick fog.

In the dense fog, shadows were vague, and several figures flickered.

Thugs in suits held their guns nervously, leaning against Lin Mosheng and Ueyama Yuki. The one who spoke just now pointed at the dense fog tremblingly, "It's those dead sword masters, they are here for revenge!"

As his words fell, two figures appeared in the thick fog at the same time.

It was this morning that Lin Mosheng killed Miyamoto Ichiryu and Zaochun Shiro.

From left to right, their figures were hidden by the thick fog and moonlight, like reflections in the water, pointing at Lin Mosheng with sharp knives in their hands.

"I'm waiting for revenge!"

After seeing Lin Mosheng appearing, they waved their sharp knives and came to kill without the slightest hesitation.

Bang bang bang.

The gunfire kept ringing, but it couldn't do any damage to the ghost.

The chill turned into substance instead, freezing the hands and feet of the members of the Black Tigers.

"Blue dragon and white tiger, there are different battles!"

A five-meter-long black buffalo and a seven-meter-long young dragon appeared out of thin air.

Hei Biao spread his wings, wrapped in the strong wind, and grabbed Miyamoto Yilong.

The young dragon poked its claws, and the surrounding thick fog turned into chains and rushed towards Zaochun Shiro.

But after meeting each other, the two ghosts who had just woken up were easily caught, and then Hei Biao opened his mouth and sucked it into his mouth.

[Body Cleansing Mantra] The basic attributes of the four elephants summoned are determined by Lin Mosheng's spiritual attributes, and Lin Mosheng's current spiritual attributes are 27 points, not to mention the two ghosts who are still in a state of confusion.

Even if Miyamoto Kazuryu and Zaochun Shiro really come back to life completely, they may not be able to do the spirit of the four elephants with such a high basic attribute.

"My lord, you are really brave."

A thug in a suit came back to his senses and said flatteringly.

Suddenly a black light pierced Lin Mosheng from the front. It was the 'Black Tigers' who reported the ghost before and was trembling with fright.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when everyone surrounded Lin Mosheng, he also surrounded him.

Such a narrow distance, such exquisite timing, coupled with Lin Mosheng's injury this morning.

This blade must hit!
Bang!
A golden fist print bloomed and imprinted on the assassin's body. Before he could say a word, his whole body exploded.

The power of 26 points is extremely domineering, making it too late for him to make any changes and dodge.

Squeeze his blood out of the body, burst out from the seven orifices, and turn it into a fan.

Lin Mosheng withdrew his fist silently, hey, such a big red monster with such a fragile body, he has the nerve to imitate others as an assassin.

Go back and change the number to rebuild.

He didn't think about getting any information from this famous red monster, because if he could get it, he could deduce it through [Shui Guan Jie E] and [Yi Yan], and if he couldn't get it, it is estimated that the dead man on the other side would also will not say.

After being stunned for half a minute, Shang Shanxing next to him touched the scorching blood on his face, which was left by the assassin just now. He looked at Lin Mosheng in horror, "My lord, I never did it!"

Lin Mosheng stretched out his palm to stop it, and smiled kindly, "Well, I believe you, you will not do such a stupid thing, well, since the matter is over, then go back."

After speaking, he got into the car on his own.

Shang Shanxing looked at Lin Mosheng's broad back. Although he knew what kind of person Lin Mosheng was, he suddenly felt the absurdity of dying for his confidant.

Moreover, it's really cool to follow the adults tonight!
Am I sick?

On the outskirts of Tokyo, in an ancient temple surrounded by mountains and forests.

The three huge pentagram arrays exude a strange brilliance.

Suddenly, the incense candles of the two pentagrams disappeared, and the corpses on them dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was the corpses of Zaochun Shiro and Miyamoto Ichiryu.

"You have failed!"

An old man who was only 1.6 meters tall and looked like a mole let out angrily.

"Didn't you say that he is seriously injured now! You gave us wrong information about Fumoliu!"

The person who was yelled at by the old man looked like a layer of mist, wearing a hunting suit with a gorgeous golden chrysanthemum pattern printed on it.

He sneered and looked at Fuma Kotaro, "I hired you Fuma-ryu ninjas to kill people, not to let you bark at me!"

Fuma Kotaro looked at the other party fearfully.

The status of ninjas in Japan is not high, even in this world where extraordinary powers exist, they do not have magical means of magic, and they are not as good as Juggernaut in a head-to-head confrontation.

However, the skills of concealing breath, changing appearance, and assassination and spying are still top-notch.

He took a breath, "I'm quitting."

"Haha." Onmyoji picked up a folding fan and covered his mouth with a smile, "Then do you think he will let you Feng Moliu go?"

Fuma Kotaro stood where he was, because he was really not sure if Lin Mosheng knew that the ninja who shot was their Fumoliu.

He was even sure that the man in front of him would directly tell Lin Mosheng about it.

However, he is a ninja who inherited the name of Fuma Kotaro, so he immediately calmed down, "The price has been tripled."

The onmyoji of Jiuju's school nodded without the slightest hesitation.

These poor ninjas are petty, no wonder they haven't been on the stage for so many years.

He looked at the altar, the last pentagram of Masao Fujikawa, and sighed, "It's a pity, that fellow Fujikawa was completely destroyed."

Ashiya Ema looked at Fuma Kojiro and comforted him, "Although this operation failed, it was originally a tentative move, and we are not without gains."

Of course Fuma Kojiro knew the importance of information, he asked in a concentrated voice, "What gain?"

"First, he knows the secrets of heaven, and his skills are very high. General assassination will not work at all."

Fuma Kotaro nodded.

"Second, tell those idiots of the Kendo Federation that if they can't kill them with one blow, sending them to them will only increase their opponent's strength in vain."

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After Shangshan Xing sent Lin Mosheng back to rest, he received a call, his face changed, and he drove back to an old street in Shinjuku alone.

Tokyo has a bustling side, but of course it also has a dirty side.

This is a small, run-down street. The only ramen stall owner is a burly middle-aged man with tattoos all over his upper neck.

Twenty or thirty years ago, he probably used the same hands to chop people alive into minced meat. Few people would dare to eat such ramen.

Only the club members who come and go, out of politeness, take care of the business of the seniors.

But the ramen here is really delicious, real handmade.

Kamiyama Yuki stopped the car far away, then walked over alone, lifted the red door cloth, and ordered a bowl of soy sauce ramen.

There was already a two-meter-high 'Roshan' sitting next to him.

Lin Mosheng was already considered a strong man, but compared to this Roshan, he was as slender as a college student who hadn't exercised.

'Roshan' ate the ramen in three or two mouthfuls, and then happily shouted to himself, "Cheer up, Uncle An, it's a pity that you followed me to kill people on the street. If it wasn't like this, maybe you would now You can become the god of ramen."

"At that time, you go to Ginza, Minato, and those bustling places to open a top-notch ramen restaurant. Wouldn't it be a good thing to see those young girls and young women wearing short skirts and sweating profusely with ramen?"

Speaking of happy places, he patted his thighs and laughed, just like a wandering office worker.

An Tubo gave his master a dull look, and then said calmly while cooking the noodles, "I think now, I can snatch them directly and put them on my bed, or even let their husband or boyfriend Watch the battle from the sidelines."

Li Wen smiled and waved his hands, "It's different, it's different, Uncle An, you rough man, you really don't understand style at all."

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Shang ShanXing, "Really, Xing."

Shang Shanxing was glanced at by Li Wen with a smile, only to feel the hairs all over his body.

They all think that the Lord is old, even the Lord himself thinks so, so he wants to abdicate.

But before abdicating, the master is still the master.

The well-deserved leader of the Neon Club.

All members of the club need to have a heart of audience in front of the underworld emperor, even in a dilapidated ramen restaurant.

Companion is like a tiger.

"It's still Patriarch who knows how to play with women."

When Li Wen heard the flattery, she glanced at An Tubo triumphantly, but the latter ignored him and continued cooking noodles on his own.

After the victory, Liwen's mood improved a lot. He took out a cigar, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then said, "The people from the Tokyo Kendo Federation came today. Guess what they said?"

With the arrogance of the underworld, Shangshan Xing sneered, "No matter what they say, my master, you can't listen to them."

Carp's fingers paused, and then he patted Ueyama Yuki's shoulder vigorously, "You are very smart, but you need to give me a reason this time, otherwise it will be difficult for me to explain to other people in the family."

"Mastering Tokyo Kendo, is this reason enough?"

After Kamiyama Yuki finished speaking, he clearly heard the heartbeat of the man opposite him. He was obviously the same age as his father, but he was still as strong as a bull.

Koimon looked at Yuki Ueyama.

Of course he knew what it meant to master Tokyo Kendo.

It's much more than money.

It's their yakuza's ticket to a world under the sun.

"Did you master it, or did he master it?"

Shangshanxing knew that Liwen was asking about Lin Mosheng, this man who dared to confront the entire Tokyo Kendo Federation made Liwen fearful, which was one of the reasons why he didn't move Shangshanxing immediately.

"He is from Huaxia, so it is impossible to stay in Tokyo all the time."

Yuki Ueyama stated a fact.

Liwen was silent for a while, until the hot ramen was served.

He laughed, and patted Ueyama Yuki on the back vigorously like an uncle, "At first I thought you needed my care, but now it seems that you have grown up."

While eating ramen noodles, he chatted with Ueyama Yuki about the past of his dead father. When it came to the truth, he also felt that Ueyama Yuki's father was too stingy, so he was pissed to death by himself.

Kamiyama Yukito listened silently without saying a word.

After eating the last mouthful of ramen, Koi Wen settled the bill, opened the red curtain, and walked out first, "Don't let me down."

(End of this chapter)