One person: Let you take charge of the Tianshi Mansion and become an immortal?

Chapter 191 The Sakura Miyamoto family takes action!
When Murakami suffered a disastrous defeat, the expressions of all the powerful Japanese men present changed.

Not to mention how powerful Murakami was with them, but he was not so weak that he would be easily defeated by a young boy.

It was still a crushing defeat. The situation has always been very passive.

As the leader of the powerful Japanese people, he walked out after seeing the current scene.

"It's true that he is a young talent from China. It's really unexpected."

The leader spoke, but Zhang Qianhe did not answer, waiting for his follow-up.

The leader of the Japanese strong men didn't care about this lack of cooperation.

After all, being able to reach this position is quite capable.

"If we let this little brother keep playing against each other, as if we are bullying others, how about we replace him in every next game?"

After hearing this, everyone understood what this person meant.

He saw that Zhang Chulan was too powerful. If Zhang Chulan were to kill them all at once.

From now on, Japan will no longer need to travel internationally.

Seeing this, Zhang Qianhe snorted coldly,
"can."

The words came out, and the aura directly suppressed the Japanese country on the opposite side.

Seeing this, the powerful men of Japan were not happy either.

They all saw what happened just now, but they were not convinced.

One Murakami cannot represent their Japanese country, and one Chinese boy cannot represent the entire Chinese country.

"Okay, let's give it a try."

A steady voice came from behind everyone.

Everyone looked at the place where the sound came from at the same time, and saw Dong Ying slowly walking with other disciples.

Everyone seems to be ordinary, but when they appear, their aura is immediately suppressed.

It was a heaviness that cannot be described in words.

Dong Ying is the leader, with Qian Dahu and Zhao Huanjin on the left and right, and Huo Yunan, Liang Guofu, Rongshan and Zhang Lingyu on both sides.

The steps of several people were steady, and everyone looked normal.

Some people believe that they are sweeping monks in temples.

It is these seemingly ordinary people who appear here.

The leader of the Japanese strong men frowned.

His intuition told him that these people were not simple, and they definitely didn't look like what he saw with his eyes.

But if they don't take action, they will never know the strength of these people.

Thinking of this, the Japanese leader took the lead and looked at the middle-aged man beside him who had been holding back for a long time.

He is the strong man of the Miyamoto family, Miyamoto Takesho.

Miyamoto Takesho successfully received the command from his eyes and walked out wearing a loose kimono.

"Hmph, I have long disliked these pretentious people."

"The reason why Murakami lost was entirely due to ability. Murakami couldn't even beat a child."

Miyamoto Takeshu mocked mercilessly and did not take Hua Guoyi and Murakami into consideration at all.

After taking a few steps forward, he directly drew his weapon.

The two-sword style is the secret skill of the Miyamoto family.

The second-class swordsmanship is the famous swordsmanship of Japan.

The founder of the Miyamoto family also reversed his status in Japan from unknown to everyone, Miyamoto Musashi.

At that time, Miyamoto Musashi directly laid the foundation of his family in Japan with the Nito-ryu.

As a result, for decades now, the Miyamoto family still has a status in Japan.

And Miyamoto Takeshu was even more favored in the Japanese country.

With his talent and learning, he mastered the two-sword style as quickly as possible.

And cultivated it to the number one ranking in the Miyamoto family.

This is also the reason why Miyamoto Takesho was able to participate in today's incident.

"Hey, who of you is planning to come up?" Miyamoto Takeshu's eyes were as high as his head, and he didn't pay attention to the foreigners from the Chinese country in front of him.

With his ability and talent, let alone the kid just now.

Even the most powerful person here, let alone being evenly matched, would definitely be completely crushed.

When the time comes, Miyamoto Takeshu will also be able to earn a breath of relief for Japan.

With this thought, Miyamoto Takesho stood in front.

The situation was decided, and everyone on the other side looked at Zhang Zhiwei's disciples who had just appeared.

Dong Ying, the second oldest, came with his junior brothers and sisters.

But there is also Senior Brother Zhang Qianhe here, and everything still has to go through Senior Brother.

Dong Ying looked at Zhang Qianhe, who nodded towards her.

Indicates that you can do whatever you want.

Dong Ying understood the meaning and was just about to say it when Qian Dahu stood up.

"Senior sister, let me go and let everyone comment. There is still room for improvement in my reverse chaos style."

After Qian Dahu finished speaking, Dong Ying nodded in agreement.

The eldest brother taught each of them different techniques.

They couldn't say anything, after all, there was still a senior brother here.

On the other side, I heard that they already had people coming out.

Miyamoto Takeshu waved the machete in his hand impatiently.

"If you keep grinding and whining whether you want to fight or not, you will become the farmers at the head of the village."

Qian Dahu narrowed his eyes slightly, not understanding what he said.

At this time, Zhang Qianhe, who had been silent until now, spoke.

"He is mocking us Chinese. In Japanese TV channels, the descriptions of China are mostly TV series from decades ago."

"Or the scene on the high loess slopes. They think this can prove the country of China and is also the way for them to understand the country of China."

"However, the world's Internet has developed rapidly in recent years, and this has become a term that insults China."

Speaking of this, Zhang Qianhe thought of something and gave an example:

"Just like the original squinting eyes, squinting eyes is a stereotype of Chinese people abroad, and many foreign children, adults, and elderly people will straighten their eyes and pretend to squint their eyes to ridicule the Chinese."

"However, their public relations are good. They package the squinty eyes from abroad into the high-end Chinese faces, which can always deceive some people."

Hearing Zhang Qianhe talk about this incident, everyone remembered that a squinting catwalk show held by a university two years ago was entirely based on European and American impressions.

"Are you done yet? Let's compete!"

Before everyone could think, Miyamoto Takesho interrupted the conversation.

He looked like he was feeling uncomfortable standing there every second.

Qian Dahu nodded to appease the others, and then stepped forward.

Staring at the opponent in front of him, he held two machetes in his hands.

"Is this what you call Er Dao Ryu?"

Originally, Qian Dahu's impression was that Erdao Flow was a very awesome technique.

But appearing in the hands of the enemy in front of you always feels like cutting a watermelon.

At this time, Miyamoto Takeshu did not notice Qian Dahu's strange eyes.

I just felt that his inquiry was an expression of admiration and respect for the Miyamoto family.

I couldn't help but feel even more proud, and sneered a few times,

"In your country of China, this is called a local hater, right? I've never seen anything like that."

"That's right, I'm a Nito-ryu, and my clan leader is Mr. Miyamoto."

Qian Dahu didn't pay much attention to Miyamoto's martial arts introduction and just said,
"It's all good stuff for nothing."

Qian Dahu's voice was not loud, and Miyamoto Takeshu didn't hear him clearly. He scolded him unhappily.
"What are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)