my goddess school flower

Wang Ziqiao looked Matsubara Junko up and down for a while, and said: "You continue to attack me, and use everything you know!"

"This?" Matsubara Junko hesitated.

"What? You don't want to?" Wang Ziqiao asked forcefully.

"It's not that she doesn't want to, but Junko is worried that she will hurt Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang is a genius doctor. Why is he so keen on fighting with little girls?" Junko Matsubara asked.

"I am a genius doctor, and I am also a martial arts enthusiast, so please act. Since you are a Chunin, then do your best. Don't let me underestimate you Japanese ninjas!" Wang Ziqiao said seriously road.

Matsubara Junko slowly put on the hood again, only her eyes were exposed, and she drew a samurai sword from her waist in her hand.

This samurai sword is like a soft sword. It was originally wrapped around the waist, but after it was pulled out, it immediately became straight and hard.

"Mr. Wang, be careful!" After Matsubara Junko's words, without seeing her legs move, her figure was already close to the ground and quickly transformed into shape. An afterimage flashed away with the light of the knife, and slashed at Wang Ziqiao.

At this time, Wang Ziqiao had already pulled out the soft sword from his waist, and there was a sound of the sword, like a silver dragon coming out of the water. Matsubara Junko's throat.

However, Matsubara Junko did not dodge.

Wang Ziqiao was surprised, only to find that Matsubara Junko's voice was just an afterimage. At the same time, Matsubara Junko appeared on his right side again, with the same movements as before, with a flash of the knife, he slashed at Wang Ziqiao. top of the head.

Wang Ziqiao changed his move in an instant, and once again forced Matsubara Junko with his sword.

Junko Matsubara still did not hide, Wang Ziqiao passed through Junko Matsubara's body with a sword, but this body, still an afterimage, scattered like smoke when the sword passed through.

chirp...

A sound of piercing the air came from Wang Ziqiao's back, and the blade gleaming with cold light was almost inches away from the top of Wang Ziqiao's head.

Wang Ziqiao was as motionless as a mountain, and the long sword that stabbed suddenly bent, and an arc came to the top of his head, resisting Matsubara Junko's slash again.

Immediately following the long sword in Wang Ziqiao's hand, he went up along the trend, surrounded and restrained along Matsubara Junko's katana, and exerted force...

Matsubara Junko only felt that the long knife was being pulled by a huge force, and her body was forced to lean forward. She just wanted to let go of the long knife, but found that Wang Ziqiao's attack had already arrived, and the afterimage hit her throat.

This is Wang Ziqiao's finger sword, piercing the air, and with a howling sound, it landed on Matsubara Junko's neck.

The figures of the two also stopped.

Looking at each other, Wang Ziqiao flicked Junko Matsubara's neck with his fingers, then retracted, and said, "Not bad, how old are you this year?"

"16 and a half years old!" Junko Matsubara replied with her eyes wide open in surprise.

"It's very rare to be able to have such a cultivation level at the age of 16 and a half!" Wang Ziqiao didn't care about the age of the opponent, took back the long sword, took a step back, and continued: "Come again!"

Junko Matsubara hesitated, and said, "This is already my best attack!"

But Wang Ziqiao didn't believe it in his heart. He could feel that Matsubara Junko still had some strength left, but he didn't force him to ask, and continued: "What's the name of your move?"

"Asura cut quickly!"

"There are only three swords in total?" Wang Ziqiao asked back.

"One sword is one level, if I can use four swords, I will be at the level of jounin!" Matsubara Junko replied.

Wang Ziqiao thought about it in silence. The opponent's quick slash is similar to his own quick sword. They both use quick words to fight against the enemy, but there is also a big difference between the two. When he attacks, his body shape generally does not change. , but Shura Quick Slash teleports instantly.

It should be easy for a person to change his moves, but it is not so easy to change his body and moves at the same time. At least Wang Ziqiao is sure that he cannot do it.

The moment Shura Kuai Zhan slashed out, his movement had already moved accordingly. Even if Wang Ziqiao used his mental power, he almost failed to distinguish the opponent's attack method, because every slash of Shura Kuai Zhan seemed to be real. , If you don't resist, the knife will definitely come down, and if you block, it will be a false move.

If it is said that Shura's quick slash can use hundreds of slashes in an instant like Kuaijian, I am afraid that he is really invincible in this world.

Suddenly, Wang Ziqiao had a new idea, looked at Junko Matsubara, and said, "I can promise to treat your grandfather's illness, and I will do my best, no matter how much the price is. But in exchange, you have to give this Shura Quick Slash taught me!"

After hearing this, Matsubara Junko's face changed suddenly, and she frowned and said, "No way!"

"Huh?" Wang Ziqiao also frowned.

"My Ninjutsu of the Asura Sect must never be passed on to outsiders, and it is impossible for Mr. Wang to learn it without special training!" Junko Matsubara replied.

Wang Ziqiao stared at Junko Matsubara quietly for a while, and found that the other party had no intention of compromising, so he didn't force him any more, and said, "Go on, our battle today is not over yet, let's use all the other killing moves of your Asura Sect. Come out!"

Matsubara Junko listened, but suddenly bowed and said: "Junko has already used Shura's invisibility, Shura's quick slash, and Shura's concealed weapon. Junko can no longer be Mr. Wang's opponent. Please forgive me, Mr. Wang." !"

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" Wang Ziqiao sighed and could only give up.

"Junko also has doubts. I don't know what level Mr. Wang is now?" Junko Matsubara asked.

"I'm just a third-level great martial artist!"

"Even if Mr. Wang is a great martial artist, he must be the most powerful among the great martial artists. He must have reached the peak level. At Mr. Wang's age, it may not be long before he can reach the fourth-level master level. Junzi congratulates Wang Sir, congratulations to Huaxia for having another martial arts master!" Matsubara Junko said, and bowed again.

I have to say that the devil's women are very polite when they ask for help. It is said that Japanese wives, British housekeepers, and Chinese chefs are the three things that rich people want most in the world. There is some truth to this.

Prince Qiao sheathed his long sword, flicked his wrinkled clothes, and strode out the door.

Seeing this, Junko Matsubara hurriedly followed, and said, "Mr. Wang, I wonder if you have agreed to see a doctor for my grandfather?"

Prince Qiao stomped his feet and said, "You didn't agree to my conditions!"

"This? Mr. Wang, Chunzi really cannot violate the Shuramen's rules, otherwise he will be beheaded by the Asuramen. Please forgive me! I don't know if Mr. Wang can change the request? No matter what it is, Junzi will agree Yes." As Junko Matsubara spoke, she had already removed her hood, her long hair was hanging down, wildness, mystery, softness, and innocence successfully blended together.

Wang Ziqiao turned around and looked at Matsubara Junko, seeing her tenderness and pitiful look, she almost agreed. Fortunately, he had barely passed the subject of seduction, and he really didn't like the little devil. Even women are the same, so they quickly calmed down, showing a bit of coldness, and said: "You are so young, but you have also learned charm?"