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Wang Ziqiao's exclamation made Matsubara Junko proud, and said with a smile: "Those swordsmen in China who can kill one person in ten steps are not necessarily better than our Shura Kuaishou. Three strikes, instant continuous slash, and the Chinese knights are afraid that they will not succeed in one strike and need to retreat!"

"You're right, go up now and give me your quick cut!" Wang Ziqiao said, turning his head to look at Matsubara Junko.

Matsubara Junko was stunned for a moment, and said: "Your gossip pile is not standard, I can't use it!"

"Even if you don't have a gossip post, you can still cut in an instant, right? Even if the gossip post is not standard, it will definitely not affect you!" Wang Ziqiao looked at Junko Matsubara with narrowed eyes.

Junko Matsubara had no choice but to put down her book, stepped on a short wooden stake in the middle, and drew a soft knife from her waist.

She shook slightly, and the soft knife straightened instantly, followed by Junko Matsubara's figure became blurred, like smoke drifting rapidly over the short wooden stake.

Bang bang bang!

Three beeps!

Matsubara Junko's figure has returned to the starting point, with the long knife hidden by her side, her temperament has changed, like a mysterious and cold heroine.

Looking at the three wooden stakes beside her again, it began to break from the middle, and the cracks were abnormally smooth.

Wang Ziqiao clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, very good, if I guessed correctly, you should be at the level of a fourth-level grandmaster, right? And your age is definitely not 16 and a half years old, or tell me you are The true identity of the Asura Gate, and the true identity of your grandfather, maybe, I will consider seeing a doctor for him!"

After hearing this, Matsubara Junko's expression trembled, and she no longer saw any tenderness. She frowned and said, "How can you tell?"

"The short wooden stakes I buried are naturally only known to me. I deliberately buried them very shallow and are not secure, but when you step on them, they are as light as a feather. This kind of light footwork is definitely not a third-level step. What a great martial artist can achieve, you are only one step away from stepping on the snow and dancing in the palm, right?" Wang Ziqiao smiled.

After hearing this, Matsubara Junko suddenly laughed out loud, but she was no longer flattering, her waist was straight, her chest was more plump, and her shallow smile gave people a condescending attitude, saying: "I want to know identity, then defeat me first!"

After saying a word, Matsubara Junko's figure suddenly disappeared, turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Wang Ziqiao in the air.

With a groan, Wang Ziqiao pulled out the soft sword from his waist, swung his arm and stabbed.

Matsubara Junko is still the same as before, her movement changes like a ghost, and she slashes four times in an instant, and the four figures trap Wang Ziqiao in the middle. The four swords attack in different directions. There is no way to hide.

Wang Ziqiao's mental strength surrounded the surrounding figures, and his arm stabbed four times in an instant, each stab accurately hitting Matsubara Junko's long knife.

dang dang...

All four swords were taken over by Wang Ziqiao.

It's just that this time Wang Ziqiao failed to restrain Junko Matsubara's long sword with a soft sword. After forcing Junko Matsubara back, Junko Matsubara disappeared suddenly.

"Hide and seek with me?" Wang Ziqiao suddenly shot up, stepped on an ancient wooden branch ten meters away, moved again, and disappeared in this area.

But the next moment, Junko Matsubara showed her figure. She had already changed into black clothes, and the hood on her cheek was cut by an invisible wind blade.

"You?" Matsubara Junko looked around, but Wang Ziqiao could not be seen at all.

chirp...

An arrow condensed by a wind element hit Matsubara Junko's back.

Junko Matsubara hurriedly turned around, aimed at Fengjian and slashed.

But who knew that the wind arrow would turn out of thin air, bypass Junko Matsubara's knife, and hit her throat.

Matsubara Junko looked shocked, and she moved sideways quickly, pulling out an afterimage on the spot. The wind arrow passed through the afterimage, hit a tree trunk, and directly penetrated the thick trunk.

Before Matsubara Junko could stand still, several wind blades gathered from all directions.

Junko Matsubara showed a look of fright. She didn't understand how Wang Ziqiao attacked, and how she used air as a weapon. The most frightening thing was that Junko Matsubara found that she couldn't find Wang Ziqiao at all.

However, just a few wind blades can't hurt Matsubara Junko at all. She continuously sticks to the ground and pulls out the usual afterimages, constantly flashing in the woods.

Those wind blades either cut on the tree trunk or hit the ground, leaving long traces.

crackle crackle...

There was constant fighting in the grove, and the two of them could not even be seen. If ordinary people came here, they would definitely think that there were ghosts in the grove.

Matsubara Junko's figure is also looming. Every time she is invisible, she can be forced out by Wang Ziqiao's attack. She wants to escape, but she is very unwilling. After all, she is here to beg Wang Ziqiao. A real duel.

But she also knew that if she continued like this, she must be the one who lost. Although Shura's movements are known for being fast, any martial art has its pros and cons, and the price of being fast is not being able to last.

After dodging continuously, her movement has become slower and slower.

Another wind blade rushed towards her face, Matsubara Junko dodged in no hurry, the wind blade brushed past her shoulder, tore a hole in her clothes, revealing her fair skin.

"Wang Miracle Doctor, Junko is willing to bow down, and please come out and see me!" Matsubara Junko said.

A gust of wind blows, like a white transparent ribbon, quickly surrounds Junko Matsubara, while the figure of Wang Ziqiao rushes down from the branches above Junko Matsubara's head, and the long sword in his hand is directly on the top of Junko Matsubara's head .

The long sword screamed with the wind, like an arrow leaving the string.

Matsubara Junko raised her head in a hurry, and tried to dodge quickly, but found that she seemed to be in the water, and the wind around her body was actually binding her tightly. In desperation, she could only raise her long knife to resist the prince. Joe's kill.

The long sword in Wang Ziqiao's hand was like a snake. After meeting Matsubara Junko's long sword, it circled around for an instant, and with a bang, the tip of the sword was like a snake's head, and it touched Matsubara Junko's fair throat.

The figures of the two were fixed on the ground.

Bang!

However, Junko Matsubara's feet sank out of thin air, reaching her calves, and the soil was solidified, completely imprisoning her.

"This?" Junko Matsubara looked down at her feet, even more surprised.

Wang Ziqiao withdrew his long sword and said: "You can at least use Shura's four cuts, and I think you should know all about Shura's eight cuts, not the three cuts. What I, Wang Ziqiao, hate most is being deceived!"

"Who are you? Why are there so many strange moves?" Matsubara Junko asked solemnly.

"Huaxia people, which one of your moves didn't you learn from Huaxia?" Wang Ziqiao raised his long sword, raised Matsubara Junko's chin, and smiled: "Now you are my defeated opponent, aren't you? Is it time to tell the truth?"

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