Dressed as Wu Dalang, Jinlian please respect yourself

Chapter 153 The Powerful Sword Qi

Cai Jing was silent.

"In addition, all our expenses in Tokyo will be accounted for by you, the Grand Master. If the Grand Master agrees, then Longze Yijing dares to pat his chest to assure you that I will definitely beat Wu Tian like a dog. Lie on the ground without moving. If the grand master refuses to agree, then you should think about the Long Ze scene, whether it is worth it to go all out like this."

Cai Jing bit his lower lip slightly, Long Ze's scene was clearly extortion.

But he was on a pirate ship and had no other choice.

"I can agree to your conditions, but you have to prove it to the old man, do you really have the ability to defeat Wu Tian?"

Cai Jing stared at Long Ze and said indifferently.

Long Ze sneered at Yijing, and suddenly raised the Japanese saber to chop off at the big tree in the distance.

A sword energy rushed out, across the big tree in the distance.

In the next second, the big trees snapped together.

Cai Jing was surprised, there was a flat cut on Dashu's waist.

In one go, without muddling.

"How about it, Grand Master, now, you should believe that I have this ability?"

Longze put away the Japanese knife in a scene.

Cai Jing came back to his senses and nodded again and again: "Mr. Long Ze is really powerful, I believe what you said is true. But I still have one condition, that is, I want Wu Tian's life."

Long Ze smiled, nodded and said: "Don't worry, Grand Master, even if you don't tell me, I will kill him."

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In the palace, Emperor Song also received the news of the duel between Long Zeyi and Wu Tian.

He sat on the dragon chair alone, and said to the eunuch who was serving at the side: "Do you think I should support Wu Tian?"

The eunuch bowed his hands to Emperor Song: "Your Majesty, this old slave is just an eunuch. I dare not participate in state affairs, and I dare not talk too much."

Emperor Song was annoyed: "If I want you to say it, you can say it. Where can there be so much nonsense?"

Seeing that Emperor Song was angry, the eunuch knelt down and kowtowed.

"Get up and talk!"

The eunuch stood up and tremblingly said: "Since Your Majesty wants this old slave to speak, then this old slave will dare to say some of his own little opinions. The old slave feels that the national teacher is a member of my Great Song Dynasty, and his every move represents The image of my Great Song. If the National Teacher wins this competition, not only will I be able to enhance my Great Song's prestige, but also let the Japanese know that my Great Song is full of talents, and your majesty will also win the reputation of knowing people and making good use of them."

Hearing these words from the servant and eunuch, Emperor Song pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"You really have some truths in what you said, why didn't I think of this. Tomorrow, I will lead the left minister and all the civil and military officials to go to the martial arts competition stage to cheer for the national teacher!"

"Yes! The old slave will go down and get ready."

The servant and eunuch withdrew.

The next day, just before dawn, people from all over the world gathered under a one-meter-high, five-meter-long, and two-meter-wide arena on the outskirts of Tokyo.

"You said, who will win this time?"

"I think it should be the Japanese named Longze Yijing. I heard that this guy is the junior brother of the Japanese sword master, and his swordsmanship is extremely high."

"Bah, that's not true. If I say that our national division will definitely win the scene of Longze. Think about it, the 80 Liao army was wiped out by our national division. If we defeated a small scene of Longze, then Not to mention!"

"Nonsense! Marching and fighting are all about strategy. Now it's a martial arts competition, and the competition is real kung fu. Can it be the same?"

"Why is it different? Tell me, did you buy the scene of Longze, so you hope the national teacher loses, right?"

(End of this chapter)