technology king

Chapter 215
Night, it is dawn.

Zhao Pingan was walking alone in the streets of Tokyo. Because he didn't feel sleepy, he simply didn't plan to stay in a hotel anymore, so he just took a walk to pass the time.

Behind them was a black Toyota station wagon, which he had already spotted, but as long as they weren't making trouble, he didn't bother to bother.

Tokyo is a typical city that never sleeps. The streets are lined with neon lights. Fortunately, it is not too boring.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Pingan suddenly noticed that the surrounding environment had changed...

The neon lights were still flashing on both sides of the street, but there was no one to be seen on the street, including those brightly lit shops!

He subconsciously stopped, and a smile could not help but smile on the corner of his mouth. He sighed and said, "What an unrepentant nation! Now that you're here, why don't you show up?"

In the eyes of outsiders, he looked like a psychopath, and he said something incomprehensible to the air, but after a while, there was a sudden noise on the clean asphalt road...

"Da da... da da..."

This is the sound of clogs hitting the road.

At first glance, the sound seemed to be far away, but before Zhao Pingan looked around in the direction from which the sound came, suddenly there was another person on the road about ten meters in front of him.

Such an abrupt appearance made him subconsciously shrink his eyes!

Come here is very strong!

This is a middle-aged man in a white shirt with a warm smile on his face. If the long sword behind his back did not destroy his overall temperament, Zhao Pingan would have thought he had met a Japanese uncle who got up early for a walk. !

"It's a pleasure to meet you at Shimoji Takumu." The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said with a smile. In his calm demeanor, there was a strong confidence that broke through the clouds.

"I don't need to introduce myself, do I? You must be very clear, tell me, what's the purpose?" Zhao Pingan asked this because he didn't feel any "murderous aura" in this person. , he didn't seem to come to deal with him.

Murderous aura--a thing that cannot be explained clearly, but it does exist.

Just like when you look into the eyes of a villain, you can tell if he just wants to beat you up or kill you!

"It's very simple, I hope your Excellency can accompany me for a walk." Ji Taku Musashi said with a smile still on his face.

"What if I say 'no'?"

"Then I have no choice but to 'invite' Your Excellency to go."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to please."

"How will you know if you don't try?"

After a few simple conversations between the two, a strong wind suddenly picked up on the broad road, and the surrounding environment was no longer as peaceful as before...

"Hurry up if you want to do it. I'm hungry, and I'm rushing to have breakfast!" Zhao Pingan glanced at the mysterious Japanese middle-aged man opposite, and said impatiently.

He could feel that this person was very, very powerful!But... what does that matter to him?

"I'm waiting for your Excellency to attack." Ji Taku Musashi said with a smile, he looked very polite, but in fact, at his age and status, he really couldn't make the first move to attack a junior.

"Ink!"

Zhao Pingan looked at him indifferently, and then suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Jituo Musashi!

Ji Taku Musashi's eyes shrank sharply, and his heart was shocked!
"This speed?"

"No wonder the little doll from Baidi's family had his limbs broken!"

"Bang!" - two iron fists suddenly shook together, Ji Taku Musashi's face changed drastically, and his figure quickly retreated backwards. The wooden clogs on his feet stepped heavily on the hard asphalt road, and stone chips splashed where he landed , leaving a row of potholes as deep as an inch!

He took fifteen steps back before he could barely stop his figure, and the right fist on his back was still trembling!

On the other hand, Zhao Ping'an's body remained motionless and his expression was indifferent, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"This kind of power?" Jituo Musashi finally restrained the smile that often hung on his lips, and his expression was extremely serious. He has fought countless times in his life, not only in Japan, such as China and India. He has been to all the countries of masters. Before the age of 50, he also had defeats, but after the age of 50, the most battles were a draw, and there has been no defeat since then!
But even though he has been to so many countries and seen so many peerless masters, there has never been a single person who can defeat him with a single punch!
This person is simply invincible!
"How about it? Do you still want to fight?" For some reason, Zhao Ping'an couldn't bear the idea of ​​destroying this Japanese man. He hoped that this man would retreat in spite of difficulties, not to mention that he had the [Cosmic Force Shield] ] Standing next to him, he is already in an invincible position. Even with his own strength and speed, this person cannot compete!

"It's not about fighting, but some of your actions have already threatened the dignity of the motherland, so...you can't do without fighting." Ji Taku Musashi said in a deep voice, logically speaking, he should be happy, such opponents have found all the world It is hard to find, but he is really not happy at the moment, because this is not an evenly matched battle.

The opponent is really too strong!
So strong that even he, the majestic Japanese sword master, felt invincible in his heart!

This is something that has never happened in Jituo Musashi's century-old life!
From his perspective, he has clearly seen the difference in this person, which is completely different from those ancient Chinese martial arts masters in his impression. This person does not seem to have mysterious martial arts, and only relies on non-human beings. General physical fitness only!

"How? How can a person's physical fitness be trained to such a perverted level?" Ji Tuo Musashi was full of doubts.

"In this case, let's do it!" Zhao Pingan shrugged helplessly. He couldn't refute this reason. Even though he didn't hate this person, the two people's positions were different, and it was destined that this battle would not be easy. End.

"It's better to be respectful than obedience." After that, Jituo Musashi slowly carried a long sword behind his back. This sword is about 1.5 meters long, and the scabbard is simple and worn out, which looks nothing out of the ordinary.

It's just that when Jituo Musashi held the long sword, his eyes were filled with endless love, as if this sword was a beauty he had known for many years.

"The name of the sword is 'Budu'. I haven't unsheathed it since I was 80 years old. I call it unsheathed today to show my respect to Your Excellency."

"What?" Zhao Pingan couldn't help being taken aback by his bland words, damn, this person in front of him is actually 80 years old, oh no, maybe they are all over a hundred years old!
It's done!
After a long time, he was fighting with an old man?
"No more fights, no more fights, it's boring." Zhao Pingan waved his hand directly, and lost interest in an instant. It's not how noble he is, it's just bullying the elderly and children. Our classmate Zhao can't do it. !
Jituo Musashi was already full of fighting spirit, but suddenly he made such a fuss, he couldn't help showing a surprised expression on his face, and asked, "Why?"

"Damn! Don't you Japanese know how to respect the old and love the young? In our China, this is a good virtue that has been passed down since ancient times! I said you, an old man, have nothing to do with the young people's affairs? Go home, wash and sleep , staying up late is not good for your health!"

"You!" Rao Yidituo Musashi's qi-nourishing kung fu, after hearing such words, he couldn't help but blush, thinking that he, a majestic Japanese swordsman, would be regarded as old one day, so...'Sorry' Shot?
"Your Excellency, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Chong-"

Accompanied by a metallic roar, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared, that white light pierced the sky like a flash of lightning in the dark night!

Fudu Yuhun - the legendary sword of killing gods in Japan, after more than 20 years of silence, finally unsheathed again!
(End of this chapter)