The legendary old man’s long journey of saving money

Several beautiful women with long swords danced around the iron cage, and countless bloody petals fell from the crimson dome in the air to the music. The petals fell to the ground and converged on the ground of the arena to form a path shaped like a river, extending from the edge of the arena to the iron cage where Sasuke was.

Meandering and flowing, red as blood.

Blood drifted, and the king was furious.

Sasuke's heart did not have Poland at the moment, just holding his shoulders and waiting for this opponent to come and "send him to death".

"Alas, I will fight to the death with him without injustice and hatred, and I don't know if I will be soft hearted and will not be able to do it later."

Without much thought, as the music became abruptly intense, his opponent slowly descended from the dome of the venue tied by a wire.

The state of the Sword Saint was really embarrassed to the extreme, and even the appearance had to be supported by two armored warriors of the Iron Country to fall from the air.

After landing, according to the original stage arrangement, the blower blew the petals around him and danced, but almost knocked him down. Fortunately, the samurai on both sides reacted extremely quickly and helped him in time, so that there was no stage accident.

The scene is simply bleak to the extreme.

Looking at the "Sword Saint" who was supported by two samurai along the blood road, Sasuke was really afraid that the other party would fall to the ground before he reached the iron cage.

In a short way, the other party seemed to have walked for a long time, and waited until Sasuke was already impatient with the sword saint before entering the iron cage.

Clogs, swords, swords.

Even though the other party had been covered in scales, Sasuke's eyelids still jumped for no reason, and even if the other party's strength had been greatly reduced, his Grandmaster cultivation still made Sasuke feel a great threat.

"Is this the momentum of a master? It's already heartbreaking before it even makes a move. It is worthy of being a sword saint! It's a pity. Thinking

that the other party looked like this, it was really invincible, and Sasuke planned to try to convince the other party to give up the match.

Before Sasuke could speak, the sword saint whose samurai robe was stained red with blood stood up, holding the sword in both hands and shouting: "In the country of the lower iron Conan Dao ronin Shinichi, bet on the name of the sword saint to ask for advice!" Today is divided into both life and death. At

this point, any more words Sasuke said would be an insult to the other party. I had to clasp my fists and nod my head to show respect.

Seeing this, Naruto, who was watching the battle from afar, announced the official start of the match.

In the cheers of the audience, the sword saint did not draw his sword, but placed it on the ground on the left side of his body and slowly knelt down on his knees facing Sasuke.

"First the blade added to my body, breaking my bones. Then the fire burned and hurt my heart. Finally, hungry beasts attacked people and ate my flesh and blood. Your Excellency's competition is really fair! The

sword saint trembled and tied his loose hair behind his back, and the raging anger and endless killing intent in his eyes pierced Sasuke.

Sasuke's gaze, on the other hand, was frank and unwavering.

"I set out from the Land of Iron, and fought all the kendo masters in the world with one person and one sword, and I didn't taste a single defeat! I didn't think about it today, but I lost at the hands of Er and other small disciples, I am not willing..." Before

the words fell, Sasuke's mind moved, and he retreated sharply like an arrow off the string. I saw that he jumped directly onto the iron cage wall behind him, and his feet were like magnets adsorbed on the wall.

The sword saint, whose long knife was unsheathed, stood where Sasuke had just stood and smiled contemptuously: "I knew that a despicable person like you would never die so easily." Little thief, you have no way back, and the next knife is not so easy to dodge!

Sasuke's chest clothes had a long cut through it, revealing the black tight soft armor hidden inside. Even if he blocked this sword with his soft armor, the impact of the sword saint's sword still made Sasuke swell in five times for a while.

In order to let the unknown masses understand what had just happened, the big screen began to slowly play the movements of the sword saint just now.

Under the slow playback, the kneeling sword saint held the long scabbard on the ground with his left hand and threw the scabbard back, while holding the handle of the sword in his right hand, and the whole person burst into a sudden attack and swung the deadly sword he had just slashed at Sasuke.

Watching the slow-motion replay, the audience gasped for a while. If it weren't for this challenger's quick reaction and timely dodge, the knife just now would have killed him!

"See? See? That's the legendary Ihoi chop!

"The soldier is also sophisticated, I didn't expect that the sword saint is not only a sword art everyone, but also a war art everyone!"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the audience, and he didn't feel at all how despicable the sword saint's sneak attack was just now.

Sasuke, who was attached to the wall of the iron cage like a spider, was already dead in ash.

"New senior, if I want to die, I also want to die. Judging from the knife just now, your injury doesn't seem to be so serious. "

The sword saint's clogs randomly trampled on the ground to death an insect pig, and purple juice splashed everywhere.

He smiled disdainfully: "Not bad! I was indeed seriously injured yesterday, but thanks to the help of your noble people, my injuries are completely healed! Saying

that, the Sword Saint directly took off the samurai robe on his body, revealing the horrific wounds on his body.

Knife wounds, arrow wounds, burns left by fire ninjutsu.

Countless wounds confirmed that his Sword Saint name was not a wasted name, and these healed wounds also revealed the noble identity of the person who treated him.

In Jiraiya's office, Orochimaru in front of the window watched this radical change in the field with interest, and his index finger gently tapped the goblet in his hand.

"This cup, honor Tsunade, honor this brilliant medical skill."

Saying that, the big snake pill drank the wine in the cup.

Sitting on the sofa and watching the screen, Ji Lai was still confused, and he asked puzzledly: "Didn't you bet on Mikoto's fourth game to save people?" So what happened when you healed the injury of the third player?

Without waiting for Tsunade to answer, Orochimaru had already told Jiraiya about the subtlety of Yuzhong Jiraiya: "Today's four battles are battles to show the prestige of the Uchiha clan. Whether it was Sasuke or Mikoto, the people of the Uchiha clan had to play all four matches. So if Mikoto saves people in the third game, she will naturally compete on her behalf in the fourth game. When

he heard this, he took a sip of the bitter wine in his cup: "You just want a million taels to tell me, why make a mess for me here?" Alas.

Tsunade-hime walked up to Jiraiya and sat on Jiraiya's lap and kissed him affectionately on the forehead. With no outsiders, Tsunade-hime did not hide the slightest intention of hiding their intimate relationship.

"It's not a mess. There are big people who pay a lot of money to let me treat him! You know, I'm a doctor, and if someone pays me to treat a disease, can I still not treat it?

Jiraiya thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Someone wants Sasuke to die?"

"I only care about saving people, how can I know about murder?"

Orochimaru didn't like to drink, but today he enjoyed the contents of the cup. There was no other reason, since the last time he was framed and fled the village, he had not seen such a wonderful conspiracy for a long time.

Some people want to show the powerful combat power of a clan to pave the way for their heirs to ascend to the supreme throne of the village, and naturally there are also people who secretly tear down the stage for their own interests to make today's performance flourish.

You come and go, one after another.

Interlocking and treacherous.

"This cup, honor this great calculation."

When Zi Lai heard this, he echoed: "Respect the old monkey."

Tsunade-hime also opened a bottle of fine wine, took the liquid in his mouth, and fed it to Jiraiya.

"Hokage who respects the iron fight."