"Hmm... I didn't say anything." He became more and more determined as he spoke, nodding his head and looking at Kazuo solemnly.

Yifu's hand holding the oar was trembling, he looked at him in surprise, and sighed, "You are really shameless."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Shut up."

"Yes, Lord Ivan."

Just when the two were arguing, Ivankov had already discovered Sorata, and she frowned slightly.

"It's all right, Ms. Ivan."

"It's all right, Lightning, just saw an interesting boy."

I saw a man also wearing a black robe and orange-blue glasses walking out from behind Ivankov. His hairstyle was similar to the "club blossom" in playing cards. The left half of his hair was orange and the right half was white. There was a lightning bolt from his forehead to his right eye. of scars (female).

She looked ahead calmly and gently, with her right hand straight and palm down, and her left hand gracefully shook the red wine glass in her hand and said.

"It's amazing, it can actually run on water."

As she spoke, she raised her glass and took a sip, "Ms. Ivan, this boy seems to be aiming at us."

"What to do... what to do, it's coming for us!"

Ivankov, with his legs bent and trembling from the sudden exaggerated movement, opened his mouth and shouted.

"Master Ivan, are you okay!" Seeing Ivankov like this, Yifu shouted worriedly.

"Talent, talent, talent..."

Ivankov's precarious body suddenly turned 180 degrees and raised his hands, "I won't be afraid."

Kazuo and the others on board laughed and applauded wildly.

"So I'm not afraid!"

"I was tricked again!"

"Ha ha……"

Lightning stood aside, looking at them with a smile on his face.

For the upcoming Sorata, she is not nervous at all, after all, this is the East China Sea, the weakest sea.

Chapter 6 A Duel Against the Legend

On the pier in the harbor of Shiji Village, Seymour, there was a lively noise.

"Wow! What is Sorata doing here?"

"He, he won't want to fight that giant!"

"No way, after all, depending on the size, the strength is too different!"

"It's hard to say, after all, it's Sorata."

"Yes, yes! Sorata is very powerful!"

……

Everyone on the pier looked curiously at the two confronting each other on the sea. Even though they had seen Sorata training by the sea with a mountain-sized barbell on his back, they couldn't help worrying about him.

Because just looking at the body shape, the two people are too different!

Sorata stopped in front of the boat, looked at the Ivankovs who were laughing wildly, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he shouted excitedly.

"Ambrio Ivankov."

Ivankov turned his head, leaned forward, and poked his head out of the bow.

Because his head is too big, it blocks the sunlight and casts a large shadow on the sea.

And Sorata was standing right in his shadow.

He looked down at Sorata and asked in surprise, "Cute boy, do you know me?"

"I'm just here to discuss with you, please be serious, or you may die."

Sorata looked at Ivankov who was approaching, and didn't answer anything, but just stated his purpose of coming.

Then he bent his left leg, took a step back with his right foot, leaned forward, raised the knife and stared closely at Ivankov, slowly held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and made an offensive posture.

At this time, Ivankov seemed to be really frightened by Sorata's aura.

His head quickly shrank back, cold sweat broke out, his hands waved in front of him again and again, and he spoke incoherently.

"Please... please stop, don't take out that kind of weapon. It's dangerous, dangerous! People will die. If you get cut, die, die, die..."

He retreated to the middle of the boat, suddenly raised his head and chest, raised his hands high and shouted loudly: "I can't die!"

"So it's impossible to die!"

"I was tricked again!"

Then came a burst of wild laughter.

The corner of Sorata's mouth twitched wildly, this guy doesn't take him seriously!

With his right hand holding the knife, his entire arm grew bigger, and a circle of light black gas wrapped around the knife along the handle.

His current armed strength and quantity are still relatively low, so he can only do so.

Raising his head and staring at the back of Ivankov's neck, his feet suddenly stepped on the sea surface dozens of times at high speed.

"shave!"

"Whoosh-!"

The sea surface under his feet suddenly sank, and his whole body rushed towards Ivankov at an extremely fast speed.

Ivankov seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned around and blinked his left eye in front of him.

"Hell winks!"

A shock wave went forward.

And Sorata just appeared in front of the trajectory of the shock wave, and he quickly drew his sword.

"Shave · draw the knife and chop!".

boom--!

A wave of air rushed in all directions from the place of impact.

Sorata and Shockwave only stood in a stalemate for a few seconds before being pushed back by the shockwave's enormous force.

His body quickly slid across the surface of the sea, plowing a long ravine, and he retreated tens of meters before stopping.

Looking at the small boat drifting outward with the air waves in the distance, a trace of solemnity flashed across Sora's excited face.

Really strong!It's just a casual blow, the power is so great, it seems that you can only use your full strength.

He rose up from the sea and stood on the surface of the sea in the air, without a drop of sea water on his body.

But at this time, everyone on the boat shouted excitedly: "Here it is, Mr. Ivan's very ordinary blink of an eye, a wink from hell."

Lightning stood aside calmly, without any excitement from the crowd.

Although her body is up and down with the bumpy boat

, while his legs were firmly nailed to the boat, motionless.

She gracefully raised her glass, took a sip of the red wine, and looked up at Ivankov.

"Ms. Ivan, you can't fight at sea anymore, this small boat can't bear it."

"Hmm--! I can feel that the cute boy is not malicious. It seems that it is really just a simple discussion." x33yqxs.com

Ivankov looked at the creaking boat and thought for a while.

He raised his head and shouted to Sorata in front of him, "Hey! Cute boy."

"What?"

"If you want to compete, go to land! If you want me to take it seriously, you have to give me room to play."

Sorata looked awkwardly at the boat pointed at him, held the handle of the knife, swayed the knife beautifully, and put the knife back into the sheath.

He glanced at the boat, turned around and walked towards the pier.

"Come along!"

……

"Sorata, are you okay!"

Back on the boat at the pier, everyone gathered around.

Sorata smiled and waved his hand.

"How could something happen, I just tried it out, and we will fight again when they get to the shore later."

"Still fighting, the aftermath of that blow almost blown me away," Ah Hua exclaimed with an exaggerated expression.

Everyone nodded.

At this moment, there was a burst of greetings from the village.

"Mr. Koshiro, good morning!"

"Mmm! Good morning, Uncle."

"Why did Mr. Koshiro come out today?"

"Well! I just heard something, so I came out and walked around."

……

With a smile on his face, Koshiro nodded to the fishermen one by one, and answered a sentence or two from time to time.

When everyone on the boat heard the sound, they all turned their heads to look at the pier, saw Koshiro coming towards this side, and they got off the boat quickly.

The gymnasium is on the mountainside behind the port, not far from here, and you can see the entire port at a glance.

Koshiro walked to the side of the boat, watched everyone get off the boat, and then asked Yiku, "Uncle Yiku, tell me what's going on! I heard the movement from a long way away."

After Ichiku briefly explained the matter, Koshiro looked at Sorata behind Ichiku.

"Sorata, you are too reckless!"

Sorata shrugged his shoulders at Koshiro, and muttered: "Who told you that every time you discuss with the master this year, you are perfunctory!"

He raised his brows, and then spoke in an excited tone.

"I happened to meet a strong man today, of course I have to fight well, so I can clearly know what level I am at now!"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Koshiro's calm face.

He was just simply annoyed by Sorata. In the past few years, Sorata would come to him to compete with him almost every few days. Especially in the past year, as Sorata was promoted to the realm of swordsman, the frequency of coming to him increased significantly.

How can this work, he, Koshiro, has been staying in the Yixin Dojo just because he finds it troublesome.

In addition, his temperament is more casual, which makes it more perfunctory.

In fact, at the level of swordsman, there is no progress in simple sparring, what is needed is to fight with all your strength.

But for him and Sorata, it is impossible to use all their strength.

Jian Hao's lethality is too great, and he will suffer serious injuries if he is not careful.

boom--!

Koshiro looked in the direction of the sound, and happened to meet Ivankov who had just landed.

He pushed the frame of the mirror with his hand, and put away his always smiling expression.

"Why did a big shot like you appear in the East China Sea and come to this remote Seymo Zhiji Village?"

"I also want to say that Donghai actually has a strong man like you."

Ivankov looked at Koshiro solemnly, he was at ease with Sorata, it was just that he didn't feel much threat, but the squinting eyes on the other side was different.

The aura of the strong, not actively exuding, generally

It's hard for ordinary people not to feel it.

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