Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"Boss Jiang."

"Mr. Mo."

"Boss Ye."

The three greeted each other, and Jiang Taiping sat on the chair and closed his eyes, as if he was resting his mind. Now the real control of the Jiang family is in the hands of Jiang Yanfei, and his visit this time is just a formality.

Ye Bing frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Are those two Japanese?"

I saw Jiang Yanfei standing next to a woman who was about 1.6 meters tall in a cherry blossom kimono and clogs, with a small bundle behind her back, fluffy bangs, hair tied on top of her head, and a cherry blossom bead hairpin. She looked pretty and lovely, although she was young But seeing so many great people, he didn't feel timid in the slightest.

The other is a man, wearing a loose samurai costume, with a Taidao on his waist, and his whole body is as imposing as a sword drawn out of its sheath.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Ye, next is Minako Yamano from the Yamano family. I have met all the adults." Minako looked at the crowd, folded her hands on her belly, and said bent down.

"Are you from the Yamano family?" Ye Changsheng looked surprised: "Who is Yamano Yidao?"

"Itto Yamano is my grandfather." Minako said calmly, but there was a hint of arrogance in her eyes.

The Ye family and the Jiang family both have a medical business in Tokyo, and the competition is very strong. Naturally, they know what kind of existence the Yamano family in Yamanashi Prefecture, Tokyo is. The current patriarch of the family, Yamano Yidao, is a master of swordsmanship and a person who has been interviewed by the cabinet.

"Sure enough, the Jiang family invited people from the Shanye family." Ye Changsheng muttered to himself, his eyes fell on the man in the samurai uniform, showing a slight smile, "It's a pity that Shanye Yidao didn't come over in person."

"My grandpa is retreating at home. This is my grandpa's most proud disciple, Duan Shui Liu, who is now a master of the ninth dan of kendo." Minako said flatly.

Duan Shuiliu raised his head slightly, his face was full of arrogance, and several cold lights flickered in his eyes.

Mo Chuyang said, "With such a Japanese swordsman, you dare to come to our territory in Shuzhou to act wild?"

The Mo family in Shuzhou used to be brilliant for a while, and it was not well-known at first, but since Mo Chuyang became the master of martial arts, he went upstream and became the head of the four major families for ten years, dominating Furong City, overlooking the entire territory of Shuzhou. No one dared to challenge Mo Chuyang's majesty.

But since the news of Mo Chuyang's illness was reported three years ago, the Jiang family, the Han family, and the Ye family began to make moves, but they never challenged him head-on. Now that Zhuo Bufan came, the Ye family and the Mo family were in the same spirit, becoming a comrade in the trenches.

"I have long heard that Mo is always the martial arts master of the Dragon Kingdom. A master like a dragon cannot be humiliated, but my senior brother is also the top master of swordsmanship in our Japanese country. This time, I have traveled thousands of miles across the sea. I just want to learn the martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom. Master's kung fu." Minako said.

Duan Shuiliu took a step forward, exuding a powerful coercion from his body, and the ordinary people around him felt a kind of overwhelming pressure, and they even had difficulty breathing.

"Hmph, Japanese swordsmen dare to come to my territory to play wild." Mo Chuyang snorted coldly, exuding a powerful aura from his body.

The two different auras seemed to be colliding in the void, emitting a series of sparks. With Mo Chuyang supporting them, the pressure on the people around them dissipated a lot.

After finishing speaking, Mo Chuyang stood up, "Since Mr. Zhuo hasn't come yet, it's better to let the old man try the sword skills of Japanese swordsmen."

"Father." Mo Susu's eyes showed worry. Although Mo Chuyang got the dragon fish balls from Zhuo Bufan, he was seriously ill for a long time, and even if he was treated, it would take time to recover.

"Don't worry, get my Longquan sword." Mo Chuyang said calmly with his hands behind his back.

After all, as a martial arts master, he naturally has his own dignity. If he is bullied by Japanese swordsmen and dare not speak up, how will he gain a foothold in the martial arts world in the future? I'm afraid his title of master will be laughed at.

Soon, the butler took out the black sword box, and inside lay a long sword of cold light about three feet three inches long. There was a chill.

The hilt also doesn't have any fancy carvings, only the word Mo is written on it.

This sword was forged by a famous swordsmith in Longquan when Mo Chuyang was young. He had never taken it out and used it. Mo Susu knew that his father was going to be serious this time.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Mo Chuyang's real energy fluctuated, covering the entire sword body in an instant, and a cool streamer flashed across the cold sword body.

"The sword is a good sword, but unfortunately it is much worse than my 'Maru Saber'."

Duan Shui Liu pulled out the Taidao from his waist, about three feet shorter than Mo Chuyang's sword, showing an arc. The hilt was made of wood and wrapped with a string of sandalwood Buddha beads. An extremely sharp feeling.

Minako showed pride on her face, and explained: "Master Nichiren once lived in seclusion in Yamanashi Ken. At that time, the master wore a sword with him. This is the Taidao. And he wrapped a number of beads on the handle as a "sword for destroying evil and showing righteousness." , and one of our famous swords in Japan.”

"Okay, let me try your Taidao, or my sword is better." After Mo Chuyang finished speaking, he stabbed with his sword.

A cold light flickered on the sword, and suddenly several gorgeous sword flowers appeared in the air, making people dazzled.

The frenzied sword energy splashed out, and the grass broke immediately, and several white marks were drawn by the sword energy on the bluestone in the yard.

A group of juniors have never seen such a level of fighting. Compared with the Israeli martial arts they learned, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Taekwondo, and boxing, I don’t know how many times stronger. It’s like watching a duel between masters in the martial arts world. At the same time more passionate.

"Can uncle beat him?" Mo Hua showed doubts.

Mo Kaicheng snorted coldly and said: "Brother is a master of martial arts, one person can fight against the entire Mo family, what kind of Japanese swordsman is just a chicken and a dog."

"snort."

Duan Shui Liu snorted coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, suddenly his wrist flicked, the sword in his hand slashed out violently, and changed three times in the air, with extremely skillful, tricky angles, he slashed with the sword with incomparably powerful force , drawing an arc of sword energy in the air.

"boom!"

A white cloud ring emanated from the place where the two swords collided, and those who stood closer were almost blown to the ground by the airflow.

Shock appeared in Mo Chuyang's eyes, and the sword in his hand snapped at the sound, and the sword that cut off the water did not stop at all, and slashed at Mo Chuyang's neck without hesitation.

Finally, it stopped three centimeters in front of Mo Chuyang's neck, and goosebumps popped up on his prickly skin.

"Defeated?" The teacup in Mo Kaicheng's hand fell on the table, hot tea flowed out, and the teacup twirled around, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.