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Chapter 96 Identity Origin
The two fought, both closed their hands, and couldn't tell who was superior for a while.

"Good boy, the fire is basically ready, let's see if you can take this trick." Sleeping Kuang Shiro, who was holding a samurai sword, said loudly when he saw that he couldn't take it off for a long time.

Takizawa Ichiro looked over there, and saw that Sleeping Kushiro put the samurai sword into the scabbard and stood in the middle of the yard.Although the saber was in its sheath, his whole body was full of sword intent.

The one with the soft sword pointed at the ground with his right hand and looked at his opponent nervously.

There was only a sound of "噗", and the samurai sword in Shirou's waist was unsheathed. Takizawa Ichiro felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he was stunned.

When he reflected again, the swords intersected, making the sound of metal clashing, and the two were at loggerheads.Takizawa Ichiro was horrified, if he was the opponent, he might not be able to avoid this sword no matter what.

Seeing that this trick was not taken off, Shiro Miankuang couldn't hold back his face, and with a surge of internal energy, he directly sent his opponent flying.

The people on the opposite side turned over one by one in the air, narrowly avoiding falling to the ground.

He only heard him speak as soon as he landed:

"You, the number one swordsman in Fusang, rely on your deep internal strength to sneak attack me, a young man, okay?" The voice was completely different from when I was talking to Takizawa Ichiro just now, I think this is a fake.

He hadn't finished complaining, but Shiro Miankuang turned his head and stared at him.

The man scratched his head and said in embarrassment:

"It seems that I won't let you say it, okay, then I won't say it."

Sleep Kuangshiro taught this man a lesson, and said to Takizawa Ichiro:
"It's really rude. This is my disciple. His nature is not bad, but he likes to play around."

The man also nodded to Takizawa Ichiro, stretched out his hand and groped his face a few times, and a mask as thin as a cicada's wings was peeled off.

This is a very young face, looking less than 20 years old, and remembering the competition in the yard just now, Takizawa Ichiro yearns for the phantom sword even more in his heart.

"Hello, my name is Tiandao Director General, and I will be the person who will be in charge of everything in the future." The man nodded.

Takizawa Ichiro was stunned for a moment, this name is very insane.

Seeing the man say this, Miankuang Shiro picked up the scabbard and pointed it at his head, and said to Takizawa Ichiro:
"He is from the Central Plains, and his name is Yao Yi. He chose this name himself."

Hearing that he was from the Central Plains, Takizawa Ichiro felt cordial, nodded to Yao Yi and said:
"Hi, I'm Takizawa Ichiro."

Yao Yi smiled and nodded at him, and said:
"I'm curious about the ninja's technique of transforming into feigning death. My hands are itchy today. I tried it and it offended me."

"It's okay, your martial arts have opened my eyes." Facing Yao Yi's kindness, Takizawa Ichiro also responded.

"Okay, I remember we met before, why did you come to see me today?" Sleeping Kuangshiro interrupted.

As soon as Miankuang Shiro asked, Takizawa Ichiro immediately gave another big gift and said:

"Senior, I came here today to learn the Illusory Sword under the sect of the senior, and I also ask the senior to accept me as a disciple."

Miankakushiro looked Takizawa Ichiro up and down a few times, shook his head and said:
"Each generation of Illusory Sword can only have one generation of heirs. As you can see, I already have a suitable disciple."

Yao Yi rolled his eyes, the other protagonists were all pulled by beauties as shields, how come they turned into shields for sloppy and greasy middle-aged people on his side?

"Senior, please accept me." Takizawa Ichiro gritted his teeth and knelt down on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the ground.

Miankakushiro shook his head and went straight into the house.

Takizawa Ichiro traveled across the ocean, just to learn Fusang's most powerful martial arts, and then go back to help his foster father.Now that Fusang's number one swordsman is right in front of him, how could he give up so easily.

"Old man, you're using me as an excuse again. Let me tell you, you've almost started looking for a successor." Yao Yi entered the room and whispered.

Sleeping Kushiro sat down in a rather bold posture and said:
"People come to me every few days, don't use you as an excuse, and they all kneel outside?"

After coming over for a while, Miankakushiro said again:

"Your Huanjian is no worse than me. It's just that your skills are still lacking. You can almost return to the Central Plains."

"Are you going to drive me away? Didn't you prevent me from going back to the Central Plains?" Yao Yi said.

Sleeping Kuangshiro turned his head to look out the window, and said lightly:

"I have nothing more to teach you, you can go. I didn't let you go back to the Central Plains because of the oath made by your ancestors. The descendants of the Han family are not allowed to set foot in the land of the Ming Dynasty. You can replace them and go back to the Central Plains, I can't stop you."

Yao Yi raised his eyebrows, but didn't speak.This time in the world, the big light ball saves effort, and only the memory is implanted in Shiro Miankuang.And because Fusang had initially settled the war, there was no need to think about the household registration.

Now Yao Yi's identity is the descendant of the anti-king Han Shantong at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. When Han Shantong was defeated, one of his descendants was left outside.After Zhu Yuanzhang won the country, he was exiled in Fusang, and he also set up the ancestral precepts that future generations should not set foot in the Central Plains.

As for why the surname is Yao now?In order to prevent Zhu Yuanzhang from chasing and killing.Anyway, the big light ball was made up like this, and Miankushiro didn't doubt it at all.In order to make it easier for Yao Yi to go back, Da Guangqiu also fabricated a scene in which his grandfather and father were obsessed with their homeland and gave instructions at the end of their lives.

Back then, Han Shantong crossed the banks of the Yellow River with his phantom sword. His descendants were not talented enough to practice it, so he had to choose a talented Fusang native to teach him.A few years ago, Yao Yi asked to learn the Illusion Sword as a descendant of the Han family, and only then did he have the careful teaching of Shiro Miankuang in the past few years.

Sleeping Kuangshiro knew that Yao Yi would not stay in Fusang, so he was not counted as the successor of the contemporary Huanjian at the beginning, so he still needed to accept a disciple.

"Who will be your shield when I leave? Or do you think the kid at the door is good?" Yao Yi pouted towards Ichiro Takizawa, who was kneeling outside, and said.

Sleeping Kushiro nodded and said:

"He is not very old, but his skills are profound, and he is also a person of great talent. Although he may not be as good as you, he can still accept my mantle."

"Since you value him, why are you fooling him? Isn't this playing tricks?" Yao Yi pouted.

Miankuang Shiro raised the knife casually, hit Yao Yi's head with the scabbard lightly, and said:

"It's just a test to test him. If everything in this world is so easy to get, people will not cherish it. Just like you, you don't have the slightest respect for me."

Yao Yi tilted his mouth and made a strange sound of tsk tsk:

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, your rhetoric is very similar to the rhetoric of the little girl in the brothel who hangs the guests."

Miankuang Shiro's expression changed, and he raised the scabbard in his hand again to hit Yao Yi.As he moved his hands, he said in his mouth:
"How old are you, have you ever been to a brothel? Ask for a beating!"

Yao Yi had been prepared for a long time, so he dodged to dodge, stuck out his tongue at Chaomian Kuangshiro, and slipped out the door.

"I have something to do today, you can let the kneeling one do it for dinner, I'll go first."

Sleeping Kuangshiro's face was not good-looking, and he remembered something immediately, and couldn't help smiling.

　New world, new character design, I hope everyone will not be too uncomfortable.

　　In the play, the fantasy sword is a martial art of the Central Plains, but it is forbidden to be passed on to the people of the Central Plains. Is there a clear explanation? I just made a second setting, which should be barely explainable.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)