Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Upon hearing this sentence, Asuya's heart was pounding, he became extremely excited, and he felt the blood surge all over his body.

In the past, it would have been almost impossible for him to challenge Yuan Zhisheng. It was impossible for the family to allow his subordinates to challenge the eldest young master of the third family, let alone the fact that Yuan Zhisheng was appointed as the next generation patriarch of the family as soon as he debuted. The long awaited emperor.

Asuya is not stupid. He knows very well that the power of the family cannot be competed by an individual, so he has been suppressing his ambition and waiting for a suitable opportunity.

But now that the time has come, the Fierce Ghosts extended an invitation to him to build a new world. The old man who used to take care of the Kanto branch sacrificed his life. Finally, the shackles that held him back were lifted. He only needed to rely on the power of the Fierce Ghosts to long for the past. The unattainable young master Yuan Zhisheng initiates a fair fight!

But now, he can even skip this tedious process and go straight to the battle he has longed for!

Asuka stood up slowly, the smile on his lips became more and more wanton and ferocious, and his eyes were intensely staring at Minamoto Chisheng who was only a few meters away!

Defeat him and prove that you are the best in Japan!

"Asshole! Akechi Asuya, retreat quickly!"

"How dare you challenge the authority of our parents?!"

"It's so unscrupulous. Don't young people today even understand the rules?"

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The rest of the seats seemed to be exploding, and Asuya felt irritated by every angry rebuke.

He scanned the faces of a group of family elders impatiently, full of contempt.

In the eyes of the Guandong branch, the family heads have long since become useless. If these old people are allowed to rule the family, how can the family avoid decline?

"I wonder where everyone is going to put the challenge?" Asuya's pupils gradually became covered with a layer of gold.

"Why is it so complicated? It's right here."

"Aren't you afraid of damaging this temple that has been built for decades?"

"If you have this ability, a mere temple won't matter." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly. He was holding the spider to cut without even unsheathing the sword.

"Okay!" Asaya slowly drew his sword, showing no sign of anger at being slighted.

Everyone's parents are naturally qualified to say this, and he does not look down upon it in the slightest.

The name of the Emperor's Blood is by no means a false claim, but he is not without preparation for a battle. When he was studying in Kassel, he maintained an invincible record in close combat and was known as the "Demon Sword".

This battle will not involve words and spirits, but a pure swordsmanship competition.

Asuya raised his sword above his head, squatted down from a horse stance, and put on his strongest sword stand.

The tip of the alchemy knife in his hand trembled slightly, and there was a soft sound of wind in his deep breaths. His eyes were fixed on Yuan Zhisheng, looking for any flaw that might be revealed at any time. His murderous intent was no longer hidden, and every breath he took was They all seemed to have a strong smell of blood, and the people he had targeted over the years were all like falling into hell.

The only sound of his breathing was heard in the hall for a while. No matter how ugly their expressions were, the heads of the families did not interfere in their fight, and even stood up and retreated to create enough space for them.

Sudden.

Asua breathed it all out in one breath!

If he doesn't move, it will be like thunder. He turns into a shadow and rushes forward on the ground. He holds the long knife in front of his chest and can slash at Yuan Zhisheng from four directions at any time!

What moved with him was a murderous intent that was so intense that it was almost suffocating.

Asuya didn't leave any room for himself. He couldn't hold back when dealing with Minamoto. He attacked with all his strength, and the sound of the knife cutting through the air was sharp and whistling.

The moment he got close, all nine cutting techniques in Japanese swordsmanship came out - Tangzhu, cassock cut, reverse cassock cut, left cross cut, right cross cut, upper left cut, upper right cut, headwind, thrust... …

In an instant, every space around Yuan Zhisheng seemed to be filled with sword light.

He calmly stared at the fanatical Asuya in his eyes, knowing that this sword was a full-strength strike for the opponent, and it was also a blow that cost his life.

At the moment when the light of the knife was about to fall, Yuan Zhisheng's hand finally fell on the handle of the spider's knife.

A thought flashed through Asuya's mind, why did everyone take so long to draw the sword? It was already too late to draw the sword at this time.

Wait...this is...

He had just grasped the handle of the knife a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye his knife was already there!

How could there be such a fast knife? !

At the same time, it seemed as if a golden sun enveloped Yuan Zhisheng. He stood in the glorious sun disk as if King Kong had come to the world, and the arc cut by the sword was the edge of the sun disk!

This sword was majestic, crushing Asuya with absolute power and speed.

The broken knife spun and flew up, grazing Asuya's cheek and leaving a trail of blood.

In one stroke, life and death were separated.

Asuya stood there blankly, unable to understand how there could be such a fast sword. This has exceeded the limit of human power. This is... the blood of the emperor?

Minamoto put the sword into its sheath, and passed by Asuya with the sword in hand, arriving at the door.

He stood with his knife in hand and stared at the night for a long time without saying a word. Only the strong wind outside blew his black windbreaker, making a hunting sound like a flag fluttering.

The young underworld emperor finally showed his imperial majesty again at this moment, making everyone present have to look up to him.

"I've seen your knife, and that's it for today."

"Family heads, I don't know what you are thinking, and I don't know if there are traitors among you. I just want to tell you that the war is about to begin, and there is no way back for us."

“I’ve been thinking a lot lately that the reason why our ancestor Minamoto Yorimitsu became a hero recorded in history was not only due to his own bloodline and courage, but also because he had loyal and brave retainers like the “Four Heavenly Kings of Yorimitsu” under him. "

Yuan Zhisheng slowly turned his head and glanced across everyone's faces.

The people he looked at all had shortness of breath, bowed their heads, and did not dare to move too much.

In real history, the four warriors named Usui Sadamitsu, Watanabe Tsuna, Bube Nobita, and Sakata Kintoki were all hybrids who served Minamoto no Yorimitsu. During the Heian era when "demon" was rampant, they fought against each other back to back on the battlefield. For its protection, its reputation has been passed down to this day.

All the family heads present understood what they wanted to say!

"I have always thought that you are my kings, loyal, brave, and unyielding... you are the cornerstone of my family and my family." Yuan Zhisheng sighed softly, "But now I am beginning to doubt this view. Can I really catch up? Is it the merits of our ancestors? How much of the family’s will to inherit is left?”

Everyone lowered their heads in shame.

Ashiya woke up from the haze of failure, silently returned to his original position, knelt down and bowed his head.

The loser has no say.

Inuyamaga lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, knowing that this was the final mobilization. According to the plan that the parents had discussed with him before, the last critical moment had arrived so quickly...

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"Aren't you afraid that your brother will wake up and settle the score with you?" the masked woman said calmly.

Lu Mingze pretended to be stupid and said, "What's the deal with me?"

The woman glanced at him and said calmly: "If you let Eri enter the night food plain, aren't you afraid that Izanami will take the opportunity to seize Eri's body? Don't forget, Izana is hiding in the night food field. The beauty cannot be compared to the residual consciousness in the holy corpse. If something happens, your brother will not let you go, but he will not let go of this world."

Lu Mingze smiled and said: "It can't be that simple. Without the inherited genes of the holy bones, it would be useless for Izanami to rob my cheap sister-in-law's body. This is not in line with her plan."

"Mars has reached a preliminary alliance with Herzog. It is not difficult for Mars to snatch the holy relics."

"Mars? This guy is one of the people who least wants to see Xiao Bai return." Lu Mingze shrugged, "Do you expect him to cooperate with Xiao Bai?"

The woman narrowed her eyes and said, "You know what I'm talking about. There's no need to pretend to be stupid. Mars can suppress Izanami's spiritual body hiding in the Night Food Plain. When he gets the holy bones, Herzog will Get some of Izanami's authority just like last time, even more complete."

"I know." Lu Mingze smiled and narrowed his eyes, "But I bet our Dr. Herzog will not do what Mars wants. How could our dear and respectable doctor believe in a cunning dragon? ? He only believes in himself!"

"Don't you think this would be interesting? Think about it, our doctor trusts Mars on the surface, but in fact he has a secret plan, waiting until the last moment to make a comeback and take advantage of everyone, but he made a mistake in his calculations. Mars really came with sincerity, but in the end his caution only tricked him, causing him to lose his last hope, and also made Mars, who was sincere, return in vain. Oh my, I think. Even thinking about it makes me feel like killing someone is heartbreaking.”

The little devil sighed, but his eyes were full of gloating.