Full-time King

Chapter 2179 Nishikawa Musashi

Inujiro, who escaped death, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If Nishikawa Musashi had not taken action just now, he would have been in danger.

In this competition, he obviously also had to play the role of translator.

Ling Feng picked his nose and didn't even look at Nishikawa Musashi: "Who the hell are you? Now that the rules are set, we must abide by them. Otherwise, I think a group fight is better. Can we modify the rules? Of course, a group fight means that a group of us beat you up, or a one-on-one fight is also fine. You can challenge all of us alone. You can choose any of the rules I modify."

Inujilang mumbled Lingfeng's words to Nishikawa Musashi. Nishikawa Musashi's face turned pale and he began to roar at Inujilang. Lingfeng could even see the spit flying onto Inujilang's face. Poor Inujilang didn't even dare to wipe it off.

This situation made Ling Feng a little confused. Inujiro's status was not low. As the owner of a large martial arts hall, he was actually scolded like a grandson. It was really unusual.

But everyone behind them still acted as if it was a matter of course.

"Mr. Nishikawa Musashi said, don't you have any honor as a warrior? If it is a pattern like this, Mr. Nishikawa Musashi will personally hang the plaque on the signboard of your martial arts school. Well, sir, please agree to Mr. Nishikawa Musashi's request." Inujiro shrank his neck and translated reluctantly. The last sentence was obviously his own idea.

"If you are willing to be a traitor, I can consider agreeing to it. But accepting someone like you will tarnish our martial arts school. It's up to you to choose whether to fight or not. It's not even noon yet, so take your time. Why are you in such a hurry? Are you in a hurry to eat?"

It didn't matter to Ling Feng what kind of fighting method it was. He just couldn't take advantage of the other party's intentions, and he just wanted to disgust those people on the other side.

Inujiro discussed it with Nishikawa Musashi again, and Nishikawa Musashi finally nodded, but did not leave. He looked at Qiu Song and said sternly: "Nishikawa Musashi, please teach me!"

Qiu Song felt his hair stand on end. The Nishikawa Musashi opposite him was almost a head shorter than him, but he felt extremely dangerous, as if he was facing a wild wolf that had been hungry for more than ten days. If he was not careful, he would die.

Ling Feng thought for a moment, took a few stones and put them in his hands, and said to Qiu Song: "Don't worry, attack boldly. If you are in danger, I will save you."

Qiu Song's heart finally calmed down after hearing this word. He was a smart man. Although he had never seen Ling Feng's skills, the roar just now was more powerful than anyone else on the scene, even more powerful than his own master. It was obvious that his strength was definitely extraordinary.

Qiu Song launched an attack with all his strength, but Nishikawa Musashi's samurai sword only needed to poke, stab and chop easily, forcing him to be in a panic.

Finally, the somewhat impatient Nishikawa Musashi started to launch a killing move. Just when Qiu Song couldn't resist, the stone in Ling Feng's hand flew out and just blocked his samurai sword.

Only then did Qiu Song quickly admit defeat.

Although Ling Feng's stone was very fast, the people present could still notice it. For a moment, the ronin warriors began to make a fuss and scolded Ling Feng.

Nishikawa Musashi was also unhappy. Under the questioning of Inujiro's translation, he said, "Why did you suddenly intervene? You just said that you would abide by the rules, but you broke the rules. Please give us an explanation."

"What a bullshit explanation! You're stupid, you're stupid. You can't even see that." Ling Feng cursed. If he hadn't taken action just now, Qiu Song would definitely have died at the hands of Nishikawa Musashi. Nishikawa Musashi didn't hold back at all and it was obvious that he wanted to kill.

"Who among you who is at the level of dark power and has the highest strength, come forward. Don't worry about your life safety. I want three options for these Japanese devils." Ling Feng's protective nature broke out, and he said something to the selected list. The murderous words made Inujiro's head shrink.

"Eldest brother?"

Everyone's eyes were on the oldest person, a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face and thick calluses, which made him look more like a farmer than a warrior.

"What does three legs mean, young sir? He only has two legs?"

The honest senior brother looked confused and looked at Nishikawa Musashi carefully, but still couldn't find where the third leg was.

"Cough cough..."

Ling Feng was just about to take a sip of tea when he was shocked by the words of this senior brother. He thought to himself that his uncle must be a remarkable man to be able to be taught like this.

"Do you understand a man's leg?"

Ling Feng winked at his senior brother.

"don't know."

The eldest brother shook his head honestly.

Li Hu is a young man after all, and his mind is much more active. Qiu Song, for example, was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he almost laughed out loud.

Ling Feng was completely defeated and pointed at Nishikawa Musashi: "That thing between the legs, how did you become a eunuch?"

"Oh, I understand. Please rest assured, young master. Since he dared to kill Junior Brother Qiu, I will definitely make him live a life worse than death! Unless it is a life-and-death situation, please do not take action, young master."

The eldest brother clasped his fists solemnly, walked to the weapon rack, and selected a mountain-splitting broadsword.

Nishikawa Musashi looked at him with contempt and hooked his finger at him.

Facts have proved that Nishikawa Musashi does have the right to be proud.

The eldest brother's sword was powerful and heavy, and he swung it with great vigor, but Nishikawa Musashi's attack speed was much faster than the eldest brother's. As a result, every time he counterattacked, the eldest brother had to change his tactics to defend himself.

The mountain-splitting knife weighed at least thirty pounds. As time went on, the eldest brother's knife gradually slowed down.

The only way to defeat martial arts in the world is to be faster. His broadsword certainly made Nishikawa Musashi dare not take it head-on, and he could only use cleverness to resist. However, the edge of Nishikawa Musashi's samurai sword was equally sharp, and being hit by it must have been unpleasant.

There was a gleam in Ling Feng's eyes, and he flicked his fingers. A ball of air formed by fighting spirit hit his leg. Nishikawa Musashi staggered, and his head was almost hit by the eldest brother's mountain-splitting sword!

"idiot!"

Nishikawa Musashi was furious, but no one in the field saw anyone take action, so he could only look at Ling Feng hatefully. His intuition told him that this was the man who was behind the incident.

Nishikawa Musashi's movements became more cautious. He did not seek to achieve anything but to avoid making mistakes. In this state, unless Ling Feng directly killed him with his fighting spirit, he would be unable to do anything to him.

However, the opponent is a person at the peak of dark energy after all. If you want to kill him, you need to consume a lot of long-distance fighting energy, which will form an obvious air mass that even a fool can see.