Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Kamakura City, Kanagawa Prefecture.

"Master Masaki."

The 80-year-old man walked slowly to the basement of the bank, walking slowly, and he was powerful and powerful. He was either in a high position or a martial arts expert.

If it weren't for the age spots on his face that betrayed his age, his overall body would be as tough as a sixty-year-old man.

If everyone in the island country is so tough - then the pressure on the island country's pension will be even greater...

"Is this...that knife?"

The underground vault is specially cleared to store the demon sword.

Zhengmu Dayou didn't want to use the demon sword to describe it. He would never agree with which sword is a demon sword. This is an insult to the sword!

The only weird thing is the person who uses the knife, not the knife.

Murderers are not soldiers, but people.

Simple and unpretentious, with a hidden edge.

From the handle of the knife, it doesn't look like a finely crafted treasure. Only the wooden handle is empty. The simple can be described as ugly, but how can such a magical knife be seen with such superficial eyes.

The handle of the knife as a whole seems to be natural, like a piece of wood that naturally grows into the shape of a handle, a wonder in the world.

uncanny workmanship.

"Master Masaki, please be more careful when picking up the knife."

After saying those words, Shiroshima Kiyomi stepped back outside the gate.

"Yeah." Masaki closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, the momentum of his whole body was raised to the peak.

All the white hair on the head is standing on end, and the blood is full.

He is Zhengmu Dayou. He has been practicing swordsmanship for more than 80 years since he was a child, and his blood has been poured into kendo all his life.

I dare not say that he is the person with the highest swordsmanship in the island country, but in Kendo and Jianxin, he must be a top-notch group.

What Masaki Dayou is good at is taking without a sword. Or take the life of an enemy in a split second!

Merciful swordsmanship.

After much consideration, I felt that only this kind of swordsmanship could soothe the bloodthirsty madness of Yaodao.

The people who were waiting outside the basement watched as Masaki Dayou slowly walked to the knife holder and reached out to touch the handle of the knife.

"Ugh."

Section Chief Shimishima Kiyomi...it should be promoted now. As the most experienced person in the supernatural response sequence under the Yuan Public Security Department, she was naturally assigned to the Supernatural Office, and her official position was also planned to rise to the next level, but Upgrades seem to be hindered by age.

It's just that there are too many troubles in the island country now, and even if Kamakura is very close to Tokyo, she has no time to go back to participate in the establishment of the Supernatural Office.

Anyway, it's your own sooner or later, you can't run away.

"Senior, Mr. Masaki, he won't have a problem."

Before the official appointment came down, Shiromijima's position was still the head of the section.

Bai Tian Yuji was not worried about Masaki Dayou's body, what she was worried about was that Masaki Dayou must not be fierce after taking the demon sword.

Zhengmu Dayou is not the kind of person who looks like a warrior. What if he took the demon sword and directly flew up, and released dozens of hundreds of sword energy.

Are these people dead or dead or dead?

Scared to death!

"I believe Mr. Masaki, if he can't do it, then there is no hope for others..."

Masaki's hand holding the knife did not move at all, and the handle of the knife did not emit any magical light. It seemed... this was a failure?

It really failed, Zhengmu Da's right face turned red, and after spending a long time with no effect, he simply let go of his hand embarrassedly.

Just complimented him on hope.

Frost Island Kiyomi couldn't help laughing, she really didn't mean to laugh.

Hearing Frost Island's laughter, the people who followed Masaki Dayou glared angrily.

They are all students or descendants of Zhengmu Dayou, and they are all masters of kendo. Hearing someone dare to laugh at their teacher is humiliating all of them!

Even if it is a big man, especially seeing that the joker is a woman, the masters of kendo can't help but come to Mortal Kombat.

"Cough cough."

She hammered her mouth with her fist, and Shimoshima hammered down the smile. She immediately suppressed her emotions and smothered the rest of the laughter in her stomach.

This is still not enough, that is Masaki Dayou.

"Headmaster..."

Kiyomi Shimoshima felt more comfortable now. She held the sword for a long time and didn't respond. It wasn't because there was something wrong with her kendo, and even Masaki Dayou didn't see it.

Sure enough, this person's favorite thing is to watch other people get shriveled.

I can't, and neither can you.

Shiroshima's weird smile frightened Yuuki Shirata to sob, and she remembered a piece of news she had just learned before.

Section Head... All girls' schools in middle school!

And according to her speculation, the principal was hurt by love in middle school!

What does this represent? !

The teacher is so scary.

Yuuki Shirata's little head has been thinking a lot these days, what if the section head wants to be harassed in the workplace, whether to follow or follow or follow.

"Eh."

With a sigh, Masaki Daiyou walked out of the room.

Kendo is not only about the level of swordsmanship, but also the disposition of that ancient well that does not change its color when the mountain collapses in front of it.

But Zhengmu Dayou's xinxing slightly collapsed at this moment.

This is different from what he thought. He made up the scene of fighting the demon sword in his mind, and then using his sword heart to subdue it. Now it seems that he thinks too much.

Shame.

"master."

"master."

Going outside and looking at the junior students who were gathered around, Masaki Da right arched his waist and waved his hand slightly.

"It seems that I'm getting old, and the demon sword doesn't agree with me."

He didn't say that it was because of his poor kendo level that the Demon Blade looked down on him, but used his age as an excuse. In the past, Masaki Dayou, who hated others mentioning his age the most, now has to use this as the last fig leaf.

Just down the hill, following the reason of Zhengmu Dayou, the descendants and students said to protect the teacher.

"Yeah, this knife seems to have its own considerations."

"Yes, in terms of swordsmanship, the master is the top in the country."

However, some people's eyes showed excitement. Even a swordsman like a master could not reach a consensus with the demon sword. It seemed that it really didn't matter whether the demon sword could be subdued and the level of swordsmanship.

Those kendo seniors who are also too old, I am afraid it will not work either.

Since it has nothing to do with the level of swordsmanship, do they also have a chance?

Humans have limits.

But after being recognized by Yaodao ~www.NovelMTL.com~, it can break through the limits of human beings and become another kind of life.

The swordsmen present are all tempted by this, and they dare to fight without retreating. This is the swordsman's heart!

A demon knife, a demon knife, even if it is demonic, it is a knife.

Such extraordinary things, those who can live in them!

"Master Masaki Daiyou, otherwise we will leave first. There is a dinner party for you here in Kamakura."

As soon as they sang and harmonized, the officials present were not interested in falling into trouble. Zhengmu Dayou was highly respected in the kendo world, and he had no conflict with them, so there was no need to sneer.

When passing through Frost Island, the descendants of Masaki didn't look good.

Only Shiroshima Kiyomi, who laughed out loud just now, was a little embarrassed. She might not know how people in this class would arrange themselves when they returned.

But even Zhengmu Dayou can't do it. It's really difficult now. Who will be the user of the demon sword has to go back and make arrangements.