After the sword light dissipated, everyone was able to see clearly the situation of the two people in the battle circle. Toyotomi Shangwu, who originally held the ancestral sword and claimed to let Xiao Ling, who was impersonating Takeda Nozomi, make a move, still held the hilt of the sword with both hands at this moment, but

The sword body had been shattered into pieces and scattered all over the floor. As for the warrior uniform on his body, it had been slashed by the sword energy and made a series of cuts. The whole clothing was turned into pieces of cloth, and pieces of it were exposed and stained.

Red skin.

And Nozomi Takeda, who had always been looked down upon, was now holding a long sword, which was intact. The tip of his sword was pointed at Toyotomi Naotake's throat. If he extended it a few inches forward, Toyotomi Naotake would definitely die.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked. Takeda Nozomi, who had been in England for eight years before returning, was so powerful. Naobu Toyotomi, who had always been considered the number one master of the young generation in Japan, could not even take one of his moves? I'm afraid the heads of several major samurai families

,nor

Maybe with one move, Toyotomi Naobu's sword was destroyed and left to die. What level of martial arts has this Takeda Nozomi reached? Could it be that at such a young age, he already has the strength to become a great master? This is really unbelievable and makes people

Can't believe it.

Sakura knew that Toyotomi Shotake could not be Xiao Ling's opponent in terms of real kung fu, but she did not expect that Xiao Ling could defeat Toyotomi Shotake with one move. No wonder he took it so calmly before, it turned out that his martial arts had already

To the point of appalling.

Xiao Ling did want to kill him, but his goal had not yet been achieved, so it was impossible for him to kill him to cut off the clues, and it was also impossible for him to kill Toyotomi Shomu and cause unnecessary trouble in front of everyone.[

"Toyotomi-kun, I accept the concession." Xiao Ling withdrew his sword and said with a graceful smile.

However, Toyotomi Naotake stood there dumbfounded, completely unresponsive, as if he hadn't heard his words. He couldn't accept that he was defeated by someone younger than him, and it was just a move.

A disastrous defeat, with no room to fight back or parry.

It turned out that he had underestimated the opponent's strength from the beginning, and seriously underestimated it. The person he had always ridiculed and ignored at all actually had the ability to make him fold his sword and wait for death. What level of strength is this?

No one he knew could have such strength, but this pretty boy he looked down upon could do it easily.

He had always thought that he was the number one master of the young generation in Japan, but it turned out that in his eyes, he was just a frog in the well, a arrogant and arrogant poor guy.

He couldn't accept such a cruel fact, couldn't accept being easily defeated by a person of his own generation, couldn't accept that the so-called top master of the younger generation turned out to be just his own wish, and couldn't accept that the honor that was already his own was taken away by others.

Xiao Ling pretended to be concerned, but said in a teasing tone: "Toyotomi-kun, are you okay? I've obviously been merciful and didn't hurt you."

Everyone was so angry that they were spitting blood. This guy was too much of a bully. Even if he won, he would forget about it and add fuel to the fire. Didn't he just want to piss people off?

Amid the dull uproar, Toyotomi Naotake's eyes slowly regained focus and looked at Xiao Ling with complicated eyes. He resented Xiao Ling for defeating him, taking away his honor, and making him look embarrassed. At the same time, Japan was a country that worshiped powerful people.

His resentful eyes are mixed with fanatical admiration. A person who can defeat him with one move deserves such a look.

"You win, you can tell me what you want me to do." Toyotomi Naotake smiled bitterly. He really couldn't think of anything else that needed his help based on his ability.

Everyone was in an uproar. They originally thought that the arrogant and arrogant Toyotomi Shomu would not be able to accept the result of failure, and might fight with Xiao Ling and refuse to give up. They did not expect that he would accept the failure so calmly. This is not true at all.

Like his character.

Xiao Ling raised the Xihe sword in her hand and said lightly: "What do you think of this sword in my hand?"

Toyotomi Shotake and the people watching the battle were all looking at this ancient divine sword with burning eyes. Just now, they were all shocked that Toyotomi Shotake took out the ancestral sword to face the enemy, and hurriedly ignored the Xihe sword in Xiao Ling's hand.

.Looking at it now, compared with this sword, the Toyotomi family's sword is simply a piece of scrap metal.

Toyotomi Naotake's eyes were full of enthusiasm and envy, and he said with excitement: "Iron is cut like clay, and the blood seals the throat, a peerless sword!"

"You do have some discernment." Xiao Ling raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at his Xihe sword with pride, "Then do you think there are any magic weapons in the world that can compare with this sword of mine?"

"This..." Toyotomi Naotake thought for a while, shook his head and said, "As far as I know, this sword is truly the most powerful sword in the world. I have never seen or heard of anything that can compare with this sword.

Weapon."

"No, you've heard of it, and maybe you've seen it too." Xiao Ling locked eyes with him calmly but firmly. Seeing his expression of surprise, he raised his lips slightly and said, "What I want you to do is take me to see him.

That sword can be compared with my sword, let’s see which one is better.”

Toyotomi Naotake's eyes suddenly narrowed, his face darkened, he lowered his head slightly, and fell into deep thought. He could guess what kind of sword Takeda Nozomi was talking about, but that sword was extraordinary, and it was because they were so powerful.

One of the three great artifacts of the Japanese Empire, how can the real thing be easily revealed to others?

Xiao Ling sneered and said, "In front of so many people, you don't want to regret it, do you?"

Toyotomi Naotake frowned and remained silent. This matter could be light or serious, and he did not dare to agree hastily.[

"Look, Toyotomi-kun has decided to repent in public. I didn't expect that Toyotomi-kun turned out to be a man of his word. You still call yourself a samurai. It seems that the Toyotomi family is a man of his word. Today

I have learned a lot. Everyone here is a witness. It was Toyotomi-kun who kept his word first, so don’t blame me for telling the truth to others. Sakurako, let’s go.” Xiao Ling waved to Sakura and asked her to come over and join hands.

Getting ready to leave.

"Wait a minute." Toyotomi Naotake quickly persuaded him to stay, gritting his teeth and said, "Come over tomorrow, I will take you there."

Xiao Ling and Sakura showed a treacherous smile at the same time, looked at each other in an adulterous manner, and then turned to look at Toyotomi Shangwu, whose face was distorted by the hesitant thoughts. Xiao Ling smiled slightly in a cruel way.

Yixiao: "It would be great if Toyotomi-kun can keep his promise. Please prepare yourself first. We will definitely arrive tomorrow as promised and say goodbye."

On the way, Sakura couldn't help but ask Xiao Ling about eating snakes. When she returned to the hotel, Sakura sat him down on the sofa without saying a word, looked directly at him and asked, "You said you didn't eat that snake at all?

What happened? We all saw it, you clearly swallowed the snake."

Xiao Ling smiled slightly, picked up a cup, put his hand on the mouth of the cup, and then took it away. Like magic, the cup was filled with more than half a cup of blood, but it hadn't solidified yet.

Sakura grabbed his hand and saw that there were no wounds on his hand, which meant it was not his blood. So, was this the snake blood he drank?

"What...what's going on?" Sakura couldn't calm down any longer. Are you doing magic? No matter how skilled a magician is, he can't just take something as a prop at random, and just do it casually without having to cover it up.

When Sakura was confused, Xiao Ling opened his palm, and a dead snake was rolled up into a ball and placed on his hand. It was the one he swallowed just now. Sakura was frightened, her delicate body trembled, and she hesitated:

"What...what's going on? How did you do it? Have you...learned magic before?"

Xiao Ling smiled and shook his head: "How can I have time to learn magic? How did I conjure my sword? That's how I conjured it."

Sakura also shook her head: "I don't understand."

"I can't explain it to you clearly in just a few words for a while. In short, you just need to remember that I can do it, and that's it." Xiao Ling took the cup of snake blood and the snake body and threw them into the toilet.

He rinsed it with boiling water, washed his hands and sat back down. Sakura had already poured the water for him, and after taking a sip, she smiled and said, "I thought you really ate it. I was really worried about you in vain."

"I don't dare to eat such a disgusting thing. If I really eat it, I will have to vomit for three days and three nights." Xiao Ling drank the water in the cup in one breath, and Sakura glanced at what he hadn't done yet.

clothes, and said: "Go in quickly, take a shower and change your wet clothes. I'll see the waiter bring lunch."

"good."

By the time he came out of the shower, lunch was already on the table. His stomach had already been eaten by Du Xiyan, Su Ya and Zhang Zhiying's home-cooked food. He didn't have much appetite for this exotic Japanese food. He just ate a few bites.

No more. He conjured up a red fruit and gnawed it while watching Sakura eat gracefully. Sakura looked up at him: "Why don't you eat when you have food? You want to eat fruit to satisfy your hunger? Isn't it to your liking?"

Xiao Ling nodded slightly and conjured a red fruit with his left hand and handed it to her: "You can eat one too."

Sakura had never seen a fruit that looked like this before. It was dark red in color and shiny, and had a strange fragrance. She couldn't help but wonder: "This is..."

Xiao Ling said calmly: "Zhu Guo, eating it will be good for you."

"Zhu Guo!?" Sakura was shocked. This was the sacred object that all martial arts practitioners dreamed of in the legend. He actually took it out and gave it to herself so casually. "So there really is such a thing. How did you get it? So

Are you really giving me this precious thing?"

Xiao Lingyun said calmly: "If it weren't for the fact that you can only eat one at most, I would still have more if you want more."

"...You are such a monster." Sakura looked at him for a moment, and felt again. It can be said that he can find the holy fruit that only exists in legends, and he can take it out and give it away at will. He stopped his tone, as if

This is just like an ordinary apple.

"Wrong! You should call me a weirdo, not a monster." Xiao Ling corrected him seriously.

"Thank you then, Qi Pa." Sakura happily accepted it.[

Xiao Ling smiled mysteriously: "Take it quickly to absorb the effect and prepare to welcome guests. I estimate that there will be distinguished guests visiting tonight at the latest."

Sakura was startled, then understood and nodded slightly.
Chapter completed!