Thriller Paradise

"Winner, Yagyu kenying. The loser, Sanda Komura. "

This was a Kung Fu competition that ended in defeat. Mada knew that his strength was not as good as Yagyu \'s, so he chose to give up.

"Senior Yagyu\'s cultivation is outstanding. I admire you." After the result was announced, Sanada took half a step forward and bowed to Yagyu.

"Hmm ..." Yagyu kenying closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and slowly turned around."Thank you for letting me win, Mada-kun." When he walked off the stage, he didn\'t forget to give his opponent a way out.

However ... To be honest, Yagyu was being too polite ... All the experts present could see that Sanada\'s strength could not be compared to Yagyu \'s. Although Sanada\'s ability to wield the flame spear was outstanding, his realm was still at the level of holding a weapon and having a form. It was far from the sword saint\'s technique of following the heart, not stagnating in form, and returning to the origin of ten thousand swords.

"The next match ..." After the two men walked down the martial arts stage, the announcement statue continued to read,"it\'s ... Black iron array medium against ... Juyuki."

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures walked out of the crowd ...

The first person to step into the ring was wearing a light-colored Kendo kimono with a black cloak over it and a samurai sword at his waist.

He was tall and had a cold expression on his face. His long blond hair hung down to his neck. His every movement exuded the air of a tyrant. Just a single gaze was enough to suffocate his opponent.

He was the black iron array medium, like an indestructible Vajra. In his universe, he was the most powerful swordsman with the name of "thousand-man beheading". Even when he was suffering from an incurable disease and his life was short, he had never lost.

And the person who slowly walked up the ring behind him ... Was wearing a white kimono and blue pleated pants (similar to a long skirt, a style of Han Chinese clothing that was introduced to Japan during the Wei-Jin period). He also had a samurai sword on his waist.

He was thin and handsome, with long blue hair draped over his shoulders. His expression was gentle and peaceful, but it also revealed a temperament that kept people a thousand miles away ...

He was Yuuki Tachibana, like an Ice Rose. In his universe, he was a weak and sickly genius swordsman. Even though he was plagued by a lung disease and was about to die, he still walked alone with his sword. For the love of his life, he went to find the ultimate flower that grew in the depths of the demonic realm.

"Holy F * ck ..." Looking at the two people walking down the stage one after another, Feng bujue, who was standing below the stage, could not help but complain."They actually got these two old patients together ... This is going to be a good show."

Naturally, brother Jue was not the only one who was interested in this \'show\'. At that moment, the swordsman\'s twelve grudges, Feng Zhi hen, Yagyu Jianying, and all the other swordsmen present had already felt the sword will from the two people on the stage.

It could be said that a silent and invisible battle had already begun.

Passing rain." At this moment, among the spectators, a person who had always liked to remain silent ... Spoke up."What do you think of this battle?"

The person who asked this question was wind mark. His tone sounded like a teacher testing his student.

"Victory and defeat can be won in three moves. Life and death can be decided in a single breath." RUO Yu answered the question almost without thinking.

"Hmm ..." Wind mark Heard this and muttered.

There was no change in his expression, and he did not comment on RUO Yu\'s words. However, RUO Yu could feel that ..."Teacher Feng" was very satisfied with this answer.

As they were conversing, the two people on the martial arts stage gradually approached their opponents. When they reached a very subtle distance, the two stopped at the same time.

"No-treasure-style, black iron array medium." The black iron array medium stood upright and looked at juyukumi, who was slightly shorter than him.

"Divine dream one blade stream, juyuki." Tachibana looked at his opponent\'s bold eyes with a calm expression and replied indifferently.

After the two introduced themselves, they fell into silence again.

"He\'s not affected by my aura at all. He\'s as calm as water. What a terrifying guy ..." After a few seconds, the black metal array Jie said in his heart.

"He\'s impeccable from head to toe, like a sword ghost ... As a swordsman, it\'s a blessing to be able to fight with such a person." Tachibana Yuuki also gave his opponent a very high evaluation in his heart.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

The two of them reached for the hilt of their swords at almost the same time.

"I, have died once." Before he attacked, the black iron array Jie broke the silence.

"I, have also died once." Tachibana Yuuki said.

"I didn\'t die by the sword."

"I didn\'t die under the sword either."

"How lamentable."

"Lamentable."

"I got a second chance in this alternate dimension."

"This time and space gave me a Second Life."

"I want to defeat Yuan lü Zhi. With my sword ... I will open up a new unparalleled Dao and rule the world."

"I want to defeat Yuan lü Zhi, correct time and space, and return to my true love."

"Those who defy me ... Shall die."

"Those who block me ... Die."

Their conversation ended here.

From this moment on, they were no longer \'humans\', but the embodiment of swords.

The cry of the sword was their language, and the swordsmanship was their wisdom. The sword intent was their will.

Rebuking

The overlapping sounds of blades being unsheathed announced the start of the battle.

Tachibana Yuki (a technique that instantly unsheathed a sword to kill an enemy) expert. The moment he unsheathed his sword, his ultimate move was unleashed.

His body moved, and a [dream afterglow] was instantly slashed out.

On the other side ... The black iron array Jie stood still after pulling out his sword. The "unparalleled in the world" swordsman\'s expression turned cold in the face of the magical ijutsu technique!

[Exhaust],[Tiger Pierce], two moves in an instant, arriving first despite being launched later.

Wuwuwuwu

The two swords clashed, and the wind blew. The two shadows collided, and a mist of Blood Rose.

Victory and defeat, life and death ... Would be decided in these three moves and a breath.

A moment later, a gentle breeze blew past and the killing intent dissipated.

Blood gushed out of his left lung because there was a hole there.

Blood also spurted out of the black iron array Jie\'s chest, because there was an additional slash mark there.

The two swordsmen fell down at the same time.

"The martial arts practice has ended." The bronze lion statue\'s voice rang out."The loser is Tachibana Yukiyoshi."

In the past few days, there weren\'t many people who had fought in the ring until both sides were injured or even died together, but there were still some ...

Regretfully ...... This martial competition, there was no such thing as a "tie." If at the end of the fight, both of them lost consciousness, then both of them would lose.

"The next match ..." This time, the statue did not wait for the two to leave the stage before announcing,"by ... Mad Dragon\'s laugh, against ... Feng bujue."