Chapter 1258 Battle

Chapter 1258 Battle

In Saburo Ono's villa, Yamamoto Sasaki is practicing swordsmanship in the open space behind.

In the open space, there are many logs. These logs are scattered everywhere, roughly the height of one person. There is a straight line drawn with a marker on the top of the logs.

These straight lines are very messy. At first glance, they appear to be drawn very randomly. Some are diagonal, some are horizontal, and some are vertical and run through the entire wooden column.

Sasaki Yamamoto is now slowly swinging his sword in the open space next to him. His pace is not fast, nor is his sword fast, but it gives people a very heavy feeling, as if what he holds in his hand is not just a samurai sword , but heavy mountains.

As Sasaki Yamamoto swung his sword again and again, his footsteps became faster and faster from the previous slowness, and his speed of swinging the sword became faster and faster, but the heavy feeling on the sword, But it is getting stronger and stronger.

Sasaki Yamamoto's body suddenly turned into an afterimage, and he rushed directly into the logs. The samurai sword in his hand turned into shadows of swords and landed on the logs.

In just two or three seconds, Yamamoto rushed through the forest of wooden pillars made of pillars. He stopped and turned around. At this moment, the wooden pillars behind him began to break and fell towards the ground.

Yamamoto put away his samurai sword, and then inspected the wooden stakes one by one. He checked the parts that were marked, that is, the parts that were cut by him.

The lines on these stakes were drawn by him casually, and the stakes were also placed randomly. Before he stepped into the array of stakes, he didn't look at the lines carefully. Observing those lines, he quickly took out his knife, slashed along those lines, and cut the wooden pile into two pieces.

These lines are messy, which means that the previous piece of wood is likely to be from top to bottom. How to switch to the most suitable position for drawing the knife in the shortest time, adjust your body, and change your pace.

This kind of training looks very simple, but it is actually very effective. These wooden stakes are like enemies rushing one by one. Those messy lines are the angles that may kill the opponent. Such long-term training can greatly Train a person's reaction ability, knife speed and observation ability to a certain extent. Over time, no matter how critical the situation is, he can make a correct response at the moment of danger.

Yamamoto Sasaki quickly inspected the broken wooden piles all over the ground, and frowned slightly, because among these wooden piles, one of them was chopped crookedly.

Although it was only a single blow, and it was not too crooked, Yamamoto Sasaki had very strict requirements on himself.

He waved his hand at the man standing not far away, and the man directed a few men to take away the broken wooden stakes, and then took out the new wooden stakes prepared next to them, and scratched them casually. line, and then randomly placed on the ground.

Sasaki Yamamoto walked back to the coffee table next to him, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead, picked up some tea, drank a couple of sips, and was about to continue practicing swordsmanship when the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Yamamoto Sasaki picked up the phone, glanced at the screen, and answered the call. The call was from his apprentice Saburo Ono.

"Yamamoto Sasaki?"

A strange man's voice suddenly sounded in Yamamoto Sasaki's ears. The voice was a little deep and the accent was slightly jerky.

Yamamoto Sasaki's eyes suddenly showed sharp eyes like knives, his back straightened all of a sudden, an invisible evil spirit spread from his body, and his whole temperament suddenly changed. It was a sword that had been returned to its sheath, but now this sword has been unsheathed and its edge is fully exposed.

"I am, who are you?"

The male voice on the phone said in a low voice: "As a well-known master in Erzhaitang, are you going to hide in your disciple's villa forever?"

"Yang Hao?" Yamamoto Sasaki narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in a calm voice: "You are the Yan Kingdom practitioner who escaped a few days ago, right? What did you do to my apprentice?"

"Your apprentice? Are you talking about Saburo Xiaoye?" The male voice on the phone smiled softly and said, "He's lying on the road right now, but he's been cut in two, I'm afraid I can't tell you That’s it.”

Yamamoto Sasaki's eyes showed an undisguised murderous look: "Yang Hao, you have to pay more for killing Saburo Ono. I know your background and your origin, and you cannot escape."

The person on the other end of the phone was naturally Yang Hao. Hearing Yamamoto Sasaki's words, Yang Hao also had a strong murderous intent in his eyes: "Why, Mr. Zhanhun, I also killed one of your disciples, and you are going to do the same as before. , kill my family in front of me, and make me live in pain but unable to take revenge?"

Sasaki Yamamoto obviously paused, because he seemed to hear something else from Yang Hao's words, and more importantly, Yang Hao called him Zhanhun!

"Same as before?" Countless pictures flashed through Sasaki Yamamoto's mind, and finally stopped on a picture, which was that one of his disciples was killed by a woman, and he found the woman, in front of her On the other hand, he beheaded her whole family and tortured that woman, but he didn't kill her, he didn't even abolish her. What he wanted was for her to live in pain and regret forever, and he didn't mind her at all. Come to seek revenge on myself, because that woman's strength is too weak, in front of him, she is like a baby who has just learned to walk, without the slightest lethality.

"Are you the helper that woman found?"

Yang Hao didn't answer, but asked again: "Are you going to hide like this forever, grand master of Erzhaitang?"

Yamamoto Sasaki sneered: "I've been waiting for you. Didn't you hide before? If I don't want to fight, then I won't stop in Nagata at all."

Yang Hao said coldly: "Okay, make an appointment, bring your knife, and let's make a dignified end."

Sasaki Yamamoto snorted coldly: "Okay, tell me where."

Yang Hao was obviously well prepared before making the call, and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, by the Wushui River in the west of the city, you come alone. If you bring someone with you, I won't show up. I want Kill you, you also want to kill me, we are all martial arts practitioners, let the weapons in our hands be the end, the winner will leave alive, and the loser will die!"

Sasaki Yamamoto snorted coldly: "Okay, I will be on time for the appointment."

"Then I'll wait for your arrival. In addition, you can send someone to collect your disciple's body now. Walk along the road from the villa, and you will see it."

Yamamoto Sasaki hung up the phone, called the man who was accompanying him, and gave a few instructions in a low voice. The man's expression changed slightly, and after bowing, he quickly left with a few men.

Yamamoto Sasaki sat on the chair with a gloomy face. Saburo Ono was dead. Although Yamamoto Sasaki was angry, he was more looking forward to the battle tomorrow.

He longed to use the knife in his hand to kill Yang Hao with his own hands, cut off his head, avenge his disciples, and make a name for himself.

After thinking about it, Yamamoto Sasaki still called Kimura Maki, because Kimura Maki had repeatedly told him after knowing Yang Hao's identity that if he found Yang Hao, he must tell him.

"Kimura-kun, Yang Hao appeared. He killed my disciple Saburo Ono and called me to challenge me."

Kimura Maki's voice suddenly became a little more excited: "Okay, I'll rush to Nagata right away. Since this kid dares to show up, I'll kill him!"

Yamamoto Sasaki said solemnly: "If you show up and go with me, that guy will never show up. He told me that I am the only one making the offer. We will fight alone and use the weapons in our hands to end the past." Yes, I understand why he came to kill me..."

Yamamoto Sasaki told Olivia's story: "He should have made a special trip to deal with me. He only asked you because of Sakai Rika. He should not attack you. After all, Sakai Rika is intact." , and did not suffer any harm because of you."

Kimura Maki snorted coldly: "It's not that he wants to hurt me now, but that I want to find this guy and kill him. You don't know, for that Sakai Rika, I kept delaying it, but who knew that Yang Hao would give it to me in the end?" I picked the peaches, and if I can’t breathe, my heart will not be happy after all!”

Yamamoto Sasaki frowned and said: "I don't care what you do, but I want to go to this battle tomorrow alone."

Kimura Maki laughed: "Are you afraid that I will take away your credit?"

Yamamoto Sasaki snorted coldly: "He killed my disciple, so I will naturally kill him personally. Don't interfere in this matter. I am informing you just because I want to tell you that he is here to find me and has nothing to do with you."

Kimura Maki said solemnly: "But haven't you considered the situation of losing? What if you are not his opponent, or if the other party uses some conspiracy to deal with you, you are so sure that you can win. ?”

Yamamoto Sasaki snorted coldly: "The terrain next to Wushui River is flat. As long as I am careful, who can do anything to me? As for the issue of winning or losing, there is no word losing in my dictionary. I will definitely take that with me." The arrogant boy's head came back."

Kimura Maki said angrily: "Since the other party dares to invite you to fight alone, it means that the other party is sure to deal with you. If you have this mentality, you will lose nine times out of ten!"

Yamamoto Sasaki frowned in displeasure when he was yelled at by Kimura Maki. He and Kimura Maki were both masters of the Nizhaitang. Although Yamamoto Sasaki was not as powerful as Kimura Maki, he was not far behind. How can you tolerate it?

"Hmph, what do you want to do? As long as you show up, he won't show up. The terrain there is flat and there's no way to hide anyone."

Kimura Maki suddenly smiled softly: "I didn't say I wanted to follow. If I follow, as long as the other party is not a fool, he will not show up."

Yamamoto Sasaki was afraid that Kimura Maki would disturb his duel with Yang Hao. Now that he heard what he said, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what do you want to do?"

"You go and fight your duel, but I want to know the specific details of your battle. If you win, kill him. Things are good, but if you lose, I will take a helicopter to chase him immediately. What? Say I have to avenge you too?"

Yamamoto Sasaki sneered: "You want to collect my body, but you are thinking too much."

Kimura Maki's old voice laughed: "Anyway, the matter is settled like this. I will set off right away. Next year I will watch from a distance. If anything goes wrong, I will fly over by helicopter to help. .”

Yamamoto Sasaki did not object again this time. He was confident in himself, but he was not opposed to making more plans. In fact, what Maki Kimura said made sense. Since the other party dared to call him to ask him to fight, he must have The one you rely on, or the other party is very confident in your own strength.

Sasaki Yamamoto hung up the phone of Masaki Kimura, thought for a while, and suddenly felt that he should also go and see the scene of his disciple's death.

The place where the accident happened was not far from the villa, only two kilometers away. Sasaki Yamamoto arrived very quickly. When he saw the steel bars nailed to the ground at various angles, staring at the car and the bodies of the bodyguards, Sasaki Yamamoto There was a serious look on his face.

Being able to easily use some nearly scrapped steel bars as hidden weapons to kill so many bodyguards shows how powerful this person is.

Sasaki Yamamoto saw the dead Saburo Ono and also saw the broken samurai sword. He squatted next to Saburo Ono's body and carefully looked at his wound. It seemed a little dignified.

He could already see that Yang Hao only used one or two tricks to kill Xiao Ye, and the two of them didn't have any fierce fighting, and Xiao Ye was completely killed.

Sasaki Yamamoto knew the strength of his disciple, although he was much worse than himself, but under the premise of having a samurai sword, his explosive combat power was quite good, but he seemed to be killed by others cleanly and quickly up.

The opponent is not only strong enough, but also has a good weapon.

Sasaki Yamamoto subconsciously clenched the samurai sword in his hand. The sword in his hand was called Chizuru, and it was also a very famous weapon of Erzhaitang. It was sharp and strong.

He picked up Saburo Ono's samurai sword and threw it to a bodyguard, letting him hold it with both hands. He stood in front, holding the scabbard with his left hand and the handle with his right, staring at the bodyguard's hand The samurai sword in his hand suddenly drew it.

The samurai sword was pulled out from the scabbard, with a clean rubbing sound, the samurai sword reached a terrifying high speed with the help of the speed of drawing the sword, and then slashed straight on Ono Saburo's samurai sword.

clang!

With a crisp impact sound, Saburo Ono's samurai sword broke a large section again, and hit the ground with another impact sound.

Sasaki Yamamoto raised his samurai sword in front of him, examined the blade carefully, and after a long time, a slight smile appeared on his serious face.

You have a sharp long sword, and I have a samurai sword that is no less than yours. Are you still thinking about killing yourself while I am carelessly cutting off my weapon, just like killing Saburo Ono?

Isn't this taking him too seriously and taking himself too lightly?

This chapter is 4100+, making up for the lack of a thousand words in the previous chapter. I just came home from the funeral today, and I am so sleepy. Go to bed first, and there is another update tomorrow morning.