Chapter 63 The Unsung Hero
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In a luxurious building in Tokyo, Japan, Sakurako Mito took off her game helmet and hurriedly ran to her brother Ryuichi's room.
The fragrance of red sandalwood in the air and the charm of the mountains and flowing waters surrounding the ears. Yu Tenglong closed his eyes and savored a mouthful of fragrant tea in the cup, slowly recovering his mood, and over and over again in his brain, he analyzed his shortcomings.
"Crash!" The door was pushed open with a rough look, and Yu Teng Yingzi ran in with an urgent look on her face.
Yu Tenglong frowned slightly and said sternly: "Sakurazi, don't you know you're going to knock on the door before entering the house?" Then his tone calmed down again: "Why, I've had enough fun so quickly?"
"Brother, I'm dead!" Yu Teng Yingzi felt a little embarrassed.
Yu Tenglongyi frowned even deeper: "Have you gone to find Xiongba Tianxia, or is it the world's storm?"
"None of them!" Yu Teng Yingzi quickly explained the process of how to meet the fat man and how to get rid of him. Finally, Yu Tenglong's eyes, which had been closed all the time, opened their eyes and shot out two rays of light!
"Did you say you never touch him?" Yu Tenglong pondered for a moment and said, "How many tricks did he use?"
"After I was using 'Yue Wutian', he seemed to have arrived in front of me at once! After using a few moves, I... I didn't see clearly!" Yu Teng Yingzi felt that blood was about to drip from her face. She had never been so embarrassing to grow up so big.
Yu Teng Longyi's face changed three times. He still knew how his sister was capable. He was also a famous master in Japan, but he died so unclear. From Yu Teng Yingzi's narrative, he inferred that that person must be a master of martial arts masters, otherwise it would be impossible for Yu Teng Yingzi to not even touch a single hair.
Thinking of this, Yu Tenglong could no longer sit still, so he quickly picked up his helmet and entered the game again.
Following the direction indicated by Sakurako Miyamoto, he rushed towards the bamboo forest quickly. He only hoped that the person was still there!
Soon after, Miyamoto Musashi rushed to the bamboo forest, and there was indeed a person standing there. Miyamoto Musashi was afraid of making a mistake, so he walked over and asked loudly, "Is there a girl you just dead just now?"
The fat man thought to himself: "It seems that the lady's friend has found it. Please give it to others!" While taking the ring down, he nodded and responded: "I'm so sorry, the lady has been pestering me just now... Hey! What are you doing? Do you have something to say?"
When Miyamoto Musashi heard the fat man admit that he would listen to his nonsense, he immediately drew his sword to kill him. He knew that the fat man was not easy to deal with, so he used that move to make me want to become a demon and suffered a great loss. He wanted to see if the fat man could escape under his knife by accident.
Before the ring was taken off, Miyamoto Musashi's killing move had arrived. Miyamoto Musashi's sword technique was much sharper and faster than Miyamoto Sakurako's sword technique, but this could not defeat the fat man. Let him be "wind and snow" and "full moon" be elegant and sharp, but the breeze blows on the hill and the bright moon reflects the river.
Miyamoto Musashi saw that the fat man easily avoided his killing move. Although he was prepared, he was still very surprised.
As soon as the fat man stood firm, he said anxiously: "This is all a misunderstanding. She hit me first. I was forced to fight back. Isn't it okay to give her the ring back?"
Miyamoto Musashi was in a mood to stop him. He mentioned the samurai sword's killing moves one after another, like a waterfall, and the scattered sword energy drew gullies around the ground.
Without a chance to breathe, the fat man dodged four or five more big moves in a row. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, black eyes, and weak under his feet. He was almost unable to stand.
"How could this happen?" The fat man exclaimed in his heart. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt a flash in front of him. The blade had reached less than one centimeter from his throat. This was one of Miyamoto Musashi's most proud sword techniques - a knife in the wind!
The fat man had never seen such a fast sword technique. If he had not realized the mystery of his body technique at this time, he would probably not even see the shadow of the sword. He gritted his teeth and retreated quickly.
A white horse passed by, like a illusion, like a dream! The blade passed by, cutting off a phantom, and when I looked up, the person was ten meters away.
The fat man leaned on the knife in one hand, but he felt the headache worse and cold sweat flowed down his neck. "Fortunately, he still had one hand, otherwise he would be dead!"
"Your mental state is abnormal, please go offline for checking as soon as possible! If the situation continues, the system will force you to go offline in 5 minutes!"
"What's the matter?" After taking two deep breaths, the fat man endured the headache and said, "Why are you all the same? You can do it if you don't say it clearly! It's a misunderstanding that I said it's not a problem! Stop hitting, I'm really worried! If you hit again, I'll fight back!"
The fat man said it was difficult, but Miyamoto Musashi didn't listen to a word! Looking at the knife in his hand in a daze, a deep sense of frustration enveloped his whole heart. There is an old Chinese saying: The higher you climb, the more painful it will fall! Whether it is Miyamoto Musashi or Mutto Ryuichi, in reality, he is the youngest martial arts master in Japan. In the game, he is the number one in the world in the Japanese region. Today, no matter what kind of identity he has, he loses, and he loses, and he can't even touch a corner of his clothes. The pride who was praised by others suddenly fell to the Invulgar Hell. This painful blow made him feel that he was about to collapse.
"I don't believe I will lose, I don't believe I can't even touch the corner of your clothes!" Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were about to break, his eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling. If the fat man had a little bit of martial arts knowledge, he would know that Miyamoto Musashi's situation was called as if he was going to be possessed! Fortunately, in the game, everything was just a signal transmitted by brain waves, otherwise... Of course, if this happened in reality, the fat man would have been cut in half by Miyamoto Musashi!
"kill!"
A sudden shout of wild shouting vented the murderous thought that could no longer be suppressed in his heart. He walked out hundreds of steps in one breath, and the slender blade slashed left and slashed again. The sword light of a training-like sword completely enveloped every corner within a radius of ten meters, without any blind spots, and truly caused a tornado of killing.
The fat man was frightened to find that no matter how he flashed, he could not escape the sword light. He was like a lonely boat on the sea, floating around and swinging, powerless in the pulsation of the wind and waves, so small and so powerless. Just when the fat man thought he was dead, Miyamoto Musashi's breath suddenly stopped, so the fat man felt that he had gone from hell to heaven.
"This move must be interrupted!" The fat man endured the severe headache and seized the rare opportunity to breathe. He rushed three steps in a row, passing through the sword shadow that Miyamoto Musashi had set up in a hurry. The "flame" slashed down obliquely, and the green light reappeared. The dragon roared at Kyushu. The sword light passed by, and the bamboo forest returned to peace.
"It's not so unlucky, right?" The fat man looked blankly at the place where Miyamoto Musashi disappeared, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He killed instantly with one knife, but the fat man never thought about it! Even if he used the "Dragon Split Sky Slash" and the double effect of triggering the "Fire" could cause less than 4,000 damage at most, and it should not cause instant kills for a warrior profession.
However, I don’t know if it was the fat man’s particularly lucky today, or if Miyamoto Musashi was particularly unlucky today. The fat man’s “critical attack” that could not be done once a month, he rushed to the knife sooner or later. In addition, he accidentally triggered the 10% attack power on the “Fire”. What’s even more unlucky is that the ring he just wore had doubled its damage by 1% and he actually joined in the fun. As a result, the damage of more than 12,000 yuan made Miyamoto Musashi the most unjust soul ever under the fat man’s knife. Until many years later, Miyamoto Musashi was resentful of this knife!
He reluctantly picked up a ring-like equipment that Miyamoto Musashi dropped. Before he could even see the attributes, he hurriedly stepped down!
However, neither he nor Miyamoto Musashi noticed that in the distance, there was a pair of players who were about to level up on the other side of the bamboo forest, who were about to level up, witnessed the entire process of the battle with their own eyes.
A little girl rubbed her eyes and asked her companion in certainty: "Is that person Miyamoto Musashi just now?"
The companions around him were not sure: "It seems so! Look at the clothes that should be him!"
The little girl said stutteringly, "But, just now... I killed it instantly! He just won me and wanted to become a demon. Now he was actually killed instantly by someone! This..."
A little knight next to him looked unhappy: "Why, are you unhappy if that Japanese man died?"
"No, no, I just think it's too incredible!" The little girl hurriedly explained: "Who is that knight? He is so powerful?"
The little knight could not control his joy: "Who said that we knights are the trashy! This time I will open your eyes. We knights are the most powerful! Did you see that, even Miyamoto Musashi can kill them in one blow! Haha! The era of our knights has arrived! By the way, who has opened the video to record it!"
After the game, the fat man's eyes turned dark and he fainted. It was not until the next morning that he slowly woke up!
"Oh no, I'm going to be late!" After putting on my clothes, I hurriedly washed my face. The fat man suddenly realized why it was so quiet today!
When he walked outside the house, not only did Cheng Jiaozi disappear, but Fang Yu was gone. The fat man searched around and finally found a letter on the dining table, with only seven words:
I like you and hate you even more!
It was Cheng Jiaozi's word, with tears on the letter paper. It can be imagined how sad she was when she wrote these six words!
The fat man felt a little heartbroken, slowly folded the paper and carefully put it away!
With a breath of strength, the fat man shook his head helplessly, packed up his things and prepared to go to work. Only then did he realize that the person on his mobile phone was almost blown up to answer the phone!
There were 21 missed calls, 10 Cheng Jiaozi, 11 Fang Yu's, and there was also a text message from Fang Yu:
Why don’t you answer the phone? Are you chatting with that beauty very enthusiastically?
Thank you for your care these days. I really don’t want to leave now, but I have to leave now! It’s not that I want to give you to Zheng Jiaozi! It’s because something happened at home, and I have to rush back!
Let me tell you, you know clearly what you have done to me, so don’t try to dump me! After I leave, Cheng Jiaozi is not allowed to live at home again. If I find that you live together, I will definitely pickle you when I come back!
I will come back at most a month. I am not allowed to rent my house to others. I will clean it at least once a day!
Wait for me to come back!
"Hey! Let's go! Let's go! If you all leave, I will be quiet! There is no need to be like a typhoon every day!" The fat man silently saved the text message, looking at the walls around him, and suddenly felt empty in his heart.
Lock the door and vomited out all the depression in his heart. The fat man walked towards the store with big strides facing the rising sun.
Chapter completed!