Chapter 255: I want to tear this place apart!
," Wang Zheng said nonchalantly.Wu Kerui took over two sheets of paper and handed them to Zhang Miaomiao: "This is the list of companies that next week’s sales consultants need to visit, a total of 22...Chapter 255 I Want to Tear This Place Down!
"What a waste of killing!" Wang Zheng shook his head and sighed as he watched the back of Miyamoto Junichi.
Xiao Chenyu glanced at Wang Zheng, saying, "Fake sincerity."
Miyamoto Junichi had already cultivated to the fifth level of the Insane Sword technique. These young disciples who hadn't even reached the fourth level were no match for him in a single exchange; each was cut down with one strike.
In just a few minutes, over twenty people lay on this mountain path, their bright red blood trickling down the steps to form a small stream.
At this moment, only Kiyoharu Miyazono stood before Miyamoto Junichi.
Naturally, with such bloody carnage, several minor wounds had appeared on Miyamoto Junichi's body as well. Though shallow, they continued to bleed. However, for these martial artists who were accustomed to injuries, this was nothing more than a common occurrence.
"I really can't understand it; these people could have been dealt with in one burst of gunfire. This foolish kid insists on hacking them down one by one with his sword. Doesn’t he get tired" Wang Zheng watched Miyamoto Junichi's figure, jokingly but without a trace of amusement in his eyes.
"You've got yourself an excellent subordinate." Xiao Chenyu suddenly said.
“Yes, I never doubt my own judgment.”
"There will come a day when we'll charge into the Heart-Setting Manor like this," Li Minghao held a snow-white throwing knife in his hand, filled with unbridled fighting spirit.
"We surely will." Wang Zheng's tone was resolute and unwavering: "Without question."
“Why” Xiao Chenyu turned around, puzzled. At this point, he should still be under Su Tianran’s command, standing on the side of the Su Family.
But between Xiao Chenyu and Wang Zheng, there was no insurmountable enmity; if given a chance, they could reconcile their differences.
"You'll understand in time. Right now, I have no interest in explaining to you," Wang Zheng didn't wish to explain anything to Xiao Chenyu at this moment.
“If you can’t give me a convincing reason, then I’ll still stand against you.” Xiao Chenyu said very seriously: “Su Tianran is my friend.”
Wang Zheng shook his head with a smile. "We'll settle our scores once we leave Japan. You almost killed me twice; of course, I need to take revenge."
"Very well, then let's discuss this matter after," Xiao Chenyu was a straightforward person and agreed readily: “Our primary task now is to trample upon Japan.”
At this moment, Minami Jyunichi, blinded by rage, was locked in battle with Miyano Kigou, who had lost his senses.
Behind Miyano Kigou stood a few middle-aged men of similar age to him; they appeared to be Minami Jyunichi's uncles on his mother's side. However, among this generation, Miyano Kigou was the highest in cultivation and had long broken through to the fifth layer. Compared to the promising newcomer, Minami Jyunichi, he should have had an advantage.
"Bastard, I'll kill you!"
Miyano slashed with his sword from top to bottom, sending a fierce wind towards Minami, but Minami merely took one step back. The tip of the blade grazed past his nose in an extremely dangerous move!
To Miyano's surprise, Minami did not retreat as far as expected, leaving him unprepared for his next attack. Instead of retreating, the young prodigy advanced and slashed with a reverse grip, causing Miyano Kigou's samurai robe to be sliced off at one corner!
No one had anticipated that in this first round, it would actually be the long-established Miyano Kigou who fell behind!
"Bastard!" shouted Miyano Kigou angrily.
Minami Jyunichi ignored Miyano's curses and sneered, "You're much weaker than I imagined."
"Then die!" Miyano Kigou had no sense of a master's decorum; he raised his samurai sword high and brought it down in one swift motion!
Minami snorted coldly.
He rushed forward, entangling himself with Miyano Kigou! The dazzling blade light covered both their figures as the sounds of clashing metal echoed fiercely!
"We didn't expect Minami Jyunichi to be so strong. Should we go up and help our senior brother"
“If we join in, it will only make things worse. It’s better to wait for Uncle Yamaki to arrive.”
"Why hasn’t Uncle Yamaki come out yet"
"I’m not sure. Perhaps he has his own reasons." Miyano Kigou's disciples watched the battle on one side, their hearts filled with anxiety but unable to intervene.
Minami and Miyano were entangled in a fierce struggle,耀眼的刀光已經把兩個人的身影完全籠罩，乒乒乓乓的聲響不斷！看起來甚是激烈！the dazzling blade light completely enveloped both figures as the sounds of clashing metal echoed fiercely! The battle looked extremely intense!
Five minutes later, an eye-catching spray of blood splashed up. Miyano Kigou's arm was severed by Minami Jyunichi and flew high into the air, crashing onto the already battered "Frenzied Blade Style" sign which had been damaged by Li Minghao!
The sign, which was already precariously hanging, swayed twice from this impact and fell straight down! It crashed with a loud thud on the steps, shattering into pieces!
Everyone was stunned!
The signboard of the Rampage Sword Style, which had been passed down for over a hundred years, was actually smashed
The eldest disciple, Gonen Kigensaku,竟然被削掉了胳膊？
Mitsu Juichi sheathed his sword and stood there with a cold smile, filled with disdain. His arrogant aura erupted again.
There were also many wounds on him, especially on his back, which was slashed by Gonen Kigensaku to leave a long bloody wound. The blood had already soaked through his clothes, looking rather shocking. If the blade tip were an inch longer, Mitsu's heart would have been cut open as well!
However, this move was risky but highly effective. Mitsu took the risk of being seriously injured and unexpectedly used the Rampage Sword Style’s Wind Slash to disable one of Gonen Kigensaku's arms!
At this moment, Gonen Kigensaku was lying on the ground, pressing on his bleeding wound with a look of disbelief: "I never expected that you actually glimpsed at the path of the sixth level... Sixth level..."
"Just a glimpse at the path; there's nothing to be proud about." Mitsu Juichi had lost quite a bit of blood as well, but his spirit was still strong. The arrogance on his face did not decrease at all.
“Sixth level” When the other Rampage Sword Style disciples heard this word, their faces were filled with unrestrained shock!
The sixth level could only be reached by a few senior members of the sect! This Mitsui Juichi who looked under thirty actually grasped at the path
If this was true, then previously the sect's favored Inomine Ichida would not even amount to anything compared to him!
A genius, an absolute genius! Among the young generation, absolutely no one could surpass him anymore!
"A genius, but it’s a pity." At this time, a low voice came from the mountain road. The crowd looked up and saw an elderly man in a kimono holding a long sword slowly walking down.
“Uncle Yamaki!” Seeing Yamaki Shunsuke finally appear, all the Rampage Sword Style disciples seemed to have found their pillar of support and were extremely excited.
In front of Mitsu Juichi who had already reached the threshold of the sixth level, even if they united together, there would be no chance of winning!
But at this moment, Mitsu was injured, bleeding continuously. If he really fought hard against Yamaki Shunsuke, an old man who could be considered a peak figure in Rampage Sword cultivation skills, he definitely wouldn't be his match.
Yamaki Shunsuke walked down from the top of the mountain step by step, very steadily and magnificently.
"Today, you must die," Yamaki Shunsuke said: "I don’t want to personally strangle such a talent in Rampage Sword Style, but I have no choice.
"I'm in a difficult position."
Junsei Yamaki descended step by step, with the aura around him intensifying with each step. This was an aura that only masters could possess; though intangible, it was extremely oppressive.
Li Minghao stared at Junsei Yamaki and said honestly: "Without a gun, I can't defeat this old man."
"What if you had a gun" Wang Zheng asked with a smile.
"Then there's a 70% chance of me winning," Li Minghao replied uncertainly.
Wang Zheng’s words astonished Li Minghao: "Give me a gun, and I can fight this old man to a draw."
"He is that formidable" Xiao Chenyu's eyes began to blaze with fighting spirit. "How about I challenge him for real."
Wang Zheng nodded in confirmation.
At this point, Junsei Yamaki’s aura was almost at its peak. Rinichi Mitsuwa stood opposite him, holding his long sword as always. Facing this renowned uncle-grandmaster, there was no fear in his eyes—no, even facing death, Rinichi Mitsuwa was not afraid.
Beating Geki Miyazono and breaking the century-old plaque had allowed Rinichi Mitsuwa to achieve most of what he wanted. However, if he were to die now, there would still be some regret—because he wouldn’t be able to follow Wang Zheng to make a name for himself.
It was because of Wang Zheng that he practiced every day and analyzed the essence of his mad sword technique. It was Wang Zheng who helped him reach the threshold of the sixth level. If before, Rinichi Mitsuwa had surrendered to Wang Zheng due to his terrifying strength, now he truly respected and admired Wang Zheng, having put away his unruly nature. Wang Zheng had helped him achieve his dreams, so Rinichi Mitsuwa could face himself honestly; this Chinese man was indeed kind to him.
Just as Junsei Yamaki raised his long sword to strike out, Wang Zheng suddenly spoke up and immediately interrupted the build-up of his aura.
"Hey old Yamaki, you don’t even greet an old friend when he arrives You want to draw your sword right away"
Junsei Yamaki’s aura was broken. He looked at the person speaking from afar and a look of intense surprise flashed across his eyes: "Wang Zheng"
"That's right, I'm back," Wang Zheng said nonchalantly.
"Every time you come, nothing good happens," Junsei Yamaki replied coldly. "This time, your coming caused my squad to become like this, didn't it"
"So what if it is" Wang Zheng smiled and said, "I want to dismantle your Mad Sword Style school; can I or not"
Looking at the shattered plaque on the ground and his scattered disciples lying everywhere, even Junsei Yamaki, with years of fame and an extraordinary mindset, could not help but be enraged. "Wang Zheng, what exactly do you want to accomplish"strong in that department; maybe soon enough you'll beg for more!"Song Ziyè fell silent. As a woman, she naturally felt scared; if such a scene were to occur, it would be her lifelong nightmare."Miss...