The weather was cool.

A pale grey sun in the east, hanging wearily in the sky, as if it had been exhausted by the silence and robbed it of its infinite heat.

On Tokyo's main street, a fleet of luxury motorcades marched towards the Imperial Palace.

Qin Yang sat in the second custom-made luxury car and closed his eyes quietly.

The driver in the car, the guard next to him, and a master in the co-pilot all looked at Qin Yang from time to time, with anger in their eyes, helplessness, astringency, anticipation, ridicule, and killing intent...... All kinds of emotions.

About fifteen minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the Imperial Palace.

From a distance, the crimson palaces seem to be embedded in the snow, and the palaces nestled in the trees reveal glazed tile roofs, just like a golden island.

There are also high-rise buildings built inside, but it does not seem to be disobedient.

Get off the bus and enter the main entrance of the Imperial City.

Under the leadership of the guards, Qin Yang came to a six-story ancient city tower, and the golden glazed tiles were shining with dazzling light, looking majestic.

This should be the tallest one in the ancient city of the Imperial Palace.

Qin Yang looked up, and at the top of the top, there was an old man in sackcloth, like a sculpture, with a hint of coldness, as if he was integrated with this imperial city, and he couldn't feel his breath.

Masato Fujita!

The first martial artist in the secular world of the Wa Kingdom, his strength is equal to that of the pseudo-cultivators of Huaxia.

In the guard of the Imperial City, there were many warriors from the Wa Kingdom and Huaxia, who were fortunate to be witnesses of this decisive battle, and their faces were full of excitement.

"Who do you think will win today?"

"I guess it's Mr. Dragon Soul, after all, he has created too many miracles, and being able to escape safely among so many masters in the gymnasium is enough to prove his strength. ”

"I don't think so, Mr. Fujita's 'One Knife Breaking Mountains and Rivers' is the existence of the masters of the Demon God Realm, and even those pseudo-cultivators in Huaxia are not opponents, and Mr. Dragon Soul may not be able to win. ”

"That's right, in short, today's showdown is very suspenseful, if you lose, you will become a sinner of the country. ”

"Baga, I hope Mr. Fujita can defeat that little Chinese cub and let him be a slave of our Wa Kingdom!"

“……”

There was a lot of discussion and different opinions.

In the distance, in the Imperial Garden, the Emperor and Empress also stood on a high platform and watched the competition.

The emperor's face was as heavy as ink, and after seeing Qin Yang, he inexplicably felt a little pain in the P share, clenched his fists slightly, and muttered: "I hope that Mr. Fujita will fight for my Yamato nation." ”

The queen next to her frowned slightly, staring at Qin Yang with an extremely vicious gaze.

She turned her head to look at a guard behind her, and said coldly: "Prepare the formation, if Mr. Fujita shows signs of defeat, immediately activate the formation, understand?"

"Yes. ”

A cold glint flashed in the guard's eyes and he nodded in response.

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"Mr. Dragon Soul, please. ”

At the bottom of the tower, the guard made a respectful gesture.

The corners of Qin Yang's lips crossed a slight arc, and his toes were a little on a stone beside him, like a bird with open wings, flying up, and in an instant he reached the top of the castle tower, standing opposite Fujita Masato.

"Do you know why I'm fighting you at the top of this imperial city?"

Fujita Masato looked at Qin Yang with a peaceful gaze.

Say. ”

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows and stood with his hands in his hands.

Fujita Masato looked at the bustling city in the distance, as if recalling something, for a long time, and said lightly: "Hundreds of years ago, this was the highest peak of Tokyo, a symbol of national power, and the highest belief in the hearts of every Chinese person. ”

"What you have done in the stadium has brought great humiliation to this country, and the lost dignity needs to be regained in the place where it was once glorified. ”

Fujita Masato slowly stood up, pulled out the katana in his hand, held it with both hands, and pointed at Qin Yang.

"Mr. Dragon Soul, as I said before, this battle is not about the grievances of you and me, but about the dignity of the nation, and I will do my best!"

"Come on, let me see how many catties and taels you have as the first martial artist. ”

Qin Yang also took out the Zhuxian Sword, his eyes cold.

"Huh!"

Masato Fujita moved, and stepped out.

Suddenly, the roof trembled slightly, and the countless glazed tiles on the top floor automatically levitated, staying in mid-air and shaking violently.

With the knife in his hand, it swept like a long dragon.

When the sharp sword was approaching Qin Yang, it suddenly turned, slashing through the swirling ripples of the knife, turning the entangled glazed tiles into blades, attacking Qin Yang in all directions.

It seemed to cover the sky and the sun, so that Qin Yang had nowhere to escape.

"The strength is good, comparable to pseudo-immortal cultivation. ”

Qin Yang said lightly, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, water beads flashed from the soles of his feet, instantly condensing into a translucent wall of water, and there was a golden light as a shield outside, as tough as a steel wall.

The combination of water and gold was simply impossible for other Huaxia cultivators, but for Qin Yang, who had ten spiritual roots, it was a breeze.

"Bang Bang ......"

The blades and glazed tiles collided on the shield, and they all bounced back, even if a gap was broken, under the special skill of the water attribute, it was instantly compensated, and it was impermeable.

"Attribute binding?"

Fujita Masato's face was solemn, he waved the knife with both hands, and the whole person turned into a cyan knife wheel, forming a crazy tornado, forcibly tearing the shield in front of Qin Yang, and at the same time, with force, he pulled those water beads into Dao Dao sharp arrows.

"Kill!"

Fujita Masato shouted violently, and countless water arrows were like thousands of strong bows and crossbows fired at once.

The warriors below watched and cheered.

"Using the defense of others and turning oneself into an attack, Mr. Fujita's understanding of martial arts is impressive, and it seems that Mr. Dragon Soul is going to lose. ”

Someone lamented.

"Dragon Soul, don't make a move yet!" Fujita Masato saw that Qin Yang was still standing in place like a stake, not avoiding or letting go, as if he regarded his attack as nothing, he suddenly felt a wave of humiliation in his heart, and shouted loudly.

"Don't be tempted, show your housekeeping skills!"

Qin Yang waved the long sword in his hand, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed, like an abyss and a sea, making everyone breathless.

In an instant, a sword light like a match crossed several zhang of space, shattering the opponent's attacks one by one, no matter how fierce Fujita Masato's offensive was, only under Qin Yang's sword, it was not lethal.

"It's so strong!"

Fujita Masato's pupils shrank, and he put away his tentative heart, and for the first time in his heart, his self-confidence was shaken.

After hesitating for a moment, his eyes flashed coldly, he took a step forward, and said coldly: "Since you and I don't want to waste time, then take out our strongest offensive and decide the winner with one move!"

"Break the mountains and rivers with one sword!"

Masato Fujita finally came up with his strongest blow!