Pirates: King of the World From the White Town

Chapter 550 Famous sword Kurosawa! (44 Guaranteed, please subscribe!)

"Your Juhe Slash is too slow, the speed is not enough, and the explosive power is not enough, it looks limp as if you haven't eaten enough."

Abel commented unceremoniously.

This also made Li Jiao's complexion paler, and he looked a little lost.

Although he still has other sword skills that he has not shown, it was not his full strength just now.

But with the kitchen knife on his forehead, he couldn't think of fighting again.

The opponent not only far surpasses him in speed and strength, but also in terms of skills, he does not know how much ahead of him.

The two sides are not a level of opponents at all.

Now Li Jiao finally knew why the other party dared to put up such a sign and openly provoked it.

This powerful strength is the confidence of the other party to dare to do this!

"I lost, I am inferior to others."

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Before this, no one thought that the mighty Lord Lijiao would lose, and he lost so helplessly.

They were also defeated by one move, so what's the difference between Lijiao and those before?

As for whether the inner corner is overstated and the enemy is underestimated, who cares?

To lose is to lose, and to a certain extent, it means that the country of iron has lost.

It's very aggrieved and I feel very ashamed!

At this moment, many of the fun-loving people outside couldn't stop laughing, and they were very eager to hope that someone could stand up and defeat the opponent and defend the honor of the Iron Country.

"Well, let's go back and practice for a few more years. This knife belongs to me. If you want to go back, call someone stronger. To be honest, so far, I think the warriors of your Iron Kingdom are only mediocre. Maybe it was a mistake for me to make a special trip this time.”

Abel noticed the angry expressions of the people around him, and immediately added a handful of firewood to make the fire burn more vigorously.

Sure enough, as soon as the words that added fuel to the fire came out, many people couldn't help but started cursing loudly.

At the same time, they are constantly looking for candidates who can go out to fight among the crowd.

"Satou, you're here too. That's great, if it's you, you'll definitely be able to defeat this brazen fellow!"

"Ah? Me. It's like this. I've been feeling cramped in my stomach since I woke up this morning, so I'd better leave this opportunity to others. I'll take a step first."

"Yamamoto Ichiro, you are a samurai under Mifune-sama, can you bear this tone? Just let this foreigner be so arrogant on our territory?"

Ichiro Yamamoto gave a wry smile, his complexion as black as the bottom of a pot.

what can he do

Even Mr. Lijiao, who is far stronger than him, lost so simply, what was he doing up there? Do you act as a stepping stone for the other party?

Moreover, the samurai sword in his hand was made by a famous swordsmith with the money he had saved for a long time, so it must not be exported out of nowhere like this.

So Ichiro Yamamoto chose to play dead.

But it turns out that not everyone cares about gains and losses before fighting like Sato and Ichiro Yamamoto.

"Miyamoto Kojiro, please advise!"

"The big disciple of the Huayue school, Songhua smiles."

"Samurai Echizen Ryoma."

One after another, people they knew or didn't know stood up to challenge Abel. They knew they would lose, but they wanted to do their part.

Even if it took away a little bit of Abel's strength, or allowed him to perform one and a half moves, it was the result of their efforts.

Just to be able to delay the arrival of the man who made the final decision!

"Come on, good job!"

"You are all role models of warriors in my iron country!"

"Knowing that you will lose so what, daring to shine the sword is the will of iron!"

More and more people began to spontaneously cheer for the challengers. Even if they lost, they would get everyone's applause and comfort.

When this kind of plot is placed in a film and television drama, the protagonist will usually make an appearance at the last moment, and then gather everyone's beliefs to defeat the powerful enemy BOSS!

"Well, co-authoring the BOSS is myself again."

At this time, Abel's back was filled with all kinds of swords and weapons, all of which were left by those who came to challenge him, and there were many exquisite products among them.

Of course, this also attracted great hatred for him.

It's a pity that none of the people in the Iron Country are 'eye ninjas', otherwise, it is estimated that he could be killed and melted a hundred times just by sight.

"The 99th knife, who else?"

For a while, there was no sound.

All the onlookers of Iron Country were shocked.

99 knives means that the opponent has won 99 games in a row!

And there is still no trace of fatigue.

In addition, if the opponent wins another game, it will be a hundred wins, that is, a hundred people will be killed!

If they really get this kind of achievement, then their country of iron will really be unable to hold up their heads in the future.

So at this time, no one dared to appear on the stage rashly.

Whoever loses the next game will be a sinner nailed to the pillar of shame!

In this case, the man that everyone had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! It's Mifune-sama coming!"

"What? Mifune-sama is really here?"

"That's great, thank God. If Mifune-sama ignores it, maybe the other party will really let the other party step on the reputation of our iron country warriors to become famous."

"It's really stable now, no matter how powerful this guy is, he can't beat Master Mifune!"

"That's right, Master Mifune is invincible!"

. . . . .

Like the stars holding the moon, Mifune came straight inside, and then saw the somewhat arrogant sign on the ground.

Then he came to Abel without any expression.

"My name is Mifune, and I am the general of the Iron Kingdom, the leader of all warriors. May I ask who you are? What is the purpose of doing this?"

"The nameless swordsman, it's not worth mentioning. As for the purpose, your sword is good, can you give it to me?"

Finally, when the Lord came, Abel became a little more serious.

After all, Mifune still has two talents, which should not be underestimated.

"Want my knife?"

Mifune looked at the swords pierced behind the opponent, and frowned slightly.

"If you don't dare to fight, then retreat, General of the Iron Country, that's all."

Faced with such a clumsy aggressive method, Mifune would certainly not be fooled.

But in the current situation, he had no other choice at all.

If even he retreats, it will be a major blow to his reputation, and it will also seriously damage the inner beliefs of the people of the Iron Country.

Thinking of this, he knew that today's battle could not be avoided.

"Since that's the case, let's learn from Your Excellency!"

While speaking, Mifune had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and the posture of Iai Zhan was done instinctively.

Then, with a swish, he disappeared in place in an instant.

When the figure of Mifune reappeared, he was already a few meters behind Abel, and the famous sword Kurosawa was slowly returning to its sheath!

With a clatter.

Half of the kitchen knife whirled and plunged into the ground.