Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

It definitely took less than five minutes. Both of them moved very quickly and the fight was over in less than three minutes.

But Ye San had no objection.

He shrugged, a casual and relaxed look on his face again. He brushed off the remaining cloth on his arm and pursed his lips.

"Look, someone is speaking for you."

"Uesugi Qing, right? That's a bit hard to pronounce, so I'll just call you Qing."

"Ah Qing, your victory condition is not to break my old bones, have you forgotten?"

"Besides, it was just a draw at best. You didn't lose, so don't dwell on it."

Ye San's accent had a strong Jiangnan flavor, but there was no malice in it, just like an elder chatting with a younger generation.

He seemed to be somewhat emotional.

"When I was your age, all I wanted was to be brave and aggressive. I had learned all the skills, and I was the boss. I didn't want to be defeated by anyone."

"You want me to obey? Fine, beat me down first."

“Even if I lose sometimes, I will find ten thousand excuses, thinking hard in my heart, if it weren’t for this or that, I would definitely win.”

Ye San looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi, his eyes flickering with a hint of nostalgia.

"It's not just me. I've seen too many young people like this."

"Young people are full of vigor and passion, and they just want to fight for their lives."

As he spoke, Ye San gave a bitter smile.

"I have suffered this kind of loss, and the result is this - I can't use my name, I can't go home, I am drifting in a foreign country, like a rootless duckweed, and I can only drink every day to drown my sorrows and find joy in misery."

Ye San patted Uesugi Kiyoshi's shoulder in a casual manner.

"You are very good."

“Don’t be too proud or too discouraged. Young people are to be feared and the future is promising.”

“It’s easy to admit victory, but it’s hard to admit defeat wholeheartedly. This is a truth I only understood after I turned 30.”

"If you lose, you lose your skills. If you can't afford to lose, you lose your heart."

"You are better than I was back then."

After saying these words, Ye Sancai came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly.

"Look at me, I'm old now and I love to talk too much."

"Since you managed to survive my attack and put me in such a mess, you win."

"If you are really troubled, then when you are done with your work, feel free to come and spar with me. By then, I will spare no effort to play with you."

After saying that, Ye San smiled softly, turned around and went back to the eaves, sat down on the small stone bench, drank a sip of wine happily, his expression as usual.

Li Taisui, who was standing next to him, had a big smile on his face. Just as he was about to make fun of Ye San, Ye San took the initiative to stop him.

"What are you laughing at? If you don't agree, go up and try. It will be the same if you go."

Li Taisui was somewhat disapproving.

"Hey, with this kid's few crude Baji moves, Old Li can knock him away in three moves and let him pay homage to the ancestors! There will be no such thing as the following few moves!"

"Unlike you, you just let the water go. It's boring, boring!"

Ye San squinted his eyes and argued with Li Taisui without showing any weakness.

"What's the matter? Do you have a deep hatred between the child and you? Do you have to beat him to death?"

"Are you getting old and confused? Do you want me to weigh him or take his life?"

"I think Fuyao is right. With your brain, drink less or you will get Alzheimer's disease sooner or later!"

Li Taisui's expression froze. He couldn't think of anything to refute Ye San. He opened his mouth for a moment, then turned to look at his daughter. He was stung by the cold look in her eyes, and coughed hurriedly, then straightened his expression.

He waved his hand as if he didn't care.

"Alright, alright, you're quite good at Kung Fu, you're not just a talker."

"Old Li keeps his word!"

Li Taisui touched his chin and turned to Ye San.

"How long has it been since those little brats under my command fought and seen blood? Can they still move?"

Ye San took a sip of wine and nodded.

"Don't worry, I train them whenever I have nothing to do. None of them have improved in their skills. It just so happens that I received a batch of firewood sticks from the Russians last month. With them, it will be no problem for me to deal with the remaining clowns in the Dongwen family."

"Do you really think I have Alzheimer's disease?"

Li Taisui spat.

"You're still using firewood sticks. Do you want those cops to annoy me to death? Just give them a few short dogs. Humph, it's better to use a knife to go to the lair of that old man Duan Dong Wenjue. The terrain there is too complicated."

After hesitating for a moment, Li Taisui spoke again.

"Okay, go gather some people. It's still the same old rules. If you come, life and death are determined by fate. I'll take care of your wealth and honor. If you don't have the ability, you'll die or become disabled. I'll support his family and ensure he has no worries for the rest of his life. If you don't come, I won't force you."

"For those who have families and are already doing legitimate business, if anyone dares to join in the fun, I will just break their legs and make them sober."

He turned his gaze to Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"Young man, when do you want to start?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't hesitate and said bluntly: "There is no time to lose. Tomorrow night is Dong Wenyu's succession ceremony. It's a good time."

"Then tomorrow."

Li Taisui was even more decisive and did not hesitate at all.

"Old Third, are you going there in person?"

Ye San was about to nod indifferently, but someone beat him to it.

"Father, I will go."

Li Fuyao took a step forward with a strange smile on his face.

Li Taisui frowned and whispered, "Fuyao, this is not just an outing. That old man Dong Wenjue must have a back-up plan. Things may not be that simple tomorrow."

"Very dangerous."

Li Fuyao's expression did not change at all. She looked at her father and said seriously, "Father, since I was a child, you and Uncle San have taught me to learn boxing, practice qi, and condense qi. Could it be that you just want me to strengthen my body and be a good girl?"

"I've seen murder and arson before, so why are you worried?"

Li Taisui was not a rigid person. After thinking for a while, he gradually came to accept what Li Fuyao said.

My daughter has been mature and sensible since she was young. She is very organized in her work and rarely does anything without confidence. She must have her own considerations when she made this request.

Li Taisui glanced at Ye San, and Ye San immediately understood.

"If Fuyao wants to go, go ahead. I'll follow you. It's okay."

After receiving this promise, Li Taisui no longer had any worries and sat up straight.

"Then it's settled. If you have anything, just contact Fuyao. An old man like me won't get involved."

"Remember the words you said and the promises you made!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi bowed and thanked him politely.

"Then I would like to thank you Taisui for your help. Do you need a contract as a proof?"

Li Taisui shook his head disdainfully.

"Signing your name, signing your pledge, and leaving empty words on a piece of paper, what's the point? Old Li doesn't believe in that."

"Don't worry, I, Li Taisui, will keep my word and will never break it."

"But if you regret it and intend to cross the river and burn the bridge"

"hey-hey."

"Then I'll go get what you owe me."

"understand?"

Uesugi Qing nodded neither servilely nor arrogantly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Master Taisui."

"I hate people who break their promises the most."

"In that case, please look forward to tomorrow's battle results."

“I’m not very good at disappointing people!”

Chapter 105 Dragon Bird Terrace

Li Taisui drank the wine in the glass, sat on the stone bench, leaned against the wall, and squinted his eyes, feeling a little tipsy.

He waved casually.

"Then I'll look forward to the surprise you'll give me."

"Fuyao, go see the guests off."

His tone gradually became lower and he seemed to have fallen into a state of half-asleep and half-wakefulness.

Uesugi Qing exhaled a breath, feeling somewhat relieved.

He actually had no expectations for the ordinary members of the Tai Sui Gang - even if they were equipped with hot weapons, they were not the key to victory.

Those "firewood sticks" and "short dogs" are probably slang, and they probably refer to guns.

Even so, it can only be considered icing on the cake at best.

But if Master Ye could be here

That is a big card that can overturn the situation in an extraordinary battle.

Today's goal has been perfectly achieved.

Although he was hit by a punch, he gained a lot. Not to mention anything else, just in the few minutes of fighting with Ye San, his understanding of the thunder sword has deepened.

He now has experience on how to deal with an opponent who is good at close combat next time.