Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

This kind of experience accumulates slowly, and when quantitative change leads to qualitative change, that is the day when swordsmanship is perfected.

After returning the items on the boat to their original owners, Uesugi Kiyoshi and Toufu Maki whispered a few words.

Then, the eldest daughter of the Dongwen family politely stepped forward and said a few words of thanks, and finally said goodbye politely.

Li Fuyao came out gracefully, holding her oil-paper umbrella, and led them back the way they came.

The heavy wooden door of the courtyard closed heavily, the footsteps gradually faded away, and the sound of rain began to dance wildly in the courtyard again.

Li Taisui slowly opened his eyes.

He tapped the table beside him with his index finger from time to time, and there seemed to be a myriad of thoughts between his brows.

After a moment's silence, he suddenly spoke.

"Third brother, what do you think of that boy?"

Ye San also assumed the same comfortable posture as Li Taisui, tilting his head and looking at his right arm.

The red mark drawn by Uesugi Kiyoshi has disappeared without a trace.

But the icy and piercing feeling of being stabbed by the sharp blade seemed to still linger in his mind.

There was also the long-lost excitement of blood boiling and meeting a worthy rival.

There is no warrior who doesn't like these.

Ye San nodded gently, his eyes flashing, and the smile on his face was full of appreciation.

"He has a clear mind and is good at speaking. He is better than both of us."

"He must have learned Baji by himself. It's all from books. It's a bit rigid, but there's no trace of any faction."

"It's already pretty good, but the swordsmanship is even more amazing to me."

"Although I held back just now, there are not many swordsmen in this city who can leave marks on me."

"Most importantly, his mind is clear. As a warrior, he is not blinded by the desire to win and can control himself. This is really rare for someone of his age."

“Don’t be arrogant because of victory, and don’t be discouraged because of defeat. Know your heart and know when to advance and when to retreat.”

"People like this can go further on the path of transcendence and are less likely to go astray."

"He's quite young, probably around the same age as Fuyao, right? No need to be too old, give him ten years, his future is limitless."

Not knowing whether he listened or not, Li Taisui thought for a long time, shaking his head, and sighed heavily.

"Maybe this is the escape route left by that old Dong Wenjue?"

"The strength and magnanimity he displayed today were barely enough to overshadow the Eastern Literature Association."

"I see that the girl from the Dongwen family obeys him, and I don't know where he comes from."

Ye San raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"No way?"

"Grandpa Taisui, are you really getting old and confused?"

"Didn't you see where that kid came from?"

He slammed the table in fear, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Come on, he has already introduced himself as a master, from the Shinkage School."

"He started with Iai, then the Thunder Blade. The Iai he used at the beginning had some shadows of the [Funeral Blade]. Later, he even used the [Mysterious Night Blade] from the Ii Xiang Society to cut off my neck-killing hand. Add all these together, and you can't guess where he learned this skill from?"

"The Shinkage-ryu flourished in the Yagyu school, but the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu passed down by the Yagyu Santengu is more inclined to rely on the principle of harmony. This kind of style that relies on Iai and the quick sword to achieve a surprise victory is only mastered by one person in the entire Tokyo city."

Li Taisui nodded thoughtfully.

"Are you talking about the disciples of Kamiizumi Hidekawa?"

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"That makes sense. The old playboy Shangquan Xiuchuan has a close relationship with Dong Wenjue. Although he is a bit arbitrary, he is quite chivalrous. His only daughter's life was saved by Dong Wenjue at the cost of many lives. It's not surprising that his disciples came to lend a helping hand at this critical moment."

Ye Sanxu narrowed his eyes and his tone was a little weird.

"Hey, you think it's just a helping hand?"

"Dong Wenjue only had one daughter, and now he is dead - whether he died for real or fake, he would definitely pave the way for his daughter before he died."

"Do you think he would consider his daughter's lifelong event?"

"Can a girl hold the position of leader of the Dongwen Society? If she had a fiancé or something to help her, wouldn't it be more reliable?"

"Does he need someone who is good enough?"

"Over the years, I have met many young people who are better than Aqing."

Ye San shook his head.

"He is much better than his peers in every aspect."

"You told me when you first learned about the Dongwen incident that Dongwen Jue might have faked his death to help his daughter grow up, and Dongwen Yu was the test question he left behind."

"I think that Dong Wenjue left this unfinished game. Rather than being a test for his daughter, it is more of a test for Ah Qing."

"After all, you want a little girl to grow up to be the leader of the underworld overnight. That's just a daydream."

“Mentalities and personalities may change due to enlightenment, but the rules for dealing with various things cannot be achieved overnight.”

"But this Ah Qing is different. He has the talent to do great things."

"Through this shocking change, I can see clearly the character, strength, bearing, and courage of this young man, and then decide whether to hand my daughter over to him."

"Hey, you know what. Becoming Dong Wenjue's son-in-law can save me decades of hard work. That girl is also as beautiful as a flower. It's hard for ordinary young people to resist such temptation."

"Look, Shangquan Xiuchuan's apprentice and Dong Wenjue's daughter are a perfect match."

"If this couple really gets together and has a child, won't the child still have the blood of the Dongwen family? Handing the Dongwen Club over to him will keep the wealth within the family. Dongwenjue, that old man, is very smart."

Li Taisui sat up straight after hearing this.

He muttered a curse and agreed, "You know what, it's quite interesting."

"At such a desperate moment, there is suddenly someone to rely on. I'm afraid it's hard not to let that little girl look at her differently."

"The hero saves the beauty. Although it's old-fashioned, it's a routine that never goes out of date. That's how Ningning first fell in love with me, wasn't it?"

"Cough cough."

Perhaps realizing that he had said something out of turn, Li Taisui covered up his words with a cough.

Ye San rolled his eyes at him, not wanting to pay attention to the gossip he had already chewed over.

"Dong Wenjue is a man of deep scheming. He is good at taking advantage of situations and can squeeze out all the potential value of a thing. This is why he was able to start from scratch."

"You see, his death was very worthwhile."

"But. Hum!"

Li Taisui looked at Ye San with some doubt, and asked puzzledly: "Old Third, why do I feel that you are still a little resentful?"

"I say, I know you have always had a heart for talent. You are used to being a coach, and you are willing to help young people with a promising future. But he has a master, and maybe even a future father-in-law. You should stop interfering, okay?"

Ye San shook his head disapprovingly.

"This is not like queuing up at the supermarket, where it's first come first served. Good stuff belongs to whoever gets it first."

Seeing Ye San's gradually changing smile, Li Taisui felt a little flustered for some reason. He asked anxiously, "I say, Lao San, what are you up to now?"

Ye San stroked his small wine pot and said suggestively, "Old Tai Sui, is the Dragon Sparrow Terrace martial arts performance coming soon?"

Li Taisui counted with his fingers and said thoughtfully, "It's not right in front of us, but it's definitely not far away."

There was a gleam of light in Ye San's eyes and his voice became deep.

"We two brothers are wandering around, and we only have this one chance to go home. I don't know how many people are waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves. So, do you want to be humble and lose face at such a grand event?"

Li Taisui made a "Pooh" sound, his eyes widened, and his voice tone rose several degrees.

"If Old Li had been able to lower his head, he wouldn't be in this state now. You, Third Brother, stop wasting time and just speak your mind."

"From what you said, you want that kid to go to Longquetai to practice martial arts?"

He thought for a moment and shook his head.

"No, even if he goes, he will represent the New Yin Ryu. It's not like Kamiizumi Hidekawa has never been to the Dragon Sparrow Terrace. His disciples are outsiders to us."

"Besides, Fuyao's current kung fu is more than enough to handle the martial arts performance. It won't be a big problem. There's no need to do anything unnecessary."

Ye San didn't seem to agree with this.

"The martial arts performance at Longquetai is not just a one-on-one fight. Among the young men we are familiar with, only the guy surnamed Liu is capable. The others would just be a drag."

"That's a stage for the younger generations to compete for face. Old bones like us can't take part. Otherwise, why bother with so much trouble?"

"If Ah Qing goes, he will definitely be Fuyao's right-hand man."

Li Taisui pondered for a while and felt that what Ye San said made sense.

Apart from anything else, he could find no fault with Uesugi Kiyoshi's sword skills. This torrential rain of lightning swords was truly astonishing.

"But he is an outsider."

"We forced him to come here. Even if he agreed, others would laugh at us for having no one at home."

Ye San took a sip of the wine slowly and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Yes, I am an outsider now."

"Hey, old man, do you think Fuyao's husband is an outsider?"

Li Taisui's face fell immediately, he pointed at Ye San's nose and started spraying.

"Third brother, are you crazy? I'm telling you, I only have this one precious daughter. If she wants to get married, she must be very selective and must pass my test!"

"I won't let those trivial things delay Fuyao's lifelong happiness!"

Ye San sneered mercilessly.

"Okay, I don't know your family status? Who are you trying to fool?"

"You have the final say on this matter?"

"Fuyao is the boss of your family, her mother is second, and you are the one at the bottom, so stop pretending here, is it fun?"