Ning Chen came to the stall that had Shandong green onions and was about to ask how much they cost per pound.
Suddenly, the boss behind the stall rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.
"?"
A question mark appeared on Ning Chen's head.
Then the nearby stall owners and customers all fell to the ground and fainted. The scene was very strange.
"Plop! Plop! Plop!"
The sound of falling to the ground kept coming.
If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely be scared to death, but who is Ning Chen? He found the "murderer" immediately.
There was a big hole in the ceiling of the market.
Two people were standing on the load-bearing steel beam below.
An elderly man, thin, wearing a kimono and holding a samurai sword.
Remember URL
The invisible and colorless sword intent spread out from his body like a tide. Anyone who came into contact with this sword intent would faint instantly.
Except for Ning Chen and a young man standing in front of him.
There were dozens of sword wounds on the young man's body, but they were not deep or fatal. They were just bloody, turning him almost into a bloody man.
He was half-kneeling on the steel beam, panting, and blood kept pouring and dripping from the wound.
"Do you feel it? Ye Gulou."
The old man raised his long sword, and his indifferent Japanese words were mixed with a hint of hatred, "I want you to pay back a hundred times the pain you have endured, Mr. Shou."
"Hmph, the majestic Swordsman of Sakura Kingdom actually traveled across the ocean to personally hunt down one of my juniors... Tokugawa Ichiro, you are not afraid that the news will spread and make people laugh!"
The young man snorted coldly.
"Are these your last words?"
Tokugawa Ichiro was unmoved.
'Damn it! This old guy chased me from Binhai to Qingzhou but never killed me. Is he playing tricks on me? '
The young man gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with the desire to survive, "Am I, Ye Gulou, going to die in a place like this today... Huh? That's..."
"How come there's still one who's not fainted?"
At the moment of life and death, Ye Gulou's eyes wandered away, but he found Ning Chen thinking in front of the stall.
He was stunned for a moment.
Tokugawa Ichiro clearly used his sword intention, so there shouldn't be anything conscious within a few hundred meters!
"In this case, do I have to pay?"
"How about taking two and leaving secretly? Green onions are not valuable anyway."
Ning Chen thought secretly.
"Um?"
Tokugawa Ichiro, who was above, also noticed him, with a look of confusion on his face, "How could this happen? Where did this kid come from?"
"Down!"
He turned his eyes and glared at Ning Chen fiercely.
An invisible and colorless spiritual shock shot out.
Even a master of internal strength like Ye Gulou could not bear the sight of his sword master, Tokugawa Ichiro, and would faint on the spot.
But the actual situation was very different from what he thought.
Ning Chen didn't feel anything. He even reached out and picked up two green onions. It seemed that he was here to buy vegetables.
"Nani?"
Tokugawa Ichiro's old eyes widened and he looked at this Chinese young man in disbelief.
Ye Gulou was also confused. What is going on?
How could an ordinary person resist Tokugawa Ichiro's terrifying vision?
You know, this Sakura Kingdom Swordsman is the founder of the world's first-class force "Yasukuni Samurai Association". If the grandmaster comes over, he will only be hacked to death!
"What a strong spirit."
Tokugawa Ichiro was not in a hurry to kill Ye Gulou, but instead became interested in Ning Chen.
He waved the katana in his hand, and a wisp of white sword energy fell down.
With a sound of "Chi!", the vegetable stall was cut open like tofu, all kinds of vegetables were scattered on the ground, and even the steel and concrete were cut open.
The two Shandong green onions that Ning Chen had just picked were also cut in half!
"are you crazy?"
Ning Chen scolded Tokugawa Ichiro, "You beat yourselves, why are you cutting my vegetables when you have nothing to do!"
"..." Ye Gulou fell into confusion and silence.
When a normal person sees this kind of scene, shouldn't he be frightened and helpless?
"Interesting." Tokugawa Ichiro's lips curled up, showing great interest in Ning Chen.
"Friend, run away!"
At this time, Ye Gulou issued a warning from above, "Go to Binhai Ye's house and ask my dad to help me take revenge!!"
Ning Chen was too lazy to pay attention to these two people.
He threw away the chopped green onion in his hand and picked up another intact one.
"Crack!"
The white sword energy came in response and chopped the green onion into pieces.
A blue vein protruded from Ning Chen's forehead, and he slowly raised his head, "Old man, you are so fucking impatient, aren't you..."
"Hmph, who are you?"
Tokugawa Ichiro sneered, stared straight at Ning Chen, and said in broken Chinese: "Will the Ancient Martial Arts Association send a brat like you to die?"
"I'm just here to buy groceries, and I have no interest in getting involved in your affairs."
Ning Chen took a deep breath, "If you dare to chop my green onions again, I will chop you. I will do what I say."
After that, he bent down again and picked up the last intact green onion.
"Uh-huh!"
The white sword energy strikes again!
How could he, a majestic swordsman and a being above a grandmaster, be frightened by a little kid?
If you tell me not to do it, I won’t do it. Wouldn’t that make me lose face?
Not only will I chop onions, I will chop you too!
With this in mind, Tokugawa Ichiro did not intend to continue to tangle with cannon fodder like Ning Chen. This sword was intended to kill him both human and body, severely shocking the Ancient Martial Arts Association!
But the next second, Ning Chen disappeared strangely.
The majestic sword master's sword actually cut through the air.
"Nani!"
Tokugawa Ichiro was shocked, and quickly concentrated his attention, his consciousness swept all directions, searching for Ning Chen's location.
"behind!"
He turned around suddenly and saw Ning Chen.
This young Chinese man with a hint of immaturity on his face used a green onion as his sword and his expression was extremely cold.
"not good!!!"
Tokugawa Ichiro's heart beat violently.
Master!
He was mistaken. This young man was just like him, a master above the master!
"The sinister ancient martial arts association!!"
Tokugawa Ichiro roared, and as soon as he raised his katana, the green onion hit him on the neck at an incredible speed.
Then something terrible happened.
Tokugawa Ichiro's head suddenly flew into the sky with a puff!
The green onions swept across, bringing up fountain-like pillars of blood!
The sword master of Sakura Kingdom was beheaded!
"..."
Ye Gulou looked at this scene, his mind went blank.
Ning Chen had already landed, looking at Tokugawa Ichiro's falling body with disgust on his face, and muttered: "What a shame."
Throwing away the green onions that had killed people, he ran to another stall to get one, then picked up a few winter bamboo shoots, and then walked slowly outside the vegetable market.
Only then did Ye Gulou come back to his senses.
He put his head in his hands and tore his hair outwards.
died!
Sword Master Tokugawa Ichiro, dead? ?
Beheaded by a green onion!
"etc!"
Ye Gulou hurriedly jumped down from the sky and landed next to Ning Chen. He looked at him with a complicated and shocking look, "Senior...senior, you..."
"What's up?"
Ning Chen glanced at him.
"Plop!"
Ye Gulou knelt directly on the ground, cupped his fists and said, "Senior, please accept me as your disciple!"
