Ding Yi looked at Liu Wusheng with a smile, and the latter had a helpless expression on his face.
Why is there such a stupid young man everywhere he goes? His identity is public. The Fusang young man naturally thinks that he is the strongest one among the Dayong envoys.
As for Ding Yi's identity, he is just a guard beside Princess Dayong, so naturally he will not attract Kimura's attention.
This time, the leader of the Dayong Navy was the most powerful one. Kimura naturally believed that Liu Wusheng was the one with the strongest force among the Dayong Mission.
The other Liu Wusheng was not even ranked among the top ten in the Dayong Mission, and Dongfang Jianchen's strength was slightly better than Liu Wusheng's.
The Dinghai Divine Needle of the Dayong Mission is Ding Yi. Dongcang Xuanji also knows this, and the Fusang Mission also knows it.
It's just that why Dongcang Xuanji didn't reveal the true information about the Dayong Mission is somewhat intriguing.
Ding Yi and Liu Wusheng looked at each other, and they also thought about this question.
Luo Qiang on the side showed an interested smile, only Dongfang Jianchen still held his sword in his arms.
Prince Qianqing on the side didn't know why. Isn't Ding Yi the most powerful person in Dayong's mission? Why did this Fusang young man not look for Ding Yi but also look for Liu Wusheng.
"General Kimura, please help yourself," Liu Wusheng said to the Fusang young man quietly.
"Kimura will come again," Kimura said to the crowd again, bending his body to 90 degrees, making a standard Fuso bow.
"Kimura farewell," Kimura straightened his body and said to everyone.
After that, he left without looking back.
Seeing the back of the departing Fusang young man, Liu Wusheng shook his head. This was nothing to say.
"Xinna Kimura, this person is very scheming and will not give up until he achieves his goal." Ding Yi's eyes flashed and he reminded Liu Wusheng.
"It doesn't matter, he's just a noble son from a noble family, he's not that powerful." Luo Qiang on the side said confidently.
"Not necessarily. If you look at the way he walks, one foot is high and the other is low. His whole body's strength seems to be concentrated on his left leg. And although his hand holding the knife is very casual, this way of holding the knife Combined with his left leg, this knife will definitely break the news."
Ding Yi analyzed it to Luo Qiang.
"Then what level of cultivation should he have reached?" Liu Wusheng also nodded and asked. As a martial arts practitioner, Liu Wusheng naturally knows the coordination of limbs.
But Kimura's walking posture is indeed a bit weird, and his walking posture is indeed one foot high and one foot low.
You really can't tell if you don't look carefully.
Naturally, this subtle movement could not escape the eyes of Ding Yi and Liu Wusheng.
Ding Yi has practiced the "Dugu Nine Swords" and has reached the point where he can freely draw the sword and the angle of the sword.
Naturally, he also noticed the gesture of the Fuso young man holding the knife. It seemed casual, but it matched the powerful explosive power of his left foot.
He believed that Kimura's sword blow must have made ghosts and gods cry in shock.
"Why didn't I see it?" Prince Qianqing asked everyone in confusion.
"You are not a traditional monk. Of course you have not seen this. Go and practice hard. In the future, I will capture a few Fuso beasts and imprison them in the Demon Suppression Tower." Ding Yi patted Prince Qianqing on the shoulder. Then he said in relief.
"He is a master, a master of the swordsman style." Dongfang Jianchen, who had been silent for a long time, spoke to the crowd.
His eyes also showed a strong fighting spirit, which was the spark caused by the collision between a strong man and a strong man.
"Can you beat him?" Prince Qianqing asked Dongfang Jianchen curiously.
Dongfang Jianchen is taciturn and rarely takes action.
But it doesn't mean that he is not strong. On the contrary, Dongfang Jianchen has a paranoid obsession with swordsmanship.
"Within three moves, he is strong, after three moves, I am strong," Dongfang Jianchen said firmly, with strong fighting spirit revealed in his firm eyes.
"Okay, don't brag. After he took three blows, you may have been seriously injured. What else are you using to fight him? Just understand the swordsmanship I taught you. As long as you understand the broken weapon With this move, you can cause trouble."
Ding Yi taught Dongfang Jianchen a lesson.
Dongfang Jianchen had a thoughtful expression on his face, and then he lowered his head, but said nothing.
Because he knew that Ding Yi was not wrong and that Kimura had not taken action, but the situation of Kimura's action had been deduced several times in his mind, and he knew that he would be defeated within three moves.
"He can't be that powerful, right?" Luo Qiang's face turned pale and he asked Ding Yi again.
"Don't look at the enemy. Although Fusang is a small country, the Fusang people are fierce and violent. They are cruel to themselves, so they cannot be underestimated." Ding Yi smiled casually and said to Luo Qiang.
After hearing Ding Yi's explanation, everyone felt all sorts of emotions welling up in their hearts.
The Fusang Kingdom is indeed a land of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
The Fusang young man seemed to be polite, but in fact he was a naked threat. He was the kind of master who would not give up until he achieved his goal.
"It seems that you can't look at Fuso Warrior. He and Dongcang Xuanji are very powerful." Liu Wusheng's pupils shrank slightly, and then he asked Ding Yi.
"Dongcang Xuanji is different from him. Dongcang Xuanji should not be able to pass three blinks in his hands. The swordsmanship he practices is very weird. It is similar to the swordsmanship of Daowangzong, but compared with the swordsmanship of Daowangzong. Even more ruthless and cruel." Ding Yi's eyes flickered, and then he said quietly.
That young man was actually slightly better than Dongcang Xuanji, which made Liu Wusheng's face darken slightly.
Dongcang Xuanji killed through the entire killing city. Although there are still many hidden powerhouses in the imperial capital who have not taken action, it is already clear how powerful he is.
If it weren't for the power of Ding Yi's sword, perhaps the entire city of killing would have been ruled by Dongcang Xuanji and other Fuso warriors.
"Don't worry, we will see Fuso Rao's performance, tonight at the latest. Fuso people will express themselves no matter where they are, and they are also good at expressing themselves."
"No matter which country they are playing against, they will perform well. They will show their strength so that they can fill their deep-rooted inferiority complex," Ding Yi analyzed to the crowd.
After hearing Ding Yi's analysis, everyone felt it made sense.
Fuso people have this kind of personality. They constantly express themselves and show their strength because they want to get rid of the inferiority complex caused by geographical limitations.
They are cruel in nature and also plan to expand their territory.
They are a group of raw invaders, a group of inhuman lunatics.
There is no need for the Fusang nation in this world, because they have no bottom line for their own interests.
Dongfang Jianchen turned around and left silently. Seeing Dongfang Jianchen's departing back, everyone felt an unprecedented pressure coming towards them.
They still don't know how much crisis is waiting for them in Fuso Country. Although their mission has basically been completed, how can Fuso Country let them leave so easily.
What kind of person is the Sun King, whose person has only been heard but not seen? Such a perverted nation has appeared under his rule. It can be seen that this Sun King is not an ordinary ruler.
A black-armored guard walked toward the crowd. The black-armored guard's steps were light, but he gave people a feeling of being as calm as a mountain.
This feeling is very strange, Ding Yi’s eyes are dim
He felt the fierce bloody aura of the black-armored guard, as well as the sharp fighting spirit.
Another master, with a lot of blood stained in his hands, he should be a top powerhouse who is often on the edge of life and death.
"Hello, dear guests, Wang Cai will hold a grand welcome ceremony tonight at Shanglin Garden. I hope all guests will arrive on time." The young man in black armor bowed to everyone.
His behavior was the same as Na Kimura's, with the utmost etiquette, making it impossible for anyone to find any faults.
"What's the name of this general?" Liu Wusheng felt the strong blood-evil aura of the black-armored young man, and his eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but ask.
"Your Majesty is General Liu, I am Kurosawa Akira. You may also call me Kurosawa." There was no emotion on the face of the black-armored guard, and he replied with a bit of arrogance in his calm tone.
