under the mount Fuji.
Jiushiju Bar.
Miyamoto Mamoru was enjoying the geisha's singing and dancing while drinking sakura wine. Suddenly, two footsteps sounded in the corridor outside.
He heard the sound and glanced at the closed wooden door. As a saint, he could easily sense who was coming.
Miyamoto Mamoru raised his hand and the wooden door opened. He smiled and said, "Misugi-kun, Okita-kun, what do you want from me?"
Ninja leader Okita Takayuki and monk leader Misugihara walked in together. They first saluted Miyamoto Mamoru, then knelt down on both sides of the table. The latter's bald head shone in the light, "Miyamoto-kun, this is a big event. Oops, Nakajima-san has activated the highest level of black alert."
"Nani?"
Miyamoto Mamoru was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "What's the reason?"
The so-called black alert has been activated twice in history.
The first time was BC, which was very long ago. During the Qin Dynasty in China, a Taoist alchemist named Xu Fu, who was equivalent to the peak martial master, took three thousand boys and girls across the sea and landed on the island, setting off a wave of In the end, for unknown reasons, a truce broke out and the two sides reached a settlement. However, Xu Fu and his accompanying boys and girls all stayed behind and did not return to China until their death.
The second time was launched within a hundred years. In four or five years, two atomic bombs were airborne.
The devastating disaster and the panic of everyone in the country. There were even three disciples of the martial arts level who were training in the two cities that were exploding at the time, but they were completely wiped out like ordinary people!
Today, the black alert was activated for the third time. A catastrophe is definitely coming!
"Jiangzhou Wu Zun entered the country at three o'clock this afternoon." As Okita Takayuki said, his goatee trembled up and down, "Just half an hour ago, he was alone, oh no, there was a little girl with him. "
"Jun Zhao is finally here."
Miyamoto Mamoru then stood up. He reached out and held down the two swords hanging on his waist. "After a year, he must have entered the holy realm to keep the appointment. Lonely me, lonely sword, this day I’ve been looking forward to it for a long time!”
The fact that Zhao Fan killed half of the top leaders of the Dark Vatican in the United States has not spread. After all, the Dark Vatican is not as good as before, and the internal people dare not let out the slightest news, lest the Light Vatican know about it and launch a devastating war, even the other major power in the United States. The camp doesn’t even know it, let alone the extraordinary circles in other places?
Therefore, Zhao Fan still carries the name of Jiangzhou Martial Lord in the eyes of the world.
Miyamoto Mamoru, on the other hand, intuitively felt that the other party was here to keep an appointment. If he had not stepped into the holy realm, how could he have traveled across the ocean to give someone away for no reason?
Okita Takayuki and Misugihara looked at each other. The former had participated in the attack on Jiangzhou Wu Zun and was the clearest about the details. He said solemnly: "Miyamoto-kun, you are in the early stages of becoming a saint, but the way of swordsmanship is still in its infancy. It can reach a power comparable to that of the middle stage of the Holy Realm. As far as I know, since Jiangzhou Wu Zun appeared in this world, he has shown combat power that ignores the small realm in several duels. If he really enters the Holy Realm for the first time now, he will never come if he does not have the confidence. He went to the appointment, not to mention that at that time, even with your best skills, you couldn't kill him..."
Misugihara nodded and said: "In our opinion, if we abandon the spirit of the oath, gather the top extraordinary people of the entire empire, and add the heavy weapons of the military, whether it is Jiangzhou Martial Lord or Jiangzhou Martial Saint, let him stay here forever. Becoming nourishment for the land of Tokyo is the best solution. At the same time, what Okita-kun and I said also represents Nakajima-san’s meaning. I hope you will consider it!”
"One country against one person?" Miyamoto Mamoru shook his head disdainfully, "Wouldn't this make the world laugh at the extraordinary? Moreover, this would also trample on the dignity of my swordsmanship."
"Miyamoto-kun!"
Okita Takayuki was anxious. In terms of strength and status, none of the ten of him was inferior to the other one, and he was at a loss for a moment.
The same is true for Misugihara.
