Kawashima Sulang ran for a distance, but his right arm was stabbed in the right arm by Du Lisi, which caused him to bleed. He lost too much blood and passed out on the roadside.
It happened that Prince Su Shanqi was passing by with his troops, and some of his soldiers discovered Kawashima Sulang.
"Take him back to the palace for treatment," Shanqi said.
"Your Majesty, looking at this man's attire, he is a Japanese ronin. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to take him back." One of his subordinates said.
"Don't be so small. The Japanese are human beings too. If they die here, wouldn't they lose their lives?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Prince Su's Mansion.
Shanqi came to the backyard to visit Kawashima Satami.
"How do you feel now?" Shanqi asked.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life!" Kawashima Satami had woken up at this time, struggled to get out of bed, and knelt on the ground to kowtow to Shan Qi.
"Please get up quickly! You don't need to be so polite." Shanqi helped Kawashima Satami up from the ground with both hands.
"My lord, you are such a kind person."
"May I have your name?"
"Kawashima Hayami."
"You are japanese?"
"Yes."
"Then how did you get hurt?"
"Prince Qi, I came to China to visit an old friend. As a result, he moved and could not be found. I planned to return to Japan. Unexpectedly, I encountered a thief on the way and tried to steal my belongings. I resisted. , fought with them, but were injured by them." Kawashima Satami lied.
"So that's it. Then you should have a good rest. When you fully recover, it won't be too late to return to Japan."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Kawashima Satami gave Shanqi another ninety-degree bow.
Half a month later.
Kawashima Satami's wound was 70% to 80% healed.
Start practicing Oriental swordsmanship in the garden.
I saw him holding a Japanese sword in his hand, jumping up and down, moving agilely, and attacking quickly.
"Good sword skills!" After Shanqi arrived, he stopped to watch and couldn't help but praise.
"My lord, when did you come?" Kawashima Solami then realized that Shanqi was watching him practice his sword. He stopped his moves and asked.
"I've been here for a while," Shanqi said with a smile, "I didn't expect your Eastern swordsmanship to be so powerful."
"My lord, you are ridiculous. My level is only average in Japan." Kawashima Satami wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.
"You don't have to be too modest. It can be seen that your current kung fu can be regarded as first-rate."
"Why, does the prince also know martial arts?"
"I don't know much about it, and I only know a little bit."
"So, what is the prince good at?"
"I prefer Wudang swordsmanship."
"Your Majesty also knows Wudang swordsmanship?"
"I know a little bit."
"Then, can you please give me a demonstration?"
"Okay," Shanqi took off his outer clothes, rolled up his sleeves, came to the courtyard, stretched out his arms and legs, without any damage, "Then I will practice a Tai Chi sword for you. Look."
"Okay!"
Someone handed the sword to Shanqi. He held it in his hand and started practicing.
Tai Chi sword is Wudang's unique sword technique, which emphasizes softness with hardness and softness to overcome hardness.
At first, he practiced each move very slowly, so that he could see clearly. Later, he practiced faster and faster, and the sound of the sword cutting through the air was endless.
"Good swordsmanship!" Kawashima Satami kept cheering.
After finishing a set of sword dances, Shanqi's energy did not grow, his face did not change, and he appeared to be at ease.
"Your Majesty, I really didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so exquisite. Can you teach me?"
"Okay, I think your Eastern swordsmanship is pretty good, can you teach it to me?" Shanqi asked.
