From one person to nine to five

Chapter 403 Cutting off the water flow (1)

Deep in the ruined temple, dim light shines on the yellowed walls through the broken windows.

A lonely Japanese samurai stands in the center of the temple, his figure seems to be a legend buried deeply by the years.

The warriors wore mottled armor, and the mottled spots on the iron plates were like the marks of time, giving the armor a sense of vicissitudes of beauty.

Under his hood, a pair of deep eyes shone with determination, as if guarding the mysterious power in the temple.

The samurai sword hangs on his waist, and the blade is wrapped with layers of ancient packaging.

The hilt of the sword is full of traces of time, as if it were a book containing thousands of years of wisdom.

His fingers lightly brushed the sword hilt, feeling the ancient and firm power.

The warrior's face is engraved with the vicissitudes of time, and the wrinkles are like ripples of time, outlining a resolute and compassionate face.

His long hair was casually draped over his shoulders, polished by the years like ancient stone carvings, exuding a heroic aura that transcended the world.

In this dark and quiet ruined temple, the Japanese samurai is like a sleeping statue, waiting for some ulterior mission.

Xu Fu, holding a golden sword, looked like a mysterious warrior. His appearance broke the tranquility of the temple.

Chang Ge shimmered with metallic brilliance in the dim light, like a golden lightning streaking across the night sky.

Tanaka Jiro stood still, his eyes locked on Xu Fu like a sharp blade.

His heart was filled with calm and firm determination, like a deep lake that was not disturbed by external objects.

The atmosphere between the two warriors was solemn and oppressive, as if the entire temple was aware of the impending battle.

Tanaka Jiro's hand gently grasped the sword, and his body exuded an inviolable aura, like a guardian beast guarding the mysterious power of the temple.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, was holding a golden Changge, his posture was as tall as a mountain peak, and his eyes revealed a calm and sharp fighting spirit.

His shirt fluttered in the breeze, like a golden flag, playing a prelude to the battle that was about to begin.

The two warriors' eyes were like lightning, their fighting spirit was surging, and there was a tense and fierce atmosphere in the air.

The moment the battle started, Tanaka Jiro let out a low roar and rushed towards Xu Fu like lightning. He was holding a sharp sword, and the blade shone coldly in the dim light.

Xu Fu is as stable as a mountain, with a long sword in front of him, golden light flashing, like a magic weapon descending from the sky.

In the first move, Tanaka Jiro swung his sword quickly, and the sword blade cut through the air, making a harsh whistling sound.

With lightning speed, Xu Fu's Chang Ge swept out, and the golden light drew a bright arc in the air.

The two weapons collided in mid-air, making a deafening metallic collision sound.

Then, the two warriors were entangled like lightning.

Tanaka Jiro's swordsmanship is as fast as thunder, and each sword is precise and swift, as if he wants to cut the enemy in half with one blow.

Xu Fu's Chang Ge showed power like a violent storm when he swung it. Every blow carried strong power, like a ferocious beast showing off its power.

The figures of the two shuttled back and forth in the dim temple at such a fast speed that it was difficult to catch them.

The sword light and Ge shadow merged, and the air was filled with the smell of sparks and metal.

Tanaka Jiro's body is as strong as a swallow. Sometimes he retreats quickly to dodge, and sometimes he attacks like lightning.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, was calm and steady, blocking every attack with his solid long sword, and sometimes counterattacked with lightning-fast moves.

From move to move, the moves of the two warriors were like a dance, both fierce and beautiful.

Every move they make embodies years or even decades of martial arts cultivation. It is a sign of respect for their opponents and a display of their own cultivation.

Tanaka Jiro shouted loudly, and suddenly disappeared from Xu Fu's sight like lightning.

Xu Fu frowned slightly, and he noticed that Tanaka Jiro was faster.

The next moment, Tanaka Jiro appeared beside him, and his long sword pierced Xu Fu's vitals like lightning.

The corners of Xu Fu's mouth curled up slightly, and Chang Ge turned around, deflecting Tanaka Jiro's attacks one by one.

Although he is slightly inferior in strength, he makes up for this deficiency with his surprising tactics and steady body skills.

Tanaka Jiro frowned slightly, his opponent's strength exceeded his expectation. He calmed down his mind, turned from passive to active, and his long sword moves became more and more fierce.

Each strike was like a thunderbolt, so powerful that it seemed to tear the entire space apart.

Xu Fu faced the difficulty and formed a barrier of golden light during the dance of his Chang Ge, firmly blocking Tanaka Jiro's offensive.

Although his pace was steady, every step was prepared with momentum, as if he could launch a counterattack at any time.

Time seemed to slow down in this fierce duel, and every movement was stretched out, making people seem to be able to see every drop of sweat suspended in the air.

The dust in the temple was also picked up by the air currents of the battle and filled the dim air.

As the battle progressed, Tanaka Jiro gradually understood Xu Fu's tactics and began to use more sophisticated swordsmanship.

Sometimes his figure follows him like a shadow, sometimes like a gust of wind and rain, and his attacks are endless and unpredictable.

Facing the vagaries of Tanaka Jiro, Xu Fu gradually showed more profound martial arts.

His Chang Ge drew a beautiful arc in the air, and every wave seemed to contain a wonderful rhythm.

He began to use his body skills skillfully to avoid Tanaka Jiro's sharp attack, and then responded with a more fierce counterattack.

For a moment, the moves of the two warriors merged together, as beautiful and bright as fireworks blooming.

When Xu Fu's golden sword dances, it is like the surge of gold, like a bright moon hanging high in the night sky, while Tanaka Jiro's sword cuts through the sky like a strong wind, unstoppable.

The duel between the two is like a gorgeous dance, and every moment is a glorious contest between warriors.

Suddenly, Tanaka Jiro made a clever change in his movement. He passed through Xu Fu's offensive like running water and came to Xu Fu's back.

The long sword was swung, and its sharp edge was pointed directly at the back of Xu Fu's neck.

Xu Fu felt the crisis, his body instantly bent, and skillfully avoided Tanaka Jiro's fatal blow.

With a wave of his backhand, Chang Ge drew a silver arc and slashed hard at Tanaka Jiro's waist. Tanaka Jiro forced himself to dodge, but the strong wind drawn by Chang Ge still made him feel a sting.

The battle has entered a fierce stage, and the moves of the two warriors are like a mirror, beautiful and ever-changing.

Xu Fu's long sword is like a stream of gold, with infinite power in every swing, while Tanaka Jiro's long sword is like a cold star, shining with cold light in the night sky.

Each of their collisions was accompanied by a deafening clang of metal, and the temple seemed to tremble from the confrontation.

Both samurai were fully focused and displayed the essence of their respective martial arts without mercy.

Tanaka Jiro's offensive became more and more sharp, his sword skills were unpredictable, as fast as meteors, and unstoppable. Xu Fu, on the other hand, turned from passivity to initiative, meeting every attack of the enemy with fierce tactics and a calm mentality.

From move to move, the duel between the two warriors is no longer a simple confrontation, but a battle of souls and martial arts.

Their eyes shone with firm determination, and their desire for victory was intertwined with respect for their opponents.

Xu Fu suddenly restrained his offensive, and with a gentle wave of Chang Ge, Tanaka Jiro's sword force was eliminated without a trace.

He immediately rose into the sky, like a golden roc spreading its wings, flying across the sky.

This unexpected move caught Jiro Tanaka off guard.

However, Tanaka Jiro's reaction speed was extremely fast. He immediately performed the Huitian Sword Technique, turned his long sword, and a sword light cut through the night sky, facing Xu Fu unstoppably.

Xu Fu was unable to dodge and was swept across by Tanaka Jiro's sword energy. There was a sharp pain in his back and blood gushed out like a spring.

The air in the temple seemed to freeze, and time became extremely slow at this moment.

Xu Fu stabilized his figure and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes shone with a more determined light.

This blow did not seem to make him lose his fighting spirit, but instead inspired an even stronger fighting spirit.

"You are indeed not simple." Xu Fu said with a smile, with a hint of fighting spirit in his voice.

Tanaka Jiro also stopped his offensive at this moment. He looked at Xu Fu seriously, with a trace of respect in his eyes.

This battle is no longer just for survival, but a battle of respect for martial arts and respect for the opponent.

"You are not simple either." Tanaka Jiro responded, with a hint of depth in his voice.

Another fierce duel kicked off, and the two warriors started fighting fiercely again.

This time, Xu Fu used his body skills more skillfully to avoid Tanaka Jiro's sharp offensive, but responded with a more severe attack.

Each of his strikes carried an unusual power, as if the spiritual energy from heaven and earth had gathered together.

Tanaka Jiro is no longer conservative. His swordsmanship is more exquisite, as fast as lightning and as powerful as the wind.

Each of his swords embodies endless sword intent, and every swing of his sword makes people feel the pride and bloodiness among warriors.

The battle in the temple has reached a fever pitch. The figures of the two warriors shuttled back and forth in the temple, and the sound of sword clashes echoed in the air.

As Xu Fu's Chang Ge waved, the golden light shone brightly, and each strike contained profound martial arts essence.

Every movement of his body is as flexible as a dancer, sometimes as fast as the wind, sometimes as solemn as the earth.

Tanaka Jiro transformed into a stream of light, and his sword was like lightning, light and sharp.

His swordsmanship surged like a tidal wave, and every sword strike was extremely precise, as if he could see everything about his enemy.

The moves of both sides merged, and a fierce atmosphere filled the air.

In this life-and-death battle, the two warriors intertwined, like an exquisite martial arts performance.

On the wall of the temple, the dim light outlines two heroic figures, intertwined, making it impossible to tell whether they are light and shadow or the edge of life and death.

Xu Fu suddenly stepped up his offensive, and Chang Ge attacked Tanaka Jiro like a gust of wind and rain.

His movement is extremely agile, and he can quickly get close to the enemy with every swing, using an astonishing offensive.

Tanaka Jiro felt the changes in Xu Fu, and he immediately adjusted his sword posture and responded with a more flexible body technique.

The long sword drew a beautiful arc in the air, like dancing catkins, neutralizing Xu Fu's attacks one by one.

The duel between the two sides became more and more fierce, and the atmosphere of the battle burned like a flame.

The temple was filled with the metallic sound of swords clashing, and every sound was the truest communication between warriors about each other's strength.

Xu Fu suddenly stopped his offensive. His figure moved quickly in the temple, escaping into the darkness like a strong wind.

Tanaka Jiro looked around alertly, but Xu Fu's figure had disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, a powerful aura came from behind Tanaka Jiro.

He turned around suddenly and saw Xu Fu's Chang Ge piercing his back like lightning.

Tanaka Jiro's reaction was extremely fast. He turned around quickly and blocked his sword in front of him.

However, Xu Fu's offensive did not stop. His movement was extremely agile and he continued to attack like a shadow.

The battle has once again entered a fierce state, and every confrontation is a life-or-death contest.

Tanaka Jiro's swordsmanship became more powerful, and every strike was extremely precise, while Xu Fu used his agile body skills and clever tactics to avoid the enemy's offensive, and responded with more fierce counterattacks.

Time seems to become blurred in this fierce battle, and every moment is a test of life and death.

The walls of the temple seemed to record every confrontation between the two warriors, and the broken murals on the walls looked like sleeping witnesses in the dim light.

Both sides have entered the ultimate state, and the fighting spirit is burning in their eyes, shining like two stars.

Their breathing gradually became heavier, and each confrontation drained their physical strength and spirit.

In a fierce collision, Xu Fu's Chang Ge and Tanaka Jiro's sword intersected, and the power between the two collided, sparking a spark.

Xu Fu's eyes shone with tenacity, while Tanaka Jiro's expression was solemn. He seemed to feel the increasingly powerful power of his opponent.

At this time, a low noise suddenly emitted from the temple walls, as if some ancient power had been awakened.

Both warriors felt a strange aura, and the atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly tense.

Suddenly, a dark light rose from the ground in the temple, drifting away like a ghost.

A mysterious power filled the entire temple, and both warriors felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

On the walls of the temple, the ancient murals began to become brighter, as if exuding mysterious energy.

At this time, an ancient voice echoed in the temple, like an oracle from thousands of years ago.

The mysterious light illuminated the entire temple, making the figures of the two warriors even more mysterious and solemn.

Both Tanaka Jiro and Xu Fu felt the existence of this mysterious power, and their eyes met each other, showing a trace of doubt.

However, the battle did not stop, but became more intense.

Tanaka Jiro swung his long sword, and the sword became more powerful, as if he wanted to suppress Xu Fu in an instant.

Xu Fu responded with more flexible body skills. With his Chang Ge dance, he defused every attack of Tanaka Jiro and launched sharp counterattacks.

(End of this chapter)