Inherit Ryuma Swordsmanship at the Start

Chapter 3

“The adults can call me Xiaolan.”

The woman was taken aback, then Kaidō quickly.

She has light makeup applied on her face, her skin is delicate and delicate, and her face is just right, really as fragrant as empty valley orchids.

“As far as I perceive the adult’s emotions, I don’t know what’s going on.”

“Just now, I vaguely, as if I saw an adult standing on the seashore, and slashed it down, splitting the sea into a chasm.”

Xiao Lan said nervously.

Jiāng Liú was startled slightly, and he stared at the other person again.

This woman’s perception is absolutely amazing. Just now in her mind, she realized the sword intent of the fusion of Ryuma swordsman. Although the artistic conception is there, it is not something ordinary people can feel.

“My lord, you should be a famous samurai, right?”

Xiao Lan stepped forward to fill him with drinks and asked cautiously.

“Famous? Right now, it’s just a small name.”

“But soon, the entire Wanokuni will know my name.”

Jiāng Liú said lightly, the words sounded arrogant, but from his mouth, it seemed to be narrating something.

Very confident, but also very plain.

Xiao Lan was taken aback, and then said: “My lord is really amazing.”

“I, I admire a swordsman like you most.”

Jiāng Liú smiled faintly, and said nothing.

In his opinion, this woman named Xiaolan does have something peculiar in her body, but that’s all.

As the noble son of Shimotsuki’s family, he has seen thousands of beautiful women, but tens of thousands.

If you have a good family background, you can do whatever you want, but there is no way. It is precisely because of this that he, who has a good family background since he was young, is more or less dyed with unruly temperament.

Slowly stood up, picked up the Qiuling long knife placed aside, Xiao Lan stepped forward with a wink, and arranged his clothes for him.

“My lord, will you come again?”

Jiāng Liú looked down at the woman and smiled lightly: “I will call you again.”

A smile appeared on Xiaolan’s face.

Although this adult looked half as old as her, his temperament was very unique, with the slightest extravagance, and his appearance was also very handsome.

Although she was forced to come here by life, it was easy to serve such a guest.

The door opened quickly and Jiāng Liú strode out.

At the door, the woman who had been waiting for a long time came forward immediately.

“Are you leaving?”

Jiāng Liú nodded, he put his hand in his arms, and he was about to pay.

“You don’t have to do it, it is a great honor for a big man like you to come to us!”

The woman hurriedly said, then squinted and laughed again.

“Xiaolan, do you want to keep it for you? She should be liked by you, I specially selected it for you.”

Jiāng Liú glanced at the woman, smiled, and took out the hand that was in his arms.

“Keep it, you wink.”

The woman immediately opened her eyes and smiled and bent over loudly: “Okay!”

“My lord, please go slowly.”

“Welcome to visit next time.”

Xiao Lan, who had just closed the door, was stunned when she saw this scene.

She saw someone enter Kabukicho for the first time without paying any money. Isn’t this a vain ticket?

“he is?”

“You don’t need to serve other people in the future, just stare at this young man.”

The woman then came over and said with a smile.

“Then, my money?”

Xiao Lan said anxiously.

“According to the daily attendance, don’t worry, serving this young man well is more important than anything!”

The woman glanced at her and said with a grin.

“This son, what the hell is it?”

Xiao Lan was stunned, and asked suspiciously.

“He, he is a famous noble warrior in the Linghou area. Similarly, he has just been personally sealed by the Shimotsuki Kanga people, and he is most likely to become a genius like a great swordsman like Ryuma!”

The woman said with eyes full of stars.

If she can be young for a few years, she will be eager for such a young man, it is simply the dream in the hearts of countless girls!

Jiāng Liú, who walked out of Kabukicho, had a clear goal, and went straight to the famous arena of Hakumai.

As a warrior civilization is highly prosperous, in Wanokuni area of ​​Wuxing country, every place has an arena where the warriors sweat and shed blood.

The arena is the fastest to become famous, and it is also the most dangerous place.

Every battle here will be a collision between life and death, and a contest between victory and defeat. On the field, there is only victory or defeat.

Inheriting Ryuma’s swordsmanship, Jiāng Liú urgently needs a lot of combat experience to sharpen the swordsmanship known as the god of swordsmanship hundreds of years ago.

Similarly, his purpose of coming to Bai Wu was originally to defeat all the swordsmen here and make his swordsmanship more powerful.

The way of swordsmanship is also a very selfish way. Many sword intents and key points need to be comprehended and understood by oneself.

Even with Ryuma’s kendo heritage, Jiāng Liú will not be arrogant.

The most important thing is to study, blend, sharpen it, and bloom it into a more beautiful kendo flower.

In a blink of an eye, he has reached the entrance of the arena.

The noisy, noisy sound rushed into the ears in an instant.

“Yakuro!”

“Yakuro!!”

“Yakuro!!!”

“Sure victory!!”

A name was passed into Jiāng Liú’s ears at this moment, causing him to condensed his eyes and look into the field below. .