"Sword Museum has not been developed to the public recently, please don't get close to it at will!"

"Who? Is there an invitation?"

Kyle just approached the magnificent main entrance of the Swordsman Gym. The black suit was particularly conspicuous. The two young men guarding the door, wearing wooden long swords, took a step forward and reached out to intercept and made a sound alert.

"Tell your owner." Kyle smiled faintly, walked up the steps without stopping, and said calmly: "Just say, Kyle, come and challenge."

U.S. Kyle?

The two young men took a breath of air and looked at each other, their faces full of horror.

After all, it was only one night, which made the entire Tokyo feel like a magnitude ten earthquake, causing panic across the country as if facing a great enemy, a man who was said to be a "demon".

The emperor of Himura publicly condemned his crimes last night in his mansion. Countless armed soldiers were conducting a comprehensive search in the city of Tokyo. As a result, such an uninvited guest came to their Jianshe Gymnasium?

Kyle kept his pace calmly. Every time he took a step forward, the two young men of the access control took a few steps back. When he walked to the main entrance, the access control rushed into the gym in panic, shouting as he walked:

"It's Kyle of the American Empire! He's here!"

"The demon who destroyed the air force base and threatened the emperor last night came to us!"

"Come here!!"

In just a while, in the gym, dozens of young men dressed in swordsmanship, holding sharp swords in their hands, rushing out on wooden clogs.

But when they rushed to Kyle's three meters, they stopped collectively, with solemn and vigilant faces that they did not dare to approach, and kept a safe distance with their swords.

Kyle didn't even look at them, and walked indifferently and calmly, moving around the sword-holding crowd, and soon stepped into the main hall of the main hall.

More and more swordsman disciples were gathering around him, from dozens to hundreds, and Kyle was surrounded inside and outside, but no one followed the move without taking action.

Fortunately, the hall hall is spacious enough to accommodate hundreds of people to learn swordsmanship at the same time. The wooden floor is as smooth as new, and the inner walls are equipped with shelves to practice wooden swords. In the middle is a huge plaque written in ink.

‘Shendao No Thought School’

As one of the cornerstones of Bushido, Shinto Wumingliu, which masters high-end swordsmanship, can rank among the top ten in the kendo schools inherited by Nisang. Although it is not the strongest in the industry, it is the authoritative kendo school with the largest number of disciples at present.

Now during the war, there are still inner disciples in the gym, and there are hundreds of people!

"Get out of the way and let the challenged guests come in."

Following a group of people, Kyle walked into the hall of the gym. Before he could take a closer look at the inner situation, an old and full of energy came from the hall.

Hundreds of swordsmanship dressed in uniform white kimono heard this, and quietly dispersed, leaving enough spacious and abundant space.

At this time, Kyle finally saw the inner scene clearly, and it was seen that an old man in a kendo uniform was sitting upright in the center of the floor of the main hall, while a beautiful kimono woman was kneeling aside.

"Are you the Sword Dojo's master of the Shinto Wuming School now?" Kyle looked down and showed a clear disappointment, which made hundreds of swordsman disciples around him look angry.

This invader is really too rampant! Who doesn’t know about the “Sword Old” in Tokyo, who is old but not yet declining, the master of swordsmanship, even ten adult young people who come forward will be easily knocked down by him with a wooden sword.

"The guest came from afar, really for a challenge?" Old Jian was not angry at all, and asked softly with a master-like manners as a master.

"It's very simple. I want to erase your name from the Shinto Wuming School today. Of course, you are just the first one. There are more than 40 kendo schools representing Bushido in Hisan Tokyo, and I will get rid of them." Kyle shrugged and said, as if he wanted to do something very relaxed and ordinary.

"The guest's murderous aura is very strong and his tone is not small." Old Jian waved his hand. The woman next to him understood what he meant, stood up gracefully, took off a scabbard from the shelf under the plaque and sent it to him.

Kyle didn't stop him. He wanted to see the sword skills he inherited.

The sword elder Shi Shi stood up, the sharp sword was unsheathed, and the cold light shone forward, pointing forward at Kyle, "As an outsider who invaded our country and a challenger to the gym, you first threatened His Majesty the Emperor, but now you want to destroy the swordsmanship that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Since you are here, don't think you can leave here!"

Kyle didn't hear the threat, and glanced at the hundreds of swordsman disciples around him, proposing: "Why don't you go together?"

Jian Lao was stunned, holding the hilt of Taidao's sword with both hands, and his slender and deep eyes were filled with a cold light, "Do you underestimate me?!"

Kyle shook his head and explained, "I don't just underestimate you, I'm underestimating everyone present."

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of swordsman disciples in the hall were so angry that they almost rushed over with their swords. The reason why they didn't rush out was that Old Jian couldn't help but take action!

I saw Old Jian sprinting forward with a sprinting speed. The young man with a speed was only faster than the healthy one. When he approached three meters in front of Kyle, he jumped up.

The other person was in the air, and his hands were raised backwards, slashing the Tai Knife down violently. The sharp blade drew a semicircular arc, and he wanted to cut Kyle down from the top of his head in half!

The sword master was too fast, and the smooth movements of swinging the sword were even more neat, which made all the disciples in the hall exclaim excitedly, and the kimono woman also smiled.

Indeed, Kyle was motionless, as if he was frightened by the sword attacks that the sword master exploded, and he had no intention of avoiding the sword.

As the sword disciples looked, they could almost imagine the bloody scene in their minds: the other person's body was symmetrically divided into two halves, and blood from the internal organs scattered all over the ground.

Under everyone's expectant gaze, the sword's sword's sword slashed with a cold light afterimage. The moment before he was about to touch him, Kyle raised his right hand like lightning, and his thumb and index finger grabbed the tip of the sword.

The Taidao landed on the palm of the right hand that was protected by the vibrator arm guard and the Venom leather jacket. There was no sound at all. The slash that was extremely sharp the previous second, and he stopped inexplicably.

Going into the blade with nothing? No, this is a scene of strange powers that are better than thousands of skills.

The swordsman disciples were stunned, and the needles fell into the hall hall were heard.

What was even more shocking was the sword master at this time. He looked at his right hand that caught his Taidao's right hand in disbelief, held the hilt tightly in shame and fear, and tried all his strength, but he still couldn't pull Taidao away from Kyle's hand.

"How did you do it?" Old Jian let go of the sword in horror. You know, he had practiced high-speed slashing for decades, but even a tree with a big mouth could easily cut off, but now he could not shake the man in front of him.

"Frog in the well." Kyle said in Japanese indifferently that he had already understood the distance that the so-called Sword Old Man had only a rare green ability card of [True Shinto Wuming Sword Mastery].

And in the three seconds of speaking, he had already drawn the card on the old man.

"It's my turn." Kyle whispered, and hit his right fist forward. The end of the fist quickly landed on the slightly thin body of Jian Lao.

Twelve times the boxing of humans!

‘Bang!’
Chapter completed!