Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

"Kimura, kill him! Kill him!" Kuramoto Masatora yelled weakly with blood spitting out of his mouth, his ribs were completely shattered, and even if he recovered from this kind of injury, it would be over.

He wanted to take the opportunity to kill someone, but Kimura Mietou would not give him the chance.

Kimura Mietou frowned, turned his head and said, "Help Master Kuramoto to the hospital! If anyone else intervenes in the duel and gets killed, I will never take care of it. You should have seen clearly what Master Shangizumi Feicun said. Martial arts, right?
It is true that my master was bewitched by the Fuguo organization Takeshi Fujita to sneak attack Master Umizumi and was counter-killed. It is an upright duel between me and Master Umizumi, and I don’t want any more interests to be mixed and conspiracy. "

The words echoed in the hall, full of indescribable majesty and solemnity.

"Hehe...it doesn't matter, to be honest, it seems to me that everyone present is rubbish." Wang Luo said with a dismissive smile.

Everyone's complexion changed, and the anger that had been extinguished by Kimura Mietang suddenly rose again, boom!Almost instantly, the martial arts masters present stood up unbearably stimulated.

Wang Luo's words were not only a humiliation to the martial arts masters present, but also a humiliation to the Eastern Japanese martial arts.

An Eastern Japanese martial arts master suddenly moved his right leg, rushed towards Wang Luo, jumped up from behind him, swept out with one leg, and kicked Wang Luo's head.

The kung fu of this Eastern Japanese martial artist was all on his legs, and his kicks and sweeps were very fast, and the burst of force almost exploded the air in an instant.

Wang Luo didn't turn his head back, his spine twisted the moment the opponent was about to touch him, and then bent down like a python, dodging the opponent's kick, and swept back with Esautang's legs.

Snapped!The kneecap of the left leg of the Dongwa Budaoist who was supporting the body was directly kicked, and the terrifying strength penetrated the bones, and it was instantly smashed into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Luo grabbed the other party's collar and threw it with force, hitting the wall heavily. After the cervical spine was damaged, his head drooped directly. After falling into a coma, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"It's your fault for hurting someone in the back, but Shangquan Feicun, are you planning to start a war by doing this?" Kimura Mietang said coldly, his eyes were extremely fierce and terrifying.

"Go to war? Of course not, it's just that I'm very dissatisfied with the current Eastern Japanese martial arts world. Look at what these guys are doing? Martial arts are actually lonely, but they don't want to make progress. As far as I know, in Ingle and France The Lan Empire has researched a military steam mech, and an ordinary person can have unrivaled power." Wang Luo said with a sneer.

Kimura Mietou said expressionlessly: "You want to completely destroy the will of martial arts, you are really a lunatic, aren't you a martial arts master?"

"Martial Daoist? Hehe... Martial Daoist who can't even stop a gun? You guys are no different from mice in my opinion." Wang Luo sarcastically dismissed.

"Shut up!" A short, middle-aged Dongwa martial artist stood up, his face was full of anger, he couldn't wait to point to Wang Luo's nose, and shouted: "You are not allowed to spread such evil thoughts, the will of martial arts is not enough!" Defilement allowed!"

Wang Luo shook his head and said: "This kind of argument is meaningless, let's use the facts to speak, the weak are not qualified to make rules! If I win, I will abolish the Eastern Japanese people from learning martial arts, and use the funds of the Martial Arts Association to cultivate scientific knowledge." In terms of talents. In the future, science is the truly powerful weapon and the opportunity to truly lead the rise of the Eastern Japanese."

This is of course nonsense. Science is indeed more promising than martial arts in a short period of time, but the premise is that the suppression of the will of the world will continue to exist, and science will be given a long enough time to develop, but according to Wang Luo's estimation, this time will not exceed five years.

And once the extraordinary returns, the combat power displayed by martial arts combined with extraordinary energy will far exceed science. The purpose of Wang Luo's remarks is to completely cut off the possibility of Dongwa's restoration of the country. There will not be enough extraordinary people in the future. Even if you want to restore the country, you can't afford to make waves.

Kimura Mietang's pupils narrowed slightly, he glanced at Wang Luo thoughtfully, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Then we will use our own martial arts to decide who is right. If I lose, then Dongwa The future will be as you wish."

He was obviously brought into the ditch by Wang Luo's words, and he didn't expect that there was evil intention in it. In fact, it can't be blamed on Kimura Mietang, it is mainly caused by the unequal information and the gap in knowledge.

Kimura Mietou took a deep breath, lowered his left hand slightly, held the hilt with his right hand, and slowly pulled out the samurai sword. The speed was not fast, and said at the same time: "The name of the sword is Qiuju, one of the twelve great swords!"

Following his drawing of the saber, an extremely sharp saber intent burst out, and for some reason a terrifying chill permeated everyone's heart.

"Yaodao Village Zheng, Wuming Shenfengliu!" Wang Luo said lightly, the thunder breathing method in the body started to work, and the joints of the whole body made a crisp sound. After slowly holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, his body tilted slightly, and he bent his knees and squatted for a few seconds. The clock didn't move.

"Pretentious!" Some of the bystanders sarcastically said that there are not a few people who have this kind of thinking, mainly because Wumingshen Fengliu, a saber technique, was resisted by people in the kendo circle because it was too cruel and terrifying back then, and it was lost in the end. .

"I'm afraid you have never heard the sound of kamikaze!" Wang Luo smiled coldly, and suddenly slashed horizontally with the sword drawing technique. The ripples spread in all directions.

The mere drawing of the knife shocked everyone present, their muscles tensed to the extreme, and they could not move at all. This pure killing intent had reached an unimaginable level.

The Dongwa martial artist who spoke sarcasm suddenly screamed loudly as if he had seen a ghost during the day, and shouted: "My neck has been cut open, save me, save me! I don't want to die yet!"

"No, I can't move my body, damn it, is this a sorcery?" Most people's faces were pale, and unspeakable fear surfaced in their hearts.

Kimura Mietang couldn't stand the ugliness. He frowned and said, "The realm of sword intent! Drag people down, or you will go crazy in a while." At the same time, he stomped the ground lightly, and the ground produced A slight tremor.

With such an interruption, the atmosphere couldn't help but not relax, but became more and more tense. The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and a word "Enter the Dragon and the Tiger" appeared in everyone's mind.

"Come and show me your kendo!" Kimura Mietou narrowed his eyes, showing a trace of excitement in his eyes, and then held the word Qiu Ju with both hands, his expression was full of devotion to kendo, and then he let out a low shout, and moved his left foot towards the sword. Take a step forward, followed by your right foot, and the whole person seems to be sliding on the ground.

laugh!Kimura Mietang's spine exerted strength, and the character "Qiju" in his hand was slashed out from bottom to top with the help of sliding inertia. The wind of the knife was abnormally cold and severe. The ordinary slash performed by this Eastern Japanese sword master seemed to have the power of a ghost. Power, the wind of the knife can make people feel sharp when it is far away.

"Good job! But if it's at this level, it's not enough!" Wang Luo snorted coldly, exerting all his muscles, bending his body into a bow shape, and then using his knees to drive the strength of his waist, he held the demon sword Muramasa with both hands, Suddenly stabbed out.

Pooh!sword flashes,

This thrust was like a shining meteor falling from the sky. It was born out of the stabbing action of the White Crow Sword Art, and after being integrated into the Dongwa Sword Art, it retained the speed while also adding changes.