I have a seal of two worlds

Chapter 611
"So handsome!"

Zhao Xiaodao only felt his mind wavering, looked at the movements of the people around him, so he also took out his phone and turned on the video recording mode.

In addition, with Lu Zheng's appearance, the photographers from both parties also concentrated their energy, turned on their cameras, and began to work.

Only Lin Wan, holding a 28kg bright silver Panlong Spear in one hand, looked at Lu Zheng pretending to be aggressive with a funny face, quite envious.

Lu Zheng came to the center of the open space of the ring, stood with his feet unevenly, and didn't speak, but his eyes were burning, carefully controlling the power of his eyes, and looked at the opposite side.

"Shangquan-kun..."

Shang Quanming waved his hands, opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and stood up abruptly.

Looking up at Lu Zheng, Kamizumi twitched his mouth and nodded deeply. Then, holding a samurai sword in his left hand, he walked rhythmically towards the center of the ring step by step.

Compared with Lu Zheng's fish-scale chain mail, Kamizumi wore traditional Japanese armor, and his own bamboo fake was replaced with iron armor. There was a crescent moon on the helmet, but there was no mask on his face.

Came to the center of the ring, and stood about five meters away from Lu Zheng.

Shang Quanming is a little taller than Lu Zheng, and with the power of Dasheng Zhang Tiexia just now, coupled with his handsome appearance and serious face, his aura is not inferior to Lu Zheng's at all.

"Shangquan-kun!"

"New Yin Flow!"

There was a burst of cheering and slogans from the Japanese.

"Xinyinliu Shangquanming, please advise." Shangquanming spoke Chinese.

"Yeah." Lu Zheng nodded, and didn't repeat the scene of "please advise".

Shang Quanming's eyes were fixed, then he grinned, and said with his somewhat awkward Chinese accent, "Is the Chinese tradition all so impolite?"

Lu Zheng said indifferently, "Left and right are not friends, so politely feed them to the dog?"

"Boss is domineering!"

"Brother Lu is mighty!"

"Huh!" Shang Quanming snorted coldly, his eyes sharpened, "I want to see you, do you still have the ability to say this later!"

"choke!"

Pulling out the samurai sword, Kamizumi made a lunge with his legs, holding the sword in both hands, pointing directly at Lu Zheng.

But Lu Zheng still stood still, his left hand drooped naturally, and his right hand held the handle of the ring knife hanging on his back with his backhand, without any defensive movements.

……

"Brother Lu is a bit overbearing, but the opponent is quite powerful."

"Boss, be careful, the Japanese are very aggressive!"

On Huaguo's side, some people who don't know Lu Zheng's specific strength are still a little worried, and someone quietly asked Zhang Tiexia, "Brother Zhang, do you think Brother Lu is a little too big?"

Zhang Tiexia glanced at him sideways, curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Give him two hands, Mr. Lu...brother can kick him to death with his feet!"

What's the matter, I have developed a sense of aura that can be freely manipulated, and Sun Lutang is nothing more than that, isn't it a little handy to beat a little Japanese?

"Huh? So strong?"

Even Zhao Wenyu and Du Lin, who had seen Lu Zheng's strength, were a little worried, but after hearing Zhang Tiexia's comment as an insider, most of their hearts were relieved.

……

On the other side, in the ring.

"You look down on me, you really want to die!"

Seeing that Lu Zheng wasn't making a defensive stand, Kamizumi let out a smirk. He pushed hard on the heel of his right foot, and his legs went straight for three meters without intertwining. Like a drill, he pierced Lu Zheng's chest with a samurai sword in his hand.

And Shang Quanming exerted force from the same place, and it took less than a second for the tip of the knife to be three inches away from Lu Zheng's chest.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, Lu Zheng had appeared behind Shang Quanming's left side, and the long knife in his hand was slowly retracted from his left shoulder sleeve.

Everyone could clearly see that Lu Zheng won a move.

"One point." Lu Zheng said lightly.

"Fuck? What's going on? My eyes are blurry, is that all?"

"I didn't see clearly either..."

"What's going on? So fast?"

Of course, there are also people who can see clearly. Although they can't see the specific details clearly, they can still see the general movements clearly.

"Brother Lu drew his sword with his backhand just now, swung away Little Japan's samurai sword, staggered across from the opponent's side, and turned around and slashed."

"The action is very fast, as if it was rehearsed in advance."

"Big boss bulls!"

"Brother Lu is mighty!"

After one move, Shang Quanming finally knew Lu Zheng's strength, with a dignified expression, he stepped back to protect himself with a knife, his legs formed a letter X, and his feet did not leave the ground, just moving slowly.

Lu Zheng shook his head, "It's useless."

After the words fell, Lu Zheng stepped forward with a knife.

Kamizumi backed up to block, but Lu Zheng slipped his long sword and circled the back of the saber, simply leaving the samurai sword on the periphery, and then the tip of the saber reached Kamizumi's wrist.

Shang Quanming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hastily withdrew his hand to pull the knife, but it might as well be that the opponent followed the trend, and the blade directly slashed across his chest.

"Two points." Lu Zheng said lightly.

Shang Quanming's eyes were sharp and his eyes were about to burst, "Baga!"

The body shape swings from side to side, and the position of the katana tip changes, and changes back and forth.

……

"Three points."

Shang Quanming, "..."

"Four points, five points, six points... twelve points, thirteen points, fourteen points..."

In just over three minutes, Lu Zheng was like walking a dog. The cloud was calm and the wind was breezy, and he swayed freely, and he rewarded the other party with a score of 22 to zero.

As for Shang Quanming, he also went through the process of going from calm to angry, from angry to calm, from calm to furious, and from furious to numb.

At this moment, his mood was probably three points numb, three points angry, three points shamed and one point calming down with his final efforts...

Shang Quanming was in a complicated mood, his hands holding the knife were already trembling slightly, and he tried to stare at Lu Zheng's hand without taking his eyes off it.

……

Outside the arena, there were loud cheers and cheers on Huaguo's side, while there was a dead silence on the Japanese side. Even the three photographers with automatic cameras stopped moving.

Only a few photographers on the Huaguo side worked hard, running around, looking for the best angle, and taking pictures of Lu Zheng molesting Shang Quanming.

……

"Baga! You're humiliating me!" Shang Quanming said angrily.

Lu Zheng held a knife behind his back and said lightly, "Did you find it?"

"Fuck!"

"Cow batch!"

"awesomeness!"

"Full of style!"

"You!" Shang Quanming couldn't help but said angrily, "I am a warrior! I have the dignity of a warrior!"

Lu Zheng nodded, looked back at Zhang Tiexia, then at Shang Quanming, "Okay, I will give you this dignity."

Shang Quanming's pupils shrank, and a bad premonition suddenly hit his heart, and he couldn't help but said hastily, "Wait! Wait a minute!"

Lu Zheng stepped forward, slashing straight with his knife, like a tiger, mad and fierce, and suddenly changed his style of attack.

Shang Quanming resisted with a horizontal knife, but he didn't expect Lu Zheng's knife to be heavy and fast, but the first knife made him change his face.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

He only blocked three swords, but his arms felt numb and weak. The fourth sword was knocked off the katana, and Lu Zheng slashed him in the chest.

"Boom!"

Shang Quanming was cut into a rolling gourd by a knife, and rolled out of the ring space all the way, hitting the crowd behind.

When the Japanese helped him up, they only saw bleeding from the corner of his mouth and injuries to his internal organs, probably more serious than Zhang Tiexia.

He was so weak that he couldn't stand up at all if he didn't rely on the support of everyone.

Lu Zheng turned the ring head knife around, put the knife back into the sheath with his backhand, and said flatly, "Don't even think about traveling around the world, go home and recuperate. After three years of recuperation, maybe you can carry the knife again."

Shang Quanming stared at him, couldn't help but vomited blood again, and fainted directly.

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