I have a role in the heavens

"It existed, but you've never heard of it!" Zhu Xiao scratched his head, not knowing how to explain it.

The Hyuga Neji that Ximen Fubuki saw was not only the Hyuga Neji of the ninja world, but the one formed after Zhu Xiao integrated and innovated the kendo of the ninja world and the Japanese kendo of the Ming Dynasty world, and instilled these kendo realm knowledge into it. The new Hyuga Neji, so this Hyuga Neji can be said to be Zhu Xiao's own clone of Japanese swordsmanship. He is a veritable master of Japanese swordsmanship, and can be called a true swordsman in Japan.

After Zhu Xiao successfully practiced martial arts in Huashan, he once went to Japan and visited various major schools in Japan as Hyuga Neji. Among them were Japan's number one swordsman Mian Kuangshiro, Yagyu Tajima Mamoru and Iga of the Yagyu family. It can be said that one person suppresses a country, but he has never shown his true identity, and has never used the Central Plains swordsmanship. He only uses Japanese swordsmanship to fight against the enemy, otherwise he will definitely be hostile to the entire Japanese martial arts world.

"Compared with yours, which one is higher or lower in strength?"

This question has been hidden deep in Ximen Chuixue's mind for a long time. As for Zhu Xiao's strength, he has always looked at the flowers in the fog or the moon in the water, and it is difficult to detect the depth.

"If we just look at Japanese swordsmanship, he and I should be on par!"

Zhu Xiao didn't want to deceive his friends, so he said this to Ximen Chuixue.

"I understand! I am very satisfied with this sword duel with him, which has fulfilled my long-held wish!"

Ximen Chuixue seemed to laugh, and stepped forward again, stepping into the cake shop.

"The Japanese swordsmanship is comparable. It turns out that Hyuga Neji is you, but you are not him!"

Ximen Fubuki was very satisfied with his friend's answer. He knew that Zhu Xiao could completely deceive him, but he didn't. Although he didn't say it directly, he made his meaning very clear. Hyuga Neji was just Zhu Xiao's fake identity. Maybe he just made it up while traveling in Japan.

Zhu Xiao looked at Ximen Chuixue whose steps became brisk again, "Are you satisfied with this competition with me?"

"Don't worry, there are still many more games to come. I hope you will always be satisfied!"

Zhu Xiao murmured to himself and laughed dumbly. Although he had never promised to compete with Ximen Chuixue in swordsmanship, this time he wanted to compete with him using various vests. I don't know if he was tough in words but honest in body.

Shaking his head, Zhu Xiao hurried a few steps and shouted into the shop, "I'm hungry, Ximen Chuixue. I want to eat the food you cooked. I'm exhausted today! You must reward me!"

Zhu Xiao came to the backyard and went straight to the deck chair, lying on it again, narrowing his eyes in comfort, and kept urging Ximen Chuixue to cook quickly.

Sun Xiuqing looked at Ximen Chuixue who looked tired and pale. Although she didn't know what her husband went through when he went out with Zhu Xiao, she still felt sorry for Ximen Chuixue. She quickly stopped Ximen Chuixue who wanted to enter the kitchen, and turned to Zhu Xiao and suggested , "Brother Zhu Xiao, Chuixue has been busy all day and is a little tired. Let him take a rest. I also learned a few vegetarian dishes when I was in Emei. Why don't I cook you some special dishes as a thank you to you? Fubuki’s help!”

"No, I want to eat the food cooked by Ximen Chuixue himself!"

Zhu Xiao shook his head crazily. Sun Xiuqing couldn't help but cover his ears, expressing that he never agreed.

"Forget it, let me do it. You are too heavy to smell the fumes!"

Ximen Chuixue skillfully tied her apron back on, pushed Sun Xiuqing out of the kitchen, and started cooking dinner.

Sun Xiuqing replied with some distress and sat down on the bamboo chair next to Zhu Xiao. She unconsciously looked at Zhu Xiao with reproachful eyes, silently accusing Zhu Xiao of his crimes.

"Why!"

No matter how thick-skinned Zhu Xiao was, he couldn't resist the scrutiny and accusations of a pregnant woman like Sun Xiuqing. He could only helplessly straighten up and explain in a low voice.

"I did this for his own good. He was mentally traumatized, but due to his breakthrough in kendo, he was overly excited, which was not conducive to his mental recovery. I asked him to cook to calm him down and forget about his kendo. Understanding is conducive to spiritual self-healing!”

"I don't blame Senior Brother Zhu Xiao, I just feel a little sorry for Chui Xue. Please don't blame Senior Brother Zhu Xiao!"

When Sun Xiuqing heard this, a blush rose on her face, and she apologized to Zhu Xiao apologetically.

"I understand, who made you fall in love with each other!"

Zhu Xiao said mischievously, with funny expressions on his face and eyebrows raised.

Sun Xiuqing did not refute, but the redness on her face became darker. She held her abdomen with both hands, stared at the kitchen intently, and showed a happy smile.

"Ah, damn it, I'm full again!"

Zhu Xiao grabbed his hair angrily and shouted angrily, like a child in trouble.

Sun Xiuqing already understood Zhu Xiao's character at this time, and knew that he was a casual and noisy person. He did not persuade Zhu Xiao, but quietly watched where Zhu Xiao was venting his anger.

"Why don't you comfort me?"

Seeing that no one paid attention to him for a long time, Zhu Xiao could not help but turn to Sun Xiuqing and ask.

"Senior Brother Zhu Xiao, do you need Xiuqing's comfort?" Sun Xiuqing asked quietly, with a narrow look in his eyes.

"No, you should go comfort your Ximen Chuixue!"

Zhu Xiao shook his head quickly. He understood a truth that has been true since ancient times, that is, you must not reason with women, so he gave up and directly refused Sun Xiuqing's comfort, for fear that he would get into trouble.

"That's such a pity. I originally wanted to introduce my senior sisters to Senior Brother Zhu Xiao, so that you wouldn't be single and unbearably lonely without even a comfort person!"

Why couldn't Sun Xiuqing see that Zhu Xiao was a man who was afraid of trouble, and sometimes women were the biggest trouble for men, so he deliberately threatened Zhu Xiao with regret.

"No need, I can't afford it!"

Zhu Xiao quickly waved his hand to refuse, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Sure enough, what Confucius said was indeed the truth, "Only women and villains are difficult to raise!"

Zhu Xiao sighed in his heart that thanks to his cleverness, he had escaped disaster.

"Hmph, my Emei female disciples, are they so unpopular with Senior Brother Zhu Xiao? You must know that they are full of suitors in the world!"

Although Sun Xiuqing knew that Zhu Xiao had no plans to start a family, seeing him look like he was hiding from the god of plague, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved for his fellow disciple, and said to Zhu Xiao angrily.

"What, I am a person who has no responsibility, is a lazy person, and is free and spontaneous. I am not worthy of the Emei Heroine!"

Zhu Xiao kept in mind the truth summarized by thousands of men. A good man does not argue with a woman and constantly belittles himself. He hopes to get rid of this topic and not to dwell on such a dangerous topic.

"It's good that you know!" Sun Xiuqing snorted coldly. She also knew that what Zhu Xiao said was all lies, but she still responded a little unfairly.