The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Miyamoto Musashi raised his chin proudly: "Fusang's top ten masters are all paper tigers, and none of them can last more than 5 minutes in my hands. In my opinion, their combat power is not as good as yours."

"Hehe, brother Miyamoto praised me." Jiang Ming was able to guess what Miyamoto wanted to say next, and hurriedly changed the topic away from himself: "I heard that there is a man named Xu Fu who is very powerful, why don't you go To fight him?"

When Xu Fu was mentioned, Miyamoto Musashi's face suddenly became gloomy: "Little brother doesn't know, this Xu Fu is not a good person, he created the blood clan that harmed Fusang, I originally wanted to kill him to save the people of Fusang, but in the end I heard that Xu Fu was dead, at the hands of a mainlander named Jiang Ming. That's why I wanted to go to the mainland to find an opponent, especially to meet that Jiang Ming for a while."

Miyamoto Musashi looked into the distance, the warlike flames in his eyes were burning.

The corner of Jiang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "Yes, I have also heard about that man named Jiang Ming. It is said that he is eight feet tall and handsome. The Queen is full of praise for it."

Miyamoto Musashi was taken aback: "Oh, this is the first time I've heard of it. It turns out that he is not only powerful in combat, but also so popular with women, which is really enviable."

"Who said it wasn't."

Jiang Ming snickered in his heart, feeling like he was lying to a fool.

"By the way, Brother Miyamoto, do you know where the blood clan's lair is?"

Jiang Ming guessed that Di Jun was most likely hiding in the blood clan's stronghold.

Miyamoto Musashi shook his head slightly: "If I knew, I would have killed them all long ago."

"makes sense."

Jiang Ming had a headache.

In this vast Fusang, where should he go to find Di Jun.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Why do I have to find Di Jun? Wouldn't it be easier to wait for him to come to me?

Di Jun lost so many subordinates of Cao Cao and Wei Jun at once. If he wants to fight against me, he must re-expand his power and absorb more powerful blood clans.

The fastest way is of course to turn a high-level human warrior into a blood race.

That is to say, as long as Jiang Ming is famous in Fusang with his strength, Di Jun will very likely come to him on his own initiative.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming hurriedly asked: "Brother Miyamoto, I want to quickly become famous among warriors, what can I do?"

Miyamoto Musashi said without hesitation: "Naturally, it's the Martial Arts Conference. All senior fighters in Fusang will participate. It's no problem to win the championship with your strength. At that time, all fighters in Fusang will know your name."

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up: "This is what I want. When will the Martial Arts Conference start?"

"About half a month later."

Miyamoto Musashi narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Ming with weird eyes: "Don't you want to fight for the number one in the world?"

Jiang Ming laughed: "You say it's strange, but I suddenly thought about it."

Miyamoto Musashi saw the needle and said: "In this case, then fight with me first, as long as you can beat me, the champion of the martial arts tournament will definitely be yours."

"No, I'm not interested in you."

Jiang Ming directly shook his head and refused.

Just kidding, what's the use of me defeating you here, Di Jun can't see it.

"You say you're not interested in me, that's an insult to a warrior!"

Miyamoto Musashi was crazy: "I have a way for you to fight with me. Aren't you going to participate in the martial arts conference? I will also sign up. We will have a fight sooner or later!"

Jiang Ming deliberately teased him: "That's not necessarily true, maybe you lost to someone else before you played against me."

"impossible!"

Miyamoto Musashi stomped his feet angrily: "Except for you, no one in Fusang can take my ten moves!"

Kyoto, the capital of the Fuso Empire, is also the venue for the Budo Tournament.

There are people coming and going on the street, and warriors with good strength can be seen everywhere.

They came from all over Fusang and gathered in Kyoto, looking forward to making their mark in the martial arts tournament.

Several warriors wearing the same yellow robe squatted on the side of the road, looking at the passing warriors one by one, and commenting on them.

"Look at that man, the word kidney deficiency is written all over his face, and he actually came to participate in the martial arts conference."

"It's the same with that one, a mere gold fighter, if he meets me in the competition, he will die if he farts."

"If you want me to say the most outrageous one is that one, the short one is like a winter melon, is it trying to jump up and hit someone's knee?"

The warriors passing by heard the taunts and secretly gritted their teeth in hatred, but they didn't dare to get angry because the opponents were all powerful diamond-level warriors.

Several yellow-robed warriors became more and more proud, and all warriors who passed by would be ridiculed by them.

At this time, three people walked slowly in the distance.

Two males and one female.

The woman is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with fair skin and beautiful appearance, and a pair of big black eyes, very cute.

A young man, handsome enough to make people jealous, slender but a little thin, walking steadily step by step, giving people a sense of stability that does not match his age.

There is also an older man, about 30 years old, with knife marks all over his Fuso samurai uniform, and even two cross-shaped scars on his face, which looks very aggressive.

It was Jiang Ming, Kang Nachan, and Miyamoto Musashi.

"What a beautiful girl, brothers, let's be cool tonight."

Seeing Kang Na Jiang's good looks, a warrior in yellow robe immediately became jealous, and a wretched smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A companion next to him immediately grabbed him, and said vigilantly: "Sir, wait a minute, look at that man with the scar on his face, does he resemble the Miyamoto Musashi that Master said?"

The third child stared at it carefully.

Not to mention, it's really similar, but Miyamoto Musashi has long said that he will go to the mainland to challenge the masters, so why did he appear in Kyoto?

He waved his hand and said: "Boss, you must have misunderstood, Miyamoto Musashi is in the mainland at this time, this person just happened to have the same scar as him, besides, you can see that he doesn't even have the aura of a warrior, it is clearly a Ordinary people."

The boss continued: "I have a bad feeling, maybe he is hiding his aura, let's not provoke them, if you want a woman, go to the water tea house."

The third child frowned and said displeasedly: "Boss, you think too much, so what if it's the real Miyamoto Musashi, we Yagyu Kazumon will be afraid of him? That little girl, Yagyu Saburo, you are so timid." , just look at me and have fun."

After Yagyu Saburo finished speaking, he walked towards Jiang Ming and the others with a step that his relatives did not recognize.

"Hey, the third child is still like this. When he sees Miss Hua, he can't control his subordinates. If he continues like this, he will suffer a loss sooner or later."

Liu Sheng Dalang sighed, and followed with two other juniors from the same school.