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Chapter 462 Life and Death

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    Guozixue, rear school field.

    This is a place specifically for the scholars of Guozi to exercise and practice riding and shooting.

    Although students of Guozixue, most of the time, they just study and do nothing else.  In fact, Guozixue has a special place for martial arts practice, where scholars can practice riding and shooting, and there is also a place for practicing martial arts, which most people don't use.

    The school grounds are overcrowded.

    In the center of the school grounds, on a high platform, a tall young man was sitting on his knees.

    The clothes of the young man are not the clothes of the Zhou Dynasty, but the clothes of the Japanese country.  He was about twenty years old and had a trimmed mustache on his lips, which made him look particularly weird.  His eyes were long and narrow, his lips were thin, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, giving people an eerie and cold feeling.

    The young man is Saburo Fukuda.

    They are international students sent by Japan to study in Dazhou.

    Saburo Fukuda was quite famous when he was in Japan. He always looked down upon people other than Japan and believed that Japan was the best country.  Even the Japanese civil and military forces were stronger than those of the Zhou Dynasty.

    However, due to family arrangements, he came to study in Dazhou.  He spent more than half a year in Guozixue, defeating all the invincible opponents in Guozixue.  Even when it comes to literary talent, Saburo Fukuda surpasses everyone and is known to be outstanding in talent and learning.

    Speaking of strength, there are naturally people in Dazhou who are more powerful than Saburo Fukuda.  The problem is that these people are older and are not scholars in the Guozi School.

    Especially the end result of these people is that they bully the small ones.

    It is definitely inappropriate.

    Saburo Fukuda¡¯s career in the Imperial Academy was extremely prosperous for a while.  The most disgusting thing is that Saburo Fukuda would set up a ring in the school field every once in a while, deliberately disgusting people, and wanted to break the morale of Zhou Shizi, the master of the Imperial Academy.

    Saburo Fukuda sat on his knees on the stage, with a long sword hanging on his waist. This was a Japanese sword from the Japanese country.

    This is the inherited weapon of the Futian family.

    The name is Dingjun!

    Saburo Fukuda put his hands on his knees. At this time, he raised his hands slightly, pressed the scabbard with his left hand, looked around, his true energy surged, and shouted: "Everyone listen, I will leave the ring today, and I will still  Make friends with literature and make friends with martial arts. Anyone who is willing to compete can come up."

    The sound is thick and clear.

    But among the surrounding Guozi scholars, none of them came on stage, and they all stared at him angrily.

    Just at this moment, Wang Qi, Cui Dongshan and Lin Yuanchong entered.

    Lin Yuanchong said: "This Saburo Fukuda is extremely ruthless. Not to mention literary fights. When it comes to martial arts, he always doesn't hold back. Although he doesn't kill people, those who fight with him are injured.  Disabled, there has never been anyone with minor injuries.¡±

    Wang Qi nodded and said: "Uncle, you and the teacher can watch. Don't come with me next time. This time, I will go and meet him for a while."

    Lin Yuanchong nodded.

    He stopped and watched from a distance. Cui Dongshan was also with Lin Yuanchong.

    Wang Qi entered directly, came to the bottom of the ring, looked at Saburo Fukuda on the stage, and sneered: "There are really no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings. People like you, a small citizen of the Japanese country, a barbarian from a foreign country, can actually do this  In Guozixue, he is the king and hegemony. This is really a big joke."

    Saburo Fukuda frowned and said, "Who are you? You must be responsible for your words. What do you mean by being a barbarian? You are deliberately provoking a conflict between the two countries."

    Wang Qi said: "I am Wang Qi, a student of Guozixue. If you think it is provoking a dispute, just attack."

    Fukuda San did not expect that Wang Qi would have such a tough attitude and said, "I don't know you."

    Wang Qi said: "It's normal that you haven't seen me. Although I am a scholar specially approved by His Majesty, I have never come to study from the beginning to the end and have been busy away from home."

    The scholars around him suddenly started talking.

    ¡°The expressions on many people¡¯s faces were a little more shocked, and they all had a hint of shock.

    Wang Qi is here!

    This is a good thing.

    You must know that in the past, when various countries came to pay homage to Zhao Zhen, the clans of various countries once set up a ring, and they were all crushed by Wang Qi one by one.  Now, Wang Qi personally took action, and many people suddenly had smiles on their faces.

    There are even more expectations.

    Saburo Fukuda didn¡¯t doubt it either, because judging from the looks of the people around him, they did know Wang Qi.

    He didn¡¯t think much about it.

    Saburo Fukuda was still sitting on his knees. He looked confident and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, how do you plan to compete?"

    Wang QiWhen he got off the stage, he jumped up and stood firmly on the stage, saying: "Let's hold down the literary fight for now, let's fight first."

    Saburo Fukuda said: "Are you sure you want to fight?"

    Today¡¯s Saburo Fukuda, because of his continuous victories, has already developed a arrogant nature and does not take other people seriously.  Saburo Fukuda has long disliked martial arts.  He doesn't like to be beaten to death, it is best to beat him to death.

    This is what Saburo Fukuda is looking forward to.

    Saburo Fukuda dusted off his robe and said, "If you want to fight, there is no problem. However, I have a condition."

    Wang Qidao: "What conditions?"

    Saburo Fukuda said: "My conditions are very simple. I sign a life-and-death declaration. It doesn't matter whether I live or die during the competition. As long as the one who falls below does not surrender, he can continue to kill. If you kill someone, you don't have to pay any compensation."

    Wang Qidao: "It's up to you!"

    Saburo Fukuda had a bright smile on his face and said, "Come on then, sign the life and death certificate first."

    Wang Qidao: "Okay!"

    Someone immediately brought a pen and paper, and Wang Qi and Saburo Fukuda signed a life-and-death contract directly. Each party had one copy of the contract, which they kept for safekeeping.  Then they stood on the stage, facing each other.

    Saburo Fukuda stared at Wang Qi with burning eyes, and said with a smile: "Boy, you can kneel down now. You kneel in front of me and beg for mercy, and I will harass you to death. Otherwise, today next year will be your memorial day."

    Wang Qidao: "You have such a bad mouth. Speaking of which, I have always had a bad impression of the Japanese state. The Japanese state regarded Da Zhou as its suzerain state and regarded Da Zhou as the celestial kingdom. In my heart, I was thinking about what to do.  Defeat Dazhou. I have secretly learned my skills in this way, but in turn I have to deal with my benefactor¡¯s temper. It would not be a pity to die a thousand times or ten thousand times. Just like you, you are so disgusting."

    "asshole!"

    When Saburo Fukuda heard Wang Qi's words, he gave a low drink.

    His face was full of anger.

    He has always been used to being dignified in Guozixue. He has never been used to this, and someone actually speaks in such a tone.

    Saburo Fukuda said: "You deserve to die."

    Wang Qidao: "The person who died today must be you."

    Saburo Fukuda said: "In the words of Da Zhou, if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink the wine as a penalty. In that case, I will make it happen for you."

    "Clang!"

    Saburo Fukuda¡¯s face was cold and solemn, and the Japanese sword Dingjun at his waist was unsheathed.

    Wang Qi stretched out his hand, and the Tai'a sword was unsheathed. He held the sword in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.  The whole person's energy and spirit have been quickly condensed at this moment.

    The fighting spirit increased rapidly.

    The murderous intention gradually spread.

    Saburo Fukuda also noticed that Wang Qi was not simple, but he was not careless. He turned the Japanese sword in his hand, took a step forward, and rushed out, reaching the front of Wang Qi.

    "One sword flow, destroyed!"

    The sword in Saburo Fukuda's hand has been chopped off.

    As soon as the knife fell, the blade changed rapidly in the air, transforming into three knives and slashing them down at the same time.

    There was a glint in Wang Qi's eyes, and he had already penetrated the true location of the opponent's blade without even using the Purple Ji Sutra.  With the Tai'a sword in his hand, he raised the sword and faced him.

    With one sword coming out, enough power is poured into it.

    One sword, powerful and tyrannical.

    "Cang!"

    The impact of the knife tip was extremely harsh.

    The next moment, there was a clicking sound, and Saburo Fukuda's Japanese sword broke, while the Tai'a sword in Wang Qi's hand continued to move forward.  With a click, the sword blade landed on Saburo Fukuda's shoulder.

    The blade was sharp, cutting clothes and breaking skin, leaving a wound that was more than half a foot long from the shoulder down.

    Blood immediately overflowed.

    The clothes were dyed red.

    Saburo Fukuda's face was suddenly full of pain, and he even stepped back, unable to stabilize his figure.

    Wang Qi's figure was like lightning. He moved forward again and rushed in front of Saburo Fukuda, holding out the Tai'a Sword in his hand.  The sword blade turned into a stream of light. Even though Fukuda Saburo discovered it, he was currently retreating and could not resist it at all.

    So much so that he saw the blade of the sword squeaking and piercing through the chest.

    ah!  !

    A shrill scream came from Fukuda Saburo's mouth.

    Saburo Fukuda couldn¡¯t help but tremble, and he felt his heart being pierced.  The next moment, the Tai'a sword was drawn out, blood spurted out, Fukuda Saburo's body leaned back, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

    His body was twitching and his face looked desperate.

    There is already more air coming out and less air coming in.

    In the blink of an eye, Saburo Fukuda had lost his breath and was killed as soon as he met him.

    The fight between the two people lasted only a short time.  Such a scene caused the surrounding scholars to pause for a moment. None of them could react. Then, they suddenly burst into shouts.

    Many people shouted the word "win" and were very excited.

    Many people are happy in their hearts.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp; There is already more air coming out and less air entering.

    In the blink of an eye, Saburo Fukuda had lost his breath and was killed as soon as he met him.

    The fight between the two people lasted only a short time.  Such a scene caused the surrounding scholars to pause for a moment. None of them could react. Then, they suddenly burst into shouts.

    Many people shouted the word "win" and were very excited.

    Many people are happy in their hearts.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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