190. Chapter 190 Murakami Tano challenged Wang Liang

Author: Up and down to ask for lock

Chapter 190 Murakami Tano Challenges Wang Liang

From this point of view, this knife is not only real, but also 99.999% was forged by this strange man. Thinking of this, Su Anran quickly followed this Douyin account and clicked on the homepage to check out this "Oriental Master"

The Strange Man, all the videos posted.

After watching the video.

He didn't know what to say. This person was so awesome. Not only did he know his incredible martial arts, but he was also a musical genius who could influence the real environment when playing music. Now, he has forged a handful of chopping steel like cutting vegetables.

The blood-drinking sword.

Really an all-round strange man.

Two days later, the strange man claimed that he could have a child, and Su Anran didn't think there was anything strange because he was so awesome.

After sighing, Su Anran quickly sent a private message to the strange man about the knife forging competition and Murakami Tano. If this strange man can participate in the knife forging competition, he will definitely win the championship easily. At the same time, he can compete with him on the same stage.

The contestants and judges were shocked and their heads were "buzzing".

It proves to the world that the Dragon Kingdom has inherited the traditional forging skills for thousands of years is the most awesome.

In the luxuriously decorated suite, Murakami Tano watched the latest episode of the traditional Chinese plaster film, put on her clothes, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the pedestrians like ants downstairs. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a smile appeared on her face.

meaning.

This time he took out one million dragon coins to challenge the Dragon Kingdom Blacksmith, which made his reputation soar, and the sales of Murakami brand samurai swords also soared.

"Bang bang bang"

A rushing knock on the door interrupted Murakami Tano's fantasy about the future.

"Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and a slim young man with a buzz cut walked in quickly, walked to the back of Murakami Tiano, frowned and said, "Master, a video blogger named Dongfang Master posted a video, putting us in the dragon.

The country's popularity has been reduced. Now many people in Longguo say that we are jumping clowns and are not worth mentioning in front of real masters!"

"Oriental Master?"

Murakami Tano's face slowly became gloomy, his lips were pursed tightly, and he turned into a "one" shape. The slim young man standing behind took out a Samsung phone from his pocket that might turn into a bomb, and pressed the screen.

After a few strokes, he handed the phone to Murakami Tano.

"Master, this is this person"

Murakami Tano took the phone, frowned, and watched the video for a few seconds. His small eyes suddenly became round, like two small glass balls, his face turned red and green, like a traffic light on the road.

A few minutes later, he shook his head and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. You posted a battle post on our scarf account. I want to challenge this Oriental leader, step on his head, and be completely famous in the cold weapon world."

After saying that, he handed the phone to his apprentice, turned around and continued to look at the pedestrians like an ant on the sidewalk, and he liked the feeling of looking down on everything.

After taking the phone, the apprentice did not leave immediately. After hesitating for a few seconds, he frowned and said, "Master, I have checked this Eastern leader. People in Long Kingdom say that he is a real strange man, and I am afraid."

Before his apprentice finished speaking, Murakami Tano suddenly turned around, gave his apprentice a big bido with a "pop", and said coldly: "The people of Long Kingdom have always liked to brag. How could there be such a person in the world? If it is true

If he is, then he is God. Even if he loses, it will not affect my reputation. Instead, his reputation will continue to rise because of competing with God on the same stage. If he wins."

Speaking of this, Murakami Tano didn't say anything further. The corner of his mouth on his right slowly raised, pulling very high, revealing a crooked smile.

The apprentice lowered his head, shouted "Hi!", and quickly left the room.

afternoon.

Wang Liang did not go forging his knife. He had been "liver" for more than two months and should relax. Only by combining work and rest can it last longer. If a person has "liver" every day, 365 days, 365 days,

If he doesn't rest, sooner or later he will become short and small, and still weak!

With a knife on his back, he came to the hillside behind the building. Looking at the big stone in front of him, Wang Liang grabbed the hilt and shouted, "Look at my sword-pulling technique." With a clang, the knife was unsheathed, bright

After the sword flashed, the big stone in front of him separated from the middle and slowly fell to both sides.

With a "boom", he fell down completely.

Looking at the knife in his hand, Wang Liang couldn't help but say, "What a pity, you were born in the wrong era. If it were in ancient times, you would be a perfect magic weapon. You will be with the fish intestines, defeat evil, Juque, Gongbu

Zhanlu, and other famous swords, have been famous for all ages, now."

As he was speaking, a sentence came from behind the hillside, "It's okay now. Give me this knife and I'll give it to someone, and he will make this knife a legend of an era."

When he finished speaking, Jiang Liuer walked up to the top of the mountain with a grass stick in her mouth.

Without saying a word, Wang Liang rushed over with a quick step, grabbed Jiang Liuer's arm tightly, staring at him tightly, and said, "Let's see how you can run away now!"

Jiang Liuer didn't say anything, spit out the straw stick in her mouth, took out his small swish-long cigarette pot from her cuff, and put the cigarette pot into the cigarette pipe with a leisurely look on her face, digging, and pressing.

, took it out, put it beside your mouth and sucked it, and three white smoke squirted out from your mouth and nostrils, then slowly said: "Why are you trying to catch me a bad old man? I am not a big fantasy person.

Beauty!".

In one sentence, Wang Liang almost turned three times on the spot. This old man was so bad that he really wanted to hold him down and beat him up.

Taking a deep breath and adjusting his emotions, Wang Liang asked calmly: "What's going on the giant palace? Why can I see it when I sit on the plane, and the plane keeps bumping because of it?"

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"Well," Jiang Liuer slowly sucked the cigarette mouth in Wang Liang's anxious eyes, and waited for the white smoke to spray out from his mouth and nose, and then said slowly: "Have you ever heard a word?"

"What's the matter?"

"Because of this, scientific reason, this is a very complex scientific issue, so."

Before Jiang Liuer finished speaking, Wang Liang raised his knife and gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to say something nonsense again, I will use this knife to shave you into a bald donkey!"

Jiang Liuer was not at all panicked. She looked at the knife in Wang Liang's hand and said slowly: "Isn't it a waste to use such a good knife to shave my head? Leave it to me. I will find a good master for it, so

It became the legendary sword of an era”.

"Don't talk about it, hurry up!"

"say what?"

"Giant Palace"

"Oh, giant palace!"

"What I asked you to tell the secret behind the giant palace. Who asked you to say the four words "giant palace"?"

"I said one sentence, I didn't write."

"I won't say it, right! Okay, I'll shave you into a bald donkey now." Wang Liang gritted his teeth and was about to take action. Jiang Liuer grabbed his hand holding the knife and said, "Wait! How come young people nowadays

You give me the knife, I'll say it now."

"You tell me first, I'll give you a knife."

"Give me a knife first"

"You say it first"

"Then I won't say it anymore. You can just shave it. I am a bad old man. I'm afraid that you will shave your head and shave it, and it will be quiet!"

"You" looked at Jiang Liuer's dead pig's appearance, and Wang Liang was so angry that his teeth were itchy, saying word by word, "I really want to beat you now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Liuer seemed like a slippery loach, instantly slid out of Wang Liang's hand, trotted all the way to the other end of the top of the mountain.

Seeing that someone was about to escape again, Wang Liang quickly said, "Don't run, come here, I'll give you a knife now."

"You throw the knife right over"

"I throw the knife over, you're going to run away again!"

"I won't run, I promise to tell you the secret I know."

Wang Liang thought about it and said, "If you dare to run away directly, you will be done!" Then he inserted the knife into the scabbard and threw it over. Jiang Liuer picked up the knife on the ground, pulled it out, and looked at it.

The shaky blade nodded with satisfaction, inserted the knife back into the scabbard, and said, "Okay, I will tell you a secret now, listen."

When he said this, he paused, "Cough cough cough", cleared his throat, and continued, "This secret is. Explosion!".

With a "bang", a large cloud of thick white smoke burst out from where Jiang Liuer was.

"Your sister!"

Wang Liang shouted loudly and rushed into the thick smoke. There was nothing but smoke. A gust of wind blew, and the smoke drifted into the distance, revealing the green top of the mountain, and Jiang Liuer had disappeared.

A few seconds later, a helpless cry came from the top of the mountain, "Jiang Liuer, wait for me!".

The same mountain top and the same people, just their clothes turned into ancient robes.

"I'm giving you this knife!"

"Why should I give it to my knife?"

"Because it needs a master who truly understands the knife"

A strong wind blew, and the black robe on the young man flew with the wind, and the long hair behind him also fluttered back and forth with the wind. A pair of dark eyes emitted a cold light, which was colder than the wind on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, he took a step forward and grabbed the hilt of the knife. His pale hand and the black handle. With a clang, a dazzling sword light flashed out. The knife was sheathed and the man had returned to his original position, as if nothing was going on.

Nothing happened.
To be continued...