After waiting until late at night, all the guests left drunkenly.
At this time, an old and hoarse voice came out, "Come in!"
"Grandfather, the new president of the Sakura Society, Sasaki Kaisha, is here to visit you!"
Miyamoto Shinzo slowly got up and walked in with Sasaki Kaisha through the rope curtain.
Sasaki Kaisha saw an old man carefully wiping the table with a rag, and the charcoal fire in the square open stove was still burning.
In the izakaya, the melodious elegant music with Japanese characteristics was still floating. The rhythm was slow, and the notes were clear, as if it was a clear Japanese sake.
"Would you like a drink?"
The old man asked with a kind smile.
He was old beyond recognition, with wrinkled skin and a crane head. His hair was almost all gone, and his eyes were dim. His body was thin, and his black kimono looked very loose. His left hand was wiping the table, but his right hand was hammering his hunched waist.
"I dare not trouble Swordsman Swordsman!" Sasaki Kaisha bowed and lowered his eyes, secretly a little disappointed.
It was said that Swordsman Swordsman was more than 100 years old, and his health was really poor now. With this kind of physique, it was difficult for him to open an izakaya. He should be in a nursing home. Could he kill Kang Tae-chu?
"You are the little girl from Sasaki's family? The last time we met seemed to be 20 years ago, right? "
Miyamoto Genichi wiped the table unhurriedly and said, "At that time, you were only twelve years old. In the blink of an eye, you are already so old! Time is really terrible! "
"Thanks to Swordsman Swordsman …"
Seeing that Miyamoto Genichi finally finished wiping the table and threw down the rag, Sasaki Kaisha quickly brought a chair over.
Miyamoto Genichi took a few squid balls with bamboo skewers and sat down, panting. He poured a glass of soju for himself, ate the squid balls, sipped the soju, and sighed,
"The happiest period of my life was not when I was running rampant in the martial arts world … At that time, I killed too many people, and my heart never calmed down. Before the challenge, I was very anxious and scared. But after winning, I felt very empty and lost. Life is like a boring pendulum, swinging back and forth between these emotions! "
He happily sipped a cup of sake and laughed heartily. "The happiest time of my life is now, in my later years. Every day, I would make Japanese food and watch the customers finish eating. They would praise the delicious food, and I could even chat with them … I heard that there's a financial crisis outside, right? It's from America, right? "he asked curiously, craning his neck.
"Well, yes …" Sasaki Kaisha smiled stiffly. Had he forgotten about Kendo?
"Those office workers are complaining every day! Many people have become herbivores! And you call yourself Ping Cheng trash … "The old man shook his head and smiled, giving people the feeling that he was indifferent to the world.
"Yeah, the young people in Japan …" Sasaki Kaisha didn't know how to continue.
As the descendant of the Sasaki Family, she controlled more than half of the underground world of Honshu Island. She was like a high and mighty empress, untainted by the common populace. He had always been indifferent to these matters.
"And the happiest moment of every day is this very moment!"
Miyamoto Genichi poured the sake into his mouth with an exquisite porcelain cup. He smacked his lips with a kind and satisfied expression and said with a smile, "It's fine.
"Every day after sending the customers away, I feel a little tired but satisfied. I eat my own cuttlefish balls and take a sip of sake. I feel very calm and content!"
Sasaki Kaisha glanced at the packaging of the sake.
"Pine Bamboo Plum Blossom Writing."
She knew that this was produced by Baojiu Co., Ltd. A bottle was only a few hundred yen. It was the favorite brand of the common people and was used to accompany their daily meals.
"Kendo Sama, I have something important to tell you!" Sasaki Kaisha bowed slightly and said respectfully.
"Sasaki Kaisha, don't be shy. There is no old Kendo Sama here, only the chef of the Miyamoto Family!"
Miyamoto Genichi waved his hand and motioned her to sit down. He smiled kindly and said: "What is it?"
"Hua Xia has a master of both Dharma and Martial Arts. He is known as the number one Grandmaster of Martial Arts, and he may have already entered the Immortal State." Sasaki Kaisha didn't sit down and said with difficulty.
"Oh? Entered the Immortal State? Is it … Ye Zhantian, the leader of the Long Formation? "
It was obvious that Miyamoto Genichi was very familiar with the martial arts world in Hua Xia.
"No, it is a young man named Kang Tae-chu. He looks less than twenty-five years old. He was ranked third in the Power Ranking! "Sasaki Kaisha frowned.
"Power Ranking? The ranking published by the CIA? Haha, their knowledge of martial arts is shallow and sometimes inaccurate. "
The old man waved his hand and then his face gradually became serious. He said slowly: "However, to be able to enter the Immortal State at the age of twenty-five, he is indeed a genius! In the secular world, there has not been one in a hundred years! Maybe there are a few in the Yin Sect in Hua Xia and the Dark Parliament in the West … "
"No, this person is not from the Yin Sect, but from the secular world."
Sasaki Kaisha said in a low voice:
"But this person is very powerful. He has killed the number one master of the Great Circle, Lin Zhenyu, Wang Chongyan of the Singapore Chinese Society, and Qiao Bin of the Russian Winter Soldiers!"
"It is really extraordinary for a secular person to have such combat strength!"
Miyamoto Genichi was moved and his eyes shone. "Sometimes you underestimate the country of Hua Xia. The cultivation world of Hua Xia is unfathomable and has many strong masters. It is not something you can imagine. Whether it is Ye Tianren or those living fossils in the Yin Sect, they are not easy to deal with! "
He seemed to have returned to the distant past and said earnestly: "When I resigned as the president of the Sakura Society, I reminded Momoi and the others not to provoke Hua Xia unless it is necessary."
He paused and suddenly asked: "Which secular martial arts family is he from?"
"The Jiang family of Jinling."
"The Jiang family of Jinling? The family that is said to have the incomplete map of the Ruins of Immortality? "
Miyamoto Genichi was shocked. He frowned and muttered to himself: "Has he been to the Ruins of Immortality before, or is he from that world?"
"The incomplete map of the Ruins of Immortality? What is that?" Sasaki Kaisha asked curiously.
"You don't need to know."
Miyamoto Genichi came back to his senses and smiled. He waved his hand and said: "Go on!"
"A month ago, in South Korea, he killed Abe Akira, Miyamoto Takeo, Yagyu Masayuki, and many other masters of the Nozomiya Shrine who were stationed in the Sandalwood Palace."
Sasaki Kaisha said bitterly: "Then he killed Hattori Hanzo and your nephew Nagaki Miyamoto on the Great East Asia. Then he set foot in Japan yesterday and killed High Priest Abe on the Fukuoka Pier …"
"Today, he killed Sword Sage Momoi Ryutaro, Kamo Yunwen, and six shikigamis … Nozomiya Shrine has been destroyed! Kamo Yunwen has been captured alive! "
"What?"
Miyamoto Genichi's expression changed drastically.
Boom! He stood up and a violent aura spread in all directions. The stone tiles under his feet were instantly shattered.
Boom! The dining table, tables, and chairs around him were all turned into powder. Even the iron square stove was shattered in an instant.
As soon as he stood up, it was as if a towering and steep mountain had risen. His aura was oppressive and made people feel as if they were looking at a towering mountain.
With his feet as the center, cracks a few centimeters wide suddenly appeared on the ground. They spread out like a spider web and directly meandered to the asphalt road dozens of meters away. It was a shocking sight.
Under Miyamoto Genichi's monstrous aura, Sasaki Kaisha's sternum creaked. She felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if her chest would collapse in the next moment.
"Sword God, please calm down …"
She knelt on the ground and looked at Miyamoto Genichi in horror.
The old Sword God's power was terrifying.
As for Miyamoto Shinsan, he was directly suppressed by this aura and fell to the ground with a plop. He almost fainted.
"Nozomiya Shrine is one of the largest shrines in Japan. Kamo Yunwen is the High Priest of the National Shrine, which symbolizes the spirit of the Yamato people. Nozomiya Shrine has been destroyed and six shikigamis of the two shrines have fallen. This is a great humiliation to Japan!"
Miyamoto Genichi's face was filled with anger. His originally turbid eyes suddenly became incomparably clear and sharp light burst out like lightning.
His originally stooped waist became as straight as a sword, and an enormous fighting spirit rose steadily from his body.
He exuded a majestic aura and said with a surging battle intent, "It has always been us from Japan invading Hua Xia. When did Hua Xia's martial artists dare to invade Japan? They even killed my powerhouses and destroyed my shrines. This is intolerable! "
"Sword God, our Japanese martial arts world has indeed reached a point of life and death. Please take action and suppress this monster!"
Sasaki Kaisha was excited. The old Sword God's strength was too strong. Even ten Momoi Routarou would not be a match for him.
"Hahaha! Maybe if Zeus and Ye Tianren came personally, I would have to avoid them. But other than these few people, what do I have to fear? "
Hearing this, Miyamoto Genichi looked up to the sky and laughed. The sound waves rolled out like rolling thunder, causing a sharp pain in people's eardrums.
Bombarded by the sound waves, a few cars parked on the side of the road were blasted into the air and moved a few meters away before crashing to the ground. The windows were shattered and the sirens wailed like ghosts and wolves, spreading far and wide in the dark night.
Sasaki Haisha suddenly saw a tall figure suddenly appear out of thin air in front of Miyamoto Ken.
He was wearing a white Kendo suit. His black hair fell to his shoulders. His eyebrows were sharp like swords and his eyes were bright like stars. He was two meters tall and as handsome as a god. At first, he was vague, but in the end, he completely solidified and looked like a real person. He looked somewhat similar to Miyamoto Genichi.
"This is …"
Sasaki Kaisha suddenly thought of a legend in the martial arts world. His body suddenly trembled and he was terrified.
"Immortal State Cultivators mainly cultivate Soul Energy. The symbol of a true Immortal State Cultivator is the incarnation of God! "
Miyamoto Genichi smiled smugly and said:
"No matter how magnificent Kang Tae-chu is, no matter how powerful you are, you are nothing to Miyamoto Genichi!"
He raised his white eyebrows and shouted: "The Sword of Immortal Transformation! It can slay the world! "
Before his voice died away, the incarnation of his Divine Soul suddenly turned into a dozens of feet long Blade Aura and slashed out.
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