Vol 3 Chapter 35: Beast

Although Gao Shan's answer to Fang Lang was yes, it did not mean that he would allow Fang Lang to find another teacher for him. Of course he didn't expect that Fang Lang would find him a teacher. He thought that Fang Lang would use other methods to make people stronger.
So when he saw Nashui Jiro, he didn't show an attitude of studying. He still smoked and didn't even give a straight eye. He was sitting on the window sill, still like a haughty cat, surrounded by smoke, very charming.
Fang Lang was also anxious about this situation. He did not expect that Takasugi would only recognize Songyang and resist other teachers. Indeed, he had done a few tricks with Takasugi, and also taught Takasugi a little bit. At that time, Takasugi didn't put Fang Lang at the height of the teacher. It seems to him that teacher is a very special vocabulary, and only Songyang teacher is worthy of this. No one else will be admitted.
So it's the same now.
The stalemate made Fang Lang very embarrassed, but Nashui Jiro was not angry about it either. He walked straight to Takasugi, but the moment Takasugi drew his sword when his hand stretched out.
The cold light flashed, but Nasui Jiro did not avoid it. He resisted with the same steel knife, and immediately stopped Takasugi's movements, so powerful that Takasugi could not move.
He heard Takasugi's soft tusk, so he smiled happily, and with a force to twist the posture that should be beneficial to Takasugi, the form instantly twisted. But he just used the strength of one hand, and with the other hand, while Takasugi was dealing with his own knife, he took away the pipe that Takasugi held in his mouth.
Nishizumi Jiro leaped back holding the smoke gun and stopped launching his own offensive. He hummed softly, expressing nothing special about Takasugi's faux pas.
"What kind of cigarette does the kid smoke."
Just said it like this.
Fang Lang is still very relieved of him, at least in terms of strength, Nishui Jiro is many levels higher than Takasugi. But Fang Lang had never fought him, and he didn't know how he compared to him.
There are all kinds of strong men in every world.
Fang Lang occasionally had such thoughts.
But it will be stunned suddenly.
Every world?
What does this mean?
This is not what I should think about now. Every time he thinks of something he shouldn't think of, Fang Lang will always selectively forget. As long as he thinks about Songyang's things, Fang Lang will calm down a little bit, and then devote his energy to the current things. In this regard, he might have become Songyang's disciples by accident, just like Yinshi and the others.
Nashui Jiro is a strange person Fang Lang met in Kabukicho. He is strong and terribly powerful. And because he was an acquaintance of Dengshi's mother-in-law, Fang Lang believed in the strength of their older generation. This group of powerful warriors from the early days of the barbarian is much stronger than this group of little rascals who emerged from the end.
Although Fang Lang was not familiar with the situation of the barbarian in the early stage, he knew that the war against barbarians at that time was far more cruel than it is now. At the end of the period, there has been peace, but there is still a wave of riots in the border areas. For example, Yinshi and his party. But because he is still a kid, his strength is no better than that of the past, and he still wants to overthrow the gods.
This group of old people also tends to be stable, and now they can come forward, and they are in a kind of magical emotion. Fang Lang led Yin Shi to victory steadily, perhaps allowing them to see a little light of hope. For the samurai, the unyielding spirit of the samurai can shine anytime. Even if the light is dim, it will always be polished again and become beautiful.
Fang Lang was relieved to hand everything over to Nasui Jiro. Takasugi was not someone who could persuade Nasui Jiro. Therefore, Fang Lang didn’t have any position to speak. He could only watch from the side and trust Nasui Jiro. .
When the smoking gun was taken away, Takasugi was obviously dissatisfied and became angry. This is also his usual temperament. Once something is unsatisfactory, he is easy to get angry. Fang Lang intuitively feels that he may have been spoiled to grow up before.
The extremely self-centered character did not cause any big disturbances here in Nashui Jiro. He just held a knife and looked at Takasugi who looked like an angry beast. In his eyes, Takasugi was just a little cat with little energy The same is true in the next attack, Jiro can take everything with one hand and counterattack. Playing in a small room is still a bit difficult.
The tip of the knife slashed across the wall and uttered a piercing loud noise. The eardrum was stimulated by the unpleasant sound. Jiro long narrowed an eye and raised the corner of his lips unhappily, and then Takasugi's next fierce attack was received. The trembling of the blade went straight into the palm of the hand and spread to the arm, making the whole arm numb.
I have to say that both the strength and the angle are perfect this time, but it is a pity that the skill is not enough, but it is a pity that he is facing the mudshui Jiro.
"Nice attack—"
Nashui Jiro laughed and praised, this hand is a bit too numb, but he is fearless. The other hand that had not been used all the time threw the pipe away, covering the back of his numb hand, and then one more force, directly knocking Takasugi into the air.
"It's a pity that's not enough! Young man."
He smiled at Takasugi who was panting. At this moment he was already sweating profusely, the hair covering his eyes was drenched in strands of sweat, he was breathing heavily and his lips were white. He looked at Nishizumi Jiro's eyes with ferociousness, not like Takasugi Shinsuke, but like a real beast.
It seemed that he hadn't heard the painting by Nashui Jiro, even though he had exhausted his energy, and even though he had been bent down, his hands were still holding the handle of the knife, his eyes widened, as if a poisonous needle could be shot from inside.
Then Takasugi rushed forward again-this time it was no longer an offensive that looked for skills, angles, and strength as before. This time it was a random and pure hack, there was no way to guess at all, it was just attacking with temperament.
It was the first time that he saw this kind of Takasugi, Fang Lang couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.
It's almost like...
That's right, it's like... a beast. ..
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