There were cheers all around, and everyone looked happier than Li Mo. But Li Mo, who was standing in the center of the field, frowned slightly. His sword had not yet been sheathed, because he still sensed that someone was going to do something bad to him.

And more than one person has malicious intentions. They are hiding in the island country's kendo alliance, waiting for the opportunity to take action, waiting for the opportunity to kill him with one sword.

Anger arose in Li Mo's heart. It seemed that they had made two preparations. It would be better if they won. If they lost, they would start another plan and kill themselves no matter what.

More than a dozen people from the Island Kendo Federation came forward, lifting and supporting him.

Li Mo saw that the cameras around him were still focused, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He turned around and waved his hand, and the dragon-shaped sword flew up and flew over a distance of more than four meters and was accurately inserted into the scabbard in Fu Liang's hand.

This hand is extremely beautiful.

There was another round of cheers all around.

Li Mo walked towards the Chinese side, when suddenly a chill rose up his back. He saw the frightened expressions on the faces of Fu Liang and Chen Xiaoyan, and he saw the cheering expressions of the representatives of traditional swordsmanship in the audience immediately turn to stiffness.

He heard two sounds of swords being drawn behind him, heard their footsteps rushing toward him, and heard their heavy breathing.

With two knives, one slashed toward his neck, and the other only stabbed his heart.

The assassination broke out instantly.

No one expected that such a bad thing would happen in front of many media cameras and in front of people all over the world.

They had no time to react and could only watch dumbly as two knives attacked Li Mo three meters away.

Li Mo moved, taking a step to the right and turning sideways. The knife that was slashing towards his neck passed against his chin. He could clearly catch the coldness of the blade, but his eyes did not change at all.

Another piercing knife tore open his clothes and penetrated the clothes close to his chest skin.

Finally, there were exclamations from all around.

In the venue, Li Mo was the only one who maintained Gu Bo's unmoving emotion. His strange pupils opened, and everything in the world in front of him slowed down.

The two people who assassinated him from behind were one from the Ittou style and the other from the Miyamoto Divine Sword style. They looked to be in their twenties and their eyes were full of madness.

Li Mo grabbed the wrist of the disciple of the Miyamoto Divine Sword Style and grabbed it with five fingers. He felt that the man's wrist was broken. He instantly took the long knife from his hand and cut his chest clothes. The blade suddenly stabbed at the Itto Style.

Tie the disciple's neck.

The battle situation was changing rapidly, and the Itto-style disciple didn't know whether the sword was effective or whether it broke Li Mo's neck. So he held the sword in both hands and was about to turn around and kill him with the sword.

But...

Pfft—

A long knife stabbed him through the neck.

Li Mo no longer cares about whether he has the possibility of survival, because there is another problem that he needs to solve.

The Miyamoto Divine Sword-style disciple who had his arm under control gritted his teeth to hold back the huge pain. He had already pulled out the short sword from his waist with his left hand and stabbed directly towards Li Mo's chest. But suddenly his whole body floated up, like a bird being pulled by a string.

A puppet whose limbs are weak and unable to control itself.

Li Mo used the Tai Chi Gentle Technique, and the Miyamoto Divine Sword Style disciple's body, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, was easily controlled and tumbled in mid-air.

"Baji collapse!"

Li Mo stepped up to his side, roared loudly, and hit the opponent's chest with his right palm.

With a bang, the Miyamoto Divine Kenryu disciple hit the ground, and a large dent was visible in his chest. He was lying on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, and his eyes rolled back and twitched.

The gymnasium was filled with dead silence, so quiet that it made people feel hairy and goosebumps all over their bodies, and chills rose up their spines.

It was too fast, it seemed like only a few breaths had passed from the sneak attack to the counterattack.

The Itto style disciple fell to the ground, a knife penetrated his neck, and blood was flowing on the ground. The Miyamoto Shinken style disciple's sternum was completely shattered, and his heart was probably exploded.

The smell of blood spread throughout the competition venue.

Chen Xiaoyan was the first to come to her senses, and rushed forward to protect Li Mo with the dragon-subduing tiger stick she had prepared long ago. If someone in the island nation's kendo alliance made a sneak attack and assassinated him, she would rush forward to fight immediately.

Fu Liang also rushed to the other side of Li Mo with the Miao Dao. At the same time, his father Fu Youren rushed up with him. He had already drawn the Miao Dao and shouted loudly: "Fu Liang, protect your uncle and get out of here as soon as possible."

"ah?"

Fu Liang was stunned and didn't react for a moment. Chen Xiaoyan had already taken Li Mo's arm and hurried towards the exit, leaving immediately.

Fu Youren was guarding the end, watching the people from the Island Kendo Alliance warily. Before they could reach the exit, they saw heavily armed special police rushing in. Four of them immediately protected Li Mo, while the others rushed to the competition venue.

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Li Mo got into the car, and Chen Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his chest: "Uncle, are you injured?"

"Don't be impatient, I'm fine." Li Mo lowered his head and touched his chest, "It's just that this custom-made suit is useless."

Fu Liang also wanted to follow him into the car, but he was pushed aside by his father. He followed him into the car and asked with concern: "Junior brother, are you injured?"

"It's okay." As soon as Li Mo finished answering, he turned to look at him and asked strangely, "When did I become your junior brother?"

"Junior brother, don't joke with me!" Fu Youren didn't seem to take what happened in the gym to heart, but laughed and said, "I teach skills on behalf of my father. In terms of seniority, you are my junior brother."

He didn't care whether Li Mocheng admitted it or not, he stretched his head and shouted at Fu Liang outside the car: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you come and see your uncle as soon as possible?"

Fu Liang then came around the corner, feeling very happy. He immediately cupped his fists and bowed deeply: "Greetings, Uncle Master."

Li Mo just smiled, looked at the Brown Bear and Chen Xiaojun who had gathered around him, and said, "Keep an eye on those people, serve them with delicious food and drinks, and send them back when the 480,000 pieces of the collection are shipped back."

"Yes, boss."

"Shovel off the area where we just competed and redo it."

After Li Mo finished explaining, he closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. The two men suddenly stabbed him from behind and attacked him, which gave him the opportunity to catch him.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and frighten the young people hiding in the dark.

"Uncle Junior, shall we go home now?"

"If you don't want to go back, first find a place to take a hot bath to wash away the smell of blood. Xiaoyan, just let my senior brother and Fu Liang accompany you. The most important thing next is to take those 480,000 Chinese items

After getting the antiques back, you can focus more on helping your aunt."

"Okay, little uncle."

When Fu Youren heard Li Mo calling him senior brother, his back immediately straightened up, and he hurriedly said: "Junior brother, you can do whatever you want with this guy Fu Liang."

"Let's talk about it later."

December in the north is a good time to soak in hot springs. There are natural hot springs in Yandu. Fu Liang ran around and booked an independent outdoor hot spring. It was said to be outdoors, but there were still glass houses built around and above his head.

There are a lot of green plants planted around it, which is similar to the way many hot spring resorts in Kyoto are run.

Li Mo took off his clothes and wrapped a white towel around his waist, revealing his finely dressed upper body, which had a light pink lightning kiss and scars on his shoulders. He walked into the hot spring, and the suitable water temperature immediately relaxed him.

"Junior brother, the food you ordered will be delivered soon." Fu Youren looked very proud of himself. Despite his age, his muscles have not faded. He hid his head in the water and said comfortably, "Junior brother,

This is the first time in my life that I have soaked in such a natural hot spring. It’s really thanks to you.”

"Senior brother, what are your plans for the future?"

"What plans can I have? I'm already quite old and I don't have any high aspirations. But if possible, I really want to pass on the Fu family Miao swordsmanship and let more people practice it.

Miao swordsmanship. Although I never thought that the Fu family would be as dazzling as the Huizhou Chen family Bajiquan in the future, at least when it comes to swordsmanship in China, everyone can know that our Fu family lineage exists in Shengzhou."

Li Mo smiled, this cheap senior brother actually didn't have high requirements. The Fu family's background is naturally not as good as the Chen family's Bajiquan, but Bajiquan is only spread in China, but the Shengzhou Fu family's Miao swordsmanship is

Today's battle has spread throughout the world. The Fu family has a low starting point, but they are rising fast.

"I plan to build a martial arts hall to re-study the practical martial arts passed down by our ancestors and pass them on properly. For example, Huizhou Chen Family Bajiquan, Wulang Bagua Stick, Shengzhou Miao Dao Shu, Da Qiang Shu, etc.

"

When Fu Youren heard this, he immediately became energetic, saying that he would support the promotion of Fu Jia Miao swordsmanship.

"Junior brother, I will do what you say. If I can't do it well, let that boy Fu Liang do it. Although he is stubborn, he is not stupid."

"Dad, what did you say bad things about me again?"

Fu Liang changed his clothes and walked into the hot spring. At this time, two male waiters came over with various delicious food and placed them gently on the leisure round table on the shore.

One of the men glanced at Li Mo's face and was stunned. Damn it, you read that right. Wasn't that Professor Li Mo Li the one who was soaking in the hot spring? Didn't he teach that shit from the island nation at the Yandu Gymnasium?

Kendo Alliance? Why did you show up here to soak in the hot springs again and order so many delicious foods?

But it didn't take long for them to put down their things and leave.

"I'll eat something first."

Li Mo walked to the round table and ate steak. After finishing all three steaks, he finally no longer felt hungry in his stomach.

It took more than two hours for the three of them to play together. Li Mo did not return to Guyunxuan Manor immediately, but went directly to his grandfather's house. Mr. Shi, Mr. Qin, and Mr. Qiu were playing chess quietly. Today, Mr. Shi

It should feel good, at least so far, he has a slight advantage. While waiting for Mr. Qin to make his move, he picked up the black tea on the coffee table next to him and drank it.

"Mr. Qin, I think you should just admit defeat."

"It's not time to admit defeat yet."

"Just be stubborn, will you lose a piece of meat if you just admit defeat?"

Mr. Qin looked up at him, shook his head, and said seriously: "The main reason is that I don't want to see you looking proud."

Hahaha--

Mr. Qiu sat and watched the chess game while pouring tea for them.
To be continued...