In addition to his father and younger brother, Master Zhou is the only master of sword skills he has ever met; even if he is a child of the Jingbian family, he still needs to bow and visit.

It is a supreme honor to be able to pay homage to a master of sword skills!

Zhou Zhou nodded: "So, did I win?"

"Of course, Grandmaster Zhou, to be precise, I am not qualified to compete with you at all.

This time, even if you have your guidance to the well, and from today on, the well should be considered half of your disciple.”

Japan is a super strong country, and the old-fashioned Jingbian family is even more so. Now Mijiro Ibi is truly convinced. Not to mention being a disciple of Zhouzhou, being a dog is very honored!

"I'm sorry, I don't have a disciple like you, and half of them can't do it."

Zhou Zhou shook his head. It was too troublesome for the Japanese. When they turned against each other, they were like beasts. When they licked you, they looked like a dog. Once they were given a chance, the licking dog might turn into a mad dog that bites people at any time.

"Now I have beaten you, should Mr. Mitsujiro Ibe appear next?"

The main purpose of this trip was to defeat Mijiro Ibi and avenge Qin Jian. Zhouzhou did not want to waste time on Mijiro Ibi.

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"The opportunity my father said was indeed in China. But I didn't expect to meet a master of sword skills younger than me in Xiangjiang."

A faint voice came from the upper floor, and then a string of wooden clogs hit the stairs. Zhou Zhou and others raised their heads and saw a white figure.

"Sanjiro, the pride of the Ibi family, and the genius of the Japanese chef's chef!"

Although he was his brother, Ibei Jiro still looked respectfully at the white figure slowly walking down the second floor.

Looking at the young face, Inukai Jiro seemed to feel the scorching sun during the day, and also as if he saw the Big Dipper in the night sky.

Even if he just saw the corner of his clothes floating around Mijiro by the Well, he was very excited, as if he felt the supreme glory.

"Qin Sang, I should thank you."

Mishiro Aiba was actually very handsome, which even made Su Rou stunned for a moment. However, looking back at Zhouzhou, she still felt that "Lao Zhou" was more pleasing and more vivid.

Unlike this little day, even if you look beautiful, you don’t look like a real person.

"I want to thank you for sending a very good opponent. Although he is likely to lose to me, he is the kind of loser who can help me gain nourishment in the game."

Mitsuro Ai nodded to Qin Jian, nodded to Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan, and smiled gently at Su Rou, but when he looked at Zhouzhou, two cold lights seemed to ejaculate in his eyes.

"Master Zhou, I wonder what content you want to compare?

You are a guest from afar, I think it's up to you to choose."
Chapter completed!