The owner of the hall smiled and pressed down his daughter's bamboo sword. "Come to think of it, I didn't get to eat the food cooked by the new disciple today, so I felt a little uncomfortable." He touched his stomach and said, "Xiaoxia's cooking is delicious, but she only knows how to cook a few dishes, and I'm tired of it!" "If my elder sister hears this, you will be in trouble." Tian Daoqian knew that she could not continue practicing sword skills, so she could only take off her protective gear and put away her sword. "Father, what have you thought about what I told you before?" "What's the matter?" "Please don't play dumb!" Tian Daoqian, who knew what kind of person her father was, rudely stabbed him: "Junior brother Yuansheng is both hardworking and talented in swordsmanship. If we don't seize this opportunity, he will be easily taken away by other gyms." "what...." The owner of the hall scratched his head: "But accepting a disciple is too troublesome. I don't want to accept a disciple." Tian Daoqian discussed the matter of taking in a disciple with her father during the day.

Currently, all disciples, including Lin Yuansheng, have a relationship with Tiandao Liu Dojo that is equivalent to that of teacher and student, and their nominal master is the owner of the dojo. But Tian Daoqian was not satisfied with this. She discovered Lin Yuansheng's potential and wanted to bind this junior brother more closely to the Tiandao School. That is- The last disciple. "Please consider this carefully. This is also for the sake of our Tiandao Martial Arts. Don't you want to revitalize the gym, father?" Tian Daoqian slapped the floor hard and asked sternly. The gym owner thought to himself that he really had no intention of reviving any gym, but looking at his little daughter's serious expression, he did not dare to say these words from his heart. He could only blame himself for being too boastful in the past and always bragging in front of his daughter. Now, my daughter really believes that I was that powerful in the past, and she dreams of reviving the gym. But your father is really not as good as you think... "Then just let him marry into the family!" The owner of the hall slapped his forehead and said: "As long as you can become my son-in-law, you will be the future successor of Tiandao School!" "Father!" Tian Daoqian became angry and embarrassed. "Okay, okay, I get it, I'll seriously consider it!" The owner of the hall couldn't withstand his daughter's continuous punches. Xiao Qian's strength was getting stronger and stronger, and his body couldn't bear it. After getting the answer, Tian Daoqian's expression eased a lot. "Father, why can't I reach the level of 'Extreme Sword' that you mentioned when I practice sword?" Seeing that the gym owner was trying to escape, Tian Daoqian pulled him down. It was so hard to see my father come to the dojo, so naturally I wanted to ask him about my questions about kendo.

"Extreme Sword..." The owner of the museum was stunned at first, and sweat broke out on his forehead. He thought of the way of "Extreme Sword" that he had boasted to his daughter, but he never expected that his daughter actually took it seriously! Done!Done! That was just my fantasy when I was drunk. Even I didn't have the delusion that I could reach this state. The so-called ultimate sword was just a realm he guessed (boasted) out of based on the core idea of ​​Tiandao Liu - swordsmanship. Although the owner of the museum is not very capable, he has someone to support him. He once studied martial arts for many years under a martial arts master, but due to his poor aptitude, he could not compare with his fellow disciples, so he found another way and created the 'Unrestricted Fighting - Tiandao School'. The essence of Tiandao style martial arts lies in "speed". This 'fast' means quick eyes, quick hands, quick attack, and quick escape. His martial arts master once gave some comments. "You are not as talented as your senior brother, and you cannot enter the realm of 'Qi'. You can only work hard on your skills." "As long as you strike fast and hard enough, and use your advantages to the point of being able to kill with one strike, then you are invincible." Based on this idea, the owner of the hall created the Tendō style swordsmanship, the 'art of instant killing'. The 'Way of the Ultimate Sword' is the ultimate form of the Heavenly Sword Art that he deduced. The right time and the right place. Any situation and any environment can be used as an environment for the practice of Tiandao Swordsmanship, and they can be used to create opportunities for attack. The sword should be drawn quickly and fiercely. I must focus on the sword, I must survive death, I must have the stealth to not be affected by wind and rain, and the speed to be unmatched by thunder. In the owner's guess, to reach this point, talent, time, and hard work are all indispensable, and one must go through thousands of life-and-death battles in various environments. Only in this way can one reach the 'Way of the Ultimate Sword'. If one is obsessed with skills, even if he is unable to comprehend the mysterious "Qi", he will not be able to embark on a smooth road. This is also the regret of the owner of the museum, who has developed this skill because he cannot touch the path of "Qi". He couldn't explain it to his daughter and could only gloss over it. "I will keep working hard!" Tian Daoqian thought that she was not diligent enough, so she regrouped, drove her father out of the dojo, picked up the bamboo sword again, and swung it in the air meticulously. ... ... "Lin Lin Lin, Mr. Lin!"

The biker gang member who was driving the car was stuttering when he spoke. He looked through the rearview mirror and saw the situation in the back seat, his face turned horrified. Thick steam was seen coming out of Lin Yuansheng's body. It was a physical phenomenon of sweat being forced out of the body surface and then evaporated by the high temperature. The temperature inside the car even rose quite a bit. While the henchman was still wondering whether he should pull over, the creepy wails of pain from the back seat had gradually subsided. Lin Yuansheng looked like he had just emerged from the water, his kimono completely soaked. The kimono clung to his body, outlining the perfect curves of his figure. "The Way of the Ultimate Sword..." Lin Yuansheng murmured. He suddenly reached out, grabbed the steering wheel at an unimaginable speed, and turned it half a circle to the right. Amid the driver's scream of fear, the car swung to the right and avoided a rock blocking the road. Because of the accumulated water and the weather, most of the stone was submerged in the water, making it difficult to see clearly. If Lin Yuansheng had not intervened, the car would have overturned. "Hu! Hu! Hu!" The driver was still frightened and gasping for breath. He looked towards the back seat with fear, wanting to ask how the other party found the stone, as he, an experienced driver, had not even noticed it just now. But Lin Yuansheng had already lay back in his chair. "Drive carefully and don't be distracted." He said in a slightly hoarse voice. "Hi!" The driver quickly regained his attention. 'Kasaya Slash', 'Iai', 'Sacrifice Slash' Lin Yuansheng closed his eyes, recalling the secret sword techniques, and clenched his hands. He opened his eyes slightly and looked through the window at the deep rainy night outside. Even in this kind of environment, his vision limit reached a terrifying level. He could see things dozens of meters away and could also see the traces of rain. Not only visual, Hearing, feeling, and smell are far better than before. Even his muscles were two points thinner than before, but this did not mean that he had become weaker, but that all his body functions had changed towards coordination. The muscles all over the body will not be bloated. It will not affect the action. They are all adjusted in the direction that is most suitable for using Tiandao Style - Sword Moves.

"This is the limit of Tiandao Swordsmanship." Lin Yuansheng let out a long sigh, it was really great. Although he had used up all his attribute points to the point where only two points were left. But the results today have far exceeded his expectations. Lin Yuansheng really wanted to know how strong he was at this moment? He really wanted to kill something, anything! "Mr. Lin, we are here." The driver stopped the car and said respectfully. The car lights pierced through the rain curtain, illuminating the front, and highlighting the Japanese-style house that was lit but silent. Chapter 16: Killing Demons 1 "Is this the Saeki haunted house?" Yan Youliangta got out of the car with an umbrella and looked at the gloomy and silent house with lingering fear. He had always been timid, and after hearing about the horror of this haunted house in the car, he was trembling with fear and almost couldn't stand. Fortunately, someone nearby was quick to support him. "Mr. Lin is here too." The man also looked at the Saeki haunted house from a distance with fear, and then looked at the black Honda that was arriving late. The black Honda was parked among the cars. Ryota Hikoyu originally wanted to open the door for his eldest brother himself, but the back door had already been opened from the inside, and a figure walked out of the car without an umbrella and walked straight into the heavy rain. "Big big..." Looking at the tall figure, Ryota Hikoyuki's mouth remained open for a long time. The person in front of him is the elder brother he is familiar with, but also not the elder brother he is familiar with. The loose kimono was now tightly attached to the other person's body, outlining the perfect muscle lines, wasp waist and monkey back, slender physique without losing explosive power, and the facial features that were originally as delicate as a girl's had also lost their softness, leaving only the handsomeness that was carved by a knife and an axe. In just this journey, my brother seemed like a completely different person! If it weren't for the fact that Lin Yuansheng's original appearance could still be seen on this cold and handsome face, I'm afraid Yan You Ryota would think he had recognized the wrong person. He suddenly came to his senses and held an umbrella for Lin Yuansheng with some difficulty. Originally, Lin Yuansheng was not much different in height from him, but now he had suddenly grown taller and was half a head taller than him, so it was naturally a bit difficult for him. "That's it?" Lin Yuansheng stared at the house in front of him. Apart from being a little shabby and deserted, it was not much different from other ordinary Japanese houses. Nishide Teru did not follow. The one who escorted him here was a cadre of the biker gang, a strong young man named Omori Masaki.

"Yes!" Masaki Omori lowered his head and dared not breathe. He has a minor notoriety among the biker gang, mainly because he is a good fighter and his methods are ruthless and vicious. Not to mention the biker gangs, even among other violent groups in Adachi Ward, he has a great notoriety and is someone that ordinary people can be terrified of. But such a fierce character is like an honest partridge at this moment.