Today, the shogunate is like the sun and the sky, ruling the whole country and holding great rights in its hands.

Under the rule of the shogunate, each city will have a large family to govern, maintain the operation and order of the city, and even the Kabane, who is responsible for repulseing the attack.

He also has his own ruler.

That's the Four Sides.

The Douwu Conference is an informal competition conference hosted by the Sifangchuan family.

Why informally?

Because the main purpose of this competition is to let the samurai in the golden stage have a channel to vent.

In the absence of a decisive means to deal with Kabane, the samurai stationed in the Jinyi live every day with the fear that they could be killed or even infected by Cabane at any time.

This matter, even Fang Lili knows that the Sifangchuan family, who is responsible for the management of the golden stage, naturally cannot know.

In this case, if the samurai keep the tension and fear of the heart and nerves to guard the city, it will definitely cause great problems in the end.

To this end, the leader of the Sifangchuan family, at the suggestion of the soldiers, decided to hold a competition conference every ten days, so that the samurai under his junta would fight and properly vent.

“And this thing?”

From a passerby to know the whole thing, there is some confusion in the square.

After all, this is nothing in the original.

However, carefully think about it, under the threat of the fact that there is a possible death at any time, if there is no such channel for venting, it is really possible to happen.

The original is not mentioned, does not mean that such a thing did not happen.

“It seems that the so-called prophetic vision is only a certain extent, and it is only on the screen that there is no way to know the whole details.”

In the time of such emotion in Fangli, on the simplely built stage, two samurai were facing each other.

Look at the two samurai who are facing each other on the stage, and pick their eyebrows.

Because of the two of them, Fang Li still knows.

From the original.

“Hold on!”

“Down with him!Come to live!”

“Don’t lose the shelter!The land!”

“Strike, fight!”

In the surrounding one like a fanatical samurai plaudits, on the stage, the two samurai held up a knife in their hands, watched each other, and faced each other.

On the left is a blue-black samurai suit wearing some rigorous style, and the whole body is also carrying a serious temperament.

This samurai is the dwelling of the plaudits of the population—the nine-width.

On the right is a light red armored, older and more powerful warrior.

This samurai is the land of the applause population - the desert river preparation.

Both men are samurai serving the Sifangchuan family, who govern the golden-footed Sifangchuan family, and are also unusually active in the original, accompanying the protagonists to cross several life-and-death crises.

So, they know them.

"I didn't know it was they who fought."

At present, Fang Li's eyes are directly on the body of Nine Zhilais and the deserted river.

At this moment, the nine wisdom of the land and the desert river are holding a sharp knife, the knife pointed to each other, the eyes are full of seriousness and harsh, as if they are facing the biggest enemy in their lives, ignoring the applause around them, and their attention is completely focused on each other.

With the surrounding people who are caught in the frenzy, the constant applause, like the boisterous and enthusiastic audience of the samurai, these two people give people the feeling of being a real samurai, and have a different feeling.

And such two different samurai, the next moment, moved almost at the same time.

“drink!”

“Ha!”

With some neat two low-drinking sounds, Jiu Zhiqi and the desert river prepared a fierce foot on the ground, while rushing to each other.

Obviously, it is only a simple step, but the two people seem to shoot out from the string arrow, one step between them, the distance between each other is erased, and meet in the center of the stage.

“Oh—”

The sound of a sharp knife in the air was clearly audible.

The two samurai eyes that met in the center of the stage became sharp from serious, and suddenly waved out of their weapons at each other.

“The chorus—”

In the crisp steel strike, the knife and the knife collided together.

It is also in this moment, nine wisdoms to live in the slanted hands of the knife, and the desert river Jiji sword a friction, pasted with the blade of the desert river Jiji soil, a horizontal cut, cut to the neck of the desert river Jiji soil.

The face of the deserted river Jiji suddenly changed slightly, hurriedly retreated, and almost suddenly withdrew from the distance of several meters, and the dangerous and dangerous flashed over the unrelenting blow.

However, at the same time, Ji Zhilai's foot is also a force, directly to the desert river to prepare the soil.

The eyes of the deserted river were suddenly opened, and the speed of the knife in his hand soared to the extreme, and the head was cut off against the nine wises that came to the ground.

Seeing, nine wise to live with a cold face, without showing weakness, raised the weapon in his hand, and deceived himself.

The two samurai went in and retreated, and immediately forced together again.

“The trolling—”

In an instant, the sound of a crisp sword throbed around.

At a dizzying speed, nine Zhilaiqi and the desert river Jiji prepared the soil at a dizzying speed, constantly swinging the knife to each other, so that the sharp weapons collided continuously, stirring up one piece after another Mars.

“All right!”

“Wonderful!”

“It’s a samurai who belongs to the elite among us!”

The fierce fencing, let the samurai under the stage one by one cheering one by one.

Even the eyes were shining brightly, and the head was noding in the darkness.

Whether it is Ji Zhilai or the desert river, it is worthy of the name of the samurai.

That wonderful confrontation and fencing, even if it is against Kabane, it can be a stable chance, right?

At least, in terms of strength, Fang Li is completely better than the two samurai who did not come to the stage.

Moreover, Fang Li clearly knew that the two samurai on the stage were actually still merciless under their hands.

After all, the two are just trying, not to make a real fight.

"It's great that your men can fight to this level."

When there is such a feeling in the heart of the party, the situation on the stage has changed again.

“drink!”Nine Zhilaiqi suddenly drank, and the speed of the knife in his hand was suddenly raised to a grade, and suddenly cut it at an alarming speed.

"What...?" the deserted river was surprised, but only in time to react, the sharp knife was cut.

“The throttle—”

With a loud blow, a knife flew in mid-air.

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