C966 The Sword Saint of Japan
C966 The Sword Saint of Japan
At this time, the door also opened. A man in sword attire walked out of the door and looked at Wu Lai calmly.
"You are the one who wants to see us?" Wu Lai looked at this guy and asked.
The qi on this fellow's body wasn't very strong. At most, it was the strength of a late Xiantian expert. Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, his strength was already pretty good. To be able to reach such a stage at such a young age... This meant that he was indeed very talented.
Judging from his attire, he shouldn't be a ninja, but a descendant of the Sword Dao in Japan.
"Wu Lai, there is a saying in Huaxia, Wu Lai said. It is better to see than to hear. I heard your name before. I have also read countless information about you, but I didn't expect to see you at first sight. It has already exceeded our expectations. For you, we must dispatch the strongest Sword Saint of our Yamato people. " This man's expression was very serious as he stared at Wu Lai.
Wu Lai had concealed his Qi very well. However, just the occasional trace of his Qi was enough to make him feel a great pressure.
That was an existence that could only be compared to Sword Saint!
It was truly incomprehensible that such a young man had reached Sword Saint's level of achievement!
This was also the reason why Liu Sheng, the Ten Sabers' House, immediately asked these people to leave. No matter what method they used, they wouldn't be able to cause any trouble to Wu Lai. At most, it would only cause some trouble for Wu Lai. If he was unlucky... These men would all die here.
Liu Sheng and the Ten Sabers' House were speaking Huaxia language. Wu Lai heard it and looked at this guy curiously. "Sword Saint? Which Sword Saint? Is it Liu Sheng Twelve or Hattori Jiro?"
" I'm so lucky to have Mr. Wu remember my name. It seems like Mr. Wu has done his homework before coming to Japan." An even heavier voice was heard. The Ten Sabers Parlor hurriedly moved aside. He bowed slightly and waited.
Very quickly, an old man slowly walked out from the inside. This old man's hair was very long, just like Old Heavenly Master's. He had a head full of white hair and silver hair hanging down from his waist. His face looked very old. Even his skin had started to loosen up.
A Celestial Stage warrior.
This was Wu Lai's first reaction. This man could even bring him a little pressure.
"Mister Liu Sheng, you are indeed worthy of being the number one Sword Saint in Japan. Only Mister Liu Sheng can give me such pressure." Wu Lai instantly recognized this man's identity.
Liu Sheng was the number one Sword Saint in Japan. He had accepted countless challenges, and every time he challenged someone, he would retreat with his body intact. No one could defeat him.
Even the other Sword Saint, Hattori Jiro, could only lose when he fought with Sword Saint.
"I'm flattered that Mr. Wu cares so much about me. If it were any other time... I naturally want to have a good chat with Mr. Wu and experience the mystical ancient martial arts of Huaxia. But today, Mr. Wu, don't blame me. I can only rely on my old age to bully the weak." Liu Sheng Twelve said and bowed slightly to express his apology.
"Wu Lai, will you be alright?" Nian Bing had heard of Liu Sheng Twelve's famous name! This guy was also the 15th person in the Heaven Rank! Nian Bing was naturally worried for Wu Lai, worried that Wu Lai would not be a match for him.