Chu Mo stood quietly several dozen meters away from Miyamoto Kiyokawa and said calmly:
"Let's begin!"
He doesn't like to spout nonsense about principles before taking action.
If reasoning works, why resort to violence?
Since the decision to take action has already been made, there's no need to reason with them.
Because he firmly believed it.
The truth lies in the fist!
"Chu Mo, don't blame me for bullying the young with my age. You cruelly murdered my disciple and more than a dozen of my grand-disciples. Today I must show you what it means to be outmatched."
Miyamoto Kiyokawa wore a long black robe, with an antique black sharkskin katana hanging at his waist. His hands were behind his back, and his eyes were calm yet domineering.
Coupled with his terrifying aura, it must be said that he truly possesses the demeanor of a master.
But Chu Mo didn't bother to refute his words at all.
Although it was Sato Tsuru, the leader of the Black Dragon Association, who first instructed the CEO of the Hinomaru Group to send people to turn against and force Zhang Liying to jump off a building.
But he came here to kill and show off, to warn the world not to mess with him.
Instead of trying to reason with people.
No amount of nonsense can compare to the swiftness of a single, decisive strike.
However, considering the different significance of today's duel, he did not make a move immediately in order not to give his opponent any ammunition.
Instead, he patiently reminded her:
"Old man, stop talking nonsense and make the first move, so you won't accuse me of sneak attacking you."
These words immediately changed Miyamoto Kiyokawa's expression, and he coldly replied:
"Boy, since you want to die sooner, then so be it! Behold my Great Sun Tathagata Slash!"
After saying that, he raised his palm and slashed fiercely at Chu Mo in mid-air.
The sky suddenly darkened.
A terrifying blade of light, obscuring the sky and like a ten-thousand-foot waterfall cascading from the Milky Way, suddenly appeared in the air.
Stretching for hundreds of meters, it slashed violently and domineeringly towards Chu Mo.
Before the blade even struck, sand and stones flew everywhere within a radius of a kilometer, and withered branches and leaves danced in the air, just like a typhoon making landfall.
At that moment, the previously noisy scene fell completely silent.
Everyone's pupils contracted sharply, and their hearts began to race uncontrollably.
At that moment, everyone felt as if they were alone in a vast ocean.
A sense of powerlessness and insignificance suddenly arose in everyone's hearts, causing fear and unease.
An elderly woman with white hair standing in the crowd couldn't help but show a hint of worry in her eyes.
Miyamoto Kiyokawa hasn't made a move in decades, and it seems his strength has increased again.
Even if I were to take action myself, I wouldn't dare say I'm guaranteed a win.
Can Chu Mo handle this?
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