The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Seeing how quickly the other party had calmed down from his initial anger, Zhang Yuze couldn't help but admire him somewhat. He lowered his arms, which had been crossed over his chest, and said, "Alright, then allow me to experience your exquisite skills!"

"Yah!" As soon as Zhang Yuze finished speaking, Takeda Masao stomped on the ground, and his entire body shot towards Zhang Yuze like an arrow. The sword in his hand drew an arc in the air before slashing down towards Zhang Yuze.

With a "whoosh!" sound, the blade emitted a "hiss! hiss! hiss!" sound, flashing a dazzling white light as it slashed straight down at Zhang Yuze.

Even Xia Guohao, who was watching from the sidelines, was startled by this speed and momentum. He knew that he would never be able to withstand that strike. This strike, whether in technique or speed, had reached the first-class realm of the sword, and it was simply not something that ordinary people could withstand. Now, Xia Guohao couldn't help but worry about Zhang Yuze. At the same time, he also regretted agreeing to let him fight, wondering if he had been a little rash.

In order to quickly end the battle, Takeda Masao used the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu's One-Cut Strike, the only sword technique he had mastered, right from the start. This move was divided into three stages, attacking the enemy from all sides. Any enemy with slightly weaker skills would suffer under this move.

Takeda Masao was very confident in his attack, believing that even if he couldn't defeat the enemy on the spot, he could at least make them lose their fighting ability. But soon, he realized that he seemed to be wrong. And very wrong, because the enemy had disappeared before his eyes, disappearing so strangely, as if he had never been there in the first place.

"Hey! I'm over here!" Just as Takeda Masao was holding his sword and looking around for the enemy, Zhang Yuze had somehow come behind him and even had the leisure to pat him on the back as a reminder.

"Ah!" Takeda Masao seemed to feel humiliated, constantly wielding his sword and attacking fiercely at the place where Zhang Yuze was. The silver-white blade flashed with terrifying sharp light in the air.

The sound of "whoosh! whoosh! whoosh!" constantly echoed in the air. But even so, Zhang Yuze was strolling leisurely, and the other party's sword simply couldn't hurt him.

"Damn, I thought you were so powerful, but you're just so-so." Zhang Yuze shook his head, feeling a little disappointed. Under Zhang Yuze's "speed" ability, the other party's sword technique, although fast, accurate, and ruthless, had no lethality at all. This was the difference between the third and late fifth stages, not to mention a freak like Zhang Yuze, who could often challenge opponents beyond his level.

"Mr. Takeda, is this how fast your Eastern swordsmanship is? I think even a turtle crawls faster than you!" Zhang Yuze dodged the other party's sword while still taunting him.