The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Good, heroes have emerged since ancient times. It is truly my honor, Chiba Hideyoshi, to fight with you!" Chiba Hideyoshi said to Zhang Yuze with a smile after seeing him stand up.

Zhang Yuze shook his head after hearing the old man's words, and then said to him, "Old brother, we are only meeting for the first time. People who don't know would think I have some deep-seated hatred with you. You are really going too far!"

Zhang Yuze shrugged his shoulders, feeling somewhat depressed as he spoke to the old man in front of him.

"Hehe, please don't take offense. After I learned that you are from Zhongtu, I developed a strong interest in you. You know, as a martial artist, the most feared thing is loneliness. I have been in seclusion for twenty years, comprehending the highest realm of the sword, and have gained some insights. Seeing you, I couldn't help but feel an itch to test my skills. Please forgive me!" As he spoke, Chiba Hideyoshi bowed deeply to Zhang Yuze.

Hearing the other party's words, the trace of dissatisfaction in Zhang Yuze's heart disappeared. After all, this battle was also a test of his current level. This old man was also a martial artist of the seventh stage. In terms of strength, he was much higher than Zhang Yuze. Of course, strength is not equal to combat power.

What made Zhang Yuze feel good about this old man was that he did not despise him because of his youth. From his expression towards Zhang Yuze, Zhang Yuze could feel that Chiba Hideyoshi still valued him quite a bit.

"Hehe, old man, don't perform such a great ceremony. You are so old. I will lose my lifespan if I accept this bow from you. This is absolutely unacceptable," Zhang Yuze said, waving his hand to Chiba Hideyoshi.

"Hehe, if that's the case, would you like to have a chat with me? I have top-quality Biluochun tea from China here," Chiba Hideyoshi said to Zhang Yuze with a faint smile.

Zhang Yuze was naturally embarrassed to say that he had no research on tea ceremony. Seeing his warm invitation, and also being quite curious about the old man's exquisite strength, Zhang Yuze still accepted his invitation.

Inside a wooden house with a roof that had just been lifted by the two, an old man and a young man chatted happily, smiling and drinking together. Fortunately, although the house had been lifted off by the power of the two just now, and it was a mess everywhere, the furnishings inside were not greatly affected. Perhaps it should be said that it did not affect the mood of the two.

Perhaps outsiders simply couldn't imagine that these two had just fought fiercely for a period of time. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were fighting to the death. But now these two were like very good friends. Especially the disciples of the Hokushin Ittō-ryū, I am afraid they have not seen their ancestor, who is also the number one master of the Hokushin Ittō-ryū, Chiba Hideyoshi, say so many words to people for a long time. In their impression, their ancestor of the Hokushin Ittō-ryū was a very rigid person, almost never smiling. But now he can talk so slowly with an outsider, perhaps it is a miracle for them.

Suddenly, a large group of youths holding swords in their hands poured into the martial arts hall. These people were all wearing uniform blue samurai uniforms, with a fierce aura. Obviously, they were all affected by the huge movement just now, thinking that something had happened to the martial arts hall here, and now they rushed over. But when these disciples of the Hokushin Ittō-ryū arrived here, they were stunned when they looked at the scene in front of them.