Seeing Xiao Yunlong's brow furrowed, Tu Fu and others beside him couldn't help but ask, "Master, has something happened? What does this letter say?"
Xiao Yunlong did not speak, but handed the letter over.
When a few people took it and looked, Tu Fu couldn't help but say, "This is... a challenge? What is this Miyamoto Takeya's background? He's too bold to dare to challenge the Master, and it's a fight to the death!"
"Fusang Sword Saint Palace, isn't it written on it!" Zhuge Wushuang said.
"I know it's the Sword Saint Palace, I'm asking what Miyamoto Takeya's status is in the Sword Saint Palace, and what his martial arts cultivation is!" Tu Fu asked.
"I don't know about that, but this guy is called Miyamoto Takeya, which means he is from the Miyamoto generation. He is likely to have a high status in the Fusang Sword Saint Palace!" Zhuge Wushuang pondered.
"How can you see that?" Jun Bufan and Pan Chaofeng asked from the side.
Compared to Zhuge Wushuang and Tu Fu, the two Dragon Blood Guard generals, their experience and knowledge were clearly much lower.
At this moment, Xiao Yunlong said leisurely, "The Fusang Sword Saint Palace is said to have been founded by Miyamoto Musashi over a hundred years ago. Judging by his name, Miyamoto Takeya should be of the same generation. He is likely not a simple person, and in the current Sword Saint Palace, he is probably a Supreme Grandmaster!"
"So powerful, does that mean this Miyamoto Takeya is at least a hundred years old?" Tu Fu asked with wide eyes.
"Theoretically, it should be so!" Xiao Yunlong smiled faintly and sat down.
Zhuge Wushuang asked, "Then Master, what do you plan to do about this challenge? Will you accept or refuse?"
"Refuse?"
Xiao Yunlong smiled slightly, "I am still the King of Zhenbei of the Dragon Country. The challenge has been delivered to my doorstep. If I refuse, I'm afraid the entire world will report tomorrow that the King of Zhenbei of the Dragon Country is timid and cowardly, a coward, and incidentally, the Dragon Country will also be called a worm by them!"
Everyone listened, filled with indignation. In fact, given the current global situation, many major powers did indeed harbor animosity towards and suppress the Dragon Country.
"You don't need to worry. He's just a Supreme Grandmaster of the Fusang Sword Saint Palace. It's just right to go and meet him tomorrow!"
Xiao Yunlong snorted coldly, looking up at the deep night sky, his sharp eyes like blades, as if to cut through the boundless darkness.
The night passed without incident. The next morning, Xiao Yunlong bid farewell to Old King Dong and others and left in a special car.
However, they did not return directly to the provincial capital of Jiangdong. After arriving at Dongping Town, they turned and headed directly towards the port.
Upon reaching the port, with the operations of Pan Chaofeng, a boat was quickly procured, and then the few people set sail at full speed.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Xiao Yunlong and his party arrived at the sea coordinates given in the envelope.
The weather was clear and crisp, and the azure sky dyed the vast sea into a blue mirror.
A luxurious cruise ship was anchored in front, and on the deck stood more than a dozen Fusang swordsmen, all wearing training kimonos, with swords at their waists and wooden clogs on their feet.
The leader was a man with silver hair. Although his figure was thin and old, his entire being was filled with an extremely powerful aura.
He stood there with his hands clasped to his chest, giving the impression that he was a sword, a terrifying sword that could cleave the vast sea.
Xiao Yunlong also stood on the deck, his gaze fixed on the silver-haired Fusang swordsman in front of him. He could naturally sense the powerful internal energy within the other party, like the vast and surging seawater.
It was clear that this person, a Supreme Grandmaster of the Fusang Sword Saint Palace, was a cultivator at the Innate True Essence realm, and was even stronger than the Four Great Guardian Elders of the Eastern Region.
The two ships stopped a hundred meters apart, and the people on board looked at each other across the distance.
The silver-haired Fusang swordsman said, "I didn't expect you to actually dare to come to the meeting. Aren't you afraid that I have laid an ambush or played a trick?"
Xiao Yunlong said with his hands behind his back, "We have a saying in our Dragon Country: In the face of absolute strength, all schemes and tricks are paper tigers!"
"What does paper tiger mean?" Miyamoto Takeya, on the deck a hundred meters away, asked.
Although he spoke in the Dragon Country's language, he was clearly not very proficient, and could only communicate at a basic level.
Xiao Yunlong still said faintly, "Paper tiger means不堪一击 (invulnerable to a single blow)!"
"Interesting!" The silver-haired swordsman, Miyamoto Takeya, chuckled and then said, "As expected, you are very confident. No wonder you have achieved what you have. At least, in terms of martial arts, to have such cultivation at your age, I admire you!"
Xiao Yunlong replied noncommittally, "Did you invite me here just to say these things?"
"Of course not!"
Miyamoto Takeya's tone suddenly turned cold, "You have repeatedly killed our Fusang warriors and swordsmen, which is a heinous crime against our Fusang nation. Therefore, I have decided to personally take action and kill you completely!"
"If you lose today's battle, I will take you back to Fusang for a public trial; if I lose, you can do as you please, how about it?"
"No problem, that's very fair!" Xiao Yunlong still smiled faintly.
"Very well, then let's begin!"
Miyamoto Takeya let out a cold snort, lightly tapped his foot, and suddenly leaped up as if he were a dry land bamboo shoot. In mid-air, he stacked his feet and actually flew across the sea, reaching three hundred meters away in an instant.
Then he lightly tapped, as if a dragonfly touching water, and stood steadily on the sea surface. Just this move showed his mastery of internal energy.
The swordsmen from the Sword Saint Palace on the Fusang cruise ship on the opposite side could not help but cheer and exclaim.
Xiao Yunlong's expression remained unchanged, and he walked forward with a light smile, stepping directly onto the sea surface, and then walked forward step by step as if walking on flat ground.
The Fusang swordsmen, who were originally cheering and jubilant, immediately stopped laughing when they saw this scene, and were all stunned in place.
"Damn it, this Xiao Yunlong is indeed not to be underestimated!"
"This guy, his control over his own internal energy is probably no less than that of our Supreme Grandmaster!"
"Shut up, how can this kid compare to the Supreme Grandmaster? You know, the Supreme Grandmaster not only has profound internal energy, but his swordsmanship is also unrivaled. How can this Dragon Country kid named Xiao be a match!"
"That's right, the Supreme Grandmaster is invincible, he will win, long live Miyamoto Takeya!"
Soon, the swordsmen of the Fusang Sword Saint Palace on the cruise ship began to cheer and shout again like a storm.
"Do you think our Master can win?" Tu Fu asked, a worried expression on his face.
Zhuge Wushuang said, "Since the Master dared to accept the challenge, and didn't even tell Old King Dong, he must have some confidence!"
Pan Chaofeng said, "However, since Miyamoto Takeya dared to issue the challenge, he must not be a simple person!"
"That's true, but I still think the Master is stronger. For some reason, ever since the Master had that accident, I feel he's different, as if he's been reborn, with that kind of calm and confident kingly demeanor!" Tu Fu said.
At the same time, Xiao Yunlong had already stepped onto the water surface step by step and walked in front of Miyamoto Takeya.
"You are indeed very strong, even exceeding my expectations. No wonder so many Fusang warriors were defeated by your hands before!" Miyamoto Takeya said.
"Don't worry, you will also be defeated by my hands!" Xiao Yunlong snorted faintly.
"Is that so? Then let's see if you have the ability!"
Miyamoto Takeya shouted coldly and suddenly drew his sword with a clang like a dragon's roar.
With a casual flick of his wrist, the sword light was heavy, and the area within a three-meter radius was covered by his sword energy, making people's scalps tingle.
"Today, I am determined to make you lose under my sword, and then take you back to Fusang for trial and execution!"
Miyamoto Takeya shouted coldly, gripped the sword with both hands, and swung it.
In an instant, terrifying sword energy rolled up a monstrous and terrifying wave, like a roaring giant dragon, surging towards Xiao Yunlong.