The three of them walked towards Kyoto, but on the way they heard the name Ukyo Tachibana, and of course Yoshihiro Shimazu, whom Yan Xiaomo had always wanted to hear.
"Who do you think will win between Tachibana Ukyo and Shimazu Yoshihiro?"
The two commoners were walking on the road, carrying burdens on their shoulders, but they still did not forget to chat with the people around them.
In fact, this matter is the most hotly discussed now.
Everyone wants to see the two samurai fight to see which one is the strongest in the end.
Shimazu Yoshihiro is the number one samurai in Kyoto and has never been defeated.
Moreover, Shimazu Yoshihiro will never let go of his opponents and directly kills them on the competition stage.
Before the competition, both of them will make a life-and-death gesture.
If the opponent wins, they can kill Shimazu Yoshihiro.
Ukyo Tachibana is also a well-known samurai, but for the experienced Yoshihiro Shimazu, Ukyo Tachibana is relatively not a threat.
But everyone is still looking forward to what it will be like if these two fight.
"I think it must be Shimazu Yoshihiro.
Don't forget that he has killed more than a dozen famous samurai.
Ukyo Tachibana is probably no match for Shimazu Yoshihiro."
The other one hundred people all sighed.
They are just spectators and will not participate in these samurai duels, but every man has a samurai dream in his heart, but some people are not destined to become samurai.
"I see the samurai duel is hanging in the balance, but I do hope Ukyo Tachibana can win."
"Why" "I heard that Tachibana Ukyo dueled with Shimazu Yoshihiro because of Miss Naiko.
Miss Naiko's favorite person was Ukyo Tachibana, but Miss Naiko's father wanted to marry Miss Naiko to the first samurai of Kyoto.
Ukyo Tachibana now wants to defeat Yoshihiro Shimazu.”
"This Tachibana Ukyo must love Miss Naiko very much.
In this duel, one will die, pitiful, pitiful."
The common man said two things in one breath, and he didn't know whether it was because Naiko and Tachibana Ukyo felt pity for them, or because they felt sorry for them.
It's pitiful to say that one of every samurai will die.
When Yan Xiaomo heard the news, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes, and she tightened her hands on her sides.
Master Fuji noticed Yan Xiaomo's strange behavior and couldn't help but asked: "What's wrong, Xiaomo?"
Yan Xiaomo turned to look at Master Fuji and said firmly: "Shimazu Yoshihiro must lose."
Since Ukyo Tachibana wants to defeat Yoshihiro Shimazu, and Yan Xiaomo must completely defeat Yoshihiro Shimazu, then only Yoshihiro Shimazu will die.
Master Fuji frowned tightly, as if he had something to hide, and the way he hesitated to speak made Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but frown.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Xiaomo asked.
"Others are not allowed to interfere in the samurai duel."
Master Fuji said.
The spirit of the samurai cannot be destroyed.
"If I insist on destroying it, Fuji, will you stop me?"
Yan Xiaomo looked at Master Fuji seriously.
Ukyo Tachibana cannot die, but Yoshihiro Shimazu must die.
There was no way, she had to make a choice.
This was the task given to her by the system.
Master Fuji was silent, their eyes met, and no one took a step back.
"What are you two doing?"
Master Song saw that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between the two, so he quickly said a few words to reconcile, but it didn't seem to work.
"If you insist on interfering," Master Fuji paused here, with a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes.
"How will you stop me?"
Yan Xiaomo raised her eyebrows. oshow7: