No 1 Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 1262

The man's eyes were as dark as a night hawk, and he said to Leo in a cold voice.

"My name is Taketori Yongqing, I'm the curator here, and since you're so domineering in fighting with us, we welcome you! But remember, so far, no one who has come here to fight with us has ever gotten out alive!"

Leo sneered, "Is that so? But I'm telling you, the people I fight will end up all on their knees begging me!"

At those words, the crowd laughed out loud again.

"This man is so shameless! He is bragging!"

"He is outrageous! I don’t know how to describe him!"

"Tell us all to kneel down? What does he think we are? Does he really think we're a bunch of ants?"

"Later I'm going to pick his mouth so hard that he'll be mute from now on!"

The curator, Taketori Yongqing, looked disdainful as he pointed to the shelves with weapons on the wall and said to Leo.

"You don't have a sword, but we won't bully an unarmed man, so take whatever weapons you need yourself."

Leo shook his head and laughed, "Do I need to use a sword to deal with you people? The willow in my hand is enough."

After saying that, Leo shook the willow in his hand and looked at Taketori Yongqing with a look of contempt.

At these words, the crowd laughed again, some of them with tears in their eyes, and a few of them were laughing so hard that they were holding the wall.

Willow?

"How can a willow be used as a weapon? Holy shit! I can use noodles as a weapon too."

"What an idiot, I think this guy is just out of his mind!"

"Can willow kill people? I could give him a hundred strokes even if I was bare-chested!"

"In this fool's eyes, our swords are made of clay, haha."

"Our swords are not even clay in his eyes, they are noodles fried in a pot."

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Taketori Yongqing was even more speechless, and after a moment of anger, he turned around as he said to his disciples.

"Did you all hear that? The man who came to fight with is a madman! No! A fool, to be precise! When you fight him later, beat him to death! I'm going to have tea with my girlfriend in the inner room, so let me know when you're done and I'll call someone to collect the body!"

After saying that, Taketori Yongqing put his hands behind his back as he walked towards the inner room to drink tea.

"Okay! Don't worry, curator, go and drink your tea!"

The crowd responded loudly.

Taketori Yongqing walked into the inner room, and he closed and locked the door.

The noisy noises outside could not be heard in this inner room at all.

"Curator, what's going on outside?"

A woman at the tea table said in a delicate voice.

"Troublemakers, and he wants to fight with us. I will knock him with one punch."

Taketori Yongqing looked at her lustfully and said, "Do you really want to learn swordplay?"

The woman smiled sweetly again, then whispered with a scarlet face, "Everyone in the East says that your swordplay is the best in the world, so I have come here in admiration, Master, but I have poor money on hand, do you think the tuition could be cheaper?"

"Money is not a big deal, as long as we ..."

Taketori Yongqing sat down next to the woman, his right hand was wrapped around her waist.