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A master from an island nation died like this in a foreign land!
Having killed an opponent whose realm was higher than his own, Ye Qiu's feelings were complicated, he felt neither excitement nor agitation, instead, his face bore a bittersweet smile.
Did he truly kill Ozawa Ichiro with his own strength alone? Clearly not, without the Kusanagi Sword, he would probably be the one lying on the ground.
This battle had greatly moved Ye Qiu.
It was luck, Ozawa Ichiro let his guard down, and by hiding his presence, Ye Qiu was able to seize the Kusanagi Sword. The factors of time, place, and harmony were all present. Missing any one of them, his sudden counterattack would have exposed him, altering the outcome.
Lost in thought, Ye Qiu sat where he was, resting for quite a while. After a long pause, he stood up and walked over to Ozawa Ichiro.
Looking at Ozawa Ichiro's body torn apart on the ground, Ye Qiu stared for a while, then stepped forward to close Ozawa Ichiro's eyes.
