Chapter 119: A Peaceful Match

"Master, you can prepare, the time has come. Aoki reminded softly.

Originally, the last time he played with Angel Ruiz, Yanagi Motokazu temporarily canceled the opportunity for the Aoki brothers and sisters to be assistants, and instead let Director Aoki and the two teachers with first-class hearts accompany him to attend the martial soul duel, but Aoki Lianji didn't say anything, but Aoki was really very dissatisfied.

As a kendo practitioner, of course she knew how rare it was to be able to watch the battle of masters on the spot, but later, I didn't know what Director Aoki had said to her after she went back, anyway, when she saw Yanagi Yuanhe in the past two days, her speech became soft and soft, which made Yanagi Yuanhe feel a little uncomfortable.

Opening his eyes, Yanagi Yuanhe picked up the long knife placed at his side, his upper body remained motionless, and he stood up from the position of sitting cross-legged flatly, and walked towards the entrance of the passage of the red player, followed by the Aoki brothers and sisters.

"Now out of the red side player tunnel is the famous young swordsman - Black Kamen!"

As a commentary, although he saw Liu Shengyuan and wearing a black mask today, he didn't dare to add any adjectives of 'not killing' in front of the black fake without authorization.

In the last game, it was this black mask, wearing a white mask, who killed the opponent in less than a second, and even cut off his head.

Although this contestant didn't wear the white mask of that day, he now introduces himself as a 'black mask that does not kill', so what if he kills again?

"In the last match, the Japanese young swordsman, wearing a white mask, gave us a good match – but it ended a little too quickly. It was like a full moon descending on the sword, which is unforgettable, and today, what kind of game will this young swordsman who put on the black mask again bring us?

"And out of the blue channel is from India Vishor, the famous martial arts master Sukara, Master Sukara is fifty-seven years old this year, at this age can still be on the martial arts duel ring and enter the top 32, and may even go further to the top 16, it can be seen that India, an ancient country, has a unique secret for health preservation.

Of course, perhaps because of the differences in civilizations, the countries of the East have their own unique views on health preservation, at least in several ancient countries in the East. ”

"The full name of Master Sukara is Sukar Sage Gurukar, he is revered as a saint in India, he is a noble character, highly respected senior in the martial arts world, his disciples are almost all over the Vishur, and even in the whole of India has a great influence.

Fortunately, this young swordsman stepped into the ring today with a black mask, and if it was the Ice Mask that walked into the ring today, I can't imagine how this match would have ended!"

The number of spectators today is not much different from the last match between Yanagi and Angel Ruiz, but the star of the last match was Angel Ruiz, and in this match, the focus is on the black mask.

Of course, Master Sukara also has many loyal fans, after all, this old man is considered an evergreen tree in the world martial arts world, and even some viewers, the first martial arts competition they saw was this old man's competition, and it has been more than 30 years in a blink of an eye-

"Hello, esteemed Master Sukara. During the conversation between the two in the ring, Yanagi Yuanhe first bowed deeply, although he has never liked this deep bowing method, but this bow is willing.

Judging from the information that Takahashi brought yesterday, this Master Sukar really deserves the title of 'saint', and his selfless dedication, Yanagi Yuanhe can't do it, and even Yanagi Yuanhe doesn't appreciate this kind of life attitude that completely resists everything on himself.

But just as bad guys don't like bad guys, although Yanagi Motokazu himself does not agree with Master Sukal's philosophy, this does not prevent him from respecting Master Sukal from the bottom of his heart.

"Hello, young man, you are very strong, much stronger than me, it stands to reason that I should do what I can and admit defeat directly, but when people are old, they are thick-skinned, and I need money, so I have to go on stage to play a game with you, and please be merciful. ”

Sukara slowly said this passage in broken Japanese, word by word.

As he himself said, when people are old, they are thick-skinned, and when they are young and vigorous, Sukara will never be cheeky to ask his opponent to show mercy in the ring, and he will not even use broken Japanese to communicate before the game in order to please his opponent.

But at his current age, he has a very clear understanding of the priorities of things.

For him, it takes a lot of money for the people in his hometown to survive the disaster year, and his old face is not so important compared to the drought in his hometown this year.

Yanagi Yuanhe knew the reason why this Sukara master needed money, and it was clearly written on the information he got yesterday, to be honest, if there was only one person in each division, Yanagi Yuanhe even considered whether he would simply admit defeat.

Luckily, there are two qualifiers from each division, and no matter how much they win or lose the game, Grandmaster Sukara is basically certain to qualify, unless he wins against Grandmaster Sukara today and loses in the next round against that Grandmaster Sukara's underdog, John Crown, who will be eliminated by the small score (number of hits).

Yanagi didn't think he would lose in the next game at all.

"Rest assured, Master, I will not hurt you. Yanagi Motokazu bowed again.

"Kuro Kamen bowed very politely to Master Sukara, and judging from the pre-match conversation between the two, it will be a very peaceful match. ”

"So, Mr. William, can you breathe a sigh of relief?"

"Yes, Master Sukara is one of the masters I respect the most in the martial arts world, he can be said to be the representative of the virtues of martial artists, the master is so old, he still walks into the ring of martial soul duels, I have to make me pinch a cold sweat for him. ”

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"Two players, please return to the prepared position!" The referee, who also doubles as an interpreter (although it didn't come in handy), stepped out of the ring and returned to his own bench, which was a high platform about 1.5 meters above the location, surrounded by thick plexiglass, which was an added protection measure to prevent the players from getting their weapons out of their hands and accidentally injuring the referee.

On the other side of the ring, another referee was already in place, and the two referees nodded to each other to announce the official start of the match.

From both ends of the diagonal of the square ring, Kurokamen and Master Sukara are facing each other, with Kurokamen still holding a long knife.

Master Sukara's right hand is also a long knife, but in his left hand he holds a small shield with a diameter of about one and a half feet.

Kurokama walked forward as he raised his katana in front of him as a salute, and then with a slight swing, the long knife was placed horizontally in front of his lower abdomen, the blade turned outward, and he pointed forward slightly.

"Lihuo* sounds, this is the starting style of the 'Living Sword', and this black mask is good at using this way of swordsmanship, so he has won the title of 'Black Mask of Not Killing'. ”

On the other side, Master Sukara had already raised the small shield to his chest, his right hand drooping, and the tip of the knife pointing upward, making a standard defensive move.

"Tenur Veda is derived from the fundamental classic of the Indian Brahmanical sect, maybe everyone is not very familiar with the name Tenur Veda, but one of the parts of Tenur Veda, the fighting art that is widely spread in India - Kalari Payat, friends who are familiar with martial arts should know. ”

"There is a unique caste system in India, Vedas as a Brahmin scripture, only the upper castes Brahmins and Kshatriyas can be studied, while the Vedyas and Shudras are not entitled to learn, so there is a kind of Kalari Payat, which is a separate teaching material for the lower castes. ”

While the commentators (including Japanese commentators, European commentators, and American commentators) were talking, the two sides in the ring had already begun to fight.

On the side of the black mask, the long knife is like flowing water, and it seems that there is no deliberate attack at all, but there is a feeling of moisturizing things silently and pervasively.

Although Master Sukara is old, his movements are still vigorous and powerful.

The whole person and the sword and shield in the hand, it is simply one, sometimes it even makes people feel that in the hands of Master Sukara, not only the shield is on the defense, the knife is also on the defense; not only the knife is attacking, the shield is also attacking, there is no trace between the offensive and defensive conversion, the sword and shield man is a trinity, the whole person is moving forward and backward, moving left and right is not more than three feet away, and the sword and shield are only five feet in a circle, but within this range, it is like a huge reef and a big rock, and it is natural.

Moreover, as the sword light of the black mask spread all the way like water, Master Sukara's sword swirled and the shield turned, and the whole person was like a thousand-year-old cliff, allowing his sword light to ripple and impact like flowing water, and he just opened up a piece of pure land in the tide of sword light, and he did not move.

Yanagi Yuanhe is practicing the 'Living Sword', yes, he doesn't want to win or not win now, anyway, when it comes to the top 32 competition, there is no time limit, unless the two players on the stage play passively (that is, they don't do it all the time), it will cause a warning from the referee.

As long as the player is in a serious fight, if the player has the stamina and is willing to fight for a day and a night, it doesn't matter, the referee will change people at most for dinner!

Of course, there is no such game in the history of the martial soul duel, which can be played for more than an hour, after all, the real sword and gun competition, and the signing of life and death documents, this kind of life and death duel, no one dares to be careless, let alone fight for an hour, even if it is an hour of confrontation, the energy consumed is amazing.

In fact, the two sides officially played each other, and within three or five minutes, it was the norm to decide the winner or loser.

However, Yanagi Yuanhe didn't feel that this kind of competition was a threat to him, so he thought that he was practicing, and all the way the 'Living Sword' was cast by him like a stream flowing into a big river, and gradually changed from the sword path of flowing clouds and flowing water, to having the momentum of a big river surging and drowning everything.

Sukara was secretly surprised in his heart, of course he knew that the young man on the other side had not done his best, at least judging from the video of the killing of Angel that day, the phantom like a full moon descending was just a knife, although he couldn't tell the real from the fake, but it was always possible to retreat.

But the decapitation knife that was as dim as the first moon was really unusual, and I could only see a touch of moon white left after the long knife was slashed, and I couldn't even see how this knife was issued.

The black mask on the other side has maintained a similar speed to his own until now, but even so, Sukara feels that he is under more and more pressure.

If at the beginning of the game, the opponent's knife momentum was still like a mountain stream, gurgling endlessly, but the later it was, the opponent's knife momentum became stronger and stronger, although it was not yet stormy, but there was also a feeling of boundlessness.

Make yourself feel as if you are not fighting with a person, but in all directions, above your head and under your feet, there are sword lights that are infiltrating your defensive circle intentionally or unintentionally.

"See, the Black Kamen did not disappoint us, and in this match, the Black Kamen showed the most important, but often overlooked, part of martial arts - footwork.

I don't know what other people think, but in my career as a commentator, I've never seen such ingenious footwork, and it only takes four or five steps for the black mask to circle around Master Sukara.

And in this circle, through the slow motion of the camera, we can see that the black mask only sent out twelve knives, which is definitely not an astonishing number, but, with the black mask's ingenious footwork, these twelve knives seem to be like the tide rises and falls at the scene, drowning the figure of Master Sukara.

Ah, everyone, pay attention to this knife, the black mask has already stepped diagonally behind Master Sukar, and he didn't turn his head back with a backhand!"

"But Master Sukara also showed us the strong defense of the Tenur Veda, he didn't rotate with the Black Mask at all, Master Sukara's arms and body, as if there were no bones and joints, at any angle, can twist the force, and easily resist all kinds of attacks from behind and on the side.

Just now, the black mask was behind Master Sukar's back, and when the two of them were back to back with knives, he sent out a backhand stab, and Master Sukal didn't mean to turn around, God, his arm rolled upside down and sent the shield to his side, easily resisting this unexpected backhand knife.

I don't know how many people in the world can curl their arms upside down like this, my yoga teacher should be able to do it anyway, but it's a teaching movement that is slowly made in a yoga class, and I don't think there are many people in the world who can use such a technique in battle as Master Sukar wants.

Well, in Eastern mythology, there are often three-headed and six-armed gods, and Master Sukara's round of resistance just now, although there are no three heads (the partner next to him laughed), but it really seems that six arms were born out of thin air.

It reminds me of India's most famous quintessence – yoga. Although Master Sukara has never been famous for yoga, just watching this competition shows that Master Sukara's attainments in yoga are by no means inferior to those famous yoga masters. ”

This game dragged on for nearly 30 minutes, and almost from the beginning, the two players never stopped.

The black masked knife light is long, like a surging river, and Master Sukara doesn't know how many circles he has circled and how many attacks he has made, anyway, in the eyes of the audience, the sword light in all directions does not stop for half a second.

And Master Sukara has never left the same place for half a step from the beginning of the fight between the two to the end, and has been moving the attack and defense within a radius of three feet, although there is not much offensive with a knife and a shield, he is very old, the whole body is soft and boneless, at any angle, in any posture, you can move the shield out of the knife, and the defense is really like an iron wall, from beginning to end, there is no missed half a move.

It can be said that the two have been fighting for so long, and neither of them has hit their opponents.

And the three groups of commentators present were talking about saliva flying all over the sky, well, compared to the two who fought on the field, perhaps these commentators were the ones who suffered the most water loss.

"Alright, boy, stop, thank you, I throw in the towel. Amid the clanging of blades, Sukara whispered.

Sukara knew in his heart that the young man opposite was actually just accompanying him to perform on stage, after all, the audience bought tickets to come in, and each ticket was quite expensive, and this black mask accompanied him to perform for a while, at least so that the audience would not scold his mother offstage.

The power that came from his sword and shield was all a dragonfly, and he would leave as soon as he touched it, otherwise, according to his own physical strength, he really couldn't support it at this time.

Hearing this, Yanagi Yuanhe slid out two meters away, smiled and held the knife in both hands, put the knife in front of him, and bowed.

"Referee, I admit defeat!" Master Sukara greeted the referee with a smile, and he smiled, the wrinkles on his face almost covering his eyes.

"Are you sure?" said the referee who came up to the stage.

"I'm sure, I'm getting older, and I'm not able to keep up. Sukara saluted with his hands together at the referee, but he still had a sword and shield in his hand, so the salute was a bit out of shape.

"Since you are sure, then, due to Master Sukara's lack of physical strength, the winner of this match is Black Kamen!"