I have to say that the knife of the handler Toichiro Chiba is very fast, as fast as lightning.

Gao Ming has reason to believe that even if the old man Li Zhenfeng encounters such a stab from the Japanese warrior at such a close distance, it may be difficult to dodge.

Of course, Gao Ming didn't mean that Old Man Li was not as good as this one-handed sword, Chiba Toichiro's knife was fast enough for ordinary masters, but for a master like Old Man Li, who was already about to step into the third layer, he would not give him such a chance to shoot at such a close distance.

The Japanese people stole the form of martial arts from Huaxia, but they could not steal the original soul of martial arts, they paid too much attention to the pursuit of strength and speed, but they just ignored the source of strength and speed, that is, the inner cultivation. Only by doing great things can you gain more strength and faster speed.

But in Gao Ming's view, all the martial arts of the Japanese people, whether it is speed flow or body flow, are mostly skills formed by hard cultivation of the strength of the body itself, and it is okay to deal with a second- or third-rate master like Long Zewu who also breaks into the world with his external skills, but for Gao Ming, who has accepted the old man's tempering from the inside to the outside since he was a child, it is too superficial.

I saw that between the electric lights and flints, Gao Ming's feet, which had not moved much, suddenly popped out and went straight to Chiba Toichiro's lower abdomen.

As if he hadn't seen Gao Ming's kick, Chiba Toichiro didn't move at all, grabbed the long knife with both hands, and continued to stab Gao Ming in the chest.

In his opinion, Gao Ming's counterattack was purely a joke, the tip of the knife was only more than ten centimeters away from Gao Ming's chest, and Gao Ming's feet had to cross a distance of nearly one meter. Even if the distance is the same, it is cost-effective enough to exchange a knife for a kick, even a fool knows that a kick may not die, but a knife into the heart, it is certain death.

Masters compete for each other, and what they often fight for is that glimmer of life, and Chiba Toichiro will never let go of such an opportunity.

Toichiro Chiba's eyes are now full of Gao Ming, just like he once looked at his first love.

Naturally, the goal is all the same, it's all the chest.

Of course, it would be a little disgusting to say this. But this is an indisputable fact between electric and flint.

Unfortunately, it is not a good thing to cling too much to certain organs that attract him. If he had the energy to see the reaction of everyone in the audience.

Chiba Toichiro will find that the eyes of everyone in the audience flashed not in shock, but in surprise.

No one could help but be surprised that on their retina, Gao Ming's leg seemed to stop in that position early, just waiting for Chiba Toichiro to crash into it.

So, the next moment, when Toichiro Chiba's blade was less than a finger away from Gao Ming's chest, the soft lower abdomen "hit" Gao Ming's foot that transcended space.

Before the suffocating pain poured into Chiba's brain, the samurai watched as his blade was about to pierce the clothes of his hateful foe, stabbing him in the chest, and blood was pouring out.

It's a pity that this qiē is destined to become the endless imagination in the minds of the warriors of the Wa Kingdom, the distance of a finger is very short, close at hand, but it is the end of the world.

It seems that I have seen my first love again, and I can enjoy it at a glance, but I find that the girl's father has appeared. No matter how hard he stretched out his arm, the blade was getting farther and farther away, and this feeling of almost despair was exactly the same for Toichiro Chiba.

The sharp pain poured into his brain like a tidal wave, and the samurai's eyes darkened, and he could no longer see his blade, which was still stabbing forward.

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, Chiba Toichiro was as if he was hit by a rushing train, and he was still rushing forward with his arms stabbed, but after being kicked by Gao Ming, his upper body was weirdly still moving forward, and his lower body was also moving forward, but it was his waist and abdomen backwards, like a boiled shrimp, and then he suddenly floated in the air in violation of the laws of physics and flew backwards.

If he had spread his arms.

It's a bit like the song that some ugly man roared in the streets in his midnight dream: I am a little bird, if I want to fly, I can fly high.

It doesn't fly high, but it's quite far.

The center of the ring where the two fought was at least five or six meters away from the ropes around the ring, and Chiba Toichiro was kicked by Gao Ming and flew backwards and hit the rope directly, and the elastic rope was like a slingshot loaded with ammunition, making a tooth-souring "crunch" sound, and then flicked forward violently.

Then, Toichiro Chiba, whose face was still full of despair, just flicked forward again, but the target was the ground in the ring.

It is estimated that the angle is not very good. Everyone had reason to believe that, according to the curvature of the rope being tightened, if the angle was slightly upward, he might be able to touch the headlights of the underground hall.

Of course, if you launch it on the ground now, this doesn't seem to be very pleasant.

With a muffled "bang", Toichiro Chiba stubbornly used his face as a foreshadowing to let his whole body land smoothly.

This is definitely the result of Chiba Toichiro being a master, and before his eyes turned black, he was still waving the Tai Knife in his hands around, which was to prevent Gao Ming from taking the opportunity to pursue. This also prevents the knife from stabbing the ground and then inserting it into his body when it falls.

This is definitely the reaction of a master.

The ground in the ring is very hard, and Mr. Chiba Toichiro's face is not tofu, although there is a lot of blood splashed, and there are even a few white granular objects flying around, but the head is definitely not broken, and it is still complete. Seeing that everyone felt a toothache, it seemed to be a big tooth, and I am afraid that the work of gnawing apples in the future can only be handed over to the back molars.

That's how camels eat.

It's a pity that Toichiro Chiba is not a camel.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to move the stick in a moment of excitement just now, and I couldn't help but kick you, you won't be too aggrieved." Gao Ming stepped forward and appropriately expressed his apologies.

Just now, this guy's middle door was wide open, so that he, who was not very good at weapons, really had the urge to kick this thing away, so he reflexively kicked it.

As soon as he was excited, he used five or six points of strength, no, he wouldn't just kick him to death.

I haven't even used the stick I said I had.

"If you don't speak, then I'll have to count, and if I don't get up, grandpa will win." Gao Ming picked up the stick and put it on his shoulder, bowed his head and asked.

Chiba Toichiro only felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer in his lower abdomen, and before he could savor the sharp pain he had never experienced, he was hit hard in the face again, and the pain was so painful that he was almost suffocated. But Chiba Toichiro, who has practiced Japanese ninjutsu since childhood, still maintains a little sobriety, he knows that the enemy he faces is even more terrible than he imagined, and he can only seize every opportunity for real victory to belong to him.

At this moment, Chiba Toichiro, who couldn't bear the burden of humiliation like a camel, moved, his hand tightened, and the sword light like snow lit up again, sweeping straight to the soles of his unguarded feet.

"Little devil, what a vile thing." The crowd in the audience not only scolded angrily.

"Hey, it's not good to learn anything, learn to pretend to be dead from a turtle." Gao Ming shook his head and sighed slightly.

Don't you know that the moment the glans* sticks out is when the chef moves the knife?

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