After all, in this era, there are too few competitions to see life and death, and more and more wooden sword competitions have reduced the actual lethality of Japanese kendo a lot.

Both Kokushu and Japanese kendo existed to kill and fight in the beginning, and if communication was only used as a way to progress and make up for oneself, it would be impossible to enter the house for the rest of one's life.

Bai Meng did have the idea of wanting to see this Japanese kendo and study the doorway inside, but as Lingzi's offensive unfolded on the moonlit night, he also felt that he seemed to have a tendency to be suppressed.

As the activity space is restrained, the room for Bai Meng to dodge is getting smaller and smaller, and there is no longer a chance for smart dodging.

"Dang!"

A series of blinding sparks flowed through the air.

The Huanxi Thorn and the Hate Long Sword briefly intertwined in the air, and although Bai Meng resisted the attack of Lingzi on a moonlit night, all of a sudden, half of his arms were numb.

Although Lingzi is a woman on a moonlit night, she has been fighting all year round, and the weapon she holds in both hands is longer than the ordinary long sword, although her strength is not as good as Bai Meng's, but it is normal for her to numb Bai Meng's arm with both hands against one hand.

In fact, the current situation of Lingzi on a moonlit night is not good, this is the first time that the two of them have made contact with weapons, and both of them are secretly surprised, and at the same time, they also have admiration for each other.

This admiration made her fighting spirit soar! The small body actually emitted an extremely powerful momentum!

After this sword, the red light in Ling Zi's eyes on the moonlit night was completely victorious, the sword momentum was continuous, the light in her eyes and the sword momentum were fierce together, and there was a piercing sound of breaking the air, and the sword speed and strength had reached her since the beginning of the competition...... The pinnacle!

Bai Meng was helpless, he couldn't retreat, he was already on the edge of the ring, and if he retreated, he would admit defeat directly. But when the competition has reached the current ground cloth, how can it be possible to give up all the previous efforts?

Today's efforts are to get Guo Pojun to make a move, but compared to now, Bai Meng subconsciously admitted that if he didn't take this opportunity to suppress the martial arts of these foreign devils, he would really be sorry for the national arts he had practiced until now.

"Fight!"

His eyes were staring at Ling Zi's sword momentum on a moonlit night, and Bai Meng's heart also rose with irrepressible pride. From practicing martial arts to the present, he has always liked to play the routine of attacking backwards, and likes to see the enemy's moves clearly and analyze the weaknesses, and seize the opportunity to kill with one move.

But today, in front of an imposing opponent like Lingzi in the moonlit night, this routine suddenly entered the opponent's rhythm, and he could only be exhausted, and he couldn't find a chance to attack the opponent's weakness at once.

However, Bai Meng is no longer afraid!

If you can't find a weak point, then fight with a real knife and a real gun, and have a hearty battle, and the victory or defeat will be left to God!

Bai Meng can't find a chance to win, so he can only create a chance to win in the wanton attack.

The long sword of hatred in his hand suddenly stood up, and Bai Meng followed the example of Lingzi on a moonlit night, and held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

It has to be said that he is a very talented and creative martial artist. The design of the Huaxia long sword is not very conducive to slashing, it is not like the Japanese sword is a one-sided blade, but long in chopping, it will have a very great power. Huaxia's long sword is symmetrical, and light chopping rather than heavy sword vertical chopping is its specialty.

But Bai Meng saw the fighting method of Lingzi on a moonlit night today, and suddenly felt that this was really a very pleasant fighting method, the spirit of the whole person could be fused into the attack, although the weapon in his hand was not suitable, but his strength and speed and body should be above Lingzi on the moonlit night, but it was because he was not as experienced as he was, so he suddenly fell into a passive situation.

At this moment, after he held the sword with both hands, he scattered a piece behind his hand, so that the center of gravity of the entire sword moved forward by a piece, and when he chopped, it was obvious that he had found a little advantage.

Although it is not as good as the Taidao, with Bai Meng's strength and control of the weapon, there is no disadvantage at all in the slashing!

While!

Once again, the two weapons, one ancient and one modern, collided together, only this time, the strength of the two people was equal, and both had a feeling that their arms were not their own.

The two swords hit each other for a short time, only for a moment, but it seemed like a lifetime, the long sword sound had not yet dissipated in people's ears, the bodies of Bai Meng and Lingzi in the moonlit night had been staggered again, and the swords of the two people, once again with the entire body as the axis, collided fiercely together!

Lingzi was shocked in the moonlit night, she didn't expect that this Chinese warrior would learn her attack method in a desperate situation, and in the process of learning, there was a new creation, and she was tied all of a sudden.

However, in the field he is best at, Lingzi on a moonlit night doesn't want to be defeated by Bai Meng. Her kendo moves are not as dexterous and changeable as Bai Meng's, but with such a real slash, there is no martial art in the world that can compare to Japanese kendo.

They say that it is in the ruthless slashing again and again, countless times of practice to prostration, to have today's field, this is the countless Japanese kendo predecessors, with their own lives and blood, to practice today's technology.

But it was displayed in vain with the weapon in his hand.

At this time, Guo Pojun was also extremely surprised, he thought that Bai Mengtuo would be suppressed all the way by Lingzi in the moonlit night, after all, his combat experience really did not allow him to master the control between this momentum.

"This kid is very talented."

Guo Pojun muttered to himself, watching Bai Meng in a desperate situation, with a desperate fight, with the pressure of their last battle today, the situation was tied!

The audience didn't know the doorway here, they just watched the Huaxia master being suppressed little by little, but suddenly, a momentum erupted, and the little Japanese woman slashed at each other!

Seeing Bai Meng's expression, they knew that this man, who had always been indifferent, was also yearning for victory at the moment, and burst out with his strongest strength!

"Fight!"

"Don't be merciful!"

"Down with the little devils!"

"Raise my heavenly might!"

At this time, whether it was a man or a woman present, as long as he had Chinese blood, they all shouted loudly for Bai Meng!

Whether it is watching the lively audience, or the Chinese students of taekwondo, or even the students of the Sichuan Ling Martial Arts Hall, they are also full of enthusiasm, shouting and cheering for Bai Meng in unison!

Iwasaki Kazukawa's face was ugly, and his eyes swept over the crowd of students on his side, and because of his usual majesty, everyone's voices slowed down.

"Whoever makes a fuss again will be expelled from school immediately!"

Seeing that his threat had an effect, Iwasaki Kazukawa couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, but the disdain under his eyes was carefully hidden.

"This group of guts Chi Na pigs, they wilt when they are scared, they are really gutsless goods."

The thought crossed his mind as he thought of how he could make more money from them.

", expulsion?"

Who knew that it was quiet for a moment, and a young man scolded.

"What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing, Lao Tzu is not learning from you!"

He pulled the Taoist uniform on his body, threw it on the ground desperately, and stomped on the samurai uniform on his feet, and said hatefully: "You little devil, I learned from you, but I didn't listen to you. ”

"You dare? You've paid three years of tuition, and you're going to drop out, but you won't get a penny! ”

"A little broken money, who wants it?" The young man pulled the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and shouted loudly with the cheers around him: "Down with the little devil, raise the prestige of our country!" ”

His action immediately aroused a group of people to follow suit, and they took off their samurai uniforms, stepped on the ground a few times, and began to cheer for Bai Meng.

All of a sudden, there was a loud cheering sound, but it came from behind a Japanese, I have to say that things must be reversed, and all this today is really full of irony.

"You traitors, hit me!"

Iwasaki and Chuan's faces changed slightly, who would have thought that the threat he had always been best at would be ineffective, and a group of people went out directly, although they had already paid a lot of tuition, but in the future, they would not be able to earn a penny.

He pointed to the Japanese coach and assistant coach behind him, and with a wave of his long hand, he was going to hit this group of students.

"How dare you? In the territory of Huaxia, if you dare to touch the Chinese people, I will not let you see the sun tomorrow. ”

But before the group of coaches and assistant coaches moved, a tall figure stood in front of the group, staring coldly at Iwasaki and Chuan, and said word by word.

Dare to speak like this, except for Guo Pojun, where is there anyone else?

"Everyone, calm down, calm down!" Iwasaki Daira, the owner of the Chuan Ling Martial Arts Pavilion, could see the important matter, and hurriedly persuaded on the side, first calming the troublemakers, and then glancing at Iwasaki and Kawaren, signaling him not to talk anymore.

"There's nothing to calm down, defeat the little devil and raise the prestige of my country!"

At the beginning, the young man had the support of Guo Pojun, knowing that he might be the strongest among the people present, and he picked the owners of many pavilions in a row, and he really didn't think about the second person with his majesty.

He shouted wantonly, thinking that he had just been frightened by a little devil, his co-workers were stunned at first, and then shouted slogans together.

"Master, do you open a museum to teach apprentices? Come back and we'll look for you together! ”

"Yes, yes, I'm sure I'll be able to endure hardship!"

suppressed Iwasaki and Chuan, but Guo Pojun was thoughtful, feeling the passion of the people behind him, he suddenly felt that maybe the time for the revival of national art was not so far away.

Seeing the actions of the Japanese students, some students from other halls also took off their uniforms and cheered for Bai Meng with them.

Looking at the current situation, all the Chinese people were furious, and the bodies of a group of people were twisted together, and they let out a sky-shattering roar!

"If I have the opportunity and ability, I will definitely open a museum to teach apprentices, so that everyone can learn the real national art of self-defense!"

Guo Pojun groaned, and then solemnly assured that even if he didn't have this plan before, but seeing the enthusiasm of the Chinese people present today, he really felt one word: the military heart is available! Popular hearts are available! (To be continued.) )