Chapter 482: Martial Arts Tournament (2)

"Heavy position in Shimohito Township!" This time, a samurai from Satsuma came up, and he was the farthest away from the rest of the people present. He is the ancestor of the "Manifestation Stream" in the future, and his representative swordsmanship is a chessboard chop, but now he is still just a ronin who does not enter the stream.

"In Shimomatsumoto Saemon!" The battle against Togo Shigeki was a samurai from Harima. I saw that as soon as he came to the stage, he kept showing his swordsmanship.

On the contrary, Dongxiang Shigeji stood there blankly, he had not entered any school, and he would not know the kind of sword skills that were like flowing water. But he longed, longed to become a swordsman, or even a swordsman, it was his dream. So... He's coming...

"Please advise!" The two bowed their heads to each other, and Matsumoto Saemon made a gesture, but Togo Shigeki didn't recognize him.

"Come, come." Matsumoto Saemon hooked his hand at him, meaning you hurry up and prepare.

"Oh." Dongxiang Shigeki simply held a bag of bamboo knives and held it high above his right shoulder.

"Huh? Senior brother, what kind of gesture is this? Such a crooked gesture has aroused a lot of discussions.

"Probably... He probably didn't practice the formal genre. Kitada Gujiao got to the crux of the matter.

"Then I'll do it! Drink! When Matsumoto Saemon saw the posture of this outer man, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he felt that he had won, so he rushed over with a bamboo knife and slashed it fiercely.

Dongxiang Shigewei looked at the chopping bag of bamboo knives and didn't dodge them at all, probably thinking that this was a bamboo knife, and there was no sense of immediacy like a real knife. I couldn't help but be bold, thinking that I didn't know how to use swordsmanship anyway, so I might as well fight hard, and maybe I could win.

"Phew!" Dongxiang shouted violently, like a tiger descending the mountain, and the bag bamboo knife in his hand slashed down violently to the left regardless of it, completely ignoring the opponent's head knife.

Syllable! "Uhh Matsumoto Saemon's speed was not as fast as Togo's heavy position, and he was slashed with a fierce knife and was directly slapped to the ground.

"Winner! Dongxiang is in the right place! Hosokawa recognized his victory.

"Phew..."The people below let out bursts of disdainful voices, this is not a sword skill at all, it just relies on a ruthless force.

The three of them in the seat quickly exchanged opinions, and finally gave them both the title of swordsman, that is, the lowest entry title.

"Dongxiang is in the heavy position, do you want to try again?" Hosokawa Fujitaka asked about Togo's position, which was still on the field.

"I want to continue to compete!" Togo was not satisfied, and felt as if he had just caught something.

"Good! Go on! Someone challenged it! Hosokawa Fujitaka didn't object either, and began to call the next one.

"Under the little knife half seven!" Wow, a samurai came up, played swordsmanship for a while, and then... The standard new dangliu gesture. He is a disciple of Shigang Kazuha, and now he has begun to gradually stage some powerful swordsmen.

"Please advise!" Togo's heavy position is still the same gesture that is raised over his right shoulder.

"Humph! It's not those slow swordsmen! Let you see! The new flow is fast! Drink! The little Taidao stepped forward and slashed down with a fierce knife, more than twice as fast as the person in front.

"Phew!" Togo Shigeki knew that he couldn't be faster than these genre-trained swordsmen, so he had to swing his sword to parry.

With a snap, it was probably Dongxiang's position that took advantage of the gesture, and he directly pressed down the opponent's weapon with overwhelming force.

"Huh?" Kotaro was stunned for a while, still in a sluggish state of being suppressed.

As soon as Dongxiang saw it, he immediately flipped his wrist and slashed back, even if he no longer knew swordsmanship, anyone could grasp this obvious loophole.

Syllable! "Ahh The knife slammed into Kotaro's chest, and he suddenly took a few steps back, stumbling and falling to the ground, and Togo won again.

"Oh? Interestingly, this person has a good understanding, and if he is systematically guided, he can also achieve something in the future. Umizumi Hidetsuna nodded approvingly, looking like he could be made in the future.

"Little Taidao Half Seven! Would-be swordsman! "Dongxiang is in the right place! Swordsman! Hosokawa Fujitaka shouted out this competition again, but the result was that the loss was higher than the title of win, it seems that the results of the competition are not judged only by winning or losing, and the previous martial arts display also has a plus.

"Hmm... Again! Dongxiang was not convinced and occupied again.

"In Shimotoko Torosuke! Come and learn! Another samurai came up from the stage, and he was very angry, it turned out that he was also a disciple of a feather sect, and he was here to find the field.

"Please advise!" Dongxiang is getting more and more accustomed to this state, and his fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger.

"Come on! Look at the knives! After warming up, Toko Torosuke couldn't wait to rush over, and this knife was even sharper than the previous ones.

"Open!" Dongxiang also riveted his strength and slashed hard.

Syllable! "Oops!" Toko Torosuke covered his forehead in pain, there was a large purple blue, and his own knife was actually bumped by the other party's knife and bounced towards his head.

"Togo wins the big position! Would-be swordsman! Toko Torosuke! Would-be swordsman! "With the defeat of two would-be swordsmen in a row in the heavy position of Togo, he finally got what he wanted and was promoted to a quasi-swordsman.

"Togo swordsman! Can you continue to compete? Hosokawa Fujitaka looked at him approvingly, and in his heart he had already included him in the list of invincible teams.

"No comparison, no comparison." Dongxiang's chest rose and fell again and again, obviously his strength had been exhausted, and he was already very satisfied with this result.

"Good! The next two! Please come on stage! Hosokawa Fujitaka was not reluctant and continued the following game.

"In the lower Kawasaki Tomomori!" On the stage, there was another young man who seemed to have just turned twenty, this person was the ancestor of the "Eastern Army Stream" in the future, but now he is also an unknown swordsman. This time, he and his two friends, Maki Makami and Murakami Nagaka, followed his master Tomita Shigen and others to participate in the competition. They called themselves the "three warriors of the Echizen Province", and their parents were all retainers of the Asakura family, and later Asakura was destroyed, and they all became ronins.

Tomita Shigen is also a former retainer of the Asakura family, he not only brought these three warriors this time, but also brought his younger brother Tomita Keimasa, both brothers practice "Zhongtiao Stream", both are sword heroes, and they are both the ancestors of "Tomita Stream". Jing Zheng even brought his fifteen-year-old adopted heir, Shigemasa Tomita, with him.

Originally, those remnants of Asakura originally hated the Hosokawa family and refused to join the government for a long time. But recently, I have known that the young master of Asakura Aiwangmaru is not dead, so one by one they have begun to enter the mountain, and these swordsmen naturally hope to use this opportunity to directly show their strength. Can't find the latest chapter of a book you want to read? cough cough cough, it's not a thing, I recommend a public account, there is a young lady here to help you find the latest chapters, and chat with you!