Despised by the Kendo Association, Dansheng Gu was already angry in his stomach.

It's too much for the Kendo Association to dare to look down on me as a liar like Beichen Shuichi!

You have to give them a good look at their strength!

Through the armor, Shikamoto Shintaka could not see his anger.

"Fair enough, I don't wear armor, you don't need the real thing."

Shikamoto Shintaka didn't know that his own words were adding fuel to the anger of Dansheng Valley.

"You!"

Dansheng Gu almost roared.

Does this guy think I can't touch him with a single knife? Do you think that my slash is weak and weak, like a woman?

Lumoto Shinchong's unintentional words disturbed Dansheng Gu's heart, causing his anger to soar, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Is it okay?"

The Kendo Association also asked.

In the previous two games, Luben Shinchong didn't have time to wear armor, and it was convenient to fight the general, to be precise, it should be a sneak attack, but he was killed by a knife in seconds, and he was paralyzed and couldn't move.

There is a clear difference between the normal generation of the Buddha and several others, which can be seen with the naked eye.

"Let's get started, hurry."

Lu Benxin Chong told the truth.

Dansheng Gu couldn't help it at all, pushed away the chief who read the password, and rushed up.

The leader of the kendo association panicked and was almost drawn into a sword duel.

I'm a clergyman!

What to do if you get injured by mistake!

He ducked behind the apprentice and wiped away a cold sweat.

The galloping Dansheng Valley is like a raging python, and the wooden knife is his indomitable fangs and snake letters, and he wants to swallow Lumoto Shinchong in one gulp.

Simple salted fish spurt, win in speed.

Dansheng Gu has practiced hard for more than ten years before he has such a speed, maybe there will be a gap compared to the senior brothers of the same sect, but he has never missed in the hands of others.

"Smack."

The military saber in Lu Ben Shinchong's hand swung casually, knocking him and his sword away from the trajectory.

He was still standing in place, the clouds and the wind were light.

Dansheng Gu fell to the side, and the wooden knife in his hand almost fell out.

Humiliation!

It's humiliating!

He looked through the visor at the young man who was standing still, young but with much better dynamic vision and motor nerves than him, and ended all his subsequent routines with a single knife.

Dansheng Gu's stab originally belonged to the first of the thirty styles of Beichen's one-knife flow: a victory, a stab to the enemy's throat, taking advantage of the enemy's defense, changing the move to slash the artery of the hand.

It is a very practical move in actual combat.

It can be used in the hands of Dansheng Valley, and it has completely changed its taste, not to mention taking Shikamoto Shinchong's throat, he can't even break through Shikamoto Shinchong's defensive circle.

Shikamoto Shinchong held a knife in his right hand, leaned back slightly, and his left hand was crossed at his waist, strolling leisurely.

Dansheng Gu doesn't have any experience against Ou Jianliu, and if Tomojiro Sasaki is still alive, he will quickly react, and the opponent is using the standard routine of the British saber, and the next step is to prevent his landing slash.

Dansheng Valley is not Chijiro Sasaki after all, and he doesn't even need to land on the ground to deal with him.

Shikamoto Shinchong did not continue to attack, and in his eyes, Dansheng Valley had already lost.

He can't even hold his own weapon steadily, so what else can he talk about?

What is called this kendo, it is really disappointing.

Shikamoto Shinchong couldn't help but shake his head.

His actions once again angered Dansheng Valley.

He angrily crawled to his feet and rushed forward again with his sword raised.

The second order, the lower paragraph of the Xia, the attached ...... of the rib association Medium Star Eye, Fist Brush, Ground Born Phase, Lower Section......

Beichen's thirty-style sword path is exhausted, and the standard is the same as that of broadcast gymnastics, without the slightest trace of mud and water.

If you score it according to the standard of martial arts,

Out of 100 points, Dansheng Gu can score 120 points.

But now he's in a sword duel, not a broadcast gymnastics competition.

He made moves to Lu Ben Shinchong again and again, and was knocked to the ground again and again, and from beginning to end, he failed to survive the second move.

He had only one chance to make a move, and he was defeated.

Dansheng Valley was defeated a full thirty times.

"Master! Stop it! A few of the apprentices couldn't stand it anymore and cried.

Danshenggu stumbled to his feet, insisting on raising the wooden knife in his hand.

As long as I can get up, I haven't lost.

He recalled his youth in the Chiba Dojo, he was the least qualified of the several apprentices, and in order to make up for the gap, he could only practice over and over again, ten times was not enough, then a hundred, a hundred times was not enough, then a thousand times.

In the end, even his master, Takazo Chiba, could not claim that his sword moves were more standard than him.

Dansheng Gu practiced swordsmanship and became broadcast gymnastics.

......

Shikamoto Shin Chong met the thirty attacks of Dansheng Valley, and each time he was so weak that he began to wonder if the other party was not in good health today.

It was only when he saw Dansheng Gu getting up and his lower body strength still steady, that he understood.

This is because I usually practice sword tricks too much, and the routines are serious, so that I have lost actual combat experience.

Before cutting off the arteries of the enemy's hand, you must attack the throat point, and if you can't do it with one blow, you won't know how to change it with the next blow, and you'll have a dead brain.

If the brain is a little better,

This opponent will be very difficult to deal with.

Shikamoto Shinchong also secretly wrote down in his heart that the two main attack points of Beichen's knife flow were the arteries of the throat and hand.

In actual combat, the enemy is either killed by a single blow or dies by breaking an artery.

It belongs to the very practical swordsmanship, and is also known as the most despicable swordsmanship.

Similar routines are often not used in modern kendo because the score is higher for hitting the surface.

Who cares about the location of the arteries in the throat and hand?

"Mr. Danshengya, you are the one who lost." The person from the kendo association reminded.

He can see that the mysterious young man who came to kick the gym all used Dansheng Gu as a sandbag envoy, and took out all the moves of Beichen Yidaoliu from his hand, and challenged it later, which was more convenient.

Who made Dansheng Valley so brainless?

He was also anxious to jump to his feet, the inheritance of the dignified ancient flow swordsmanship was destroyed by the heavenly European sword flow, after it was passed out, will the young people of today still take care of the sword?

I'm afraid they all went to practice European sword.

"Shut up!"

Dansheng Gu was furious and charged Shikamoto Shinchong again.

I haven't fallen yet!

The plaque of Fudo Lent will not be taken away!

How can you admit that you have lost! Bastard!

How can he take away the glory of Fudo fasting!

Shikamoto Shinchong glanced at the time, and then let Dansheng Gu drag it on, maybe the other games will have to work overtime.

He moved, and for the first time since the duel began, he moved his feet.

The onlookers unconsciously let out an exclamation of admiration, and a flush rose on his face: this feeling of his heart beating faster...... I really want to see what kind of expression he has under his mask......

Dansheng Gu found an opportunity, the arrogant boy, he dared to attack directly with his hands!

The wooden knife in his hand also moved, and Beichen slashed and slashed.

The opportunity to defeat the military saber in the hands of Shikamoto Shinchong is just around the corner!