After speaking, Kenichi Jinma tossed the knife again, then held the handle of the knife and shook his hand!

The scabbard was flung at Kazuma like a dart.

There are many moves like this that use the scabbard as a flying prop in actual kendo, and there are even moves that smash people with the hilt.

Kazuma turned his head to dodge the whistling scabbard, his eyes always locked on Kenichi Kima who rushed after the scabbard.

He held the scabbard with the thumb of his left hand and nudged the gauntlet of the knife, and with a bang, a small blade was pushed out of the scabbard.

The next moment, the I-I skill was activated, and the horse was slashed out.

He didn't even consider the possibility that the knife would really cut Konma in half.

Because a man who can't even catch this knife can't make him ignite such a high fighting spirit.

The moment the blades collided with each other, the huge prefectural martial arts hall tripped.

The lights suddenly went out, and the entire environment instantly darkened, and the sparks generated by the friction between the blades became extremely eye-catching-

Someone is shouting, "Go check the switch!" Hurry up and restore the power supply! ”

While the staff was busy, the two knife lights collided repeatedly in the dim environment, and the firelight splashed, like a dancing elf.

Finally, when the power is restored and the lights come on again, Kiryu and Ma distance themselves from Kenichi Konma once more.

Kazuma stared at Kenichi Nearma, he didn't want any more delays.

After the continuous fight just now, he already understood that the endless reaction to the sword and the fight would only make the time of this duel meaninglessly prolonged.

Although the knife light and sparks look good, if you look at it too much, it will also get tired.

The next blow will determine the winner -

They read this information from each other's expressions.

He Ma knew that the next blow from the opposite side would inevitably be a life-sacrificing blow, and his own side would also respond with a life-sacrificing blow.

Never mud and water.

After confirming this will, the two of them took a deep breath together.

Bet on the final staggering of everything!

The endgame of the life-and-death battle of the sword heroes singing on the Huangquan Road-

The last picture of dancing on the road full of flowers on the other side of the life-

The blades are staggered, and everything is frozen in the moment before the rest!

Murayu, who was close to Kenichi Kazuma, stabbed into Kazuma's heart, but was blocked by Kazuma's right hand, and finally the tip of the knife stopped on Kazuma's flank, and inserted it could only pierce the organs of the flank.

This is sacrificing his habitual hand in exchange for his life, which can be described as abandoning the car to protect the handsome.

He Ma Fei's customary left-handed knife slashed at Kenichi Ma's neck, and the blade stopped on the Adam's apple.

Blood flowed down Kazuma's right arm, and although it was only a point-and-stop fight, with the sharpness of Murayu, Kazuma's forearm was still pulled into a gap.

And Kenichi Ma's throat was also too close to Bizen Nagafune's authentic blade, and blood slid down the blade at this time.

And Ma: "Win your hand." ”

Kenichi Konma: "No, it's because I'm not as good as others." ”

Then the two of them took back the love knife together and threw the knife together.

The blood of the two of them was thrown at the same time on the wooden floor of the prefectural martial arts hall, which had just been waxed for a long time.

"When I have my hands ready, I'll come back for advice." Kenichi Konma grinned, "Next time you won't win so easily!" ”

"No, it's not easy for me to win this time."

After talking to the horse, the two of them laughed, completely forgetting the injury they had just received.

This kind of pleasant feeling is very much liked by the horse.

However, as a warrior, you must never forget to maintain your weapons.

Kazuma was about to take out a knife cloth to wipe the knife - Japanese knives are very expensive, and if you don't wipe them clean and then put them back into the sheath, they will rust so much that they can't pull them out the next day.

In fact, anyone who has used a carbon steel kitchen knife at home knows that if you put the knife away without rubbing the blood after cutting the meat, it will be completely rusty the next day, and you can't use it.

At this time, Kazuma suddenly noticed that his right arm was still bleeding.

"," exclaimed Kazuma, "I'm bleeding all over the ground!" ”

Nanjo and Mikako each carried a medical kit and ran to this side.

Kenichi was worried about how to wipe the knife with one hand, but when he heard that he was doing this, he finally remembered that there was still blood on his neck - the wound was not deep, but it looked terrifying.

"I need to be bandaged!" Near Ma Jian shouted.

Komoriyama Ling ran over with a disgusted face: "What are you shouting!" Here it comes. ”

"Aren't you worried about me?" Nearly Ma Kenichi's grievances are visible to the naked eye.

"I can shout to show that the vocal cords are not rotten, I'm afraid of a fart." Rei Komoriyama said.

At this time, in the stands on the second floor, some people applauded.

Immediately after, thunderous applause resounded throughout the prefectural martial arts hall.

He Ma looked to the second floor and saw an old man he had never seen wearing a kimono printed with the logo of the Quanjian Alliance, standing in the C position among a group of uncles and uncles.

The old man had white hair and a red face, and he looked very good, and it seemed that he would have no problem beating ten horses in one go.

Due to the distance, Kazuma couldn't read the text above the old man's head, but it was certain that the old guy had at least two entries and a skill level.

"I didn't expect that the Showa era is coming to an end, and I can still see such a wonderful duel between two young people.

"The two of you, the duel just now is flexible and changeable, but it can be seen that you have an excellent foundation and have a very good grasp of the 'type' of your respective genres.

"It's been many years since the kendo tournament discovered a seedling like yours, and I was even worried that the inheritance of actual kendo would end and give way to competitive kendo. Looks like I'm overthinking. ”

He Ma listened carefully to the old man's words, and the last time Ping Zhongshi's teachings directly allowed him to steal the level of Beichen's first sword, with that experience, he didn't want to let go of the words of this kind of kendo predecessor who looked very dicked.

But the other side obviously only wanted to comment, and had no intention of further advice, but the conversation changed and asked Kazuma: "Kiryu-kun, you are a normal generation of natural rational thoughts, right?" Why are you using all the tricks of Xindangliu and Beichen? ”

And the horse was embarrassed all of a sudden.

But the other party didn't ask, but said to himself: "Actually, this is not bad, and it is not a bad way to learn from the strengths of others."

"However, mastering a genre first will help you find your own martial arts."

Kazuma bowed to the old man on the second floor: "Thank you for the guidance." ”

"No thanks, I'm just saying a few words. I'd like to thank you for putting on such a great show, but it's a shame that you didn't make it to the last scene.

"Warriors need emotions, but they can't be controlled by emotions." As he spoke, the old man jumped forward, fell from the second floor, and stood firmly in front of Kazuma and Kenichi.

"That's all nonsense, I'm here to present the awards, Kiryu-kun who won is the champion, and Konma-kun, who lost, is the runner-up."

Ma Jian was taken aback: "Huh? I...... Retired due to injury......"

"You can ask anyone down there who wants to come up and challenge for your runner-up qualification." The old man laughed.

Recently, Ma Jian glanced at the original runner-up and scratched his head.

Kiryu and Ma, on the other hand, were staring at the entry above the old man's head at this time.

The appearance of the entry of the Sword Master is reasonable, although the level of the new Yin Stream 97 is very exaggerated, but I have seen it almost exaggerated before.

Kazuma stared at the old man's permanent entry.

What the hell is a windforest volcano?

Oh Mom, is it true that the dragon of the queen of Yue fights the tiger of Kai?

He Ma picked up the excitement of the duel just now, and asked cautiously: "We don't know who you are yet, may I ask ......?"

"As the teacher of the dokan, you don't even know His Excellency Masao Kamiizumi, the president of the All Japan Kendo Federation?" Nanjo looked at Kazuma in surprise.

"Huh?"

"The old man is not a singer, so it's normal if he doesn't know him." Kamiizumi reached out and patted Kazuma's shoulder, "Not bad, but you still need to work hard." I've also heard some interesting things, and I have a piece of advice for them: for a martial artist, the more severe the test, the more nourishing.

"If you can join the kendo club of the University of Tokyo next year, you can consider challenging the Jade Dragon Banner."

After speaking, Shangquan Zhenggang turned around, took the Kuixing Flag from the officer's hand, and handed it to Hema.