Forest villa, backyard.

A clearing of 100 meters in size.

Kuroba Kaito and Mr. Masaki stood in the middle of the field, holding wooden knives.

Kuroba Kaito held a wooden knife in his left hand, hanging down at his side, and moved his fingers in his right hand.

Although Kaito said it was a joke, he also wanted to see how far he was from the top kendo masters.

Mr. Masaki shook his neck and made a clicking sound, and his wrists and ankles began to twist and warm up.

Xia Muxing was watching the game with a small bench next to him, and the popcorn and colas were ready.

"Mr. Masaki, why don't we change the bamboo sword, it can be safer......" Kuroba Kaito was a little weak-hearted, a little afraid of being said by Nana, and he was really injured and lay on the bed.

Bamboo swords and wooden swords are two types of kendo tools.

The bamboo sword is a safety weapon, and it can be resisted with basic kendo armor.

But the wooden knife is different, simulating the weight and center of a real sword, and it can be fatal to hit people directly.

Wooden knives even have a special annotation for Japanese use - self-defense.

"Wooden knives are more conducive to the performance of kendo." Mr. Masaki held the wooden knife in both hands, slowly raised it, slightly lowered the center of his body, and adjusted his pace, "If you admit defeat, you can do it." ”

"How is that possible?" Black Feather Kuaidou held the knife in both hands, posed, and calmed down, "Who loses is not certain!" ”

Xia Muxing looked at Black Feather Kuaidou and nodded with a slightly serious attitude, how could the strange thief Kidd easily admit defeat, "Kuaidou, your advantage is your super high reaction speed and agility, don't fight hard with Mr. Zhengmu." ”

Black Feather Kaito was just about to speak, but Mr. Masaki sprinted, and the wooden knife suddenly slashed down, sinking with great force, but leaving three points of leeway.

"That's what I thought too!" The corners of Black Feather's mouth hooked, and he narrowly dodged the blow sideways.

Mr. Masaki crossed his hands, turned his knife, and slashed at Kaito.

Black Feather Kuaito raised the blade of the knife, held the back of the knife with his left hand, and blocked it in front of him.

Clang!

The wooden knives collided and made a loud noise.

Kuroba Kuaito jumped backwards to open up the distance.

The hand is so numb, Mr. Masaki's strength is too great, even a knife that turns the momentum hurts his hand, and he can't be hard-connected.

"Sure enough, as Young Master Muxing said." Mr. Masaki stood in place and nodded, "Young Master Kuaito's reaction speed is very fast, and you will react as soon as I change the knife position." ”

"Mr. Masaki, you don't have to use honorifics, show your true strength."

Black Feather Kuaidou's eyes lit up, holding a wooden knife in front of his chest, waiting for him.

"Good!"

Before the words fell, he slashed with a powerful sword, still a downward split, but the distance was perfect, it was an attack in front of the sword, and the forced Kuaidou could only be hard connected or dodged.

Black Feather Kuaito dodges sideways.

Mr. Masaki repeated his old trick, and with a horizontal hand, he slashed at the waist of Black Feather Kuaidou.

He wanted to see how Kaito would respond this time.

Black Feather Kaito had expected it, and without hard resistance, he jumped up to dodge this attack, and with a slash of the wooden knife in the air, he forced Mr. Masaki's head.

Mr. Masaki raised his head sharply, dodged the knife of Black Feather Kaito, and raised the wooden knife vigorously in both hands, and the tip of the knife pierced the lower body of Black Feather Kaito who was still in the air.

"Wrong response." Xia Muxing shook his head next to him and stuffed popcorn into his mouth.

In front of the kendo master, suddenly leaving the ground is a very wrong response, and the other party has too many ways to deal with people who have nowhere to borrow strength in the air.

However, Kuaito's reaction speed should not be so easy to be killed.

Really.

Kuroba Kaito reacted very quickly, and when Mr. Masaki dodged the attack and wanted to raise his sword, he thought of a way to deal with it.

Step forward with both feet, and step on the back of Mr. Masaki's knife without the sword momentum fully formed.

Mr. Masaki felt the momentum of lifting the knife, and as soon as the blade sank, the black feather Kuaito somersaulted out and landed three meters away.

"Not bad." Mr. Masaki didn't expect Kuroba Kaito to be able to break the move like this, and thought that this blow could defeat the opponent.

"Come again!" Black Feather Kuaito's figure flashed this time, and he took the initiative to attack, learning from Mr. Masaki's appearance and slashing vigorously

Mr. Masaki laughed at the time, took the initiative to step and sprint, bowed his strong body to meet him, and slashed horizontally with a wooden knife in both hands, and slashed at Kuaito's ribs before the black feather Kaito could be chopped down.

The two staggered.

Mr. Masaki turned around and looked at Kuroba Kaito with a smile.

Black Feather Kuaito grinned and rubbed his shoulder, it hurt too much.

The black feather Kuaito just now didn't have time to change his moves, and at the same time he turned his head, he held the wooden knife and moved down directly, and used the blade to resist Mr. Masaki's blow.

The back of the wooden knife smashed on Kuaito's shoulder, and he turned his head, otherwise it would have smashed his head.

"Come on!" Xia Muxing watched with relish from the sidelines.

"You can do it!" Black Feather is fighting quickly, and this feeling of being completely crushed in the way of the sword is really terrifying.

His own sword move was instantly cracked by the other party, and the opponent's sword move couldn't be blocked by himself, and Kuaito couldn't think of how to win.

"When you lose, I'll avenge you." Xia Muxing puffed again, opened a can of iced Coke, and drank it with a grunt.

Black Feather Kuaidou glanced at Xia Muxing angrily, "It's too much!" ”

"Flawed!"

Mr. Masaki let out a loud cry and pounced like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Black Feather Kuaidou's face was bitter, like a dexterous lynx, constantly dodging, but he couldn't attack head-on, it was not an order of magnitude at all.

When the strength and experience are not as good as the opponent, even if the reaction speed is fast, it will not be faster than the opposite line, and the opponent will always use experience to defeat the enemy first.

"Kaito, don't forget who you are and what you're good at." Xia Muxing said lazily beside him.

Black Feather Kuaito dodged Mr. Masaki's attack, thinking about Xia Muxing's words.

Who am I? I'm Kuroba Kaito, what am I good at? Magic?

Wait, sight? Not fast to the other side?

Kuroba Kaito seemed to understand something.

What is a magician best at?

Black Feather Kuaidou Daigo was empowered, and suddenly woke up.

Kuaito, who pulled away again, took the initiative to meet him this time.

"Good time!"

Mr. Masaki, who was a little irritated by the black feather Kaito dodging around, shouted and greeted him.

The moment when the blade collides with the blade.

Wrong!

It doesn't feel right!

The knife of the fast fight is too floating when it collides!

Feints?!

With a twist of his sword, he stabbed at Mr. Masaki's arm at a sharp angle.

Mr. Masaki secretly said that the knife posture had just been habitually retained, and he just had a chance to turn back.

The blades collided again.

Another feint?

Kaito also seemed to be a little reluctant, and in an instant, he changed his moves twice with extraordinary agility, and his wrists were wailing.

Clang!

Mr. Masaki actually prevented it!

The two pulled back.

"Young Master Kuaidou is really a genius of skill." Mr. Masaki sighed in amazement, "Two feints in a flash....... It can be seen that the third knife is also a false move, but you can't hold it anymore, so you turn it into reality. ”

"Mr. Masaki is really strong, I didn't expect this to hit you." Black Feather Kuaito rubbed his uncomfortable wrist, and if the third knife changed again, his wrist would definitely be sprained.

This wooden sword is not a light prop, but is made of imitation of the weight of a real sword, and it is full of weight.

"Well, Mr. Masaki, I'll just say that Kaito is very good." Xia Muxing watched the play from the sidelines.

The duel between the two was very helpful to him, and all the techniques he learned in Demon Slayer Blade were for killing demons and serving decapitation.

Learning to learn the kendo of a normal person now is very helpful for him to fight against other people.

After all, human beings do not only have the first weakness, but also the heart, kidneys, arteries in the limbs, etc.

"Does Young Master Kuaidou have this in mind? You are not very old, but if you practice hard, you can win a national championship. ”

Mr. Masaki has a high opinion of Kuroba Kaito.

Quick reaction speed, flexible skills, although the strength is insufficient, but can break the force with skill.

"No, I'm just practicing and playing with kendo." Kuroba Kaito shook his head, he didn't want to participate in any competition, causing himself to be exposed to the media.

"That's a pity, let's move on!" Mr. Masaki rushed forward again and took the initiative to attack.

"Huh! Mr. Masaki, why don't you play feints! ”

"Focus!"

"Ahh Don't hit the head! It hurts, it hurts! ”

"I haven't done it yet!"

"Stop chasing! I threw in the towel! Throw in the towel! ”

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Black Feather Kuaidou sat paralyzed on the ground next to Xia Muxing, feeling that there was no place in his body that didn't hurt, but fortunately, Mr. Masaki regained his strength every time before he hit, but it hurt a little and was not injured.

But it is precisely because of this that Black Feather Kaito feels terrifying, and Mr. Masaki has no use to fight himself with all his strength, and he still has the strength to spare.

Mr. Zhengmu walked over, bent down to pick up the wooden knife that Black Feather Kuaidou threw on the ground, and stood in front of Xia Muxing, his tone was humble, "Young Master Muxing? Do you want to point the way of the sword. ”

Black Feather Kuaito looked at Xia Muxing in disbelief, Mr. Masaki's strong kendo actually asked Brother Muxing for advice?!

"I had to ask for advice when I was at the shooting range, but there was an accident, and I arrived at the shooting range too late, so I forgot about it."

Xia Muxing took the wooden knife, stood up, and said ashamedly, "I don't dare to be a guide, I also practiced blindly." ”

"You're humble." Mr. Masaki returned to the center of the field, and his eyes became serious.

Xia Muxing picked up the scabbard, slowly walked to the location where the black feather Kuaidou was before, and put the knife into the sheath.

The center of gravity of the body was lowered, Xia Muxing looked up at Mr. Zhengmu, who was tense all over, holding the wooden scabbard with his left hand and hanging it on his waist, and his right hand was three inches above the handle, and his fingers were holding and changing.

This posture can confuse the opponent so that they cannot see whether he is drawing the knife with his forehand or backhand, two methods of drawing the knife, multiple slashing positions, and it is impossible to guess.

"Brother Muxing's posture ......" Black Feather Kuaidou looked at Xia Muxing's starting technique, which was a little familiar.

Kuaidou stared at Xia Muxing intently, took the canned Coke next to him with his right hand, and planned to take a sip to replenish the sugar and water consumed by strenuous activities.

"Juhe, a technique that has been passed down in ancient swordsmanship, is a technique of instantly drawing a sword and killing an enemy." Mr. Zhengmu stared at Xia Muxing tightly, the usually gentle young master Muxing, after holding the knife, his momentum was restrained, his eyes were deep, and he brought people extremely oppressive.

Gradually, Mr. Masaki, who had just fought against Kuroba Kaito for a long time without sweating, felt a huge pressure, and sweat dripped down his forehead.

There were a bunch of small bumps floating on the neck, and there was a piercing chill.

As if stared at by a deep-sea beast, he even breathed rapidly.

"Don't be nervous." Xia Muxing saw that Mr. Zhengmu's muscles were tense, and his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he took the initiative to restrain his momentum, "It's over." ”

Mr. Zhengmu nodded subconsciously, and his body seized the opportunity at the moment when Xia Muxing converged his momentum, and rushed forward, sinking vigorously, and slashing!

If that momentum was still there, Mr. Masaki didn't know if he dared to rush forward and draw his sword.

Mr. Masaki tried his best and rushed out with the speed and strength that he had never had in his life.

Swish!

Xia Muxing moved, the last strike came first, before his knife was ready, before he could chop it down, the speed was extremely fast, and he stepped forward, the knife body was unsheathed, and it slashed through Mr. Zhengmu's neck.

He stopped behind Mr. Masaki.

Mr. Masaki still held his knife in both hands, but he knew that he had already lost.

Poof!

The Coke in Kuroba Kaito's hand gurgled out and spilled on the ground, but he froze, "....... Mr. Masaki was seconded. ”

Mr. Masaki, who is so strong, actually made Brother Muxing second, how strong he is.

Fortunately, he was called out of the school gate by Xia Muxing that day and did not resist, otherwise he was afraid that he would be knocked unconscious on the spot and packed and taken away.

"What a quick knife." Mr. Masaki smiled, his hands slowly lowered, "I was suppressed in an instant, if it was a real battle, I would be dead by now." ”

"When I first learned this, it was different from your original intention." Xia Muxing subconsciously vibrated the knife, returned his right hand to the sheath, and was steady and slow, "So I won't be able to compete with the things in the competition, I will only behead." ”

"Standard Ancient Swordsmanship - Juhe's Blood Vibration, and Na Dao Technique." Mr. Zhengmu, who turned his head, saw Xia Muxing's vibrating knife and closing posture, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Young Master Muxing, where did you learn from, this is not like the swordsmanship of the Chinese Kingdom, but more like the ancient swordsmanship of the Japanese Kingdom." ”

Xia Muxing remembered the teacher with the tengu mask, and looked at the sky nostalgically, "It was indeed taught by a teacher from Japan, the time was too short, he only handed me this formula, and laid a solid foundation for me." ”

"Later, because of a coincidence...... In the end, I made this one my own. ”

Lay a good foundation in the scales, only practice drawing and slashing, from creating the golden breath with the help of Nana, to fusing into the thunder breath with a thunderbolt.

Xia Muxing was a little emotional, and suddenly became interested, turned his head, and looked at Mr. Zhengmu, "Do you want to know how strong the knife I cut out seriously is?" ”

"Don't be, don't be, Young Master Muxing, don't be impulsive, I still have to keep a useful body to protect the safety of Miss Yuanzi." Mr. Masaki shook his head frantically and waved his hand again and again.

"Who said I cut you......." Xia Muxing was speechless.

My thunderous breath flashed, even if it was a wooden knife, Mr. Masaki couldn't stop it.

It is...... The wooden knife does not conduct electricity, and its own lightning effect is expensive.

"That," Kuroba Kaito took a sip of the small half-can, gasless Coke, "I'm curious, why don't you find something to hack and see?" ”

"I can only use it three times a day, so I don't waste it." Xia Muxing shook his head.

"Young Master Muxing, why don't we practice again?" Mr. Masaki scratched his head, "Of course, you just stay in the same state as you were just now, and don't use all your strength to ......"

"It's been a long time since I've felt that much pressure, and I seem to have some new insights, and I can catch that feeling with a few more attempts."

Xia Muxing happily agreed, "Of course you can." ”

"Then thank you Young Master Muxing for your advice." Mr. Masaki stood in place with a wooden knife in his hand.

Xia Muxing lowered his body, suddenly exerted his strength, his body moved, and at the moment of approaching, he held the knife in his hand and unsheathed it.