It has been more than twenty days since Zhang Heng entered the dungeon, he has challenged many dojos, and he has also seen and learned many genres, and he can switch different knife techniques according to different occasions, but in the most dangerous time, people will still choose to return to instinct.

And Zhang Heng's instinct is the knife technique honed by countless bloody battles when Hei Fan was a pirate for ten years, and the so-called Annie Flow is actually a knife technique that does not have any genre and purely relies on combat instinct and experience.

After the knife in his hand was broken, Zhang Heng simply stuck to Nakamura Hanjiro and took the initiative to shorten the distance between the two sides, so that the battle became more and more dangerous, and at the same time, the reaction speed of both sides was more tested.

And reaction speed is Zhang Heng's strength, he has experienced more battles than Nakamura Hanjiro, how to swing a knife, seize fleeting opportunities in the chaos of war, no one can be stronger than him, this is also Zhang Heng's biggest reliance, on the other hand, Nakamura Hanjiro, his age is fifteen years older than Zhang Heng, the knife training is not necessarily worse than Zhang Heng, and the strength is stronger, but the reaction speed is still declining with the laws of nature.

However, at this moment of fighting for his life, he was still calm, since he couldn't hold it, he stopped defending, and turned to the offensive again, fighting with the idea of attacking it, and began to consciously look for opportunities to fight for knives, giving full play to the advantages of Shuzhu Pill Hengji, and at the same time patiently waiting for the opportunity to open the distance again.

Both are trying to play to their strengths while looking for weaknesses in the other.

Hanjiro Nakamura can be said to be the most powerful master Zhang Heng has encountered so far in this dungeon, so this battle is also the most hearty battle for him.

For now, neither of them has been able to take advantage of anything.

But as time goes by, Zhang Heng is becoming more and more familiar with Nakamura Hanjiro's knife skills, and the latter's knife habits and routines are being figured out by Zhang Heng little by little, on the other hand, Nakamura Hanjiro has just adapted to the first-class tactics of the two days, and in a blink of an eye, Zhang Heng has changed to a new school, and this time his knife skills have become more elusive, and even out of the category of Japanese knife techniques, Nakamura Hanjiro is at a loss.

At this time, Zhang Heng finally blew the horn of the counterattack, and the knife in his right hand took the initiative to make contact with Shuzhu Maru Hengjiro, blocking Nakamura Hanjiro's slash, and at the same time, the ribs of his left hand stabbed Nakamura Hanjiro's lower ribs.

Nakamura Hanjiro realized the danger, Shuzhu Maru Hengji did not press down again, but decisively retreated, slashing at Zhang Heng's left wrist, still attacking it, but in the process he knew that it was bad, Zhang Heng's stab to his ribs was just a false move, it seemed that he had already guessed his strain, and he waited there with a horizontal knife early, and at the same time waved the knife in his right hand.

Hanjiro Nakamura retreated with one blow, but after all, it was still a moment too late.

The two finally distanced themselves again, but Nakamura's right hand was bleeding profusely, and there were two severed fingers on the ground.

Zhang Heng played a continuous change of moves in a short period of time, bullying Nakamura Hanjiro's reaction speed was not as good as him, and at the same time, he was also deliberately luring Nakamura Hanjiro to play the previous routine, and finally got back a rich return.

With only three fingers left, he could no longer hold the knife, so Hanjiro Nakamura switched to his left hand.

However, his left hand is definitely not as easy to use as his right hand, and he has no problem dealing with ordinary battles, but in this kind of master battle of competition details, it is equivalent to losing.

Looking at the severed finger on the ground, Hanjiro Nakamura's face finally had an expression.

However, it is not despair, it is not fear, but more like a relief.

He opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, "I finally paid it back today, but it's a pity that I finally paid it back today...... I don't see the new era you promised. After speaking, he raised the Counting Bead Pill Hengji in his hand again, nodded to Zhang Heng and said, "Come on, it's better to die at your hands than at the hands of other fools." ”

"As you wish." Zhang Heng was not polite when he heard this, and clenched the double knives in his hands again.

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Okita Soji knew that he had been deceived when he opened the curtain, but he was not too anxious, Takasugi Shinsaku's physical condition was very bad, and Bacheng was no longer able to walk on his own, so this group would take the risk of being exposed to rob the sedan chair, and the other party was now only one person left, and he had to carry Takasugi Shinsaku on his back, so he couldn't go fast at all.

Soji Okita thought back to the forks in the road and turned his head to rush back, and he soon made a new discovery, and at one of the intersections he saw a pool of fresh blood, which seemed to prove that Takasugi Shinsaku was indeed a little bad now.

Okita did not hesitate and immediately chased all the way along the bloodstains.

He had already left Gion, and not far away was the residence of the Aizu Domain, which belonged to the Shogunate, and it was unlikely that Takasugi Shinsaku would go to them, but there was a house of the Yunshu Domain on the other side of the street, and many people in the Yunshu Domain were closer to the forces that had fallen to the shogunate.

Although the power of the Shinsengumi in Kyoto was not yet large enough to force the samurai Yashiki, the matter had come to this point, and Okita Soji would not let Takasugi Shinsaku go again under any circumstances, so he chose to go directly over the wall.

As soon as he landed, a knife came at him, but fortunately, Okita Soji had already been guarding against the enemy's sneak attack, and when he saw this, he blocked the opponent's attack.

In addition, he also saw the other party's face clearly by the moonlight, it was a young samurai of about the same age as him, and it was the last person who accompanied Takasugi Shinsaku, seeing that the sneak attack was not successful, the other party did not talk nonsense, and continued to bury his head in the attack, wanting to turn the opportunity he seized into an advantage.

In all fairness, his sword skills are not bad among his peers, but he still can't compare with a genius like Okita Soji, and when Okita was in his heyday, he was probably able to divide the victory and defeat with the other party in less than ten moves, but now he has too much strength, and his body is full of wounds.

Therefore, it still cost him some hands and feet to win this battle, and Okita Soji had to use his best flat blue eyes, and finally stabbed the other party in the throat, seeing the blood spurting out of the young samurai's mouth, Okita Soji finally felt a little tired.

But fortunately, tonight's battle is over now, and then as long as you find Takasugi Shinsaku hidden in the house, and then stab him in the chest, you can make him fake his death and turn it into real death.

Soji Okita doesn't actually like to kill people very much, it's just that in this era, every man is forced to make a choice.

Okita is lazy, he is just the closest to the current leader of the Shinsengumi, Isamu Kondo, and followed Isamu Kondo from his hometown to Kyoto, who wanted to do something big, and finally chose the shogunate, so he naturally became the so-called lackey of the shogunate in the mouth of the shogunate.

However, Okita has been completely distracted from his work lately.

After taking out the last enemy, his mind drifted elsewhere.

What a real headache...... How the hell can I see Miss Sayo again?

Okita has been worrying about this matter, although the two had a good chat when they first met, but he forgot to ask each other's address, and although they "met" a few times later, he never managed to muster up the courage, and sometimes even dared to look at each other from a distance.

He also ran to ask the most resourceful Hijikata in the group, and the latter told him, "Woman, just be tough, just go and propose to his father, it doesn't matter what she means." ”

Okita scratched his ears and cheeks when he listened, although he didn't know what was wrong with doing this, but he always felt bad, probably subconsciously thinking that he didn't want to be hated by Miss Xiaoye.

But the next moment, he heard the sound of the bucket tipping over and falling to the ground.

And also...... Enemy?

Okita jerked around with his sword in his hand, but saw a face that he had been haunted by.

Only this time there was no longer that innocent and healing smile on that face, but it was replaced by endless horror.

What is she afraid of?

Oh, it's me, it's me who is covered in blood like a ghost now. Okita thought to himself, and at the same time said apologetically in his heart, "I'm sorry, Miss Koyo, but I didn't have time to introduce myself, and I let you see my ugliest side." ”