The Japanese sword technique is a knife technique created by Qi Jiguang, a famous anti-Japanese general in the Ming Dynasty, and it is a fierce fighting method that combines the concept of Japanese samurai sword art and Chinese martial arts.

The Japanese katana, on the other hand, originated from the Tang Dynasty in China, and was produced entirely by imitating and learning Chinese sword-making techniques.

At that time, the samurai sword technique of the Wako did have too many technical advantages, and after the painful lesson, we began to learn from the enemy's strengths and make up for our shortcomings, so as to create a set of Japanese samurai sword techniques that completely restrained the Japanese samurai sword technique.

Qin Tian's historical memories sprung up at once. In his world, cold weapons have basically been eliminated, and they are all fully automatic and modern thermal weapons.

And the Tianyi Continent is still in the era of cold weapons, so you must learn a sword skill, otherwise you may be oppressed by someone in the future.

Bei Tianyi's playful expression appeared on his face, and he looked around and found that no one came up, "What are you doing in a daze, attacking it, sword skills can only grow in the process of learning." ”

The first group of people froze in place, and none of them wanted to rush up to be cannon fodder.

Just when everyone hesitated, a slower figure rushed towards Bei Tianyi, because he was holding a precipitated wooden knife in his hand, and his pace was a little uncoordinated.

Qin Tian approached Beitian for a moment, jumped up with a loud shout, raised the wooden knife in both hands over his head with great difficulty, and then slashed down!

Beitian smiled and raised the knife to block. The two wooden knives collided together and made a "pop" sound.

The knife in Bei Tian's hand blocked Qin Tian's blow in the air, and then his feet twisted, his whole body turned sideways, and his knees pushed over.

Qin Tian felt that his body was being brought over, and immediately reacted, letting go of the wooden knife with both hands, and stepped on Beitian's knee. Because the opponent's strength was too great, he didn't kick Bei Tianyi's leg back, and Qin Tian's whole person stepped on his knee and took off.

"Gah?" Bei Tianyi stood up straight, and unconsciously pulled off his beard in his hand. Did this kid guess I'm going to have a leg?

The students of the first class exclaimed, and their eyes looked like Qin Tian and Teacher Bei had a draw in this round.

Li Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said unhurriedly: "It seems that there is a person in our class who is very good at physical skills. ”

Russell was very unconvinced and responded to him: "Hmph, it's just luck." ”

For a martial arts master like Qin Tian, as long as the opponent's body moves once, his nerves will react extremely quickly, which is the experience accumulated from practicing a lot of fighting techniques in ordinary times.

Qin Tian landed steadily, but as soon as he hit the ground, his head was knocked by a wooden knife.

boom

"Oops!" Qin Tian covered his head in pain, looked up at the person in front of him, why did this dead old man come to me so quickly, and he didn't see anything clearly...

"Stinky boy, who told you to throw away the wooden knife! After speaking, Bei Tianyi took out a piece of yellow linen from his pocket, he grabbed Qin Tian's hand and asked, "Do you prefer to hold a knife with both hands or with one hand." ”

Qin Tian seemed to know what this old man was going to do, and he wanted to tie the wooden knife to his hands. Qin Tian thought for a while and said, "One hand." ”

"Why?"

"Holding a knife in one hand and doing a lot with the other. ”

"For example?"

"You can choke each other's necks. ”

Everyone: "......"

A piece of linen tied Qin Tian's right hand and the wooden knife, and he felt that waving this ten-pound wooden knife with one hand would not be able to do it with his current thin arm, so he had no choice but to hold it with the other hand.

"Okay, since you're afraid to attack, then I'll take the initiative. Rule 1: Don't release the War Paint, Rule 2: Don't drop the wooden knife in your hand, Rule 3: Don't cry. After speaking, Beitian moved, not as fast as before, but just a very ordinary knife and rushed towards everyone.

Everyone in the first class of this class was embarrassed to dodge the long wooden knife in Beitian's hand, thinking that there were many people with great strength, and several students saw Beitianyi's back exposed to him, and immediately raised the knife in his hand and slashed it, but his stomach was stabbed by the handle of the wooden knife in Beitian's hand.

Qin Tian was knocked to the ground by Bei Tianyi at the beginning, and he simply pretended to be dead on the ground to observe Bei Tianyi's moves. Bei Tianyi, who was surrounded by many people, knocked down a student with one action, and the strength of his hands was very measured, and before each swing of a knife, the pace under his feet changed rapidly, no wonder he said that the next plate should be stable.

In the first class, everyone returned to the school building with their stomachs covered and a wooden knife on their backs, and the other three classes gloated when they saw it. The first class of people was already very tired, and they had to carry a ten-pound wooden knife on their backs, and everyone's bodies were full of exhaustion.

Fortunately, there are no classes in the future, and the classes at White Horse Academy are all one lesson a day, and the rest of the time is spent reading books by yourself or exercising physical fitness.

Before they could take two steps, Qin Tian and Russell were stopped.

The vice principal of the black language stood on the top of the stairs, and he didn't know if he was showing off his figure, this bewitching figure made people watch their blood vessels boil.

"You two were joking when I said that? Now start cleaning the stairs. Then he turned and walked away with graceful steps.

Qin Tian and Russell carried a wooden knife behind their backs, and with a broom in their hands, they began to sweep the stairs one by one very dissatisfied.

Qin Tian sighed, "If you hadn't flown out of the dormitory building, we wouldn't have been in such a turn." ”

Russell was furious when he heard this, and threw down the broom in his hand with a glaring eye and shouted, "What do you say!

Qin Tian stopped what he was doing, glanced at Russell up and down, and said with a smile, "Yo, did it poke your self-esteem?"

"The floor was too slippery that day, you weren't so proud!"

"yes, why didn't I slip out. After speaking, Qin Tian continued to sweep the stairs.

Russell walked towards Qin Tian, "Waiting for you in the playground downstairs, let's go head-to-head now!"

"Forget it, I said that you are not my opponent, I am afraid that you will be depressed and unable to sleep at night. ”

Russell kicked off the broom in Qin Tian's hand, "You shrunken turtle, don't you dare?"

Qin Tian closed his eyes and sighed deeply, "Alas, it's good." ”

The two of them came to the corner of the playground, where there was a large tree that just blocked the school building.

Two wooden knives leaned against a large tree.

Russell looked at Qin Tian vigilantly, probably thinking that he couldn't underestimate this person like last time.

"Let's say okay first, don't release the war paint, just rely on the flesh. Qin Tian moved his head and jumped up to do warm-up exercises.

Russell snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "You can win without war paint." ”

"Oh, conceited. Come on. Qin Tian hooked his hand at Russell.

Russell shouted and rushed over, kicking his legs in the air in three sections, down, middle, and up.

Bang, bang, bang

Qin Tian quickly used his calf and arm to block all the moves, and the fingers of his other hand quickly turned into claws and grabbed towards Russell's knee.

His fingers grabbed his knee and pinched it hard, Russell was in pain, and the whole person immediately swept out of the other leg.

Qin Tian ducked as soon as he lowered his head. Russell's whole person landed horizontally, his palm supported the ground, and his whole body turned around, kicking Qin Tian's chest.

But only the kick was on the arm that formed a fork.

"Not bad. Qin Tian took a few steps back, laughing and patting the dust on his arm. Russell let out a loud shout and immediately rushed forward again.

Qin Tian discovered one thing at this time, Russell always maintained a certain distance and attacked him with the instep of his foot, and he was expecting Russell to push himself with his knees, so as to show off the other party's face. It seems that this Russell is not stupid, just a glance in the knife fighting class, he knows the shortcomings of the knee punch.

At that time, Beitian pushed out with his knee on one side, Russell thought that Qin Tian was annoyed, and he knew that Qin Tian immediately stepped on his knee and easily defused the attack, and this portrayal was deeply imprinted in Russell's mind.

Qin Tian smiled secretly in his heart, a little cautious, but still too naïve.

Qin Tian's body dodged the heavy kick, took a step forward and immediately leaned towards Russell's body, and suddenly pulled into the distance between them, Russell was shocked, and couldn't help but "snort", and reflexively pushed over with one knee.

The palm of his hand continued to maintain the claw shape of Qin Tian, bent over sideways, and smashed his elbow hard into Russell's knee, and Russell's half-raised leg was slammed back.

"Do you think I'm only going to make my legs!" Russell shouted and swung his fist at Qin Tian.

At this time, the corners of Qin Tian's mouth curled, the elbow that had just pushed the opponent's leg back was still below, and when Russell's fist was about to reach him, Qin Tian's palm quickly pushed upward, bouncing Russell's arm high.

Then the outstretched arm bent again, and the elbow pushed up like an 'L', smashing precisely into Russell's stomach.

Russell clutched his stomach and stepped back, then fell to his knees with a pop, his head resting on the floor, his eyes sticking out, and his breathing looking very difficult.

Qin Tian straightened up and looked at Russell on the ground with some gasp.

"Well, I said you're no match for close melee. ”

The other party did not respond. Qin Tian walked over and squatted down and patted him on the back.

"Hey, are you alright?"