As if he hadn't seen the scene of the fiasco of the two companions in front of him, the amateur with paper in his hand held the sword sent by Shengtianmu and walked into the room.

Effortless.

He drew his sword and swung it twice, and couldn't help but sigh.

Whether it is weight or length, or even the degree of exploitation, it is far worse than resentment.

Not really.

"It's been a few years, isn't it?" he asked, looking back, "it's more like an antique than a weapon, and it looks expensive, shouldn't it be kept well?"

"Swords are meaningless once they become antiques, so it's best to use them as much as possible when they can be used. ”

Sheng Tianmu waved his hand indifferently: "As the so-called use of things, tools and such things, if they are not broken, isn't it meaningless?"

As a senior tool person, Huai Shi felt the deep malice of this world.

I took the knife in my hand and shook it twice, and the blade of the knife made a buzzing sound.

I felt that it would be more convenient to wield a stick of this length, and I didn't realize how lame my posture was in the eyes of professionals.

On the other side, Ichiro Katori couldn't help but frown.

The name is covered with dust, and the trust is not human...... That's probably the case, right?

"Alright. ”

Huai Shi nodded, and after being completely familiar with this weapon, she raised her head and smiled: "Let's start." ”

The attendant next to him came up with a brand-new protective gear, but Huai Shi didn't look at it at all and waved his hand: "There is no need for that kind of cumbersome thing." ”

As soon as the words were uttered, everyone frowned.

Sheng Tianmu's expression stiffened for a moment.

In the back, Arakawa showed a mocking look.

"Hmph, kill yourself......"

And Huai Shi, indifferently, moved his neck, and finally raised his head and looked at his opponent: "Katori Ichiro, is this really your name? Forget it, it doesn't matter if you have a fake name......

He stared at the grim face and suddenly said, "You're cheating, aren't you?"

Ichiro Katori's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard it at all.

It seems that he is just too lazy to pay attention to the layman's statement.

Huai Shi lowered her head, stared at the remaining blood stains on the floor, and suddenly laughed softly.

"If it weren't for the armor, Akutagawa wouldn't have failed so quickly......"

He said, "Although the sacrificial sword just now is too rough to see, it shouldn't be so embarrassing. Even if he didn't have a breath, he wouldn't have fallen so quickly.

White Butterfly lost too quickly, and you put too much pressure on him, making him go into a misunderstanding, thinking that you were unfathomable, but he didn't realize it at all, it was dark under the lamp—"

The fall of the white butterfly was so fast that he didn't have time to notice it, and only heard the wind.

But just now, Akutagawa's battle, he saw it clearly.

Akutagawa seems to have struck first and taken the lead.

But in fact, it completely plays into the hands of the opponent.

Katori Ichiro deliberately waited, waiting for the opponent to make a move, waiting for the opponent to reveal a flaw - and then with his own profound attainments, he calmly avoided the real and attacked the false, and finally achieved the effect of defeating the enemy with one blow and instantly separating the winner from the loser.

After discarding all essentia uses, this pure kendo duel, all the skills are nothing more than the use of mechanics and physiology.

It is true that strength, speed, nerve reflexes, etc., are all important, but if there is a flaw, the end result can be completely different.

But the most important thing is experience!

For a samurai like Katori Ichiro, everything in front of him has a formula to follow - since ancient times, almost all the changes in swordsmanship have been completed by their predecessors.

It can be said that any duel fought in any dojo today, if you trace it upwards, you can find similar cases from the vast sea of records.

Each trick can find the corresponding method and the optimal solution.

Just like games such as Go, Shogi, and Xiangqi, if you accidentally fall into the old pattern and are grasped by your opponent, you can basically play GG.

This is the so-called, great deception.

The moment Akutagawa's sacrificial sword was raised, more than 100,000 ways to crack it had already appeared in the opponent's mind, and there was no need to even think about it.

Pure muscle memory will make the most appropriate reflexes.

It's as if Huai Shi dares to use drummers and Yu Bu in front of Luo Xian, and he will definitely be beaten in the end. These are all things that people are tired of playing, and the class is just like that.

This game, from the layman's point of view, is three against one unfair.

Actually, it's the other way around.

From the very beginning, there was a huge disparity between winners and losers.

Ichiro Katori is almost in a position to win.

Of course, even without the hindrance of armor, Akutagawa's reflexes may not be able to reverse the situation, but if he had chosen to play defensively and conservatively at the beginning, even if he couldn't win in the end, he wouldn't have lost so quickly and tragically. ”

After listening to Huaishi's words, Katori Ichiro was still expressionless, but his eyes when he looked at Huaishi became unhappy.

"You don't know kendo at all, do you?" he finally spoke, full of indifference.

"yes, that's right. ”

Huai Shi bowed his head honestly: "I haven't studied it at all." ”

I don't understand anything about fiction and reality, broken hearts, and ancient times.

What posture, tendons, footwork, nothing!

"But, martial arts competitions or something, I've seen a lot of comics and TV series-" he said in a loud voice, "Rounding it up, it's equivalent to I will!"

“......”

The corners of Katori Ichiro's eyes jumped, and it was difficult to hide his anger and murderous intent.

It is difficult for anyone to calm down when they hear that what they have devoted their life to is so belittled and despised. Not to mention him, the other people on the field also booed, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, I'm afraid they would have to cheer.

And Huai Shi is still making a lot of nonsense: "Your swordsmanship is indeed very powerful, and the insight of seeing through and coming first is also very strong, no, very strong...... There are hardly any gaps and downsides!"

He paused, then smiled, "But you didn't realize that you had a fatal flaw—"

As she spoke, Huai Shi raised her hand and pointed to her face.

"—Did you notice that I'm taller than you?"

In an instant, the extremists who witnessed it from the audience were almost overthrown, and even the audience could not restrain their anger, and they were almost about to throw the teacup over.

"No kidding, bastard!"

"Waste of time, Kombat!"

"Chirp, you're still a man!"

"Mr. Katori, come on, hack him!"

But unlike those angry viewers, Ichiro Katori froze for a moment, and in an instant, his face became ugly.

Because Huai Shi is right.

This really ...... is its own flaw.

Huai Shi was originally 175 tall, but after the development period of the sublimator and a year's time, the final height stabilized at 186, and if you wear shoes, you can reach 188.

Among the sublimators, it is not particularly tall, nor is it particularly short, but in the moderate range. The weight is also relatively light, and under this height and weight, it is most suitable to use the agility and explosiveness of the Yin Spirit.

And Ichiro Katori, who is 183 tall.

The difference is only five centimeters.

But height is just the most superficial difference, and it actually brings a fatal flaw...... It is arm length!

Huai Shi's arm span is three centimeters longer than his!

One inch long, one inch strong!

Now, amid the noisy scolding from the audience, Huai Shi slowly took off the jacket of the suit on her body, rolled up the sleeves of her shirt, and exposed her forearms.

With his legs slightly apart, he stood still on the ground, then raised his hands and held the hilt of the sword in his hand high.

In kendo, this is an out-and-out upper section.

The shape of Tang bamboo, ready to go!

It is true that the slashing action is completely out of shape in the swordsmanship, and it is not qualified at all!

But no matter who it is, it can't be denied that under such a strange posture, Huaishi's advantages in height and arm length have been fully utilized.

With the advantage of height, arm span and sword-holding posture, his attack range is ten centimeters longer than Ichiro Katori!

"How's it going?"

Huai Shi smiled: "How does it feel to be cocooned and self-bound?"

A sword battle after all stigma and essentia skills have been removed?

That's weird!

The next duel has nothing to do with swordsmanship at all!

If the other party wants to use his rich experience to be invincible, then what Huai Shi has to do is to forcibly drag the other party out of the realm of swordsmanship, and then use his rich experience to defeat him!

When Ichiro Katori abandoned the miracle in order to eliminate the variables, the outcome of the battle was already dominated by the cold laws of physics.

Now, when the nerve reflexes of both sides have reached the peak of the limit, and are at the same level, the change of tricks is meaningless.

All that's left is simple math.

IT IS KNOWN THAT THE HEIGHT OF THE PAPER IS 188CM, THE ARM SPAN LENGTH IS 193CM, THE LENGTH OF THE KNIFE IN THE HAND IS 75CM, THE NERVE REFLEX SPEED IS NEGLIGIBLE, AND THE MAXIMUM MUZZLE VELOCITY ......

After a series of calculations, how should Katori avoid defeat when he stepped into this 10-centimeter gap between them?

It's like sitting in front of the swimming pool, Xiao Ming, looking at the broken pool in front of him, one end of the water and the other end of the water, at a loss.

Can you help him?

"Come on, Ichiro Katori. ”

Huai Shi stared at his enemy and asked curiously, "Why don't you move?"

"It doesn't matter if you're a Katori Shinto stream, a new Yin stream in Yagyu, or a sword stream, a Kasumi stream, a mudslide or something like that, it doesn't matter, let the horse come!"

Now, after discarding all irrelevant thoughts, he has become a pure machine, waiting for his opponent to enter his attack range.

Victory and defeat are in these ten centimeters.

In the dead silence that gradually came, he smiled and whispered, "By the way, the target of my attack is ...... Also, noodles!"

"Bastard thing!"

Katori Ichiro's face was blue and angry, and the blade in his hand was raised, and he suddenly took a step forward.

But Huaishi was motionless and expressionless.

It's like a clay wood carving.

No response.

Even the pupils of his eyes were not placed on his body, but fell into some nothingness. Rid of all distractions, only the purest stress reflex remains.