Fuso katana is divided into long knives and short knives, the blade of the long knife is more than one meter and one minute, and the short blade is more than six minutes long.

Bamboo knives are practiced in kendo halls to prevent accidental damage. Generally, cinnamon bamboo that has grown for at least three years is selected and baked for more than half a month, and is made after a complex process, with excellent toughness and strength, and a fresh fragrance.

The staff took six long bamboo knives and five short bamboo knives.

The host announced that the Black Dragon Society would offer a prize for a gold bar for anyone who touched the clothes of the wellhead and ten gold bars for defeating the well.

That's a bit of a stretch!

The bigwigs of the various kendo schools looked at each other and did not send their children to the end.

They don't want to help the Black Dragon Society, and they are afraid that the other party will make heavy moves or tricks. Is it easy to train an excellent disciple? The genius of the Yanagi family, Yanagi Feiyu, was beaten to death by Yokota Oka in the ring, which is a lesson from the past.

When the hostess walked around the venue with a tray carrying the gold terms, the brilliant golden light made many people's eyes ache. If you look at the thickness of the gold bar, you can buy ten acres of paddy fields in the countryside. If you have ten, you can buy a nice mansion in a place like Kyoto where every inch of land is valuable.

Thirteen warriors from the small sect stood up one after another, without much consultation with each other, instinctively leaving room for everyone's strength to move, and shouted in unison, as if a dark cloud rushed towards the mouth of the well.

A resolute young man rushed to the front, holding a knife in both hands, and chopping his head down.

The stupid old man suddenly stepped forward, and the long knife rose like a line of yellow light, and he took the opponent's knife body and wiped it off. Although it is a bamboo knife, it is not a little weaker than a steel knife under the command of the high people, and if you don't deal with it well, you may have to cut off your fingers.

The young man had a few brushes, stopped suddenly, his cheeks bulged, his hands were violently moving, and the bamboo knife was pressed down and twisted, trying to swing the opponent's blade away.

That Zhijingkou Wunian missed a blow, and the two-handed knife instantly turned into a one-handed knife, and with a swing, he turned over the sneak attacker who came around from the side.

He didn't bother to entangle with the young people at all, and his footsteps were non-stop, as fast as a ghost, drawing a large arc from right to left across the ranks of warriors. Only a crackling sound was heard, and the wrists of the twelve warriors were hit, and the bamboo knives fell to the ground.

Five seconds passed, and many warriors didn't even see their opponents' moves clearly, let alone touch a piece of clothing.

The resolute young man's bamboo knife pressed down but fell short, the head of the knife was about to be raised, but a bamboo knife in the oblique stab stretched out against the middle of the blade.

The young man struggled with both hands and arms, but the blade of the knife seemed to be pressing a heavy boulder, and it could not lift it even if it was bent into a bow.

Tsk, it's time to throw in the towel.

But he didn't!

I don't know if he was stubborn by nature or was dazzled by Jin Ziyao, the young man abandoned his knife and rushed forward, and a head hammer slammed into the black chest a few feet away in front of him.

The kendo masters widened their eyes.

Damn, that's okay too?

Samurai pay attention to the sword in the person, the sword is dead, how can there be such a little hooligan fighting style? However, it is undeniable that this head hammer is indeed a stroke of genius. If it weren't for the opponent's realm going too far, the rush might really work.

But he still couldn't touch the old man's clothes.

Wellhead Wunian flashed sideways to avoid the head hammer, and slapped the young man's back with a bamboo knife in one hand. The short body suddenly became taller, showing the demeanor of a grandmaster.

The latter staggered and fell.

"Good ......"

Funakoshi was the first to applaud, and all parties smiled bitterly in response.

The Black Dragon Society wants to subdue all parties, and it can't be suppressed blindly with a big stick, and it has to throw carrots.

If nothing else, you have to sprinkle bait even when fishing.

Otherwise, who will take the bait?

The first ten gold bars of this competition naturally returned to the wellhead Wunian, but the twelve losers did not return empty-handed, and were all rewarded with a silver bar.

The meaning is clear.

Mixed with the black dragon, there is meat to eat, and there is gold.

The "Daughter Buying Bone Show" has had an effect, and many small schools and small societies have begun to move, and their eyes are obviously eager to look at the rostrum.

However, the big family and the big community exchanged glances ambiguously and were unmoved.

In all fairness, Iguchi's unrepentant shot was sharp and simple, nothing fancy, and it showed a very high level. But his opponents are too weak, and there are too many masters who can do this, and they have grabbed a lot of them in major families and major associations. It is okay to scare the common people with this ability, but it is far from enough to threaten a family that has existed for hundreds or thousands of years, or a community that has thousands or tens of thousands of people.

Wellhead Wunian did not end up, and he was indifferent to the reward, and stood in the center of the field with drooping eyelids, like a silent rock.

The host loudly announced that the legendary divine weapon, the Muramasa Demon Sword, was discovered in an ancient tomb three years ago and was obtained by the Black Dragon Society with a lot of money. Today, it is specially given to Master Iguchi Wunian. The guests can also feast their eyes and witness the birth of the demon sword.

Rumble......

When Miss Manners walked out with a large gift box in her hand, most of the people stood up, and even many of the heads of the family were not reserved.

This is definitely a big deal!

More than 1,000 years ago, the village relied on this knife to level the sea, crisscrossing Shikoku, Kyushu, Hokkaido, and Honshu, and there was no enemy under the knife, which achieved the prestige of a generation of demon swords. In the history of Fuso, this knife is so famous that it can definitely be ranked in the top three.

The big guy also vaguely guessed that a swordsman like Iguchi Wunian, who had been cultivating in the mountains for fifty years, was in a state of mind that could be described as an ancient well. I'm afraid that I didn't go out of the mountain for money and beauty, but for this knife.

It's just that with Muramasa's demon knife, can you become as powerful as Muramasa?

Some people scoffed.

In particular, does the "cloak chop" mean that you can practice it? Haha, the toad yawns - what a big breath!

Fusang adheres to the ancient Chinese culture, and the highest level of kendo is in order - cloak, broken water, and open the sky.

Phi, the meaning of scattering, tearing. As the ancient Chinese saying goes, those who stand in the way are invincible.

Can break up the wind and tear it, how fast the sword, how deep the foundation! For the pursuit of swordsmanship, the "cloak" is the ultimate in the world.

As for the "cut off water", he entered the realm of immortals.

In the era of the end of the law, there are no immortals in the world. The sword sect present today has the head of the "Broken Water Flow" family, bragging about how brave the ancestors were, but do you really want him to cut off the flow of the river with a sword?

As for the "opening of the heavens", he entered the realm of gods and men.

Mysterious and mysterious, not to be discussed.

I saw that Jingkou Wunian held the middle and upper part of the ancient scabbard with his left hand, grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand, bowed his waist slightly, and waited for the battle.

The four strong men each held a basin of steaming boiling water in their hands to occupy the four directions, and with the host's order, they threw it towards the old man five meters away.

The dazzling sword light lit up.

Brighten the big guy's titanium dog eyes.

A large ball of countless "lightning" intertwined appeared in the field, and the water splashed on the surface of the ball like mist, and Mercury flew like arrows. The four strong men stumbled backwards with an empty basin in one hand and the other arm in front of them to block the water arrows.

In a moment, the fog fades away.

The wellhead has no thoughts and the knife is put into the sheath.

The shirt was still crumpled as before, and the corners were curled, but it was not wet.

In the center of the field, a two-meter-diameter standard circle is enclosed on the wet floor, and there is no drip in it.

The applause was thunderous......

Fu Peng was secretly speechless, the old man with an obscene heart was really powerful.

There is nothing softer in the world than water.

No matter how fast a knife is, it can't stop the pervasive water.

However, the wellhead thoughtless inspired Jian Gang in an instant, and with the light of the sword, a wall of qi was weaved, how could the water splash in?

The knife is indeed a divine weapon.

People are indeed grandmasters.

It's a pity that the speed of drawing the knife and returning the knife is too fast, and I didn't see the true face of the demon knife.

When the waiter quickly cleaned up the venue, the warm and continuous applause began to clutter and gradually stopped. Everyone had strange expressions, and subconsciously clapped their hands mechanically, but their eyes were at the entrance.

There, a strange man in black quietly appeared.