In the face of Zhang Sixing's shout, the old cigarette pouch Li Youtian responded loudly,

"Baby, hear it clearly, this is called chivalrous manners, no matter whether you win or lose, you have to remember the bearing of Chief Zhang, and you must remember it for a lifetime."

"Yes"

Hundreds of people in the miscellaneous barracks responded together, and their voices were loud and loud and the shouts shook the sky.

Xie Jinyuan also nodded lightly in this regard, the crime of releasing prisoners of war privately is not small, but that is the matter of German consultants. His nod was also in agreement with the words of the old tobacco pouch Li Youtian.

What worries everyone in the Sixing warehouse is that Zhang Sixing doesn't even have a bayonet in the face of Yamaoka Tetsujiro's long knife.

"Give the devil a war knife, what do you say he uses, use our bayonet or the devil's bayonet?"

"Tuanza, I think he wants to play empty-handed, right......"

Yang Ruifu, whose spear was on the steel pipe guardrail, looked a little nervous, and kept wiping the sweat from his palms on his military uniform.

"Empty-handed into the white blade, he really dares."

Although he had a regular military academy education, Xie Jinyuan did not have the courage to say that he could win the battle when he faced the command knife with a rifle with a bayonet.

After all, the other party has just registered, and it is Tetsujiro Yamaoka, the successor of Beichen's sword. He didn't know what it was, but it sounded pretty awesome.

However, Zhang Sixing's preparations made him even more stunned.

Not only did he take off his other weapons, but he even took off his steel helmet and threw it to Hansen. Raul.

Lao Tzu knows that you are fierce, and I know that you have the ability to enter the white blade empty-handed, but there is no need to even take off the steel helmet.

When Zhang Sixing unloaded the steel helmet, the people around him found that the goods were quite white.

And he left the head shape, Hansen. Raul not only recognized it at a glance, but also pouted very unhappily.

"Hazelnut Head, I said, sir, you don't have to keep your head like this, those barbers must not be your opponents."

Pru hazelnut head, the designated hairstyle of the German army in World War II.

All hair from the neck to the upper part of the ears is shaved and the upper hair is left behind. Whether it is a big back or a partial part, add a little Vaseline, you can comb neatly and very energetically.

At this time, there were many officers of the German armouring division who were trained by the German officer corps, and there were also many people who had such heads.

For Hansen. Raul's complaint, Zhang Sixing remembered the head shape of this goods, and said lightly while posing in a fighting posture,

"Hansen, you have hair instead of mane, I'll do it myself when I'm free."

Being Hansen. When Raul grinned, Tetsujiro Yamaoka, who found Zhang Sixing talking distractedly, suddenly drew his sword.

Except for some Japanese soldiers, basically no one knew that Beichen Yidaoliu was not like someone who was looking forward to fame and righteousness, thinking that it was an attack method that controlled the enemy with one sword.

In fact, Beichen Yidaoliu pays great attention to the combination of offense and defense, using the so-called "group knife".

It sounds like it's lofty, but it's actually as many as forty-three sets of offensive combination tactics, and it's also the standard swordsmanship of the Japanese police system after the Restoration.

To put it bluntly, it's just a special routine.

The only difference with the Qing Dynasty is that people will not be stupid and play their judo and kendo into some bullshit "dance skills".

Mouth though with Hansen. Raul spoke, but Zhang Sixing did not relax the movement in the fighting arena at all.

This has nothing to do with the life and death of the two, in fact, in Zhang Sixing's view, it is about the name of father and son, and the share of ancestors and grandchildren.

What bullshit kendo, judo, but the Datang culture has picked up a little bit and developed sublimation.

If you dare to show off the place of origin, you have to let him understand that the people of the island country are not worthy at all.

"Huh"

Under the light of the electric lights of the Sixing warehouse, Tetsujiro Yamaoka's long knife conjured up a light like a cold moon, and a wisp of cold light went straight to Zhang Sixing's throat.

This is the so-called sword in the flow of a sword.

Take it straight to the throat, wait for the opponent to retreat, and slash your left arm.

Zhang Sixing doesn't know much about Beichen's knife flow, but he knows the inherent faults of people who practice routines.

I didn't finish one move, and because of muscle memory problems, it was difficult to make other moves.

It's not that I can't, but I practice too many routines, and I don't know how to be flexible when I practice stupidly.

This is also the fundamental reason why the routine has to give way to Sanda or fighting.

You are a move, while fighting, sanda, and jiequando are half-moves, which are to go on when you see an opportunity, and dismantle a move.

Therefore, the bear claw blade in the palm of his hand protected the vein gate, and quickly stabbed on the body of the stabbing Taidao knife.

Tetsujiro Yamaoka, who had almost never seen another person so easily blocking his stabbing with a curved short knife, was taken aback.

After all, he didn't dare to think of using such a short knife, only the length of his palm, to grid a Taidao.

However, before he could react, the next moment, Zhang Sixing had already stepped close and stepped straight into his side.

The most taboo thing for those who hold a sword is to meet a person who is extremely fast.

Tetsujiro Yamaoka is not a vegetarian either, and he retreated quickly in a startled manner, hoping to distance himself from Zhang Sixing.

And the knife in his hand quickly cut horizontally, trying to drive him away from him.

However, when his long knife slashed horizontally to Zhang Sixing's side, even Lu Feizhang, a person who attacked well, felt defenseless.

People who don't know kung fu and care about Zhang Sixing can't help but squeeze their hands and don't dare to look at him blood splashing five steps.

Zhang Sixing, who was rushing forward, suddenly bowed his head and bent over, and a round heel slammed forward.

The long knife swept past him, and then he returned to the backcut.

However, when Zhang Sixing's feet landed, the person had already reached the heels of Tetsujiro Yamaoka.

Stretching his waist and arms, he even had time to stomp his feet at this point.

"Boom"

The dust in the ground was shaken up into a circle of smoke and dust of nearly fifty centimeters, and then the Iron Eight Poles Tiger made a gesture to climb the mountain.

Tetsujiro Yamaoka, who was rushed to him by Zhang Sixing, was even more shocked, and now he had admitted in his heart that Zhang Sixing was much more powerful than him.

If nothing else, it's this lightning speed, and I'm not an opponent.

It's like a jet playing piston, playing fast and walking, and doesn't even give a chance to fight back.

This time, Tetsujiro Yamaoka retreated faster, but Zhang Sixing, who looked like a tiger, chased more fiercely.

Not only that, but although he used the door opening style of the tiger to climb the mountain, after following into the palm, he suddenly stopped when Yamaoka Tetsujiro retreated.

Originally, it was a good thing for Tetsujiro Yamaoka, who was wielding a knife, but he felt that his hair was stiff and his scalp was numb.

Because he knew that Zhang Sixing was going to beat him.

The hand holding the bear claw blade shook, and the bear claw blade turned out and immediately turned into an empty-handed state, and Zhang Sixing grabbed Yamaoka Kojiro's wrist with his hand.

At this time, because of the rapid retreat of his body, Yamaoka Tetsujiro's control of the long knife in his hand decreased greatly.

was grabbed by Zhang Sixing's wrist, and his fingers moved, which was a technique of dividing the wrong bones.

Unloaded Yamaoka Kojiro's wrist casually, and his fingers buckled into the veins of his wrist, pulling back his body that was half numb.

Then his right elbow jerked up and slammed into Kojiro Yamaoka's chest.

Tetsujiro Yamaoka closed his eyes in despair, knowing how quickly he retreated, how hard he was beaten this time.

With a "Peng" sound, his strong body flew backwards.

Then he rolled to the ground, spurting blood in a big gulp, and he had to thank Zhang Sixing in his heart for saving him a hand.

If that elbow was to the heart, then he was dead.