"I have great respect for Mr. Duanwu, but it is a cowardly act for you to allow your subordinates to shoot at bayonet-fighting soldiers. People like you are not worthy of becoming samurai at all. This is the biggest difference between you Chinese people and us Japanese. !”
In broken Chinese, Konoe Isao denounced Dan Oo for allowing his subordinates to shoot.
After Duanwu sneered, he shouted angrily: "I disagree with Mr. Konoe Isao's words. If this is a competition between China and Japan, I will respect your bushido spirit.
But not here! And you are not here to compete. You are bandits who came to China to kill and plunder.
As for the robbers, all we can do is kill you. And he does not hesitate to use any means and methods.
You Japanese will eventually pay a heavy price for what you have done! "
"Baga Yalu! Ignorant Chinese people, don't you know that the Imperial Japanese Army is here to rescue you from the hands of the Western powers?"
"Put away your good intentions! The Chinese people don't need anyone to save them. Western powers? Western powers are in the concession. Do you Japanese dare to invade?
Compared with the Chinese, you are the real cowards. The swords in your hands only dare to be used against the weak, the innocent and defenseless people. You don't deserve the title of 'Samurai' at all! "
"Baga, you are dead!"
Konoe became so angry that he waved his sword with both hands and struck at Danwu.
This move is almost identical to Taro Yamamoto's.
"One-sword style?"
Danwu disdains that if he can kill a Yamamoto Taro, he can kill another Konoe Isao.
The sword touched Konoe Isao's katana lightly, and with the help of this force, he quickly turned 360 degrees to the right.
When the turn was completed, Danwu had appeared behind Konoe Isao, and with the help of the power of rotation, the knife in his hand was swung horizontally, and he directly took Konoe Isao's head.
"hold head high?"
The Dragon Boat Festival knife was swung halfway, and there was a flash of silver light in the corner of his eyes, and a cold light swept from his lower abdomen.
Konoe Isao, an old devil, was indeed very skilled in swordsmanship. He made a judgment just as Danwu turned around.
Turning around, he moved his sword from the bottom up towards Duan Wu's lower abdomen.
Duanwu instinctively retreated, but even so, after the sound of cracking brocade came, Duanwu's white shirt was still cut with a big gash.
The left side of his chest felt cold. Duan Wu knew that he had been stabbed, but the injury was not serious because there was no blood when the sword scratched his left cheek.
The shirt was cut diagonally by Konoe Isao's knife.
The shirt drooped to both sides due to gravity, revealing the white bandages on Duan Wu's body.
There were blood stains everywhere on the bandage, and the largest amount of bleeding was under the left rib.
Isao Konoe was stunned on the spot. He didn't expect that Danwu was still directing the battle despite being so seriously injured.
Such endurance impressed him.
Isao Konoe stopped his attack and said: "I take back what I just said, you are not a coward. However, I have seen through your moves, you are no match for me.
Or you can kill Taro Yamamoto with this move.
But you can't kill me. Because my swordsmanship is at the eighth level. Not to mention in China, even in Japan, there are few people who can be my opponent.
If you still value your life, it's not too late to surrender now.
Our Imperial Japanese Army means what we say. The position of commander of the Shanghai Security Corps is still yours! "
"I don't know where your confidence comes from. But I want to tell you that your so-called swordsmanship is nothing at all. Today I will show you how fragile your swordsmanship is."
Danwu had a cold face and didn't even care about Konoe Xun's charity. He wanted to tell the little devil in front of him in the most tyrannical manner. Chinese martial arts is the authentic martial arts.
He charges head-on, holding a sword with both hands, and his moves are more like those of the Itto style.
But Dragon Boat Festival was faster, and the knife struck and arrived in the blink of an eye.
Isao Konoe was so surprised that he didn't even have a chance to move the Dragon Boat Festival sword. He could only block Danwu's blow with his sword.
Clang!
The two sharp blades intersected, making a sound of metal colliding.
Isao Konoe took half a step back, but he was slightly weaker in strength. His body was pressed back thirty degrees.
"Bagaya road!"
Isao Konoe was fierce and used his hands hard, hoping to restore the decline.
Duan Wu's face was expressionless, he held the knife in both hands and pressed down with all his strength.
The bandages on his body gradually collapsed due to the expansion of muscles. The wounds on his body also opened one after another.
But Duanwu didn't realize it, just like those wounds didn't happen on his body.
In his previous life, he had been tempered by his twenty-year military career. He had a rock-like heart and extremely strong endurance.
If an ordinary person suffered an injury like his, he would never dare to get out of bed and move around unless he stayed in the hospital bed for ten days and a half.
But at this time of Dragon Boat Festival, they were still fighting. And he was fighting a Japanese swordsman.
"Baga, are you a monster?"
Konoe Isao is frightened by Dano's iron-blooded nature. He let out a horrified roar.
Click!
Konoe tried his best to repel Dano's sword, but at this moment, Konoe's sword suddenly made a sound like glass breaking.
Isao Konoe used an ordinary sword, but Dano used Taro Yamamoto's katana.
The sharpness of this knife is beyond imagination. With one strike, a person can be cut open.
"Damn it, Nagasoya Toru!"
Konoe Isao was a little helpless. Because what Dano held was one of Japan's famous swords, Nagasoya Kotetsu.
Nagasoya Kotetsu was made by the master swordsmith Kotetsu. This knife is sharp enough to cut through the human body. Even if it is used to chop people, the damage it will cause will be higher than that of an ordinary samurai sword.
Konoe tried to ask Yamamoto Taro for this famous sword several times, but Yamamoto refused. But he didn't want to but fell into Duanwu's hands.
His sword was about to break, and the Kotetsu blade that could cut off his body would also be cut on him.
Isao Konoe quickly said: "Mr. Danwu, I think we should have a fist fight, right?"
"late!"
Danwu said coldly, holding the knife in both hands and pulling it down. The Kotetsu instantly cut off the knife in Konoe Isao's hand.
Torakiri fell and struck Konoe Isao directly on the shoulder.
"ah!"
Isao Konoe screamed in pain, and reluctantly clamped Kokiri with his neck and shoulders. Then he dropped his sword and tightly grasped Kokiri's blade with both hands.
Blood instantly flowed from Konoe Isao's hands, but he still refused to let go. Because as soon as he lets go, his right arm, as well as his right shoulder, will be chopped off by the Dragon Boat Festival knife.
The pain in his hands and the severe pain in his shoulders made the old devil's body tremble continuously.
And the shadow of death also struck his heart.
The old devil finally showed a timid expression, and he gasped: "Duan, Mr. Duanwu, do you think that you defeated me with the advantage of your weapons? Is this the behavior a warrior should have?
As a samurai, you should let me go and let me recover from my injuries, and then we can compete again.
I swear on my honor as a samurai of the Japanese Empire that I will definitely hold a fair duel with you! ..."
