Miyamoto looked determined and calm in the morning.
He heard Yagyu Wuji's words and walked to the field silently.
He had not just one knife, but two knives, one long and one short.
What he practiced was [Two Heavenly First Class], which was originally the Second Sword Style.
In the morning, Miyamoto inserted his tachi and ribs on his waist, one on the left and one on the right, instead of hanging them in the same direction on the left side of his waist like most swordsmen.
Although Tianfeng Twenty-Seven and Mikami Nanako, who were almost as different as him, had already lost, it stands to reason that Miyamoto's mood had already fluctuated in the morning.
But at the end of the game, Yagyu Wuji's voice reached his ears.
"Don't forget the fighting purpose of [Two Heavenly First Class]."
This sentence made Miyamoto feel calm again in the morning.
He recited silently in his mind: "When you are quiet, your mind is not calm; when you are anxious, your mind is not anxious..."
He remembered how he was taught swordsmanship when he first learned it.
When a swordsman faces the enemy in battle, his mentality is very important. Only by maintaining a calm, natural, open and straightforward mentality can the swordsman remain unchanged in response to all changes and ultimately achieve victory.
Miyamoto's pupils changed slightly in the morning, and his sight was as wide and wide as possible. This is the "eye skill".
In the morning, Miyamoto held the tachi with his right thumb and index finger relaxedly, with his middle finger neither tight nor loose, while his ring finger and little finger held the handle tightly.
This is his favorite hold.
Move your steps forward and assume a mid-section stance.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, his figure was inferior and he suddenly rushed forward.
Jumping into the air, Miyamoto slashed down without thinking.
"Wu Nian wants to chop!"
It's a very common upper and lower chop, but Miyamoto's morning blow was perfect in terms of speed, angle, and strength.
Peng Ganwu was calm and calm, and with a flash of "Feiyun Step", he was out of the attack range.
"So fast!"
"Why is there an afterimage!??"
This is what those foreign reporters are exclaiming.
Peng Ganwu exerted force on his waist at the same time, and carried the knife with him, slashing at Miyamoto Zanzou.
"Keng!"
The sound of knife strikes.
The two men's knives got stuck together and they struggled with each other. Their knives were tightly entangled.
In the morning, Miyamoto discovered that he could not break open Peng Ganwu's knife with "Thunder and Fire Strike".
But at this time, the advantages of Erdao Liu became highlighted.
In the morning, Miyamoto quickly pulled out the small rib with his left hand and was about to stab Peng Ganwu.
But close range punches and kicks are Peng Ganwu's strength.
He quickly reached out with one hand and put it on the opponent's wrist. Then with a "cloud hand" roll, he passed the small rib into Miyamoto's abdomen.
Then, with a little step, his figure floated back a few meters and stood quietly.
"What a move with Yun Shou!!" Hong Kang couldn't help but praise.
quiet!
silence!
Miyamoto looked at the small rib inserted into his abdomen in the morning, his eyes were blank for a while, and he even forgot about the pain.
Two moves? Or three moves? ?
Did you lose like this? ? !
Am I not even as good as Mikami Nanako and the others? !
"Miyamoto-kun!"
Okita Mahong rushed forward and supported Miyamoto Morning.
One look at the wound, Okita Mahong knew that the knife penetrated the kidney.
He stared at Peng Ganwu fiercely: "You..."
"What's wrong with me?" Peng Ganwu looked innocent. "Isn't it normal to have casualties during a martial arts competition? What's more, he was only seriously injured and not dead."
Yagyu Wuji's voice came from above: "Okita-kun, come back!"
"But……"
"I said - come back."
Hearing that Yagyu Muji's tone seemed not quite right, Okita Mako didn't dare to speak any more.
Yagyu Wuji looked at Sasaki Yushi and asked: "Sasaki-kun, did you see clearly just now?"
Sasaki Keise nodded: "Miyamoto-kun's mistake was that he should not use his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths. It is obvious that Peng Ganwu is the most powerful in his boxing and kicking skills."
Yagyu Wuji said: "Then, if it's you, Sasaki-kun, you should be able to save face for our Japanese swordsmen!"
"After all, what you are learning is [Innocent Shinden Kaori Shinto Style] passed down from the ancestor of Japanese Kendo!!"
Sasaki Qiyo just smiled indifferently: "Well, who knows?!"
"You will know after you try it." Yagyu Wuji said.
"That's right!"
Sasaki Kiyo stood up and moved his shoulders.
With one step of the sword, the person jumped out seven meters and came to Peng Ganwu.
So fast!
And those foreign reporters exclaimed "oh my god" and so on.
"Why? Have you seen it? That Japanese swordsman can jump so far in one step?! It's incredible..."
Sasaki Qishi looked at Peng Ganwu: "Do you need to take a rest? In case you lose later, you won't be reconciled."
"You know, if my knife is not locked, you will be dead!"
Peng Ganwu smiled disdainfully and said, "Humph! What a shameless statement!"
He took two steps forward, then suddenly accelerated and swayed five meters away.
The knife in his hand was slashed diagonally.
"Keng!"
The sound of gold and stone sounds.
Sasaki Qiyo easily held it.
With just one move, Peng Ganwu understood the strength of the man in front of him. It's not comparable to the two people just now.
Next, there was a constant sound of "clang, clang, clang".
The two of them fought fast, but saw only the light of the sword but no one.
"The sword of Kusanagi, the sword of 抜Fu, the sword of 抜戣, the right sword, the Octagonal sword..."
All kinds of swordsmanship belonging to the [Innocent Shinden Kaori Shinto Style] were used one by one by Sasaki Hiyo.
None of the sword moves are repeated, but they are extremely smooth.
"...The Sword of Ungiri, the Sword of Half Moon, the Sword of Wuyi, the Sword of Wuer, and the Clear Eyes Sword..."
Peng Ganwu struck left and right, going up and down, blocking and knocking hard, slashing and slashing.
Sometimes the knife is like a fierce tiger, which is full of wind; sometimes it is like a swimming fish, slippery and slippery.
He has quick eyes and sharp swords, and uses his spirit to overwhelm the enemy. When his eyes see the sword, his sword and spirit become one.
"Click!"
Suddenly there was an unusual sound.
The knife in Peng Ganwu's hand suddenly broke.
Peng Ganwu was stunned, but Sasaki Qishi was not stunned.
"Katanami no Taito."
The cold and beautiful sword light is like the autumn water flowing with the waves.
Peng Ganwu's hair stood on end.
It was obvious that the other party's knife was still more than one meter away from him, but he felt an overwhelming chill.
He immediately stepped down and quickly retreated three meters.
Because Peng Ganwu believed in his own spiritual sense.
"Stab it!"
I saw a deep mark instantly appearing on the ground where he was standing just now.
The shape is narrow and long, which is the Qi of the sword!
As soon as this word flashed through Peng Ganwu's mind, the sense of crisis came again.
He didn't dare to greet him and was busy using his body skills to dodge.
Although he practiced the "Golden Bell", he intuitively felt that his body could not block the sword energy that could cut through gold and jade.
For a moment, Sasaki Yuyo waved his sword, releasing invisible sword energy.
"Stab la la..."
The air was constantly being cut, making the sound of cracking silk.
The sword energy raged across the stage, leaving behind criss-crossing ravines.
This kind of power makes some people's eyelids twitch.
"Good! As expected of Sasaki-kun!!"
This is praise from Japanese people.
The people who were watching were retreating again and again.
The most surprising people are those foreigners who don’t understand kung fu.
"What is this?! Are they supermen??"
"Their speed is so fast, I can't even take a picture of them!!"
“Is this the mysterious Eastern witchcraft??”
"so amazing……"
"This kind of power should not be controlled by individuals. We want democracy, it should be announced, and people all over the world should learn..."
What others think, Peng Ganwu can't care about now.
He realized that he had really underestimated this Japanese swordsman.
Without warning, he was forced to this extent? !
If I had used "Nine Dragons Together", I would have knocked this guy away in no time.
Peng Ganwu dodged and thought to himself: But now, this Japanese swordsman is chasing so closely, there is no chance to use it.
"Pfft!"
If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.
By accident, Peng Ganwu was wiped by a sword energy.
Blood suddenly flowed from the abdomen.
If he hadn't been able to dodge quickly and be protected by the "Golden Bell", this knife would have disemboweled him! !
"father!!"
When Peng Qizi saw that Peng Ganwu was injured, he couldn't help shouting anxiously.
He urgently grabbed Hong Kang and begged: "Uncle, I beg you, please save my dad!!"
Seeing Peng Qizi's red eyes, Hong Kang was silent for a while and said: "Don't worry! As long as I'm here, I won't watch your senior brother die, especially not in the hands of Japanese people."
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