I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

The two of them raised their swords over their heads, and the other posed in the posture of "drawing swordsmanship", sensing each other's aura.

The air in the Xuanwu Dojo seemed to freeze.

Beichen Yidao Style originated from the ancient Zhongjo Yidao Style, and its core concept is "one hit kills".

This is a skill that is truly honed on the battlefield and born to kill the enemy.

The phrase "Kill Lieshou before you get cut" used to be the motto of all schools of kendo.

The protective gear covers the face, and neither side can see the expression and eyes of the other.

But if there is a real murderous intent on the two of them, they will keep colliding with each other in the air.

Also adhering to the belief of "one strike kills", but two completely different schools of kendo, spanning thousands of years of time and space, meet at this moment.

At the time of the stalemate, the gray power of ghosts and gods on Hei Jiangmen's body continued to rush towards Araki Sousuke's body, as if encountering smoke from a range hood.

I don't know if it was due to the power of ghosts or gods, or the encouragement of the upcoming "first date in life", Araki Sousuke's momentum became stronger and stronger, and he entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

He was the type to act on instinct.

His beast-like intuition became more acute at this moment, and every subtle movement of the other party and the possibility of his next move appeared in his heart like a mirror.

Is this what the old man said "the heart of the sword is clear"?

"Able to absorb the power of ghosts and gods?! This trip is the right one... This son will be an obstacle to my king's arrival in the world, and I must not stay!"

Feeling the power in his body passing away rapidly, under the ebb and flow, Ping Jiangmen couldn't hold back anymore, and the sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

With the distance between the two getting closer and the power of ghosts and gods disappearing, his movements are far from being as neat as before, and have gradually fallen to the level of ordinary people.

The quaint sword turned into a black streamer and came out of its sheath, and slashed towards Araki Sousuke at an extremely fast speed.

The moment the opponent drew his sword, Araki Sosuke's pupils shrank and the corners of his eyes danced wildly, feeling that a big crisis was imminent.

He maintained the posture of holding the wooden knife high, instinctively stepped on Wing Chun's footsteps to "turn the horse", and made a sideways dodge before the opponent's sword was unsheathed.

Even so, Ping Jiangmen's long black sword still turned into a streamer, brushed past his mask, and cut a thin slit.

Even Ping Jiangmen, who is in the state of an ordinary person, is a master of swordsmanship who has been tempered in the flames of war.

"Damn Chiba Ibuki, you didn't tell me in advance that it was a real sword competition..."

Must have to add money! ! ! !

Seeing the black sword in the opponent's hand that seemed to be able to swallow all light, Araki Sousuke's forehead was exposed with blue veins.

I have no grievances or enmities with you, it's just an ordinary sword competition, Nima actually used a real knife without saying hello, and didn't remind me when I was holding a wooden knife, which showed no competitive spirit.

Wait... The other party made an appointment to come over at night, and he was still wearing this kind of antique-like gorgeous protective gear. Could it be that he was some kind of fanatic who revived the customs of the samurai and wanted to emulate the ancient style?

Before the Meiji Restoration, the samurai relied on the "Kisa Imperial Immunity" and had a similar vulgar custom of chopping and chopping.

Qishe Goimmun was a privilege granted to the samurai by the shogunate. When the samurai were treated rudely by ordinary people, they would not be punished even if they were beheaded.

But that's just superficial rhetoric. The definition of rudeness is very broad. Bumping into someone, not giving way, improper language or even a meeting of eyes can all be considered "rudeness".

In the same way, the corpse of the criminal is used instead of the straw mat to test the sword; in the Tsuji cut, the samurai stands at the crossroads with a knife, and then kills passers-by to "test the knife".

The practice was not banned until 1602 by the Edo shogunate, after a large number of civilians died as a result.

Today, when the legal system is sound, if you just walk on the street with a real knife, you will be handcuffed by the police.

Before he could call a timeout, the other side was slashed at him with a single stroke.

That sharp and simple knife, with a strong killing intent, went straight to his head.

It's basically fighting for life, and there is no intention of holding back at all.

However, Araki Sousuke, who was in that mysterious and mysterious state, once again made an evasive action in advance by relying on his intuition like foreknowledge.

"Bastard, is the real knife amazing?"

Sousuke Araki also became angry when he saw the other party's real sword against the wooden sword, and he still looked unforgiving.

I saw him stepping on the "turning horse", and after dodging the opponent's sword, he "mounted the horse" again, instead of advancing, retreated, rubbing his body, and even stuck in front of "Souma Kojiro".

An inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous.

The distance is too close, which makes it difficult for Hirashomon's long sword to play.

He then took a step back, ready to distance himself.

Just before he could make a move, Sosuke Araki stepped...to his feet.

I saw him handing his left foot to the opponent's back very dexterously...

Ping stepped back from the door, as if he was being caught by him as if he was sending him to the door.

He is not an orthodox swordsman, and he is not the one who suffers from being dumb. If the other party does not follow the rules, he will not be polite.

Both feet collided, mentally calculating but not intentionally, Ping Jiangmen's center of gravity suddenly became unstable, and he fell backwards.

But he is worthy of being a battle-tested character. When he lost his balance, the sword in his hand still stabbed obliquely at a tricky angle calmly.

"flaw."

Relying on that terrifying intuition, Araki Sousuke tilted his cheek slightly, and narrowly avoided the opponent's fatal stab.

Araki Sousuke took a deep breath!

Intuition told him that it was now.

The muscles in both arms swelled suddenly, and the violent force instantly swung the wooden knife in his hand.

Before the wooden knife passed the top of the head, it had already reached the highest speed.

Then, Araki Sousuke loosened and flipped his wrist, and fully extended his elbows, allowing the knife to fall naturally, gaining a stronger acceleration.

Beichen cut off with one blow.

Cut off has a very high status in the One-Sword Style, and it is also the most important core skill of Beichen One-Sword Style.

In the eyes of laymen, Qieluo's movements are similar to Suzhen's, they both raise the sword in their hands above their heads, and then cut straight down.

But in fact, the exertion skills, artistic conception, and "development method" of these two movements are completely different.

Cut off, it can be said that it is a perfect combination of speed and strength, and it is more suitable for real knife duels on the battlefield, where the winner is determined by one blow.

"noodle!"

The wooden knife swung from top to bottom seemed to sweep away the surrounding air. With an extremely violent sound of breaking through the air, it struck the face of "Souma Kojiro" who was the first to attack. on the helmet.

Under this violent slash, Ping Jiangmen, who was already out of balance, fell straight on the ground with a sword in his face.

Beichen's one-sword style, the first blow, is usually the last blow.

"The victory or defeat has already been divided... I lost."

Soma Kojiro, who fell to the ground, struggled to get up and adjusted the samurai armor on his body.

Immediately, he laughed at himself, put the sword back into its sheath, gave Araki Sosuke a slight salute, turned around and strode away from the dojo.

Sousuke Araki, who was still holding a wooden knife in both hands, hadn't recollected seeing the opponent decisively admit defeat and leave freely.

"Admit defeat...it's quite straightforward..."

It wasn't until the man went out that he came back to his senses.

If the opponent wants to fight again, he can only go to the back room to get the old man's real knife.

A real sword against a wooden sword, and I was hit directly on the "face", which is indeed a great shame.

"There are so many warriors in the Eastern Kingdom. My cause of revival is doomed to fail. It is not the fault of the false emperor..."

Under the full moon, in the narrow alleyway, walking slowly for nearly 100 meters, the disheartened and distraught Ping Jiangmen looked up to the sky and sighed, tears sprinkled on the wind and smoke, gradually turning into spots of light and dissipating...

Before leaving, he just wanted to take another look at the bustling Dongguo under the night, and this deep land that he loved.