"That kid is troublesome enough," after a slash was held by Fujiwara with a two-fingered tiger, Lao Neng gestured in the direction of Chiba. "Looks like I have to ask you not to get in my way yet, so I have a chance to concentrate on fighting that guy."

"Isn't it okay to eat what is in the bowl and think about the pot?" Fujiwara asked rhetorically with both hands as he struggled to carry the strength that Lao Neng had put on his katana. "I can't even handle it, and you still want to deal with him?"

"Don't underestimate me!" After dodging Qianyu's next crossbow arrow, Lao Neng suddenly said. "If you want to learn the essence of kendo, I can fulfill you!"

Before Fujiwara could respond, the old Neng's attack had already begun again. This time, the angle of attack was serious and abnormal, making Fujiwara block quite easily.

However, when Fujiwara finished parrying, the old man's next move caught him off guard - after being kicked off by Conan, the hands that he used to hold the katana began to be separated again, allowing the katana to fall naturally, and the free hands grabbed Fujiwara's hands that reached forward because he couldn't respond in time to the old man's retraction, and continued to pull Fujiwara in front of him.

“！！！” Fujiwara was taken aback, and before he could react, he was dragged in front of him by Lao Neng, and then he was hit hard in the abdomen by Lao Neng with his knee. "Whew!"

Just by taking advantage of such an unexpected action as giving up the katana, Lao Neng defeated Fujiwara, who had been struggling to support for a long time, in one fell swoop. The gap is not due to the difference in physical fitness, but simply to the experience of hand-to-hand combat.

"Humph!" Looking at Fujiwara, who was already kneeling on the ground, losing his ability to fight, and being aimed in the direction of Chiba to act as a meat shield, Lao Neng snorted, and then turned his gaze to Chiba, who was preparing for the next shot. “……”

Qianyu watched silently and the old man, completely devoid of the fear of being attacked—in fact, he knew very well what was the right thing to do right now.

Standing on a wall now, he is not a very easy enemy to track for an old ability with only melee abilities. Therefore, the most suitable targets for him to attack are probably ......

As he expected, the old man picked up the katana again under the cover of Fujiwara's body, and began to slowly walk towards Kazuha, who had been gradually besieged by the samurai, intending to defeat her cleanly in a one-on-one manner.

But there is nothing he can do in the face of these things - the situation just now has proven that he can't make the crossbow arrow break through the crossbow at a distance of 20 meters, and the old katana is on guard. He couldn't defeat the old power, or rather, he couldn't defeat the old power alone. If you want to defeat the opponent, you can't do it with something that is not fast enough. And where are the people who have attack weapons that fly faster?

Just then, his Sherlock Holmes armband rang.

"Hum-" The mournful birdsong sounded again, locking everyone's eyes on the wall opposite Chiba once again. This time, Conan didn't dodge it, and he didn't run away after attacking like before, but stood on the edge of the wall quite flamboyantly, looking at Lao Neng coldly.

Lao Neng didn't respond in any words, but slowly retreated to a place farther away from the other samurai - he was the strongest combat force in the whole field, so the other party must be coming for him, so staying away from the other subordinates could allow him to focus on what this kid kicked over.

This time, though, he made a mistake in his judgment, as the ball that Conan kicked didn't fly in his direction at all, but flew past him. In the look of sudden realization and regret behind the mask of the old man, the three samurai who stopped between Kazuha and the temple gate were all knocked down by this powerful attack like bowling bottles, and Kazuha also seemed to react immediately, passing through the fallen samurai.

"Chase!" Lao Neng shouted to the samurai who had not yet reacted, and then chased after him to the temple gate. But the moment the first samurai rushed out of the temple gate, he seemed to be stopped by an invisible low wall, and suddenly lost his balance, and then fell headlong to the ground without any movement. The other samurai also stopped, looking at the door as if they were looking at some kind of devil. At this moment, Lao Neng suddenly realized that he had relaxed his guard on Qianyu, who had the ability to shoot, and when he turned his head, he found that Qianyu had disappeared from the edge of the wall.

[Did you run away because you were afraid of being defeated by me......] Lao Neng's brows furrowed, and he looked at the door again.

"Ahh "It's rude to rush at a young girl like this, so I have to reluctantly teach them a little lesson~"

And when her gaze shifted to Fujiwara, who had fallen to the ground, she frowned slightly, and looked at the old man who was obviously the initiator.

[These rookies are easy to deal with, but this old man is probably not such an easy role, right? ] Especially after Fujiwara was defeated, the frontal combat force on his side was inevitably too thin——] At this moment, Hotaru suddenly showed a somewhat stunned expression, and then turned his gaze back to Lao Neng.

"Old man over there," Hotaru's voice suddenly raised. "Do you want to fight me? Over here! ”

"At the temple gate?" Lao Neng asked rhetorically. "Why fight you there? Wouldn't you come in with a more spacious place? ”

"It's really incomprehensible to dare to veto Lady's proposal," Hotaru sighed pretendingly. "If lady's question sentence is really regarded as an inquiry, it will be a loss!"

Hotaru's implication is very simple - I'm just here waiting for you to attack, and if you have the ability, I'll stare at you here, and we're not afraid at all.

The reason why she has no fear is very simple, and Lao Neng also knows that after all, the police are coming soon, and delaying time is the worst situation for Lao Neng.

So after a moment, Lao Neng let out a call, and after letting the samurai scatter, he slowly walked towards Hotaru.

Hotaru stared at the katana in Lao Neng's hand, and her breath became rapid. Although she made a look of nonchalance, it was all purposeful, and she herself was still under a lot of psychological pressure when she faced the person who could defeat Fujiwara alone - although there was no longer a life-saving confrontation, she was often at a disadvantage in the occasional competition in her leisure.

[I hope your plan can work quickly, I can't delay this guy for long......] Hotaru bit her lip lightly, leaned down slightly, and stared at the old man who was walking slowly, quite relaxed.