What the?

Kiyota Eleven and Aoki Mori Wang both showed shocked expressions at the same time.

The Ainu wrestling king Izuhara Mitsuyoi, who is also a Hokkaido warrior, breaks the Devil May Cry gun of the master gunsmith Inoue Hitoshi.

Can a master of gunsmith without a gun still be called a master of marksmanship?

The answer is clearly no.

"Inoue-kun, let me give you a ride!"

It's too late, it's too soon.

Hokkaido wrestling king Izuhara Rikumitsu threw away the broken Devil May Cry gun in his hand, and at the same time made a flying pounce, locking up Inoue Ren, who had lost the weapon in his hand, with his wrestling skills.

Taking advantage of your illness and wanting your life, when he was about to strangle the other party's bones with the force of killing, a bone-chilling chill swept across his hands.

The two clasped hands were separated from Izuhara's arms.

"Ahh

The Hokkaido Wrestling King let out an unbelievable scream.

Ren Inoue, who was in danger of breaking his tendons and fractures, gently and skillfully came out with a body of blood.

In his hand, he held a sharp knife, but there was no blood on the blade of the sword.

An exclamation erupted from the sidelines.

Who would have thought that Ren Inoue, who had lost the weapon in his hand, still had a sharp knife hidden in his body and reversed the tables.

Didn't you say that a good marksman?

How did you become a melee swordsman again?

The wrestling king who was tragically cut off Lu Guang was really not wronged at all.

"Huh, that's not ......."

Kiyota's eyes widened, and he recognized the sharp knife.

I spent a lot of money to get the fish knife "Ruyi Cut", and sure enough, the knife is as its name, whether it is cutting fish or cutting hands, it can be smooth.

"Izuhara-kun, you're defeated!"

Standing five steps away, Inoue Renkatsu was not arrogant or discouraged, his tone was still flat, and he did not continue the pursuit.

"Ahh

The red-eyed Izuhara seemed to have lost his mind from pain and anger, and threw himself at Inoue Ren viciously with his wrist-length broken arms.

First responders outside the field have stretchers and plasma ready to go on the field.

Although Izuhara Luguang lost his hands and his combat effectiveness dropped greatly, he did not shout surrender, so the fight to the death continued.

"Dehara-kun, please calm down!"

is also from Hokkaido, and he cares about the friendship of the country, Inoue Ren did not take the opportunity to kill him, but let go of the way a few steps and dodged the attack of Izuhara Luguang.

"Die, you give me death!"

The severed Hokkaido wrestling king is hell-bent on turning the tables and killing his rival.

The sharp pain in both wrists stimulated him to go crazy.

As for fellow villagers or something, that doesn't exist.

"I'm really sorry, Izuhara-kun. ”

Inoue Renren, as his name suggests, still retains a trace of benevolence, and with a stroke of his hand, he "wishfully cuts" through the calf of Izuhara Luguang, and the burly wrestling king pushed the golden mountain and fell to the ground with a bang, and could no longer stand up.

"Ahhhh

The Ainu were mad on the ground, but there was nothing they could do.

The gushing blood was even more tragic than Fang Cai, and a few drops of blood even flew onto Tojo Somori's face, and he sensed the wetness, and when he touched it, the corpse immediately changed color.

Shinichi Naito was even more pale, and said tremblingly, "Izuhara-kun is crazy!

"No, no, wait a little longer!"

Tojo Somori refused to let go of this mouth.

Although the Hokkaido wrestling king on the field is already crazy and has lost his combat power, his fighting spirit is still there, what if he succeeds?

That master of spearmanship is too soft-hearted, maybe there will be a chance, not afraid of 10,000, just in case.

Although Izuhara Luguang is a master of Hokkaido's fame, he is a lowly tribesman after all, and since the money has been given, it doesn't matter if he dies.

"Ahh

Izuhara Lumitsu, who was frantically fluttering in vain on the mat, never touched Inoue Ren, which was destined to be a fiasco.

Five minutes later, the wrestling king, who had lost a lot of blood, became weaker and weaker, his voice became quieter and quieter, and his face was as gray as a dead man, and everyone knew that he no longer had the strength to turn the tables.

"Still can't do it!"

The head of the Naito family looked disappointed.

The spearman's hidden fishing knife became a killer weapon, and the final result did not change in any way.

"Damn it!"

In the end, he didn't see a miracle happen, and after Tojo Somori gritted his teeth for a while, he let out a long sigh, he waved his hand, and said loudly, "In this game, we admit defeat!"

One was seriously injured and dying, the other was unscathed, and the winner had long been decided, but he had always had a trace of luck, and now it seems that this luck has been completely shattered.

Even if he doesn't open this mouth, the final result will not change anything, it is better to admit defeat neatly, at least on the surface, it can look better.

The medical personnel waiting outside the arena rushed up quickly and began to deal with the dying Hokkaido wrestling king, morphine, adrenaline, plasma, and Ke Jin'er, and after the injury was slightly controlled, they were carried down together.

The cleaners began to remove the blood from the mats that covered the lawn, and Mari restored it to its original state.

"Wow!

"What a powerful knife!"

The juniors of the Kiyota and Aoki families erupted in cheers.

One win, one loss and one win, so that the mood of both sides of the life and death fight is like a roller coaster.

Although he won the game, Inoue Ren did not have any joy at all, but looked at the direction where Izuhara Luguang was carried away, and sighed a little interestedly.

The same warrior of Hokkaido, but he ended up killing each other, which is really frustrating.

"Yaga!"

Tojo Somori scolded bitterly, but he was helpless.

From the moment the spear broke, neither side thought that this master of spearmanship was still hiding a sharp blade, where was there any close defect, Izuhara Lu Guang thought he was successful, but he stepped into the trap and threw himself into the net.

It's just too deep.

"Next, it's not easy to fight!"

Shinichi Naito and Shigoro Kiyota said this sentence in unison.

Although both sides have made careful preparations and invited masters to fight, after the start of the war, there was no odds of victory on the side they most wanted to see, but instead fell into an evenly matched tug-of-war, which is the most unpleasant.

"I can't lose again, let me play this game!"

Tokyo swordsman Ryōwa Mizuno stood up with a katana in his hand.

"Mizuno-kun ......"

Tojo Somori hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "Please be careful, if you are not able to fight the enemy, please protect yourself." ”

Whether it is a Russian ghost beast giant or a Buraku master in Hokkaido, they are all cannon fodder that can be sacrificed in his eyes, and Mizuno Ryowazu, who is known as the closest to the Sword Saint, is not something that can be sacrificed casually.

Poor and rich in martial arts, in addition to those with amazing talents, most of them have quite rich family backgrounds and influence, and the Mizuno family is not an existence that Tojo and Naito can easily provoke.

That's why Tojo Somori said such a thing.

The top universities of the United States like to recruit students with sports specialties, but these sports programs are often the types of sports that ordinary people can hardly afford, basically golf, equestrian, sailing and other sports that require sufficient economic strength, and ordinary people can never afford to play such high-end sports.

The class will always exist, and it has been solidified, even in Dongying, the martial artists are divided into high and low, like Mizuno Ryūwa, a famous martial artist, on a life and death fight, the opponent does not dare to take his life easily, even if the fists and feet are eyeless, but no one can guarantee that the Mizuno family will secretly retaliate in the future, this alone is enough to make people jealous.

"Yo! is the closest to the Sword Master, Eleven Lang, you look at it here, it's time for me to get on. ”

Next to Shigoro Kiyota, the head of the Aoki family said the nickname of the person who came on the other side, and he stood up with the sword in his hand, and there was a crackling sound all over his body.

He originally wanted to have the opportunity to launch the Jade Dragon Banner to challenge the fighters invited by the Tojo and Naito families, but the opposing camp had Tokyo swordsman Ryo Mizuno and Yosuke Konno, the great onmyoji of Wakayama, which was enough to make people jealous.

None of the life-and-death battles between the chaebols were simple.

"Ahh......h

A chill ran out of Shiro Kiyota's back.

In the entire history of Toei, there are only three sword masters, Tsukahara Buden, Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, and Miyamoto Musashi.

Like the equally well-known Sasaki Kojiro, Yagyu Soyan and Ito Ichitosai and other top swordsmen who founded the sect are not a step behind after all, after all, they have not been pardoned by the emperor, and they cannot be regarded as the name of the sword saint.

"Hahaha! Eleven Lang, I'll go!"

It is difficult to find a master, not to mention that it is still a top swordsman from Tokyo, Aoki Mori is happy to see Hunting, and he laughs and appears on the stage.

At this time, the big gong outside the venue was sounded.

The cleaning staff who were cleaning up the site hurriedly left the venue, and there was still a little moisture on the floor mat, which slowly dissipated in the sun.

"Aoki senior, in the new Yin Stream, Mizuno Ryōwa, please advise!"

Tokyo Kenhao, who is more than a decade younger than the head of the Aoki family, draws his sword and poses with a blade like a mirror, reflecting the figure on the opposite side.

"Mizuno-kun, let's get a score!"

Aoki Morito, who was on the field himself, slowly drew his sword.

Although Dongying knives are sharp and incomparable, they often have the defect that the steel is too easy to break, and continuous slashing will be prone to problems such as chipping, curling, deformation and even breaking, so the samurai on the ancient battlefield of Dongying often carry multiple knives to fight, cutting and folding one for another, this scene often appears in Dongying's costume film and television dramas.

An artifact that can fight for 300 rounds doesn't exist.

However, modern metallurgical technology has greatly alleviated the life problem of katana, especially the emergence of powder alloys, which can keep knives sharp and tough, and greatly improve the sustainable combat effectiveness of knives.

Ryo Mizuno and Aoki Mori Nozomi walked half a circle with each other, and they all narrowed the distance, and the two katanas completed the transformation from extreme static to extreme movement in an instant.

Dangdangdang......

After more than ten consecutive exchanges, the two figures suddenly scored.

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