The only people who want to challenge Miyamoto Isshin are Lin Nian and Caesar. The former is over and only the latter is left, so naturally there is no time to waste other people's time. Miyamoto wants to strike with one more sword, then

One more sword strike.

This was not a big problem for Lin Nian. He did not feel the insult from his enemy who refused to admit defeat, because this situation had happened too many times in his previous competition career. The two bowed to each other, and he

sword, and then the enemy is defeated, more than half of the people will find it difficult to accept it and stand up and propose another contest, because few people can calmly accept that their glory is destroyed in an instant.

Miyamoto Isshin is a decent person compared to the former. At least he admitted his defeat and didn't yell like a child that this time doesn't count and that he can do it again. His wish is just to kill him with one more sword.

Since it ended quickly enough, the next one will be faster.

Lin Nian had no objection, so he would strike again.

No students in the gym classroom had any objections. No one would jump out and accuse the two of taking up class time. They all looked forward to the next sword with bated breath. They didn't see the sword clearly just now, and now it's coming again.

They will never give up an opportunity easily.

This time, Miyamoto changed from holding the sword in his middle to his right hand. He reached behind his left hand and pulled out a shorter bamboo sword again. Many students exclaimed in low voices. They recognized the sword in the past.

According to the video record of the club, Isshin Miyamoto was carrying exactly these two bamboo swords, but he always used only one. Now he used the second one for the first time.

Two days of first class·Musashi style.

The concept of swordsmanship created by Miyamoto Musashi, the swordsman of the Edo period, exemplified the essence of first-class swordsmanship. If Miyamoto claimed to be the direct descendant of the Miyamoto family's swordsmanship, then he should have known this move, or in other words, used this move.

After the recruitment, Miyamoto Isshin is in his complete form and strongest form in battle.

Holding a bamboo sword in his right hand and a small sword in his left hand, Miyamoto Isshin's 'mo' was more condensed than in the past two times. He stared at Lin Nian who was holding the sword in the middle and completely gave up thinking about the last defeat. If it was a real sword duel

He had already died with half his head chopped off just now, but since he is still alive now and still has a chance, let's hit him again.

Miyamoto Isshin rarely used the moves of the second class after coming to Kassel Academy. In the Enmei first class, the second class represents not only a technique, but more like a spirit and the way of war. In the sword master

The manual left by Miyamoto Musashi mentioned: I have studied swordsmanship since childhood, traveled around the country, met swordsmen of various schools, and competed more than sixty times without ever losing.

What later generations saw when they studied it was not just showing off, but a kind of expression of the desire to win and lose. Young people of later generations of Japan worship Miyamoto Musashi as a god precisely because of his undefeat and his legend.

, and in the same way, the spirit of Enmei Yiliu and Ertian Yiliu is that they strive to do their best and must win.

Isshin Miyamoto did not see an enemy that he could defeat at Kassel College. He may have seen him once, in the principal's office. He waved his sword at the old man who suppressed Japan, and was then removed from the school.

Throwing it out of the window, the desire to win was like a joke, but it did not frustrate him. After all, the enemy was Hilbert Jean Angers.

The last time Niten Yiyi was used can be traced back to the Japanese branch. His opponent was a gangster in a gambling hall. He had dragon bloodline with a dangerous level of 'B'. He accidentally killed the gambler and his

The woman later entered the executive bureau's blacklist, and it was Isshin Miyamoto who was sent to hunt her down.

Miyamoto Isshin still remembers the attack when he killed the opponent. At that time, the opponent was holding a sharp Japanese sword, and they were in a stalemate with him on the streets of Shinjuku in the heavy rain. The sky was dim, and there were colorful neon lights in front, left, and right. There was no backlight, no

Due to the favorable geographical location, it was raining all over the sky, and one could seem to hear the roar of distant ocean waves hitting the coast.

It took two swords to kill the enemy Miyamoto Isshin, and one sword blocked the opponent's attack. However, it seemed that due to the unknown word spirit, the force of the sword slashing towards him was so strong that it still cut into his shoulder after blocking it.

, But it didn't matter. He chopped off the enemy's head with one sword stroke, and the dead head rolled down into the stagnant water, with the glow of the neon sign reflected in his eyes.

First comes first, Ertian Yiyi always comes first.

Come on, 'S'-class students of this department, can you still handle it with all your strength? Will the outcome of this battle be that the Miyamoto family's secret skill is broken, or will it be similar to that night in Shinjuku a few years ago, with the geisha's death?

We bowed in awe to the indifferent man holding two swords under the eaves of the heavy rain?

Miyamoto wanted to know. Miyamoto wanted to win. His eyes were like bells but never glaring. His hands were loosely holding the knife and his steps were moving. This scene was like the frail but still standing still and frozen figure in the mottled scroll.

As for the old man who was ready to go, his energy was restrained, his fighting spirit was boiling, his desire for challenge and victory was hidden in his eyes, and at the tip of his sword, he was just waiting for the enemy in front of him to swing his sword and strike.

"Please give me more advice." Lin Nian held the knife in both hands and opened and closed by more than 30 centimeters, and his body sank slightly. This was another starting position. If the confrontation between the two just now was a comparison of who comes first, then

Now that Miyamoto wants him to kill people, he will kill them.

Just like the duel between two samurai in Japanese film movies, in those incomplete black and white records, the swordsmen facing each other with vertical swords are often real samurai. In order to create an atmosphere of decisive battle, the stalemate is often under a cherry blossom tree.

Next time, in a bright moon, the thing that breaks the freezing point will be a falling petal, a leaf that breaks the autumn water. The moment the petals are split by the blade, the ripples are rippled by the leaves, the next moment the flower tree will be stained with blood, and the head will be covered with blood.

The moment when the bright moon is thrown away.

The door of the gymnasium was suddenly pushed open.

Lin Nian moved, and everyone in the classroom, without exception, stared at his actions. Every hybrid focused their insight on this boy, which they had missed before.

Sword, then now they will definitely not miss it a second time.

But even so, everyone thought they were dazzled for a moment, just like a camera with a low frame rate shooting a student who was late and ran with all his strength to jump over the school gate, leaving only a black shadow. In everyone's eyes, Lin Nian

It has also become a hazy shadow in the air, a ghost that does not exist in the world, a winter wind carrying dead leaves to the lake.

His sword lost its shape due to the extreme speed, and was dyed into a thin golden halo by the sunlight shining through the window. It was too fast, and the speed of swinging the sword was so fast that no one could see the full picture of the bamboo sword, but the one beside the wall

But Caesar heard the terrifying sharp roar of the wind!

All the muscles in Miyamoto Isshin's body tensed up in an instant, and a golden color that was more brilliant than the sun overflowed under his eyes, and the dragon's blood was boiling!

He clearly saw Lin Nian's slash. It was a cassock-piercing strike! Lin Nian aimed at Isshin Miyamoto's left shoulder to right thigh!

In the ancient Edo period, Japanese swordsmen were always proud of their "crown cut". They would pile up the enemy corpses left over from the war in the open space, and then chop down the corpses' bodies and arms with a single sword strike, which could cut off several pieces.

The crotch is the "several crotch cut", so in the battles of Ronin swordsmen, this kind of violent slashing is always used. It is intended that the human body will be split open like a hot table knife cutting through butter, and all the bones and flesh will be broken when the sword falls!

Miyamoto stepped on the wooden board on the ground with one foot. He raised the bamboo sword in his right hand to block. This was a tribute to the enemy. In Niten Ichiru, swordsmen often use short swords to block long swords from killing people.

Because it is the right hand that holds the latter, this often means that the force of killing the person is greater!

But what Miyamoto wholeheartedly wanted was not a clean and tidy 'cut', what he wanted was victory! A victory that left no room for error! All the pedantic insistence on bushido was abandoned by Miyamoto Musashi. He only pursued victory in his life, so he could be

Japan is the strongest. Cutting one's body is victory, stabbing one's throat is victory, and boiling water is also victory! Victory is just that, just win!

After setting up his bamboo sword to block the slashing position of the reverse cassock, Miyamoto Isshin stabbed the small sword in Lin Nian's heart without hesitation. This is the essence of Niten Yiyi, giving up the power and strength of holding the sword with both hands.

With his speed, he gained the opportunity to always dominate the enemy! They drew their swords at the same time, but he was always the first!

There was a crisp clicking sound in the gym, and everyone exclaimed, including Caesar beside the wall.

Miyamoto fell to the ground.

Compared with the word "fall", the word "knocked off" is closer to reality.

He fell to the ground and rolled around three times and hit the wall of the gym. The cursive calligraphy and painting of "Tao" on it were knocked down and covered his body. The only thing exposed from the calligraphy and painting was his arm.

In his hand he held a broken bamboo sword tightly.

Three meters away, Lin Nian continued to draw his sword. The half of the bamboo sword on the ground in front of him had numerous burrs on it, and the torn marks of the nylon rope wrapped in it were clearly visible.

There is nothing surprising.

It's nothing more than breaking the sword and killing people.
Chapter completed!