Okada Izumi frowned when she heard Zuocun's genre.
A hundred birds flow? I feel a little familiar.
But now that I have already drawn my sword, there is no need to worry about the genre.
"Although you said you are Ryuma's friend, I will not show mercy." Okada Izo smiled and narrowed his eyes, looking at Zuocun standing there casually carrying a crest, grinning.
"Well, I know." Zuocun also had a smile on his lips.
Okada Izumi was a little unhappy.
Is this person named Annuo Zuocun looking down on him? He stood so casually that he looked flaws everywhere.
But since you choose to reveal your flaws, then...
I'm not polite!
Okada was extremely fast at the speed of Hiroshi and suddenly stabbed Zuocun in an instant.
"Victory! I accepted it!" Okada Izo laughed loudly and stabbed Zuocun.
Next, at least stop before killing this guy, it's fine, it's really easy.
Table Tennis—
"Hmm?" Okada Izusa was a little confused.
"Your thorn is wonderful." Zuocun looked a little happy, "but I've seen something even more exciting."
"Go, isn't this trick useful?" Okada Ichizo curled his lips, "Then try this!"
He kicked Zuocun's abdomen, and Zuocun's left hand subconsciously blocked it.
Okada Izo showed a sinister smile.
Push back and raise the knife high.
This attack - the force is strong and powerful!
but--
Table Tennis—
Zuocun took it again.
Still the same smile.
"Your chop is very powerful, but I've seen ones that are stronger."
"...You guy, you were surprised to be a couple of times." Okada Izusa finally reacted.
This guy is not as harmless as he looks.
Yizang's swordsmanship has many genres of shadows, and Yizang himself has a super talent, so few warriors can block his first two moves.
But the man in front of him, a man who seemed younger than him, easily blocked his first wave of offensives, and... understatement.
Yizang didn't speak anymore.
There was also a real battle in swordsmanship between the two people.
The intersection between the sword makes a crisp sound, dense and crisp.
Yizang's thrust was faster than before, and the chop was more forceful, but almost all of them were guarded by Zuocun.
"You can see a lot of things in your swordsmanship." Zuo Cun didn't dare to say anything else, but his vision of swords was very sharp.
He could see that Yizang probably learned different swordsmanship from many schools.
Such a chaotic and mixed sword technique should have been full of flaws.
However, Yizang completely digested these completely different schools of swordsmanship into his own things, and there was no sense of breakage or incongruity when used.
"Ah? What does this have to do with you guy?" Okada said in his mouth, but the knife in his hand was not slow at all.
"I just think that you are attacking during this period, so--" Zuomura exerted force, and Okada Izumi had to block it, using the force to widen the distance. He held Tsuruki with one hand, "It's time for me to attack."
"You guy - dazzled!" Okada Izo Tsubasa wanted to curse Zuomura with a little dissatisfaction, and then he stood there in a daze.
Zuocun jumped high.
This jump looks at least eight or nine meters long.
Zuomura swooped towards Okada Yizang, and the crane blade in his hand moved forward like a crane wing, elegant and fatal.
Such a knife holder has the least destructive power and is also the most common move that Zuocun uses when he really encounters an evenly matched enemy.
Although the crane that forms a straight line with the arm will not leave a fatal scar on the enemy's body, it can allow Zuocun to land without any obstacles. After leaving a wound on the enemy's body, there is no need to open the distance again and jump again to pursue the next attack.
When Zuocun was traveling alone, he once encountered a middle-aged samurai in Muao Kingdom. He was extremely powerful and his practice of Shinto Wuming left a lot of trouble for Zuocun.
However, the middle-aged warrior was let down by Zuocun's swordsmanship, and at least hundreds of scars were left on his body.
However, this kind of sword technique is a good way to let go of water after a period of time.
After all, he is a friend of Longma and one of the designated members of the King of Kings Party. Zuocun does not want to take ruthless actions.
Yizang wanted to avoid it, but Zuocun changed his position slightly and continued to dive in the direction of Yizang.
"whispering sound--"
I know that I can't hide, so I just won't hide.
Standing with a knife, Yi Zang intends to face Zuocun's attack head-on.
Zuocun saw Yizang starting to be prepared and smiled, making a temporary change.
"Don't wings--"
It's not Heliu, but ordinary Bianyi.
Table Tennis—
Zuocun rotated, and a trace of smoke and dust were rolled up on the ground. Zuocun stood behind Yizang, looking at Yizang's back.
"...I lost." Yizang's voice was a little hoarse.
Pick.
The knife in his hand was broken into two pieces, one of which fell to the ground.
Yikang's cheeks cracked a tiny wound and blood oozed out.
Zuocun didn't say much, just looked at the sun in the sky.
He turned his head and said to Longma who was standing at the door of the residence: "Then, Longma, I'll go to Mr. Wushi first."
"Yeah." Ryuma nodded, walked into the room and took out two scrolls and threw them to Zuocun, "Take these to Mr. Wushi and ask him what he thinks."
"I understand." Zuocun stuffed the scroll into his clothes and walked away directly.
Yizang stood there, and the remaining half of the knife in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily.
He watched Zuocun walk out of the yard with Longma, and Yizang asked Longma: "Rongma...who is he?"
"As you can see, a very powerful warrior."
Yizang exhale a breath of turbid air.
"Is it like a hundred birds flowing..."
Longma smiled and walked to Yizang's side.
"Idiot Yizang, don't be discouraged. In my opinion, in this small country, there are probably few people who can beat Zuocun."
Miss Aaron also gradually learned human feelings and comforted Yizang.
"Miss Aaron is right." Ryuma patted Izo's shoulder, "Ano Zuomura, if you talk about his swordsmanship, it is very likely that Japan's number one."
"How old is he?" Yizang looked at Ryuma with a disbelief on his face.
"It's already twenty-two this year."
"...I am indeed a little arrogant." Yizang was silent for a moment and said this sentence in a little disappointed state.
He is twenty-eight years old this year, six years older than Ano Zuomura.
But he lost so simply.
"So don't be discouraged, Yizang is just a fool." Miss Aaron's way of comforting others was a bit different.
"You woman--" Yizang frowned and looked at Miss Aaron, "... forget it."
Chapter completed!