The crisp sound of bamboo swords clashing resounded one after another. Two men wearing full kendo uniforms quickly waved their bamboo swords in the wooden field, their steps changing freely, trying to avoid each other's attacks as much as possible.
At this time, there was still a spectator in the stadium, who was watching the two men fighting in the stadium with their mouths agape.
A young man dressed in black kendo samurai uniform holds a sword in his right hand, rubs the hilt of the sword with his palm, flips the sword 180 degrees, and draws out the sword with his backhand.
The bamboo sword made of roasted green bamboo made a shrill sound at this moment, like a strong wind blowing through the bamboo forest. The sword was powerful and the arc of the fan was as thin as a cicada's wing, showing its sharpness.
The armored soldier in white raised his bamboo sword at the same time, raised it straight behind his back, and then swung it forward at high speed. The bamboo sword passed through a blurry afterimage, tearing out the air in front of him and making an explosive sound.
This is the result of Chu Zihang's hard training for many years. After the transformation of his body strength with violent blood technology, this move is no less than Yuan Zhisheng's original Beichen Yida-ryu cut off. In terms of pure proficiency, Chu Zihang
Zihang has reached the state of perfection, and it is especially obvious that he is even better.
One horizontally and one vertically, criss-crossing, two brilliant streams of light intersect at this moment.
"Snapped!"
There was no loud noise as expected, and a bamboo sword exploded suddenly, shooting out thousands of shards like falling flowers and butterflies. The other bamboo sword stopped steadily in front of the neck of the soldier in white.
It stands to reason that at such an extremely terrifying speed, the two bamboo swords would be the same in terms of material, stress level, and buffering level.
But only one bamboo sword was destroyed, and the other one remained as strong as ever.
Chu Zihang slowly took off his mask, signaling to admit defeat.
Li Longyuan withdrew his bamboo sword with his backhand and threw it aside casually.
"How did you do it?"
Chu Zihang finally couldn't bear the doubts in his heart and spoke.
"I have seen Yuan Zhisheng's cutting and falling knife skills."
This sentence was enough for Chu Zihang to clear up his doubts. As the young master of the eight Sheqi families, Yuan Zhisheng had practiced almost all the ancient Japanese sword techniques, and all of them had reached the level of Ruzhenhua. And with Li Longyuan's amazing combat IQ,
If you encounter this trick again, you will definitely find a way to crack it.
Perhaps, it's just in the different positions when the two bamboo swords clashed.
Chu Zihang's idea was absolutely correct. At the beginning, Yuan Zhisheng cut the imitation Nagaso Ni Kotetsu into two pieces, causing Li Longyuan to suffer a big loss.
After that battle, Li Yongyuan kept reviewing it in his mind. Although Nagasone Kotetsu was not as good as the Spider Kiri in Minamoto's hands, the forging process and materials were both top-notch. How could it be completely shattered by one blow?
Li Yongyuan found out the reason after carefully analyzing Beichen's Itto-ryu technique. When the blade fell at such an extremely terrifying speed, the contact between the blade and the air would produce an extremely strong vibration frequency. It was that frequency that caused metal resonance when it came into contact with the back of Nagaso Nikotetsu's long blade.
This then causes it to disintegrate from within.
Scattered bamboo strips exploded onto the floor, and the splashing sound almost made Lu Mingfei jump.
The young man in black kendo uniform took off his mask, revealing his handsome face.
"Lu Mingfei, come on."
Li Yongyuan tilted his head and waved to the skinny boy.
"Um?"
Lu Mingfei made a questioning sound in his nose. He looked at Li Longyuan and then pointed at himself, as if he suspected that he heard wrongly.
Chu Zihang had already handed him a complete set of protective gear and a brand new bamboo sword.
The boy accepted it flattered, with all kinds of emotions in his head almost exploding.
"What's going on? You Linghu Chong and Zhang Wuji are engaging in a sword debate at Mount Huashan. Why do you bring along a passerby, A, B, B, D? Isn't his role just to clap his hands conscientiously and shout "(Linghu) Zhang Da" as the wind blows?
The hero is so awesome!"
But he still put on the mask and kendo uniform honestly. After all, if he wears protective clothing and fights, it shouldn't hurt!
After putting on the white armor, Lu Mingfei nervously held the sword with both hands, the tiger's mouth pressed tightly against the white cowhide-wrapped hilt, and leaned forward imitating Chu Zihang's previous steps, which was quite funny.
Just like the mocking words recorded in ancient books such as "Chu people wear monkeys and wear crowns". Lu Mingfei does look a bit like a monkey wearing protective gear.
Li Longyuan took a step forward, holding a sword in his middle hand. A bamboo sword stood vertically, showing its sharp edge.
He treated his opponents with a serious attitude, which made Lu Mingfei feel solemn and at the same time, he also had the iron-blooded aura coming towards him. It was as if the person in front of him had really seen blood and experienced killings on the battlefield.
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Li Longyuan just wanted to test Lu Mingfei's skills here to see if he could bring out his hidden bloody nature. Whether he was a pretender to eat the tiger as he suspected.
Lu Mingfei held the bamboo sword with both hands, and seemed to be possessed by a master in martial arts novels.
"Snapped!"
The armored man in white didn't know where he got the courage, so he took the lead and smashed his bamboo sword down.
He was directly picked up by Li Longyuan's sword and hit his chest armor with a snap.
Lu Mingfei was in pain and almost dropped the bamboo sword he was holding in both hands.
"Come again."
Li Longyuan's cold voice was like ice that had not melted for thousands of years. Lu Mingfei almost shuddered for an instant. It was as if there was a serious kendo instructor standing next to him.
Lu Mingfei once again exerted all his strength and swung his sword upwards again, but was swept away by a ruthless sword and fell heavily to the wooden floor.
"Ouch!"
The boy yelled under the mask, seemingly wanting to admit defeat.
"Get up and come again."
The swordsman in black walked up to Lu Mingfei and looked down at him condescendingly, his eyes moving and his tone unquestionable.
The boy looked hesitant and forced himself to get up again.
"Like a warrior, pick up your sword and stab here!"
Li Longyuan slapped the armor on his chest loudly, as if he wanted to use his words to arouse Lu Mingfei's fighting spirit.
But the boy's hand holding the sword was still trembling slightly.
"ah!"
Lu Mingfei shouted, almost closing his eyes, and swung the bamboo sword down again.
"Bang!"
Instead, Li Yongyuan put away his bamboo sword, blocked it with his left arm, and blocked the incoming sword from the empty door. Then he punched the boy in the lower abdomen through his armor, knocking him backwards.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Chu Zihang looked with his hands on his chest and frowned slightly, as if he felt that the soldier in black had gone too far.
Li Longyuan also had a suspicious look in his eyes. This guy's moves were completely unorganized and he didn't look like a martial artist at all.
But he still stretched out his palm and hooked it, making a provocative gesture specially designed for battle.
"Forget all your identities, forget your worries, get rid of your shackles, now there is only me standing in front of you, pick up the sword and defeat me, this is your only task now."
Li Longyuan held swords in both hands to attack the driver while speaking seriously to Lu Mingfei who was lying on the ground.
The boy wearing white kendo protective gear also began to get angry at the repeated unprovoked provocations from the young man across from him, and blood began to spread from the whites of his eyes under the mask.
How could Lu Mingfei not look forward to becoming a high-profile figure like Chu Zihang or Li Longyuan? He only dreamed of it!
It can be said that no man is willing to be at the bottom and accept malicious teasing and ridicule from others when he is born.
When he was watching "The Matrix", he imagined black helicopters and people in long black trench coats. They surrounded him and said to the disbelieving eyes of the students in the class, "There is not enough time, Ricardo M. Lu"
M. Lu Xian), do you want to continue attending the party?", and then when Zhao Menghua's jaw dropped, he walked up to Chen Wenwen and said, "Wait until I come back."
Then he put on his long windbreaker and boarded a black helicopter that hovered like a big bird and flew away.
He also imagined when Chu Zihang was speaking as a representative of outstanding graduates, how great it would be for him to one day be admitted to a good university, receive a full scholarship, and deliver a speech in front of all the teachers and students of the school.
Standing next to him was the balding principal with a small belly, smiling and kindly like he had never seen before. The head teacher, who had always looked down upon him in the class, could put his hands behind his back and say to the group of students he led, "
This is the best student I have ever had."
But I know clearly that those are all illusions, reasons to numb my decadent situation.
He is a complete loser. His aunt doesn't want to see him, no one in the class thinks highly of him, and his parents, who have long had no memory of him, don't know if they will remember having this son.
In the kendo hall, Li Longyuan's words still rang in the boy's ears.
"Like a man, take up your sword."
"enough."
The boy lying on the ground moved his lips under the mask, and for the first time he showed an expression other than panic. There seemed to be a king's rage hidden in his brows.
"I can not hear."
The corners of Li Longyuan's lips raised inadvertently, and he smiled for the first time since the battle began. He was very satisfied to see Lu Mingfei's transformation.
"I said, enough is enough!"
The boy climbed up from the wooden floor with some difficulty. He held the bamboo sword tightly with the five fingers of his right hand and looked directly into Li Longyuan's eyes for the first time. His eyes showed the same majestic look and flowed with a bright and rich golden color.
That golden color is like the brilliance of the sun, pure and dazzling.
Lu Mingfei slowly opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the next sentence was muffled by the fierce and shrill sound of the bamboo sword breaking through the wind.
"inverse……"
The boy swung the sword with a speed and power far beyond his level. The force was so powerful that even Chu Zihang was surprised.
If it were him, this move might even knock him unconscious after passing through various Dong armor protective gears. Chu Zihang was extremely confident in his own strength, so he also knew that he did not have the ability to stop this sword.
As the opponent, Li Longyuan faced this sword directly, and he had the most intuitive feeling.
No matter from which aspect you look at it, this is an extremely powerful sword. Even a master who has been immersed in kendo for many years cannot tell what is wrong with this move.
Break the law with force!
Only an absolutely tyrannical force applied to the sword can cause such an explosion in the air like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. It tears through the heavy air and is as unstoppable as a meteorite falling to the earth.
This has already begun to take shape. The bamboo sword he wields no longer looks like a sword. It is more like a mountain, more like the sea, and more like the sky.
It is a landslide, a tsunami, and a collapse of the sky.
Li Yongyuan made a decision almost instantly. He could not dodge or dodge this kind of killing sword that almost used all his strength.
He also swung his sword upward, and the bamboo sword drew a red arc. As for why it was red, it was because the intense and rapid friction between the Xiange (the white leather covering the sword tip) and the air had ignited red sparks.
What kind of terrifying power and initial velocity this requires, no one can calculate it, and no one can believe it.
This move is the first of ancient swordsmanship, Rizhao.
It is said that the sun rises in the east and shines all over the world!
The two bamboo swords hit one place hard without any bells and whistles, with the slender blades facing each other.
"Snapped!"
If you have a slow-speed camera here, you will find that the two bamboo swords deformed violently almost at the same time. The tough pure white nylon rope that trapped them broke instantly, and the four bamboo pieces made of Guizhu scattered into more
Tiny strips of bamboo.
Lu Mingfei, who had exhausted all his energy, lay down on the ground, his eyes darkened and he fainted.
Li Longyuan not only stood there, but also showed a satisfied smile. This time he led Mingfei to the kendo gym, and he really gained a lot.
Chu Zihang came forward as soon as the battle ended, looking at the young man who took off his mask and revealed a handsome face, with doubts in his eyes.
The power and level displayed by the power of that last sword almost exceeded 99% of hybrids.
This can no longer be explained by an instant surge of adrenaline.
In biological theory, excessive secretion of adrenaline can indeed stimulate people's potential superpowers. For example, Charlotte Heffelmeier, a girl from Virginia, USA, lifted a heavy truck to save her father.
For this reason, a group of experts from Kassel College were invited to do everything possible to get close to the girl to obtain her blood sample to study whether there was any special dragon bloodline hidden in her that could escape the word spirit and blood tie.
But it turns out that she is just an ordinary person, not a hybrid. She can only make her adrenaline surge to the highest peak in an instant and make full use of her muscle power.
But no matter how special abilities ordinary people have, there are limits, and the power displayed by that sword has far exceeded this limit.
What's more, Chu Zihang has keenly caught the golden touch in Lu Mingfei's eyes. It is very likely that he is also a mixed race.
"Senior brother, I'll make a bet with you. Maybe Lu Mingfei will be an S-level freshman among the freshmen entering next year."
Looking at the boy lying unconscious on the floor, Li Longyuan turned his head and looked at Chu Zihang, smiled and said.
"He doesn't seem to be able to control that majestic power."
Chu Zihang frowned slightly. He did not doubt the power of Lu Mingfei's sword, but he could also see the boy's difficulty.
This was definitely an unfamiliar power to Lu Mingfei. If Li Longyuan hadn't forced him again and again, he didn't even know how long this power would have been hiding in his body.
To put it another way, if Lu Mingfei had discovered his unique power very early, he probably would not have developed such a... cowardly and unconfident character.
"As long as it can still be used, it's good. Even if it's a beast trapped in a cage, as long as you help him break the shackles, the lion will always show its fangs. It can't eat grass forever."
Li Longyuan shrugged indifferently. He hoped that Lu Mingfei could get rid of the shackles as soon as possible and have a real discussion with him.
Chu Zihang looked thoughtful, who is not a beast trapped in a cage?
As he listened to these words, his eyes wandered away from Lu Mingfei and looked at the figure of the handsome boy in front of him.
"Junior Brother Li, do you have such a layer of shackles in your heart that is restraining you?"
Chu Zihang silently recalled the scene he had seen that day in the Yangtze River under heavy rain. That sword really cracked the sky, scattered the clouds, drained the water, and destroyed the city.
It is true that the sword energy turned into a flying rainbow, falling like a grand mist.