His superb swordsmanship was unreservedly expressed in the curtain of wanton swords. It was obviously just an ordinary bamboo sword, but in the hands of Hirakawa Taisho, it was like an indestructible magic weapon, cutting through the air and making a buzzing sound.
The battle between the two was dazzling and thrilling. Every time they dodge a dangerous knife at the last moment, it was like dancing on a tightrope, making the two people watching the battle break out in cold sweat and tremble with fear.
laugh!
laugh!
There were two soft sounds at the same time, and a gap was made in the clothes of both people.
Under the uncanny sword skills of the two men, the bladeless bamboo knives can easily cut through people's flesh and take away their lives just like the edged iron swords.
From the battle till now, both Zhou Ming and Hirakawa Taisho have suffered several wounds on their bodies.
Fortunately, the two of them have extraordinary strength and can avoid vital points in the slightest and exchange minor injuries for serious injuries. So until now, the clothes on the two of them are gradually soaked with blood, and they are still fighting selflessly.
Oda Heizo and Matsui Xiexin, who were watching the battle, were already sweating. When Zhou Ming used the bamboo sword, they felt that their optimism that this fight would not kill anyone had long since disappeared. With the intensity of the battle between these two men, the bamboo sword was the same.
It can kill people!
At this moment, there was another fierce confrontation, and the two people who could not avoid it received another wound.
Zhou Ming's body was motionless, as if this insignificant injury did not exist at all, but Hirakawa Taisho's body was shaking slightly, and there was a trace of undetectable tiredness in his eyes.
Zhou Ming keenly noticed this abnormality, and immediately drew out his sword without hesitation, and moved three minutes faster, forcing Hirakawa Taisho to speed up as well.
The speed of the two men's attacks gradually exceeded the limit that they could control. The control of subtle details was no longer accurate, and the chance of getting wounds on their bodies suddenly increased.
‘He is forcing me to trade my injuries for injuries!’ Hirakawa Taisho instantly understood Zhou Ming’s intention, and a wry smile appeared in his heart.
'Was he discovered so quickly? What a formidable opponent!'
Such a high-intensity battle, coupled with constant injuries and blood loss, no matter how good Hirakawa Taisho's physical strength is, he will inevitably become tired, his speed will decrease, his reactions will slow down, and his strength will decline.
It was because Zhou Ming discovered this that he forced Hirakawa Taisho to exchange injuries for injuries, causing his physical strength to decline faster and making him unable to support himself earlier.
'You have suffered fewer injuries than me from the beginning to the end. You have grasped the details so perfectly, and your physical strength is better than mine, so you haven't shown any signs of fatigue yet. It's amazing, Mr. Zhou, I lost to you.'
This thought came to Taisho Hirakawa's mind, and his fighting spirit immediately dropped by three points. He swiped his sword horizontally, stepped back three steps, and distanced himself from Zhou Ming.
"I lost." He slapped the bamboo knife on the ground and said calmly.
"Promise." Zhou Ming exhaled, his whole body was steaming with heat, and the bamboo knife in his hand was already loose and out of shape.
After all, they were not real weapons. Even though the two tried their best to avoid direct collision of the bamboo knives, the two bamboo knives were still scrapped.
"Good! What a wonderful battle!"
In the distance, Oda Heizo saw that the battle was finally over, his hanging heart finally dropped, and he shouted excitedly, which almost scared Matsui Xiexin, who had not recovered from his composure, to the point where he almost jumped.
"You idiot, what are you still looking at here!"
Oda Heizang kicked Matsui Yoshinobu and yelled.
"Hurry up and call the doctor!"
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Although Matsui Xiexin wanted to do nothing, think back on the wonderful battle just now, and digest what he learned from it.
But he still chose to obey Oda Heizo's orders.
Matsui Yoshinobu turned around and left, while Oda Heizang came up to him with a big smile and said, "Thank you for your hard work, you two. I think you will gain a lot from this competition!"
"How about this, let's let the doctor take a look first, then take a bath in the hot spring, I'll be the host, and have a few drinks, how about that?"
"Stop talking nonsense and get ready quickly. A fight will take a lot of energy." Zhou Ming casually pulled off a piece of his tattered clothes and wiped the blood and sweat from his face.
This battle was truly the hardest battle he had experienced since entering this world.
A competition purely based on sword skills. This time he even abandoned the Edelman alloy knife. The battle was difficult, but it was also enjoyable and enjoyable!
"I..." Hirakawa Taisho hesitated for a moment, glanced at Zhou Ming, and nodded in agreement.
After this battle, his perception of Zhou Ming changed a lot.
‘Perhaps, we can really have a drink and talk with him.’ Hirakawa Taisho thought.
"Hey, hahahahaha, the doctor is here!"
Matsui Xiexin came in from outside carrying a basin of hot water, followed by maids one after another, all carrying hot water, towels and other items.
At the end were two doctors, carrying a small medicine box on their backs. When they saw the two "bloody men" in ragged clothes in the courtyard, the two doctors looked very calm, and they looked like experienced veterans.
"You two, come sit here and let us check the wound."
The doctors immediately went to work, and Zhou Ming and Hirakawa Taisho also cooperated by sitting on the stone bench and allowing the doctors to examine them.
Hirakawa Taisho's wounds were cleaned, medicine was applied, and bandaged quite normally. Although there were many wounds on Hirakawa Taisho's body, they were not very serious injuries, and the doctors handled them very easily.
On Zhou Ming's side, the doctor looked at the injuries on his body up and down as if he had seen a ghost.
"This, this, this, this..."
The doctor wiped away the blood on Zhou Ming's arm with a towel soaked in water, and saw that there should have been a finger-long wound there, but now there was only a shallow blood stain left.
Not only this wound, but also other injuries on Zhou Ming's body. The doctor checked it for the first time. The bleeding had stopped when he looked at it for the second time. It was less than half healed when he looked at it for the third time. The wound was completely healed when he looked at it for the fourth time.
Almost out of sight...
The shocked expression on the doctor's face made Zhou Ming couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.
At this time, his two shoes had already been torn from the fierce fight just now. They were kicked aside by him and his feet were planted on the ground.
Unable to be seen by others, roots stretched out from the soles of his feet, burrowing into the soil to continue nourishing and treating Zhou Ming's injuries.
Second turn vine root Gu!
The effect of the second-level healing Gu is quite good, not to mention the Mu Dao Gu that matches Zhou Ming himself. It is too easy to treat this kind of flesh wound.
"Okay, please step back." Zhou Ming patted the doctor's shoulder and stood up.
"I'll go wash the blood off my body first, it's sticky."
Zhou Ming said, waving to everyone and walking to his room.
'I don't know how widely that doctor can spread the word about my anomaly. Haha, spread the word, the wider the better.'
'It would be best if the news reaches the ears of all the big names, so that they feel fully threatened and want to get rid of me before the conference begins.'
'Come on, come on. How boring is it to wait for the conference to start like this? You hurry up and take action, so that I can have a reason to kill!'