A calm and calm voice sounded in the slightly empty gymnasium. Except for Kaoru, Masanori Tianyu, and Yui Longtang who knew this would happen before, everyone else had been attracted by this sudden change.
The old man also suddenly opened his eyes and looked sharply at the young man walking over.
If the previous scene of the security guard being hit by a chair could only make Han Gangcheng feel confused, now seeing the Japanese flying several meters away, his mind was almost on the verge of panic. Such a calm feeling
, speed and accuracy, he had never even imagined it. Buntaro, Tsukichi Tetsuya and others in the stands had their mouths wide open for a long time. Thinking back to his provocation yesterday morning, their palms were covered with cold sweat.
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Chen Guxia almost stood up for a moment. As an internal member of Yanhuang Awakening, he certainly knew that Jia Ming's background was supported by Jian Suyan. By now, everyone had more or less agreed that Jiaming's martial arts skills should be very good.
, but even if it is good, there is always a limit for an eighteen-year-old boy. At this time, he is facing seven or eight Pei Luojia's killers. In addition, in terms of swordsmanship, he is not even inferior to top killers such as Minamoto Yori Toso.
Aramaki Mashi, he actually walked through it alone and empty-handed! He said it while walking, no matter how brave and foolhardy he was, he shouldn't be like this.
However, maybe Jian Suyan has already reached this point...
Amidst all kinds of thoughts, the killer in the stands did not fire. On the one hand, since they were opening a martial arts gym, they had come to kick it out with harsh words in the past. On the other hand, they were paying more attention to this.
On the other side of the stands, the people of Takamagahara and Yuechi, since Aramaki Makoto is sitting below them, within this distance, they have full confidence in this swordsman master. On the other side, these people are watching what happened.
At the same time, we have also begun to be on guard against possible firefights that may occur at any time.
After Ji Ming's words, the atmosphere in the entire stadium was almost compressed into a powder keg that could explode at any time. It made people feel suffocated.
The next moment, a voice broke this frozen feeling.
"Baga!"
He directly said that he wanted to kill people in front of him, completely looking down on the other party's attitude. As Jia Ming's voice fell, an Aramaki disciple almost jumped out from the edge of the field. The sound of the samurai sword passing through the scabbard was sharp and clear. The next moment
, the sword was as bright as lightning. It hit Jiaming's head directly.
With just one move of the sword, from drawing the sword to leaping up, to slashing with the samurai sword, the whole movement was fast and smooth, which is enough to show that this person's cultivation is really rigorous and solid. If he has the mentality of teaching disciples like Chen Guxia.
Maybe he would praise this blow greatly. However, before the light of his sword struck, Jia Ming kicked him directly. The blade slashed from in front of him to the ground, and the man's body flew several meters away.
Outside, he collided with his two companions into a pile. Suddenly, the Japanese around the competition field jumped up one after another. It was also at this time that an exciting blade trembled, resounding throughout the stadium.
"Xin——"
The sharp samurai sword rushed out of the black scabbard like a white dragon. The moment Aramaki Masayo put his left hand on the handle of the sword, the body of the Japanese kendo master exploded from the state of sitting quietly on his knees, wide and wide.
The brown kendo uniform turned into a welcome in the air, and the roar of the wind sounded like an umbrella suddenly opened in a strong wind and heavy rain. In less than a blink of an eye, his body had already appeared in front of Ji Ming.
The whole person was like a bow with a taut string. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he met Shang Jiaming's smile that seemed to be completely unresponsive.
The next moment, a half-moon-shaped sword flew into the sky!
The katana originally drawn out with his backhand was just dragged behind him with one hand. However, at the moment when his body stopped, his right hand held the back of the handle of the knife as if it were the fulcrum of the spool. His left hand followed the inertia and moved the blade to the side.
It was pushed directly from the bottom up. It looked like a slash, but in fact it was like a long whip. The speed and power increased to an incredible level at that moment. In Japanese swordsmanship, one sword can determine life or death.
His spirit is brought into full play here.
If the reaction was slower, let alone Jiaming's flesh and blood body, even a wall would probably be cut in half from bottom to top.
But on Jiaming's side, he just turned sideways slowly and quickly, looking stupid. It was as if something exploded from Jiaming's side before the sword light arrived, and the air flow blew him away.
Pushing his body to the side, he passively turned sideways. The sword light almost flew up against his body, passing his chest, the tip of his nose, and his forehead by just a hair. At this moment,
His hands were even open in a defenseless state, his clothes were flying, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.
"Aramaki..."
In what sounded like a murmur, the sword suddenly retracted, and then struck straight at Jiaming's neck.
From stillness to movement, from extremely dynamic state, he suddenly closed the knife, and then slashed out with all his strength, cleanly and without any sloppiness. Jia Ming was still sideways at this time, his shoulders shrank, he lowered his head, and the blade swung flat from the back of his head.
past.
"you……"
Before he even raised his head, the sword slashed back from left to right. At this time, Ia Ming had already taken a step forward and rushed towards the back of Aramaki Mashi. He raised his left hand and punched him.
"Pass……"
It was just a simple misalignment. Aramaki took a step forward along with the sword he swung in the air. As he turned around, he held the sword in both hands and slashed it back. Jiaming's fist was still in the air, and the edge of the long sword was strong.
It had already struck him in the chest. His body was originally rushing this way. Although he had stopped, his body still had inertia. At this time, it looked as if he had taken the initiative to hit the blade. It was inevitable to avoid it.
His upper body actually fell backwards like a willow blown by the wind.
To Jiaming, it seemed that what Aramaki was wielding was not a samurai sword, but a cattail leaf fan.
Naturally, it is impossible for such a kendo master to swing the sword with all his strength to bring out the wind. However, for Ji Ming, the meaning at this time is like this. When the blade strikes, his body is automatically blown away by the blade, and his arms are raised.
It was naturally impossible to hit the opponent even though it was flying in the air. The long knife swiped under his arm. The tip of the knife was almost close to his chest. At that moment, Aramaki Mashi's pupils suddenly shrank.
Jiaming raised his left hand in the air, spread his fingers, and clenched them.
"It's time..."
Time freezes for a moment.
boom--
The land of Aramaki Mashi exploded like a watermelon...
The sound of gunfire rang out in the center of the stadium and spread far away.
No one could have expected such a result, everything that happened seemed like a dream.
"Aramaki, you are out of date..."
In just one sentence, Jiaming actually spoke very fast. In less than two seconds, Aramaki Makoto rushed out with a knife, and Jiaming dodged sideways. He stepped forward and punched, and then Aramaki's body appeared.
The katana flew out, and all people could see was the faint green smoke coming from the muzzle of the pistol in Jiaming's left hand.
Almost no one could accept this result immediately. Although Kaoru had always admired Jiaming, he never thought that this teacher would cleanly solve Aramaki Mashi in two seconds. Of course, then,
What followed was a deeper feeling of admiration. Even Tianyu Zhengze, who had known the family details earlier, looked like a fool at this time. Yu Shouxi on the other side opened his mouth in an "O" shape,
With his head tilted, he looked like a cartoon character in an anime. As for the others, including Chen Guxia, their minds were basically confused.
Hiding a gun in his sleeve is basically not a genius strategy. With Aramaki's cultivation level, there is not much difference between a knife and a gun at close range. It can even be said that his sword can be more powerful than a gun.
Fast, just like Jiaming, even if an ordinary killer shoots, he still has enough reflexes to avoid the bullet's path. And such a result is basically not caused by a cunning trick, but purely due to speed.
too fast.
The sword that Aramaki slashed out was confident of killing the enemy directly with every blow at close range. However, Jiaming still dodged. If it were someone else, even if they had guns in their sleeves, they would try to do something that was too fast.
Zhen Er, he was confident enough to dodge in time, but... he just couldn't dodge.
It wasn't that he was too slow, but that Jia Ming was too fast, so he shot him in the head cleanly.
Of course, they are all professionally trained people. Even in the chaos, these killers who were originally wary of others reacted immediately and pointed their weapons at Jiaming below. However, here at Jiaming, even this
The short reaction time may be too long for them.
Just as Aramaki Mashi flew out, another pistol appeared in Kaaki's right hand, and then the lighting equipment in the entire gymnasium glowed in an instant.
It was daytime, and even if all these lights were turned on, it would not hinder too much. However, a sudden change in the surrounding environment would still burden people's vision. As the gunshot in Jiaming's hand rang out, his body also stepped on.
He stepped back and retreated. From the stands, his body suddenly turned into a blurry phantom.
From Chen Guxia's point of view, Jiaming was holding a gun with both hands. When he pulled the trigger, he quickly changed positions as if he had rehearsed it long ago. As he waved his arms, the sound of gunshots resounded throughout the stadium.
, the killers scattered in the stands continued to burst out with blood and minced meat, and all eight of them fell down in the blink of an eye. After the gunfire, a faint smoke filled the air, and only Yu Shouxi's figure quickly disappeared from the stands.
, the alarm sounded, and the security guards began to rush in from the main door and the side door. Jia Ming stood alone in the middle of the field, looking around expressionlessly, and then raised his gun again.
After Aramaki's disciples, a man's head suddenly burst out with blood, followed by a security guard at the door, and then two kendo disciples. He fired his gun casually and walked towards the side door of the gymnasium... Killing
, and this unfolds...
When Chen Guxia and others came out of the front door, the traffic system of more than ten blocks nearby was in chaos. It seemed that from the beginning, the traffic lights started going crazy. When the light should be red, the light would turn green. When it should be green,
But the red light turned on. Due to the car accident, traffic jams began to form on all roads. There were no police cars that could send reinforcements here as soon as possible...