Hema was a little unsure whether what the other person said was true or a bluff.
In case when I was researching how to break this posture, the opponent suddenly changed his move and yelled "haha soldiers are not tired of cheating" to attack suddenly, it would be over.
There is one thing to say, the opponent is in such a posture, and Kazuma is really a little bit at a loss.
No matter how he advances, the opponent will chop down the mountain vigorously with one move, fast and ruthless.
Main and Ma just received Bosi Tanzhoulou's sword head-on, and were deeply impressed by the power of that sword.
This is deterrence.
Using World of Tanks as an analogy for the current situation, there is a 4005 stuck at the intersection, which has obviously been loaded, and the muzzle of the black hole is facing this side, which can lift up the ashes of the first person to show up.
And He Ma is a 25T polyester, as long as he eats this shot, there will be no scum left.
What He Ma has to do now is to use his mobility advantage to pass the opposite gun.
Of course, the current situation is still a bit different from the game.
In the game, when Zha Dalun encounters this situation, he can escape and go to other places to play with other people, anyway, he runs fast.
But now Hema had to conquer Boshi Tanzhoulou who was standing there as if Fudo Mingwang, holding a bamboo knife in both hands.
For a moment, he and Ma considered many options.
He even imagined flying with his body lowered to the ground and using the height difference to fight.
But the so-called "flying close to the ground" is not really close to the ground, and the horse's own height is here, no matter how much the center of gravity is pressed, it will be the same.
Changing to Qingliu should be easy, that guy is short and fast.
**
"Ha Qiu!" Baifeng Qingliu sneezed suddenly, and the snot sprayed onto the book in front of her.
Chiyoko was shocked, and took out a handkerchief to wipe Qingliu's face and asked, "Why did you suddenly sneeze? Did you catch a cold?"
Ah Mao put down the book, got up silently, and turned down the fan placed in the corner.
"I don't know." Qingliu looked bewildered, "I was about to sneeze all of a sudden."
She glanced at the book in front of her and wrinkled her face: "I'm sorry, the newly bought review materials were dirty for me."
Chiyoko had already taken the book, tore off the paper towel and wiped it very carefully, very gently, for fear of damaging the book.
"It's okay, okay," Chiyoko looked at the cleaned book, "It doesn't affect the use at all! Fortunately, we bought the original book, and didn't buy those cheap copies."
Because of the expensive review materials, there are also pirated books in Japan that secretly copy the original book and simply bind it.
If it was those photocopied things, the words might not be read clearly after spraying such a puddle of snot.
Qingliu took the book back and flipped through it, with an aggrieved expression on her face.
"Oh, isn't there a problem with books? Don't be like this, Qingliu."
"But..." Qingliu hesitated to speak, "Why did I suddenly sneeze?"
Amao suddenly said: "Is it because in the cram school you went to audition before, there were boys who thought you were cute, so they talked about you?"
Chiyoko gasped when she heard the word "cute" from Amao's mouth, and stared at him intently.
Amao felt Chiyoko's gaze, and looked over, with a puzzled look on his face: "What's wrong?"
Chiyoko: "It's nothing. Is there anything you don't understand, Qingliu?"
"I don't know much about this place. Mathematics is so difficult. I used to think that the most difficult thing was the writing of Chinese characters in Chinese. Now I find that mathematics is the real master of learning."
Chiyoko sat down immediately: "Let me take a look, this, here we need to factorize first..."
Amao looked blankly at the two girls who were sticking close together.
Between the whirring of the fan and the chirping of cicadas, there was the tinkling of wind chimes down the corridor.
**
There is no sound of wind chimes on Hema's side, only the noisy chirping of cicadas.
Because of his body shape, forcing a frontal breakthrough is simply head-to-head. If the two sides hit at about the same time, no one can question the referee's discretion.
The other party did not intend to move at all, maintaining the posture of raising the knife, only the entry on the top of the head was burning.
Now in Kazuma's subjective vision, the opponent is like a Super Saiyan.
Not only He Ma felt the coercion.
The spectators surrounding this half of the arena are now completely silent, and even Mikako, who has been incessantly, has also shut up.
He Ma cursed in his heart: Damn, I really want to draw a gun.
If you can draw a gun, the situation will be solved!
Even if you can't draw a gun, let me use the black dragon.
He recalled the scene of holding an AK on the roof of the building and shooting passionately with real fists, and now he felt that the shaking of Kalashnikov's strafing was so pleasant.
At this time, the referee said: "Kiryu-kun, don't play negatively."
He Ma: "Then let him attack!"
"Contestant Tan Zhoulou put on an attacking stance, but you didn't move."
said the referee.
Although He Ma was unhappy, he could only admit that he looked like he was indeed the more passive side of the game.
So Kazuma also made a gesture of thrusting.
In this way, the referee can't say anything for the time being.
Suddenly, Kazuma saw Jin Ma Kenichi appearing at the viewing platform on the second floor, watching from afar.
Jinma Kenichi is in the high school group, and it was "unruly" to come to the university group, so he could only go to the stands.
At this time, Kazuma suddenly thought of the genre of Jinma Kenichi: no outflow.
Then inspiration came.
He suddenly saw a way to smash the absolute domain of Fudo Mingou in front of him.
He took a deep breath.
The next moment he stepped forward.
Boss Tan Zhoulou immediately yelled strangely: "wrrrryyyy!"
The bamboo knife that was held high was chopped down with a thunderous force.
Kazuma also stabbed out, and both sides hit almost at the same time—
The referee raised the banner of Kyoto University without thinking: "Kyoto University, one..."
"Wait a minute!" He Ma yelled, "I disagree! Student Tan Zhoulou didn't step forward!"
The referee choked on his words.
Just now, the referee made the fight with Ma invalid on the grounds that he had no heart.
To be honest, this is a relatively strict penalty, so according to the strict penalty standard, if there is no step before the attack, it cannot constitute a complete attack.
Bosi Tanzhoulou just didn't move at all, he waited for He Ma to rush over and then swung his sword. According to this standard, naturally this blow was not counted.
The spectators just watched the referee use the excuse of being cruel to end the fight with the horse, and now they all echoed: "That's right, there is no step."
Mikako directly opened the two military fans, and jumped up the big god: "Black whistle! Black whistle!"
At this time, I am very grateful for her presence.
The referee was speechless, and glanced at Miss Onitian, the club manager of Kyoto University.
The latter simply ignored him and just lowered his head to organize the things in the prop box.
Then the referee gritted his teeth: "The protest is valid, but it should be cancelled."
He Ma: "Wait! Only his book was canceled, what about mine?"
"You have already been hit early, how can I let the person who hits later get the benefit?" The referee gave Kazuma a look.
He Ma immediately turned his attention to Bosi Tan Zhoulou: "Is this your martial art? Relying on the referee's favoritism?"
The referee sternly shouted: "You also heard what the organizer said just now. If you have any complaints about me, you can complain after the game, but now I am the referee!"
He Ma snorted and returned to the starting line.
When his back was turned to Bosi Tan Zhoulou, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
He never expected to win like this.
What comes next is the main event.
And the horse met the eyes of the apprentices.
Tamamo didn't seem to be worried at all, and Kazuma couldn't help but want to say to her, "Don't worry more, this will make me think you don't care"; Honami looked worried, but she was trying to suppress this feeling. A trusting smile.
Then, Mikako from the evil camp of chaos shouted: "Ming King of Di Shitian, rush to the duck!"
She really changed her nickname again.
That's all, this heartless guy is hopeless.
He and Ma face to face Bosi Tan Zhoulou again.
The opponent also returned to the starting line, and once again assumed the posture just now.
— That's right, that's it.
Kazuma also put on a thrusting posture.
He glanced at Kenichi Kinma in the stands in the distance, and happened to see Rei Komori holding a box of ice cream, shoveling a piece into Kinma's mouth with a small wooden spoon.
Nima, can you eat dog food here
Jinma, are you here to see your opponent, me, to fight, or to show off your affection
You choose one!
Hema withdrew his gaze and concentrated.
Jin Ma gave the inspiration to solve the current situation, and I still have to thank him.
He took a deep breath with the horse, and then stepped—he stepped so hard that his feet hit the wooden floor of the gymnasium with an incomparably loud sound.
Here's the key—
This is to remind Boss Tan Zhoulou to let him step forward.
So Boss Tan Zhoulou also stepped forward.
That's right, that's it!
He curled his mouth with the horse.
Boss Tan Zhoulou immediately realized He Ma's plan.
The step that Kazuma just took was very big, so big that it would affect the force of the upper body, that is to say, it would slow down the speed of the sword.
He Ma didn't even intend to attack with a thrust, his goal was to get close to Bosi Tan Zhoulou.
This is the method of fighting without exodus.
Rush to the inner circle of the opponent's blade attack range, and fight close to the body.
Wudiao has a bunch of slashing tricks.
This is the method that the patriarch who has no outflow came up with when facing the gang of swordsmen who used longer knives in actual combat.
To implement this method of warfare, one must not be afraid of the blade - most people will shrink back when faced with a shining blade, which is human nature.
The perverted graduation ceremony of Wuwailiu was to help the disciples overcome their physical fear of blades.
He Ma took advantage of each other's forward steps, and he took a step that was much larger than normal, and he got into the "inner circle" of Tan Zhoulou Boss at once.
The bamboo knife cut by Bosi Tan Zhoulou was still fast and heavy, but it was the hand guard that hit He Ma.
At this time, He Ma could directly poke with the bamboo knife and touch the opponent's armor, but He Ma didn't want to give the referee an excuse, so he retracted the forward stabbing bamboo knife during the sprint, and it happened to sweep out horizontally at this time.
Everything happens in an instant.
The "blade" part of Hema's bamboo knife hit Tanzhoulou Bosi's armor firmly.
At this time, Hema's face was almost touching that of Bosi Tan Zhoulou, and the grille of the mask had already touched each other.
"Wonderful." Boss Tan Zhoulou's eyes lit up, "It is worthy of being the Dragon of Kanto who dominates the Kuixing Banner."
He Ma: "Don't dare to be, there are many people in Kanto who are stronger than me."
Boss Tan Zhoulou laughed loudly: "Good! Very good!"
As he spoke, he stepped back and raised his hand: "I was the one who got paid."
The referee actually saw very clearly that Bosi Tan Zhoulou had knocked on the knife's guard and the horse's helmet.
Even a blind person can tell the difference between the two sides just by listening to the sound.
The female fan of Hema raised the flag of Hema Deben early on.
At this time, Bosi Tan Zhoulou took the initiative to admit it, and the referee also raised the flag generously.
"Tokyo University Kendo Department, one copy!"
Bosi Tanzhoulou returned to the starting line, turned around and stood up without waiting for the referee's password, and once again assumed the upper stance of holding the bamboo knife high.
Seeing him posing like this, Hema's first reaction was: Isn't it
But then he realized that his own reaction showed that this posture was tricky.
The opponent obviously also saw it, so they continued to respond to changes.
This time, it might not be that easy to break into the inner circle of Bos Tanzhoulou.
He returned to the starting line with the horse and stood still, taking a stance, thinking non-stop in his mind what to do.
At this time, Mikako's voice changed again: "Come on, Dongguo Wushuang!"
Hey, this title is cool this time.
and Ma licked his lips.
At this time, another idea emerged.
Because I took the opponent's first move, I didn't dare to take this trick later. Will the opponent think the same
How about I take his sword and hit back
He Ma recalled the first sword he received, and the domineering power was impressive.
He couldn't help but glanced at his bamboo knife, wondering if it would break if he took another sword strike
But the idea is worth a try.
Now that I hold the match point in my hand, I can play a round.
What's more, in the face of an opponent with a higher level than him and who has entries, and he is dancing with shackles on his side, he can't use many abilities, and there seems to be no better way not to wave.
So I decided with the horse.
Receive a sword from the opposite side, parry the attack and then fight back. He always felt that winning in this way would convince the opponent.
He didn't put on a thrusting state, but kept holding the knife in the middle and stepped forward.
This step came out with a cry of "oh".
Hema's enhanced hearing also heard someone muttering: "What is he thinking if he doesn't stab?"
"That's right, with Match Point in hand, try it!"
These words were immediately overshadowed by Bosi Tan Zhoulou's strange cry.
The bamboo knife held high, like the sword of Damocles, came down with a thunderous force.
He Ma raised his knife to block, and the next moment the loud noise overshadowed the croaking cicadas.
—Block it!
Kazuma flipped his arms and forcibly blocked the violent blow to the side.
His bamboo knife was bent sharply, as if it was about to be broken.
And the horses also shouted!
Boss Tan Zhoulou: "wrrrryyyyy!"
He Ma: "Woo big!!!!!! (useless)"
The confrontation lasted about 0.5 seconds, and then Bosi Tanzhoulou's bamboo knife deviated from the sword path, passed by Hema, and hit the ground.
Boss Tan Zhoulou's huge body also lost his balance at this time, He Ma seized the opportunity to step forward—
"noodle!"
The bamboo knife that didn't have time to reset directly swept upwards from below, swept across the opponent's shoulders that had just collapsed, and hit the mask straight.
After the loud crash, there was the crackling of bamboo knives.
Just after blocking that domineering blow, the structural strength of the bamboo knife has reached the limit, and the elastic deformation has not had time to reset before it comes again, so it explodes.
The bamboo knife turned into a large pile of bamboo shavings and flew away, like a goddess scattering flowers in the light of the stadium.
The next moment, time seemed to stand still, the surroundings were completely silent, and even the cicadas had subsided.
Then, Bosi Tan Zhoulou laughed loudly:
"Wonderful!"