Kamizumi once again performed a quick combo of chops on Kazuma.
At first, Hema thought he was going to spit again first, so he dodged a move first, but the old man attacked directly, and almost missed the first blow.
Then He Ma finally took over the stormy continuous beating, almost every blow was reluctant, and the last knife almost flew out of his hand.
Although Kazuma still held the knife firmly in the end, Kamizumi Masago's blade still penetrated his defense and pressed against his neck.
Just at this time, there was thunder in the sky, and a stronger wind than before poured in from the gate of the dojo. The thick humidity in the wind reminded Hema of the most hated return to Nantian in his previous life.
Anyone can sense that a storm is coming.
"See clearly?" the old man asked.
"See clearly." He Ma nodded.
"Then it's your turn to attack and see if you can make it out."
"clear."
He licked his lips with the horse, waiting for Shangquan to return to his seat.
At this time, the wind was even stronger, and Kazuko heard Mikako's exclamation from outside: "Wow, I'm going to be blown away!"
Then came the voice of the old lady Shangquan: "Your skirt is too easy to fly, go and change your pants! I will lend you!"
Looks like it's pretty busy outside.
"Get rid of distracting thoughts!" Umizumi shouted to Kazuma, "Concentrate! Attack!"
Take a deep breath with the horse, get rid of distracting thoughts, and launch an attack.
He followed the action of the old man in his memory.
The first sword should be as fast as the old man.
But the second sword immediately showed a difference in speed. The old man seized the gap and counterattacked. The stainless steel knife hit Kazuma's arm directly, causing him to almost scream out in pain.
"If I hadn't pulled back, your left hand would have suffered a comminuted fracture!" Shangquan Zhenggang shouted, "Be quicker! Only by connecting smoothly and smoothly can the opponent not be given a chance to counterattack!"
He Ma changed to holding the knife in his left hand, and rubbed the place where he had just been hit with his right hand. It must have been bruised, and it hurt so bad to press on it.
Umizumi just saw Kazuma grinning, turned his head and said to Honami who was watching, "There is a medicine box in the cabinet over there, and there are bruises in it. Apply it to him."
Honami immediately ran to the cabinet, but Kazuma said loudly, "I want to continue!"
"Hmph, your attitude is very good. Then come on!" Umizumi said just now, posing with a knife in the middle again.
Kazuma attacked again, this time more focused and faster than last time.
However, between the first and second swords, Shangquan Zhenggang seized the opportunity to fight back.
This time Hema was mentally prepared, and directly used the knife's guard to block the counterattack.
"It is worthy of recognition to be able to prevent counterattacks. But you feel that you will not be able to make a second shot at the beginning. I don't like this attitude." Shangquan Zhenggang commented, "You don't even believe that you can do it. That definitely won't work!"
He Ma retorted: "I just don't want to add another bruise to my hand. This is called a red heart and two hands."
"What a red heart!" Umizumi launched an attack suddenly.
At the same time, the gust of wind from Kagoshima Bay roared in, making the doors and windows of the whole house rattle and rattle.
Amidst the piercing sound of metal clashing, Kazuma saw something cross his field of vision.
Like a broken knife
Kazuma thought that Bizen Osafune's script was authentically cut off by the old man, but the next moment he found out that the old man's stainless steel knife was broken.
Because the knife was broken, the shorter blade broke through Kazuma's defense, and now it was touching Kazuma's stomach.
But just in front of the horse is the upper body of the old man with the door wide open.
Hema pushed the knife forward subconsciously, and it was on the old man's neck.
Then he remembered that his knife had been cut, and quickly retracted it.
The old man laughed loudly: "Unexpectedly, I would lose in the end because I cut off my own knife."
He Ma was speechless: "This... can't be regarded as your loss."
"If you lose, you lose. At first glance, it seems to be a problem with my sword, but I am the one who decided to use this sword." Umizumi raised the broken blade in front of him and looked at it carefully, "Well, look at this section, When I just chopped off another stainless steel knife, it had already suffered a lot of damage, but I didn't want to change the knife, which resulted in losing, and I can't blame the knife."
Hema complained: "Even if you want to change the knife, there is no knife to change it, so why not use my Murasame?"
Qingliu interjected, "You can also use my Duan Shi Qing Yu."
"No," Shangquan just shook his head, "I won't use ancient knives anymore."
Hema said "oh", and then couldn't help asking curiously, "What kind of knife is the knife you sunk on the island in the Pacific Ocean?"
"A very good knife." Umizumi just gave the same answer, "I don't know who forged it. There is no knife inscription on it, neither on the body nor inside the handle. .”
"Have you taken the handle of the knife apart to see?" Hema exclaimed.
The hilt of a Japanese sword is also regarded as a part of the whole sword, like the Bizen long boat in Hema's hand. The so-called "one character" refers to the decorative pattern "one character pattern" on the handle.
Therefore, generally speaking, the handles of ancient knives that have been preserved to this day are not disassembled.
Umizumi just smiled and said: "At that time, I was curious. With such a useful knife, I naturally wanted to know its origin. It's like you have a good time with girls, and you will naturally want more you know her, don't you?"
He Ma: "This..."
Umizumi just wanted to say something, but coughed violently.
Seeing this, Honami put down the medicine box she had just taken out, and ran to the gate of the dojo to the yard, intending to close the gate.
But Shangquan Zhenggang stopped her loudly: "Don't turn it off! Just let it be turned on like this. I haven't had such a comfortable wind for a long time."
He Ma looked back, and found that there were already dark clouds outside the house.
It's August now, and it should be a good time to watch the sunset at Japan's latitude, but it's completely dark now.
The lights of Kagoshima City outline the shape of Kagoshima Bay, and the sea beyond is dark.
Sakurajima Volcano was also hidden in the pitch black night, completely invisible.
The wind from the sea continued to howl, rattling the doors and windows of the house.
Kazuma could even hear some parts of the house creaking.
He couldn't help but looked up.
There are many wooden houses in Japan, especially this kind of single-family building, many of which are wooden houses.
Shangquan Zhenggang comforted Hema: "Don't worry, I built this house with my own hands, and it is very strong. It has experienced countless typhoons for so many years, and it stands still, just like me."
He Ma glanced at the entry of "Last Breath" above the old man's head, thought for a while and said nothing.
Qingliu stood up: "Go and help, it seems that the typhoon is going to land early, I don't want to sleep in a house where the windows are blown away by the wind."
Honami also nodded: "Well, me too."
When He Ma saw that the two girls were going to help, he thought that it would be unreasonable for him not to help.
He saw that Shangquan was just about to speak, and the old man took the initiative to say: "You can help too. I was too eager to teach you this trick, and it will not take too much trouble to teach you when you are ready to deal with the typhoon."
As soon as the words fell, Mikako hurried into the dojo: "Hema! Who's here!"
He Ma: "Who's here?"
"It's that one! That one, Inaba! No, it's..." Mikako looked like she was racking her brains, but suddenly realized, "Shimo Inaba! Shimo Inaba is here!"
Shangquan just asked seriously: "Is it Lao Tzu or my son?"
"Son, son, son!" Mikako mentioned three sons in a row, "I forgot what they were called, the one defeated by Kazuma."
At this time, Kazuma remembered what Toda-senpai said this morning, Shimoba Akira was found missing early in the morning.
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
Shangquan was just striding towards the gate of the dojo: "Did you actually run over by yourself? How many times have I told you that I will not accept him as an apprentice!"
Mikako asked curiously: "Why, isn't it good to sell face to the police chief?"
"Because I think my strength is not yet to the point where I can turn dead wood into pillars." The old man said.
He Ma thought that the old man was indeed a poisonous tongue.
As long as he is a little softer, it will not allow Akihito Shimoba to get the entry of the Seven Deadly Sins.
While thinking this way, Kazuma followed the old man with the bizen long boat in his hand.
After walking two steps, he remembered that his knife had been cut, and it was shining brightly, so he might misunderstand it if he proposed it so that the neighbors could see it.
When Shangquanzheng first lived on this mountain, there were few neighbors, and they were well prepared for the typhoon, and the doors and windows were sealed with wooden boards.
But what if someone saw it
Hema turned around to look for the scabbard, but couldn't find it after searching around, only to remember that he had just fired the scabbard out and knocked out a painting of the old man Shangquan.
He raised his head and was about to run to the innermost part of the dojo, when he saw Qingliu coming with a scabbard.
"Give."
"Thanks."
Kazuma took the scabbard and put the knife in. At this moment, Kamizumi Zhenggang shouted angrily from outside the house: "Who told you to come here! I have said many times, I will not teach you as a student!"
Hema and Qingliu looked at each other, and ran out of the dojo quickly.
Shangquan was standing in the yard just now, staring at "that person" standing at the door.
A black mist lingered around Akihito Shimoinaba's body.
When He Ma saw the fog, he knew that something was wrong.
Akihito Shimoinaba might be possessed by something.
Kazuma immediately turned to look for Yuzao, and then saw her holding a stool beside her, on which the old lady was installing baffles for the windows.
While busy talking, the old lady said to Shangquan Zhenggang: "Old man, why are you so fierce! Can you drive people away in this weather? The nearest bus stop is at the foot of the mountain, and there are no taxis on this road to stop , it's going to rain again soon, let the children come and stay for one night!"
Shangquan just sighed: "Oh, yes. Come in."
Kazuma said loudly: "Wait a minute! I have a question for Inaba-san!"
Shang Quanzheng had just glanced at Kazuma and was about to speak when the raindrops fell, and in the blink of an eye, it turned from light rain to torrential rain.
"Come in and talk about it." Shangquan Zhenggang waved his hand, turned around and walked into the arena.
Kazuma glanced at Tamamo.
Yuzao's expression was very serious, and it was basically certain that something was wrong with this product.
Mrs. Umizumi jumped off the stool and said to Yuzao, "I'm going to put on a raincoat. You boys are free now, come and help me seal the window."
Kazuma glanced at Akihito Shimoba, who was still standing at the door in the heavy rain, hesitated for a while and replied, "Okay, I'll go put on my raincoat right now."
The old lady Umizumi ran into the edge, shook the water off her head under the eaves, and looked at Shimoinaba who was still standing at the door: "What's wrong with you, child? Come in quickly! You'll catch a cold if you're drenched in the rain!"
Lightning crossed the sky, illuminating the courtyard and the street, and of course Akihito Shimoba, and it was only then that Kazuma realized that this guy had a knife on his back.
The old lady Umizumi was speechless, and rushed into the rain with a stride, and rushed to Shimoba: "What are you doing, kid?"
Kazuma stopped the old lady loudly: "Wait a minute! Mrs. Umizumi, something is wrong with him!"
It was too late and then soon, another flash of lightning flashed in the sky, and thunder followed one after another, exploding in everyone's ears.
The moment the light of lightning disappeared, a cold light flashed behind Akihito Shimoinaba.
Hema reacted quickly, and directly drew his sword and used the black dragon.
The sheath of the scabbard took off Inaba's face at lightning speed, and collided with the cold light in the air.
Lightning flashed again, and thunder exploded.
Old lady Kanako Umizumi's half sleeve of her kimono cracked and fell down. The interference with the horse caused the knife to miss!
The old lady Umizumi stepped back again and again clutching her bare arms, staring in horror at Akihito Shimoinaba in front of her.
"Damn, Mr. Inaba?"
Akihito Shimoinaba laughed loudly, and took a step forward to swing his sword again—
Kazuma has already rushed forward, and in the light of lightning, Bizen Osafune drew a circular arc and took off Akiken Inaba's chest!
Got it!
A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and landed between Hema and Shimoba. The lightning flashed across the rain-soaked ground, and Hema's body was paralyzed for a while—
Grass, can it still be like this
Shimoinaba was completely unaffected, stepped forward, and slashed at Kazuma's chest.
Duanshi Qingyu suddenly appeared and blocked the knife.
"What are you doing?" Qingliu shouted at Kazuma, while dodging Shimoinaba's second knife, intending to use her petite stature to rush into the opponent's attack range.
However, a second bolt of lightning fell from the sky.
He Mafei kicked Qingliu away, but he was shocked again and became numb for a while.
No, Hema still has time to think, the power of this lightning is wrong, normal lightning strikes, I should be gone!
At this moment, Akihiro Shimoba came up to him, holding up the long knife in his hand.
Lightning like a swimming dragon in the air illuminated the shining long knife.
"Kiryu Kazuma! I am the chosen one!" Shouted Shimoinaba Shoken angrily, and swung his sword at the paralyzed Kazuma.
Flames splash.
Kamizumi, who was holding a broken blade, just stood in front of Kazuma, and bounced off the light of the sword that was slashed with thunderous force.
"I'm an old man, really underestimated." The old man sneered, "Who gave your leopard the guts to make trouble in front of my house?"
As the voice fell, Sakurajima Volcano, which was originally in darkness in the distance, erupted violently, and red magma rushed into the sky.