The Sword Deity in Tokyo

Chapter 86: Thousands of flashes and heavy rain

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Matsukawa Qianhui was also quite shocked when she saw the silent scene. Apparently Kimura Kazuki was right, he made this kendo match exciting.

Although there was no brilliant silver light in the room just now, nor was there any gorgeous swordsmanship.

But the bamboo-yellow afterimages and the powerful blows were enough to shock the otakus and otakus at the comic exhibition. When the bamboo knife in your hand turns into an afterimage, how fast does it happen? When the bamboo knives collide with each other and make a dull sound, how strong is the force

Even people who don't understand swordsmanship can imagine this. There is no gorgeous swordsmanship, no gorgeous colors, but the splendor of speed and power is no less brilliant. Even after seeing too much magnificence, this ordinary kind of splendor is even more shocking. And now they are watching with their own eyes, a match without any fraud, a duel of swordsmanship.

Some fans of "Legend of Sword" even had fanatical eyes and shortness of breath. Obviously this scene made their emotions high. There is no doubt that this is an activity they have not seen at other comic conventions.

Although the people who come to Comic Con are all nerds and otakus, they are not people without intelligence. The kendo performance just now made many people know that this might be the organizer's event. They probably couldn't get the 150,000 yuan. Although they complained in their hearts, they didn't say much. Because most comic conventions have too many similar activities.

The match just now can only be called a kendo performance, and now is the real kendo showdown. At this moment... they no longer have any dissatisfaction in their hearts. I just hope that this match can last longer. Although "Muramasa" has always been beaten by "Raikiri", the kendo match itself is enjoyable to watch, isn't it

It's just a pity that this game will not last long after all.

Seeing that his chop was blocked by Ono Nakao again, Kimura Kazuki didn't care, because it was on purpose. Just like Ono Nakao guided other contestants just now, he was also guiding Ono Nakao at this time.

And the swordsmanship he performed was a weakened version of the Heavy Rain Style. The Heavy Rain Style was born out of "Wanshan" and is the basic swordsmanship of Yagyu Hiken style. The Heavy Rain Style is a basic swordsmanship developed by Isshin Yagyu for his only disciple. This swordsmanship is used for daily training.

After all, performing "Ten Thousand Flashes" requires spiritual energy within the body. But the Rainstorm Pose is different. It does not require spiritual energy. It exercises the physical fitness and body coordination. Although the Heavy Rain Style does not have the extreme speed of "Ten Thousand Flashes", it can achieve the three points of speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

In just three seconds, Mucun Kazuki slashed or chopped about seven or eight times. This was because Ono Nakao couldn't react. He deliberately slowed down his speed and power.

The true Heavy Rain Style can slash five times in one second, which is Yagyu Isshin's ultimate speed. Although it is not as good as "Ten Thousand Flashes", it can slash five swords in one second without using spiritual energy, which is shocking enough.

Each sword in the Heavy Rain style is aimed at the enemy's waist, abdomen, arms and feet. It is not that they are unwilling to hit the head and heart, and these two positions are usually tightly protected, making it difficult to find flaws.

Of course, now Kimura Kazuki just uses the Heavy Rain Style at will, which is equivalent to feeding Ono Nakao. He didn't specifically call out the opponent's weak points, otherwise Ono Nakao would have been chopped to the ground by him with the first blow.

Click! —

The bamboo knife made a sour sound, but there was no dull but crisp sound. Bamboo shavings flew everywhere, a small gash appeared on the blade of the sword, and the tied bamboo pieces suddenly became fluffy. Obviously, even a quality-guaranteed bamboo knife cannot withstand such a powerful blow at such a speed.

Blocking another blow, Ono Zhongqing was knocked back a few steps by this huge force. He felt that he was about to die. He felt that a long time had passed in these few seconds. His hands were sore and numb, with severe pain. He has lost consciousness, and every move of the opponent's sword carries strong power.

Due to his high concentration, Ono Zhongqing's back was already soaked with sweat. He was breathing rapidly, and his forehead was covered with dense sweat. The salty sweat flowed down his temples, and some flowed through his eyes, but he did not dare to blink.

hold onto! Ono Zhongqing gritted his teeth and held the bamboo sword tightly with both hands. He knew that if the bamboo sword was let go, the duel would be over.

Ono Itto-ryu itself emphasizes vision, technique and speed. Although Ono Nakao has reached the realm of the inner eye, he knows that his ability to block every blow from Kimura Kazuki does not rely on the realm of the inner eye. Because when he noticed the surging air in the air, the opponent's bamboo knife had already struck him, and the opponent's speed was much faster than him. And the reason why he was able to withstand it was entirely because Kimura Kazuki's every slash was just right.

Every time he just raised his arm slightly or turned his body slightly, he could block it. This kind of resistance was too easy, letting him know that the other party did it on purpose. Kimura Kazuki was instructing him, so naturally he couldn't let the bamboo sword go. He had to hold on for ten seconds.

These ten seconds will definitely benefit him a lot.

And every time Ono Zhongqing barely resisted, he was also gritting his teeth and gathering strength. He knew that he could not passively resist for these ten seconds. It would be too embarrassing for Ono's family. He must have a strong counterattack.

Ono Nakao knew that Kimura Kazuki's flaw was obvious, or... because the opponent was pointing him out, so although the speed was incredibly fast, every hit had a trace, and this was the opponent's flaw. Although he felt ashamed in his heart, because this was not a flaw that he discovered, but was shown to him by his opponent. Maybe... the "Raikiri" in front of him was waiting for him to counterattack.

Wouldn't it be extremely disappointing if he didn't even have the courage to fight back

Every blow with the bamboo sword in Mucun Kazuki's hand was left with an afterimage. The bamboo sword in his hand was like a bamboo-yellow whip. The sound of the two swords intersecting had already been distorted by the wear and tear of the bamboo sword.

Ono Zhongqing retreated again and again. When he felt a hanging feeling at his heels, he felt a shiver in his heart. Can't go back anymore! If you retreat any further, you will fall off the booth...

Crunch! —

A sound of sore teeth came from the bamboo knife in his hand. This time when Ono Zhongqing was resisting, he took a strong breath and held on without taking another step back. His arms were so numb that he had lost all feeling, and he was holding on with willpower. The next moment, he let out a huge 'drink' sound from his mouth, seized the gap time after Mucunheshu's attack, held the bamboo knife in both hands, turned it into a semicircle, and slashed towards Mucunheshu in front.

As long as...as long as I can touch the corner of my clothes, I will succeed!

Ono Zhongqing's eyes were fixed on Mucun Kazuki. He used all his strength. He knew that this knife would never come back. He didn't even expect to hit Mucun Kazuki. He only hoped that this knife could touch Mucun Kazuki. corner of clothes.

However, the moment he swung the knife, he saw Kimura Kazuki holding the worn bamboo knife, tapping it lightly towards the ground, and then his body floated slightly. Ono Zhongqing's eyes blurred, and the bamboo knife in his hand hit the air. In the middle, he staggered... The next second, he felt a light tap on his back. He had already reached his limit and fell to the ground with a plop.

behind me…

The moment consciousness rose, he fell into endless darkness. Ono Zhongqing, who was lying on the stage, had already reached his limit. His whole body was sore. His lips wriggled and he passed out.

"Thanks…"

Although the voice was soft and the words were not finished, Mucun Kazuki behind him heard it.

(End of chapter)