One Step to The End: 0842 The belated duel
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"Ha! Ha! Ha..."
A loud and neat shout came from the dojo. Hundreds of young people in samurai costumes were practicing hacking on the grass. Behind it was an open archery dojo, many beautiful young women, Take turns to shoot arrows with a bow that is taller than a person.
"DaDaDa..."
Two fast horses rushed from outside the dojo. The first Zhao Guanren was very dazzling in a red robe, and the female grandmasters who followed were also cold and cold. The young people in the dojo stopped one after another, including the experienced masters. He also narrowed his eyes.
"Huh~"
Zhao Guanren suddenly jumped up from the horse and shot directly at the Kyudo Gym in a super-pretending posture. Many young people screamed, and Zhao Guanren also pretended to succeed and landed steadily outside the gym. , Pressing the Mie Ling Bao Knife in his hand, swaggering up the steps.
"Sir! Why are you here..."
Shimadzu Kasumi hurried over in small steps and knelt by the door in a proper manner. She also put on an archery suit with a white dress and pleated black skirt. In fact, it was a plagiarized right gusset and white dress. Jia Yisa, with a piece of calf leather tied to his chest to prevent bowstring damage.
"Let me see my two ladies..."
Zhao Guanren walked up and raised one foot. Jiachun gently helped him take off his two official boots and put them on one side neatly. Shimazu Akuno also ran out from the back hall, the little girl blushed and knelt. Come down to say hello, but she and Jiachun are not sisters, but the relationship between niece and aunt.
"Hello, sir, I am the curator of the gymnasium Sakai Miyama..."
A gray-haired old man stepped forward and bowed. Not far away there was a group of cold-faced middle-aged people kneeling. Of course, it was not only the Shimadzu family. The Japanese power was composed of countless large and small families, as well as various gangs and societies. There are also many people who disagree with Zhao Guanren.
"I have seen you all! This king, Zhao's official benevolence, the word Yunxuan..."
Zhao Guanren handed over and said the Japanese he had just learned. He came here naturally for this group of people. Wanting to subdue a group of people is more than just marriage. This group of people is engaged in the restoration of the samurai movement, which on the surface is a belief. In fact, he has a high-spirited butcher knife in his heart.
"I heard that you are brave and brave, can you please enlighten me..."
A burly big beard stood up. Although the modern Japanese are much taller, Zhao Guanren’s height of eight and three meters is almost out of the ordinary. The big beard suddenly stood up and wanted to prove that they too. The big man exists.
"Haha~ Junko, help me translate, I will listen or say..."
Zhao Guanren helped Jiachun and Qiunai up, holding their hands with a smile, and said, "We will be our own people soon. We will not dare to teach us. It is okay to open your eyes, but we still ask you to perform first. Now, let this king see your level!"
"Okay! Let's demonstrate the Kyudo first..."
The beard clapped his hands proudly. Zhao Guanren took Akino’s waist and sat cross-legged in the middle of the gym. Shimazu Akino shyly said: "Sir! Please, please don’t do this, we have not yet Getting married, the elders of the clan are watching too!"
"You are miserable! I am such a domineering person..."
Zhao Guanren smiled and said something in English. Qiunai could only bite her lip and did not speak, and the apprentices all knelt down to the sides, but he also had to admire the attitude of others. In the cold weather, both men and women only wear single clothes. There is only a pair of white socks on his feet.
"It's a show of ugliness!"
A middle-aged man carried the bow forward and bowed, the left half of his body was naked, he took a deep breath and stood on the edge of the gymnasium. The grass target ten meters away shot three arrows in a row, and the arrows all hit the red heart.
"Okay! It's **** slow and accurate..."
Zhao Guanren clapped his hands vigorously and shouted, and there was enthusiastic applause in the field. The middle-aged man turned around and bowed triumphantly. Generally, the archery hall shoots a 25-meter target, and 50 meters can reach the target. It's not easy, every arrow must hit a red heart to be proud of him.
"Hong'er! Show them a hand, do not use profound energy..."
Zhao Guanren's cheerful waving
Waving a hand, his archery skills cannot achieve the effect of crushing, but the female grandmaster he brought is different. It looks like she's only in her thirties, but in fact she's nearly fifty years old, she's still a serious child. The former female martial artist of the Eight Classics.
"Are there any hard bows? I can't make use of popping cotton..."
The female grandmaster took the bow and gently pulled it, but it broke with a "crack", and the faces of a group of Japanese changed all. After some exchanges, the beard personally went to the back hall to fetch a handful. Qing Gong also emphasized that this is an antique, worth one hundred thousand dollars.
"Gift bow? Forget it, make do with it..."
The female grandmaster took the Qing bow with a bit of disgust, picked three cone-headed arrows and clamped it in her left hand, but she didn't stand up, and suddenly kicked the iron pot on the tea seat, standing high on the iron pot. At the same time she flew up, she actually shot the iron kettle out with one arrow.
"Dangdangdang~"
The three crisp sounds almost came together in one go. The Japanese did not see what was going on. The black iron kettle was nailed to the target. It turned out that the first arrow shot the kettle out, and the second changed its direction. , The third shot through the iron pot and hit the target, but all three arrows were stuck in the center of the bull's-eye.
"..."
A group of Japanese people opened their mouths dumbfounded, including Zhao Guanren, who was also dumbfounded. No one dared to show off his skills on the battlefield. He had never seen a champion martial artist pretending to be so powerful. He didn't make a move, otherwise he would be ashamed.
"Okay! Although it is a bit worse than this king, but it is also very good. Going back and rewarding..."
Zhao Guanren hurriedly jumped up and boasted. The female grandmaster was not at all dissatisfied with him. She turned around and bowed with joy. The Japanese stood up and applauded collectively. They are impeccable in this respect, and they are simply not as good as others. Admit defeat.
"Your Excellency! We want to learn about kendo with you, neither side is allowed to use abilities..."
The bearded man walked up with a bamboo knife, and all the fools saw that the female grandmaster was not easy, and her little arm was thicker than the girl’s calf, but Zhao Guanren, the big-eyed son of the eyebrows, looked better to bully. It must be useless.
"Akino! How about you come and play with your husband..."
Zhao Guanren took the bamboo sword and looked at Qiuna. Qiuna was wearing kendo protective clothing. She jumped up and accepted it, but when she wanted to get the helmet, Zhao Guanren waved her hand and said: "No! I won't hurt my husband. You, but you win as long as you touch my clothes!"
"Don't underestimate me, I am very powerful..."
Qiu Nai waved the bamboo knife in a charming manner, stepped forward and bowed in a proper manner. Zhao Guanren took off the spirit-killing knife and threw it to the female grandmaster, beckoned to her with a smile, Qiunai immediately yelled and slashed. Come and change direction instantly.
"Oh, it's amazing, it's really dazzling..."
Zhao Guanren easily leaned back and hid. He has never learned any swordsmanship seriously, but just like he commented on Shen Qingwen before, he is definitely not Shen Qingwen’s opponent, but if he fights on the battlefield, he can kill ten times. Shen Qingwen.
"Yeah!"
Qiu Nai continued to chop and chop unconvincingly, but Zhao Guanren turned around very quickly and stabbed her in the middle of her ass. She yelled, "Yeah", and cursed shamelessly with a flushed face, Missy’s. The temper suddenly broke out, and he used all his skills to attack again.
"Kiss!"
Suddenly Zhao Guanren picked her sideways and flew her bamboo knife away. At the same time, Qiunai screamed and fell backwards, but she fell into Zhao Guanren's arms, like in a romance movie. Zhao Guanren, the protagonist of the actor and actress, looked down at him condescendingly.
"Take wheat (don't)!"
Qiu Nai looked at him with a blushing face, her little mouth was immediately kissed hard, Qiuna Jiao punched him angrily, and knelt down to the corner with her mouth, causing the young man to burst into laughter. , Only Shimazu Jiachun clenched her fist coldly.
"Your Excellency! Please advise..."
The beards finally came on the court in person, and after bowing to each other, they immediately thundered. The speed of the attack made ordinary warriors embarrassed, and even the female master praised: "
Sure enough, this stupid big man has two tricks. Without the assistance of profound energy, he has a rank five skill! "
"Papa......"
Two bamboo knives can hit more than 20 times. The two have been moving quickly. Zhao Guanren has also been passively defending. But anyone who knows how to do it can see that Zhao Guanren not only carries a right hand on his back, but also uses it. Holding the bamboo knife with his left hand reversed, it was obvious that he was deliberately making a big beard.
"Medium!"
Zhao Guanren suddenly turned around and squatted on one knee. The bamboo knife he held back was stabbed out from behind. The beard just slashed in the air, making it too powerful to take the knife. When he looked down in astonishment, the bamboo knife had already stabbed him. In his heart, he would be chilled if he was a real sword.
"I, I lost! Thank you for your advice..."
The beard took two steps back with a pale face, and bowed deeply to Zhao Guanren. The other people who were eager to try also completely convinced and clapped vigorously.
"Everyone! It doesn't matter whether we win or lose, it's just a discussion between family members..."
Zhao Guanren turned on the watch's external function, and said with sorrow: "But I saw your beautiful homeland, causing a group of white people to be poisoned like this. You dare not even go out of the valley. I really feel heartache. This is my wife’s hometown, our children’s paradise!"
"Oh~"
A group of Japanese sighed. They must have never watched a live broadcast of the goods. A sentence of "family" shortened the distance between each other. Zhao Guanren spoke with each other for more than ten minutes. A group of middle-aged people cried on the spot. The young man yelled, wishing to rush out and kill the white man.
"Families must take care of your health, we will definitely be able to retake the city and drive away the invaders..."
Zhao Guanren asked people to take out a small box of vaccines and sent them to his "family" one by one. Many people were touched again with tears in their eyes. Finally, at their strong request, the Shimadzu chief came here in person. Next, he actually invited the Shimadzu family heirlooms out.
"Oh~"
Zhao Guanren issued an exaggerated exclamation. He just saw that a pair of black and red lacquered armor appeared after an exquisite wooden cabinet was opened. The helmet came with a red ghost face, a pair of mighty golden horns on his head, and The golden brim of the cirrus clouds is like a daimyo-level armor.
"No! This is too expensive, although I like it very much, but I can't ask for..."
Zhao Guanren kept touching his left hand and swaying his right hand, but the big beard knelt down and shouted: "Please wear this ancestral armor. Only you can lead us to regain the city and rebuild our home. And to restore the glory of our Shimadzu family, please!"
"Please!"
Regardless of men and women, knelt down, Zhao Guanren squeezed out a few tears and moved and said: "We are all victims in the face of the disaster. As long as everyone is willing to fight with me, I will let the glory of the Shimadzu family rise to the sky. Live up to the grace of the heavens and live up to the Qing, Junko! Akino! Put on armor for your king!"
"Hay!"
The aunts and nephews got up immediately, took off their dragon robes with their own hands, and wore armors religiously. How did you know that Zhao Guanren was a lot taller than the stalwart Shimadzu ancestors, and the breastplates looked like the umbilicals. A few pieces were removed from the other armor, which made him look domineering and mighty.
"Ha!"
Zhao Guanren suddenly drew the Toyo sword in his waist and cut off the pillar in the room with a single knife. The powerful force value shocked the audience again. When he raised the long sword and shouted, he didn't know what the declaration meant. , The people of the older generation kowtowed their heads and shed tears, chanting that their ancestors have returned.
"Master! What did you burn? This is too high..."
Song Qian hid the suspicious glance off the court, and Shen Qingwen smiled and said: "Rosemary! It can make blood spurt, but once it gets on the head, like Yun Xuan said, I hope to kill everyone here. Everyone, or be beaten to death by everybody! Haha~"
"Long live! Long live! Long live..."
Long live the people in the gymnasium. A group of white soldiers are basking in the sun in the camp. Hearing the noise for no reason, they feel that there is a murderous spirit, and they are rushing towards them...