I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 189: About that it took me so long to play Kendo for so long…
“Huh?”
Unlike Hei Hachiro's aggressive debut, Kurosaki was calmly adjusting his breathing in place. The previous fight had also consumed a lot of energy, but the vindictive aura surrounding his body was still slowly rising.
Heihachiro's stick dragged sparks on the rock platform, while Kurosaki quietly watched Heihachiro approach. Both sides didn't need to say anything more after hitting this. When he got close to a certain distance, Heihachiro stopped a little, and swung the big stick up and carried it on his shoulders.
"The Nine Ghosts Group, Heihachiro Nine Ghosts, join us."
"Show the flow, Kurosaki Nagahide, enter."
The low roars of the heroes of the two sides shook the air, and the faces of the nine ghosts outside the battle formation showed trembling factors one after another.
Heihachiro stepped forward in the low roar. Taking advantage of the attack distance, he grabbed the big stick and smashed it towards Kurosaki.
The copper-skinned protruding stick pulled out a chilling shriek in the air. Of course, Kurosaki couldn't hit the front, and evaded to the right like a reflex.
The big stick almost rubbed against Kurosaki's clothes and hit the ground. The heavy impact shattered the rock plate, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye overturned the surrounding meadows, and also made Kurosaki, who was planning to fight back, lose his balance.
Grabbing the half-missing gap, Heihachiro, who missed with a single shot, directly slammed into him. Such a move was beyond Kurosaki's expectations, and the huge difference in weight between the two sides caused him to be instantly knocked out.
Kurosaki, who was knocked into the air, took advantage of the distance and shot three darts with his hand.
Three darts lined up and shot at the target, but Heihachiro roared like a grizzly bear. He tightened his muscles and took down the shot darts without dodging!
The dart pierced deeply into Heihachiro's arm, and the latter rushed forward in the blood spatter, and once again swung the big stick towards Kurosaki.
A big stick with murderous intent slammed towards Kurosaki in the middle. If it was hit, the whole person would be broken into two pieces. At that moment, the scythe of the **** of death almost stuck to Kurosaki's neck, but it was ejected immediately.
I saw Kurosaki facing the swung big stick, leaning back with an almost flat motion. The protruding teeth of the big stick almost tore open Kurosaki's shirt, but after all, he swung into the air with a roar.
Heihachiro, who had failed again, roared in frustration, and Kurosaki, who had crossed the dead line, jumped up like a spring and bullied Heihachiro in the blink of an eye. At this time, Heihachiro opened the door wide due to swinging his big stick, and Kurosaki's short stick stabbed him hard.
In the flash of electric light, Hachihiro let out a wailing cry, but in the next instant, he gritted his teeth and raised his head to release a headbutt at Kurosaki!
Heihachiro's savage stick frightened his opponents, but this headbutt, enough to smash a rock plate, was his hidden trump card. Even Kurosaki didn't expect the opponent to be able to counterattack in such a situation, so he could only grit his teeth and push it hard.
The two headbutts collided, and a dull thud hit everyone's eardrums.
At that moment, everyone even felt the ground shaking under their feet, but they couldn't move their steps away from the two heroes who were hard-headed.
You can see the dark red blood dripping down from Kurosaki's forehead, but after half a beat, it was a burly man who slowly fell to the side. Heihachiro rolled his eyes and fell on his back, and although Kurosaki was swaying in place, he still didn't fall down——
From the point of view of common sense, the victory and defeat have already been announced, and the faces of the nine ghosts who watched the battle showed strong and shaken expressions. When Kurosaki looked at them half a step later, the shaking instantly turned into panic, almost instinctively backed away, and some even lost their weapons.
"Beware!"
Kurosaki breathed a sigh of relief, and Kazuma's anger suddenly sounded.
As soon as the warning omen struck, Kurosaki jumped to the side and raised his short stick to block—a subconscious move that saved his life.
The big stick that was smashed from the side in an instant had unprecedented strength and speed. The short stick that was impacted was directly dented and deformed, and Kurosaki flew out to the left under the violence.
"What..."
Kurosaki saw the figure of the perpetrator at the moment of smashing.
It's Heihachiro, who should have been beaten by him.
And the horse also saw it.
"I mean, are you a robot?" Kazuma couldn't help but ask, the last Japanese who could fight so well, he still remembered Chen Zhen's last enemy Fujita in "Jingwumen".
Of course Kazuma has seen some very tough enemies before, but they are either not Japanese or Japanese who have been transformed by kgb.
It's not the same if it's been transformed by kgb, after all, it's kgb.
It was quite shocking to see Heihachiro, who was knocked down, standing on the ground like a Gundam.
Not only that, but the muscles on his body are one size larger than before, the skin on his hands and feet has turned dark, and his expression has become extraordinarily hideous. There are even horn-like protrusions on both sides of his forehead, forming a ferocious ghost.
In addition, I don't know if it's an illusion, the black knight seems to see the black energy rising from Heihachiro?
What the hell! ?
Kurosaki glanced at Kazuma, convinced Kazuma could see it too, so he was stunned.
Under Heihachiro's violent blow, he flew back seven or eight meters before landing. After landing, Kurosaki rolled on the ground by inertia for two weeks and then stood up straight, but the numbness and severe pain from both arms made him It was almost impossible to hold the weapon—in fact, the short stick that was bearing the impact was now bent into a crescent shape, and the bends were bombarded with electric shocks, as if it was unusable.
There is a deafening roar over there. Heihachiro, who was full of ferocity and arrogance, raised his head and howled. He couldn't feel any rational emotions in that shrill howl, but more of an inexplicable but extremely strong resentment. Even the nearby nine ghosts were panicked.
The howling Heihachirou moved his confused gaze to the nearest Kurosaki, swung his stick in his backhand, and walked towards him with murderous intent.
Kurosaki gritted his teeth and took a stance to attack, but Heihachiro, who was striding, suddenly stopped.
Heihachiro, who stopped, glanced vigilantly at the figure that suddenly stepped into the space between him and Kurosaki.
The man didn't draw his sword, he just stood there and glanced at him lightly, but there was something almost timid in Heihachiro's thin consciousness. Heihachiro roared as if trying to overturn this emotion, but his threats could not shake the other party in the slightest.
"Are you okay? Kurosaki-kun." Kazuma, who stood between the two, glanced at Kurosaki.
"Cough, sorry, I made you look ugly..." Kurosaki coughed, and it seemed that it would take quite some time to regroup.
"Don't worry about it, leave it to me next, you can just help me scramble by the side."
"Be careful, that guy is extraordinary."
"Relax, I've dealt with similar things. I'm very familiar with them, very familiar." Kazuma smiled slightly, and his eyes moved to Heihachiro who was roaring over there.
The "similar things" mentioned by Hema refers to the ghost Jiazuo encountered by Chang'an Lake.
Jia Zuo Zhengzhang was originally just a weak scholar who used brainwashing to make illegal profits, but he was used as an experiment by Fortune Technology by the Changan Lake. After being injected with super serum, he became a violent ghost, comparable to Ma and Qingliuhua It took strength to get rid of him - at this moment, Heihachiro's feeling towards Kazuma is no different from that of the ghost man Jiasa at that time. It is estimated that it is also a perverted product created by Fortune Technology and the mysterious side.
Heima glanced at the top of Heihachiro's head, and saw that the vague ghost characters entangled in black gas had now become clear, and the words "ghost transformation" condensed from black gas were emitting a dim light on the top of his head. Heihachiro, who had transformed into a ghost, roared, revealing an unheard-of ferocity.
However, Kazuma looked at Heihachiro, who was intimidating, and his mood was inconceivably calm, and even gave birth to a wonderful sense of superiority like a man's arm being a car.
That sense of superiority for no reason, just like a lion is naturally convinced of its own superiority when it confronts a hyena, it is an instinctive talent like the suppression of blood.
And this sense of superiority is not just a feeling of being alone with Ma. As evidence, Heihachiro, who was confronting him, never dared to attack him despite roaring again and again.
"What's the situation?"
And Ma wondered. When Heihachiro first appeared, he didn't have such an obvious feeling, but after he turned into a ghost, he suddenly had such a feeling.
Kawama stared at Heihachiro's head-turning ghost entry, doubting whether it was related to the entry, but his heart suddenly surged with high fighting spirit.
This is the first time that I don't need a reason to be convinced that I have the upper hand, and I don't know how to believe that I have a chance to win. He didn't think about the reason, and He Ma indulged his high fighting spirit. At this time, he suddenly heard a faint screeching in his ears.
He Ma looked down and saw Zheng Zong pop out of the scabbard at some point.
He Ma reached out and pressed the handle of the knife, always feeling that the authentic sound was clearer than ever. Kazuma then focused his attention on his ears and listened carefully to the authentic sound of the knife. Unconsciously, the world gradually quieted down.
Feeling fresh, Kazuma simply closed his eyes and put all his senses into the authentic body in his hands~IndoMTL.com~ After a while, the sound of the knife finally disappeared, and the world was completely silent.
Koma opened his eyes and was taken aback.
"What?"
I saw Heihachiro in the distance unknowingly rushed to the position two or three steps in front of him, wrapped in ghostly energy, and swung down the big stick with a grim expression. At this moment, the big copper-toothed stick was less than a punch away from He Ma's forehead, but it was suspended in the air as if still.
It wasn't just Heihachiro and the big stick that stood still. He and Marjorie turned their heads and looked to the side, and saw a few clods that were kicked away floating in the air as if they were enchanted.
Not far behind the clod is Nagasaki Kurosaki's anxious face. I saw that he was lowering his body in a sprint-like posture, and compared to the still space around him, Kazuma could see traces of slow movement on his hands and feet.
He Ma smiled and pulled the authentic from his waist. Compared to usual, this action cost him more energy. Therefore, Kazuma didn't waste any more energy, aiming at the dantian position where the black qi accumulated on Heihachiro's body, and released a tooth protrusion.
From Heihachiro's big stick swinging to Kazuma's flashing behind him and sheathing his sword, it was just a split second of effort.
Heihachiro, who was pierced by a tooth protrusion, looked over with a puzzled look on his face, as if he wanted to say something, but after all, he fell back slowly to the ground. After he fell to the ground, Heihachiro twitched all over, and the surrounding muscles shrank as if leaking air.
"The police, the police department supplement?"
Kurosaki, who had rushed to rescue him, finally stopped, but he couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of him.
"I know you have a lot of problems." Feeling the inexplicable weakness gushing out of his body, he waved his hand with Ma.
"But we'll talk about it when we get back to the dojo."
He Ma's expression at this time seems to be entering the time of a sage.