165 Swallow
Muto is good at fast fighting, allowing others to rush towards Maki quickly without being seen by others. Maki swung his sword upright to face Muto's attack in a counterattack. If the speed of both parties is the same, then there will be communication between them.
Only for a moment.
But Muto would not give him such a chance, or he felt that if he was hit by the opponent, it would appear that he was not good at swordsmanship. He had practiced with his father for so long, and if he still got hit by him under such conditions,
That’s really a shame for all the hard training I’ve done in the past.
While thinking about it, the steps under his feet became more brisk and elegant, and for a moment it seemed that he was speeding up and attacking Maki even faster.
On the contrary, Maki didn't seem surprised at all by this sudden acceleration of the attack. He unhurriedly drew his sword and stabbed it a few times. The speed of this attack seemed to be specially designed to deal with Muto's acceleration attack.
, Muto was a little surprised. He really didn't understand this kind of acceleration, but one thing he knew was that his achievements were blocked by the opponent.
This forced him to face the stimulation of the opponent's attack three times, and rushed straight to Muto's face. Muto had no choice but to stop himself and bend down to avoid the opponent's attack.
Although the opponent did not succeed, Muto turned around and fell from the side. What happened on the battlefield happened in a blink of an eye. The disciples below the field had not yet understood what happened, but Muto had already thrown himself out. Look,
The sword master who understood didn't need to say anything, but the brothers who couldn't understand were all clamoring in the hope that the senior brother could come forward and explain.
Chang Yuan clearly understood that this was a disaster coming, and he knew that the people who came to play at this moment were very powerful. If there was no way to suppress the opponent's arrogance at this time, then the second game would probably be a bad one if he played on his own.
A small challenge.
When he was preparing for the next attack, Muto on the field had already begun to slowly stand up. No one knew him better than him. How quickly the attack just happened, but such an attack still made the opponent suffer.
Blocked, from this we can see that this Maki stepped forward to kick the ball. He really had experienced many battles and had to bring up all his energy.
Facing him, when he was thinking about whether to use a special move, Chang Yuanming in the audience said something to Muto. He said: "Xiu, show your true skills, otherwise our Muto Kendo Hall will lose face."
It’s all embarrassing, you don’t want to be the son of the Sword Master, and if someone tells you, it will embarrass your father.”
What he said was a slap in the face. It really hurt Muto Osamu's face. Although he said he would not follow his father's expectations and become a seed player of Sword Master, no matter what, his strength was
Well, he wouldn't be said to be a coward, the son of the Sword Master. It would really disgrace his family's reputation.
When he was pretending to be worried, the opponent's Maki took the lead in launching an attack. The time of his attack happened to be when Muto was in a trance, and the timing was just right.
He used the unique skill of his genre: Tiger Fang. The sword body was circled by a burst of fire. From a distance, it looked like a pair of claws hunting a tiger, and it rushed toward Mu Teng. But Mu Teng was already fully focused at the moment, seeing the light of fire.
He quickly lowered his head to dodge when he flew up. He didn't care whether this posture was cool or not, but what was more important was to save his own life.
After it didn't matter whether he won or lost, Muto then began to concentrate on facing his opponent. At this time, Maki missed a hit and turned around to start the second blow. At this moment, Muto was already concentrating on the bamboo sword in his hand.
He is very aware of the toughness and strength of the bamboo sword in his hand. If he exerts his full strength, the sword in his hand will not be able to hold up at all and will collapse in an instant. In an instant, it may be reflected by the move and turned into ashes just like the move Maki used just now.
It's possible, so the battle rhythm and the output power must be balanced. Otherwise, if the moves are not used and the hands are bladeless, it will be really laughable.
While he was controlling his power, Maki's attack had already reached Muto. At this moment, Muto finally used all his strength and whispered to Maki: "Feiyan."
As soon as he finished his sentence, the sword in his hand disappeared in an instant. Maki's attack did not notice the direction of the bamboo sword's attack, but this sudden disappearance of the attack made him be careful for a long time.
He doesn't believe that a knife can really disappear out of thin air.
Lost, he must have gone to a place that no one else knows about, so where could he be?
In all directions, up, down, left and right, he observed everything carefully, but there was no visible place! So where would the bamboo sword go?
While he was thinking this, a bamboo knife suddenly appeared out of nowhere and hit his right leg in an instant, causing him to flip over.
Not to mention the prepared third blow of Huya, even the strength of his body was really too much for him to bear at this level. The pain in his body suddenly made him squat on the ground, the knife in his hand was knocked down, and his attack had to be stopped.
He fell down, and at this moment Muto quickly stepped forward and grabbed the bamboo knife that fell aside. He hit the opponent on the head and said: "You lose."
The attacks from both sides took place in just a few words, but the intensity of the attacks left the audience dumbfounded. They didn't expect that Muto could actually do it in the blink of an eye when he was just careless and unprepared how to strike.
He turned the tables and knocked his opponent to the ground in the blink of an eye. This really looked down on his own kendo gym!
How should I put it? Or should I say that he really deserves to be the son of the sword master! When the brothers and sisters were thinking this, Muto Seiran was watching this scene with a smile, thinking that this little guy has not seen Kendo for a few days.
His kung fu has improved a lot, not bad, and he did not waste his efforts to keep him there to train seriously. When he was thinking this, Maoli next to him seemed to glance at him, and came closer. He whispered to Qing Qing
Lan whispered in his ear: "You see what I said is right. Your son is a ghost and you don't dare to suffer any losses, so you can send him out without worry. He will not let your reputation be ruined."
Wudang Qinglan just glanced at him and said nothing. Instead, he silently walked to the center of the stage to pick up his son. Although he didn't say anything, this move made Wudang Xiu feel excited in his heart.
Nuanyi, he hasn't spoken to his relatives for a long time. It would be great if he could take advantage of this situation to have a conversation between father and son.
Chapter completed!