Chapter 726 I Know It

As if he had not seen the tragic defeat of the two companions in front of him, Kaizhi Amateur walked into the field holding the sword that he had seen in his hand.

Easy and freehand.

He pulled out his sword and waved it twice, and couldn't help but sigh.

Regardless of the weight, length, or even the degree of ease, it is far worse than the resentment.

Not quite.

"Isn't this old?" He turned around and asked, "It's more of an antique than a weapon. It looks expensive, right? Shouldn't it be kept well?"

"Swords are meaningless once they become antiques. It is best to use them as much as possible while they are still usable."

Shengtianmu waved his hand indifferently: "As the saying goes, make the best use of everything. If things like tools don't break, wouldn't they be meaningless?"

As a senior tool person, Huai Shi feels the deep malice of this world.

He took the knife in his hand and shook it twice. The blade made a buzzing sound.

I felt that it would be more convenient to swing a stick of this length, and I didn't realize how lame my posture was in the eyes of professionals.

Opposite me, Katori Ichiro couldn't help but frown.

The famous sword is covered in dust, and the entrustment is inhumane... This is probably what you are talking about, right?

"okay."

Huai Shi nodded. After becoming completely familiar with this weapon, he raised his head and smiled: "Let's get started."

The attendant next to him came up with a brand new protective gear, but Huai Shi didn't even look at it and waved his hand: "There is no need for such cumbersome things."

As soon as he said this, everyone frowned.

Sheng Tianmu's expression stiffened for a moment.

Behind him, Arakawa looked even more mocking.

"Humph, you're looking for death..."

Huai Shi moved her neck indifferently, then finally raised her head and looked at her opponent: "Katori Ichiro, is this really your name? Forget it, a fake name doesn't matter..."

He stared at that solemn face and suddenly said: "You are cheating, right?"

Katori Ichiro's face was expressionless, as if he didn't hear him at all.

It also seems that I just don't bother to pay attention to what laypeople say.

Huai Shi lowered her head, stared at the remaining blood stains on the floor, and suddenly laughed softly.

"If he didn't wear armor, Akutagawa wouldn't have failed so quickly..."

He said: "Although the sacrificial sword just now was too rough to be seen, it shouldn't be so embarrassing. Even without Qihe, he would not have fallen so quickly.

Bai Die was defeated too quickly, and you put too much pressure on him, leading him into a misunderstanding, thinking that you were unfathomable, but he didn't even notice that it was dark under the lamp——"

Baidie's defeat was so fast that he didn't have time to notice it and only heard the wind.

But he could clearly see the battle between Akutagawa just now.

Akutagawa seemed to strike first and gain the upper hand.

But in fact, it plays exactly into the opponent's hands.

Katori Ichiro deliberately waited, waiting for his opponent to take action, waiting for the opponent to reveal his flaws - and then used his profound knowledge to calmly avoid the real and attack the weak, and finally achieved the effect of defeating the enemy with one blow and instantly deciding the outcome.

After discarding all the use of source matter, in this pure sword showdown, all skills are just the application of mechanics and physiology.

It is true that strength, speed, nerve reflexes, etc. are all important, but if there is a flaw, the final result may be completely different.

But the most important thing is experience!

For an accomplished samurai like Katori Ichiro, everything in front of him has a set pattern to follow - since ancient times, almost all the changes in swordsmanship have been completed by his predecessors.

It can be said that for any duel played in any dojo nowadays, if you look back, you can find similar cases from the vast records.

For every trick, the corresponding method and optimal solution can be found.

Just like games such as Go, Shogi, and Xiangqi, once you accidentally fall into the old formula and are grasped by your opponent, you can basically play GG.

This is what is called, great merit deceives reason.

The moment Akutagawa's sacrificial sword was raised, more than 100,000 ways to crack it appeared in his opponent's mind, without even thinking.

Pure muscle memory will produce the most appropriate reflexes.

Just like if Huai Shi dares to use drummer and Yubu in front of Luo Xian, he will definitely be beaten in the end. These are all things that people are tired of playing with, and they are nothing more than trying to do what they like.

From a layman's perspective, this game is three versus one and unfair.

In fact, the opposite is true.

From the beginning, the outcome was disparate.

Katori Ichiro is almost in a winning position.

"Of course, even without the hindrance of armor, Akutagawa's reaction ability may not be able to reverse the situation, but if he had chosen a defensive and conservative style of play at the beginning, even if he failed to win in the end, he would not have lost so quickly and brutally. "

After listening to Huaishi's words, Katori Ichiro remained expressionless, but his eyes towards Huaishi became unhappy.

"You don't understand swordsmanship at all, do you?" He finally made a voice, full of indifference.

"Yeah, that's right."

Huai Shi nodded honestly: "I haven't learned it at all."

I don’t understand anything about virtual reality, residual heart, or looking back at the past.

I don't know any stance, sword tendons, or footwork!

"But I've seen a lot of martial arts competitions and stuff in comics and TV series -" he said loudly, "rounding it all off, it's equivalent to me knowing it!"

"..."

The corners of Katori Ichiro's eyes jumped, unable to conceal his anger and murderous intent.

No matter who it is, it will probably be difficult to calm down when hearing something that they have devoted their whole life to be so belittled and despised. Not mentioning him, other people in the audience also booed, and if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, they would probably be booing.

Huaishi, on the other hand, was still boasting: "Your swordsmanship is indeed very powerful, and your ability to see through and come first is also very strong, no, very strong... There are almost no gaps or shortcomings!"

He paused and suddenly smiled: "But you didn't realize that you have a fatal flaw——"

As he spoke, Huai Shi raised his hand and pointed at his face.

"——Have you noticed that I am taller than you?"

In an instant, the Yakuza who witnessed the scene almost collapsed, and even the audience could not restrain their anger and almost threw their teacups.

"Stop joking, you bastard!"

"Waste of time, fight quickly!"

"Chirp, you are still a man!"

"Mr. Katori, come on, chop him to death!"

But unlike those angry viewers, Katori Ichiro froze for a moment, and soon his face became ugly.

Because Huai Shi is right.

This is indeed...its own flaw.

Huai Shi was originally 175cm tall. After a year of development and one year, her height finally stabilized at 186cm. If she wears shoes, she can reach 188cm.

Among the sublimated ones, he is neither particularly tall nor particularly short, but in the middle range. The weight is also relatively light. At this height and weight, it is best to use Yinhun's agility and explosive skills.

And Katori Ichiro is 183.

The difference is only five centimeters.

But height is just the most superficial difference. In fact, the fatal flaw it brings...is the arm length!

Huaishi's wingspan is three centimeters longer than his!

An inch long, an inch strong!

Now, amid the noisy curses in the audience, Huai Shi slowly took off his suit jacket, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and exposed his forearms.

Spread your legs slightly, stand up from the ground, then raise your hands, hold the hilt of the sword in your hand, and hold it high.

In kendo, this is an out-and-out upper level structure.

The shape of Tang Bamboo is ready to go!

It is true that the chopping action is completely out of shape in swordsmanship and is not up to standard at all!

But no one can deny that Huaishi's height and arm length are fully utilized in such a weird posture.

With the advantages of height, wingspan and sword-holding posture, his attack distance is ten centimeters longer than Katori Ichiro!

"How's it going? Katori Ichiro?"

Huai Shi smiled: "How does it feel to be trapped in a cocoon?"

A swordsmanship contest after all the stigmata and elemental skills have been discarded?

That’s weird!

The next duel has nothing to do with swordsmanship!

If the opponent wants to use his rich experience to remain invincible, then what Huaishi has to do is to force the opponent out of the field of swordsmanship, and then use his rich experience to defeat him!

When Katori Ichiro abandoned miracles in order to eliminate variables, the outcome of the battle was already dominated by the cold laws of physics.

Now, when the nerve reflexes of both parties have reached their extreme peak and are at the same level, the changes in techniques are meaningless.

All that's left is just a simple calculation.

It is known that the height of Huaiji is 188CM, the arm span is 193CM, the length of the knife in his hand is 75CM, the nerve reflex speed is negligible, and the maximum muzzle velocity...

After a series of calculations, when Ichiro Katori stepped into the ten centimeter gap between them, how should he avoid defeat?

It's like Xiao Ming sitting in front of a swimming pool, looking at the broken pool in front of him, with water being poured out and water being filled in. He is helpless.

Could you kindly help him?

"Come on, Katori Ichiro."

Huai Shi stared at his enemy and asked curiously: "Why are you not moving?"

"It doesn't matter whether you are a Katori Shinto-ryu, a Yagyu Shinin-ryu, a Itto-ryu, a Kasumi-ryu, a mudslide, etc., come here!"

Now, after throwing away all irrelevant thoughts, he has become a pure machine, waiting for his opponent to enter his attack range.

Victory or failure lies within these ten centimeters.

In the gradually approaching deathly silence, he smiled and declared softly: "By the way, the target of my attack next...is also face!"

"Bastard thing!"

Katori Ichiro's face was livid and furious, he raised the sword in his hand and took a sudden step forward.

But Huaishi remained motionless and expressionless.

Like clay sculptures and wood carvings.

No response.

Even the pupils were not on him, but fell into some empty place. Get rid of all distracting thoughts, leaving only the purest stress reflex.