Chapter 727 Come, Let Me Show You Something Good...

For a long time, Katori Ichiro remained motionless.

Do you still need to see this?

No need at all!

The opponent's posture and muscle language are completely undisguised. What he is preparing is a slash like wind and thunder, as sharp as a flash of light, and it flashes away.

Pure speed has been accumulated in this rigid and inflexible posture, surpassing himself. As long as you dare to step into the ten centimeters difference between each other's attack range, what awaits you will definitely be a thunderous strike.

But the structure of the upper section has its flaws——

In the silence, Katori Ichiro's mind was spinning.

If the opponent wants to win by distance, then he can also do the opposite and use distance.

It is true that there is a gap of ten centimeters in the limit range of the attack, but it still takes time for the opponent's blade to land on him. If he rashly adopts a mid-range attack, he will put himself in danger, so...

While thinking, the body has already reacted naturally.

Katori Ichiro lowered his body, bent down, bent his legs, and stretched out the horizontal sword in his hand, pointing at Huaishi's lower body.

Simple geometry.

Huai Shi also changed his posture.

middle section.

Thrust frame.

"throat."

His sword blade was pointed straight at Katori Ichiro's vitals, and he told where he would attack next. The thrust minimizes the cutting distance and maintains the advantage of the attack range.

Put all your power into this blow.

Before the opponent's attack reaches him, penetrate his throat——

It was at that moment that Katori Ichiro smiled and sheathed his sword.

Like flowing clouds and flowing water, the movements are natural and harmonious. They have been practiced thousands of times and have been engraved in the bone marrow. All reactions and textures have been used in a process that has been repeated for an unknown amount of time. .

This is... the sword-drawing technique!

The moment he reacted, he had already shot out electricity towards Huai Shi!

Shuchichi!

It is still a swordsmanship that is so pure and flawless - relying on the toes to exert force and drive the body, it actually achieves the terrifying effect of pushing forward without any warning.

After a quick acceleration, the soles of his feet stepped on the floor, and his speed increased sharply for the second time!

Immediately afterwards, under the operation and push of his knees and muscles, he was almost flying close to the ground, and his speed accelerated three times!

In this instant change, he had already jumped into the 'ten centimeters' killing range of Huai Shi - but this time the change of moves was too fast, and Huai Shi's thrust was too late.

Rubbing his face through.

Missed opportunity!

Today, Katori Ichiro relies on his swordsmanship to break away from the measurement of numbers and surpass physics!

The situation is reversed!

"It's now--"

It was at that moment that Huai Shi drew his sword and defended himself.

But it's too late.

In the scabbard that was supported by his left hand, the long sword turned into iron light under the pull of his right hand and flew forward!

——Katori draws his sword!

If it is used with the source material, this sword will definitely be more mysterious and more terrifying, right? But now, it is still fast enough.

The arm strength and skills he has trained hard for many years are enough to cut people in two in an instant!

It doesn't matter even if Huai Shi blocks the sword. When the distance is close, it is now his home court - the opponent has entered a fixed position, and he has a hundred thousand ways to adapt to the situation, putting the paper-wielding amateur to death!

He grinned and roared: "Cunt!"

At the same time, what came to him was a shout that made him unbelievable:

"--noodle!"

The instantaneous changes and interlacings blurred everyone's eyes, making it difficult to see the changes clearly.

Only a high-pitched voice was heard.

It was the scream of steel, the sound of the blade rubbing against each other so loudly.

Its sharp voice spread and was submerged in the noisy exclamations that followed.

The two people's movements stopped in place.

The sweet heat fell from the top of his head and fell on Katori's face. The blood spread and fell to the ground.

He stared blankly, looking at the sword blade that was only a hair away from his own eyes - he was only so small that he was almost non-existent from death.

He lost.

When he raised his head stiffly, he saw Huai Shi's cut hand - and the broken blade in his hand.

"The victory has been decided."

Huai Shi smiled and declared softly: "I won."

Katori Ichiro fell into a daze.

The lips moved.

incredible.

I couldn't believe what I saw at that moment...

Just now, steel screamed, not once, but... twice!

It's just that the interval between the two is so narrow that many people can't tell them apart. Among them, the second time was the sound of his sword being blocked.

The first sound... was the wail of the sword blade in Huai Shi's hand breaking.

When Katori pounced and passed the ten centimeter margin of victory, Huaishi drew his sword and defended, as if he had expected it. Right in front of Katori Ichiro, he raised his hand and pressed it on the sword——

Then, he broke his sword into two pieces!

Crisp and neat.

That movement was so skillful that it seemed like it had been rehearsed countless times in the mind.

In an instant, the sword in his hand turned into a pair of swords!

When Katori Ichiro reacted, the part of the blade he held in his hand was in front of the sword, forcing him to take a move, while the other broken blade was already fixed in front of his eyes.

Declare the arrival of victory.

Then, the dust settled and the winner was decided.

In the dead silence after the hustle and bustle outside, Huai Shi raised the palm holding the sword blade, pushed Katori Ichiro's sword aside, took a step back, released his palm, and let the sword covered in his own blood The blade clattered to the ground.

The other broken blade with a handle was still pressed against his face.

Katori Ichiro stared blankly at the sword blade in front of him for a long time, and finally raised his head and looked at Huai Shi.

"Did you have this in mind from the beginning?"

He asked hoarsely, "That was your plan from the beginning?"

"You're a scumbag, right? But there's no other way. I can't beat you in swordsmanship." Huai Shi shrugged and responded helplessly: "Of course you need a red heart and be prepared with both hands."

From the beginning, he never dared to underestimate Katori Ichiro.

It is true that the stigmata and source matter cannot be used, and the swordsmanship has its limits.

It is true that his arms and height are longer than Katori Ichiro, so he has an advantage...but what's the use?

Aren't the so-called skills and tricks the power that allows people to break through their limits, make up for their shortcomings, and reverse the situation of the battle?

If Katori Ichiro's swordsmanship can bridge this short ten centimeters and close the distance, what will he do then?

Therefore, it is better to use the trick... stimulate him, guide him, seduce him, and deliberately close the distance.

Zoom in to within 75cm of the length of the knife——

Then, double sword versus single sword!

From the beginning, Katori Ichiro has jumped into the routine of Huaishi.

This is not a lack of fighting experience, but a lack of change in the field of cunning - whoever has no problem with his mind would have thought that his opponent would suddenly break off his knife and play with him?

"You must rarely fight life and death battles with others, right?"

Huai Shi lowered her head, studied his stunned look, and couldn't help but shake her head: "When you meet a guy who can stuff explosives between his teeth, you won't think breaking a sword is such a big deal."

This is against the rules!

This is against the rules!

Katori Ichiro wanted to say this, but in the silence, he finally closed his eyes.

Silent sigh.

He let go of the sword in his hand.

"I failed." He bowed his head respectfully: "Thank you for your advice."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Huai Shi raised her hand happily and patted his shoulder: "This Xiaoxiang, it is normal for young people to be proud and complacent after they have achieved achievements. When you go back, remember to practice more, work hard every day, and don't slack off. Only then can we become a pillar of our current situation!"

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked sideways at the referee.

"Are you mute? Speak."

The referee was stunned for a moment, his stiff expression twitching, and finally he said: "Victory, the victory has been decided!"

The winner is the amateur!

So, Huai Shi turned around, looked around at the stiff faces outside the field, raised his eyebrows, and smiled.

Immediately afterwards, from the silence, there was crisp applause.

From the highest place.

Sheng Tianmu smiled, raised his hands, clapped them twice, then looked back at the faces in the field, waiting quietly.

Until those people finally realized from the old man's gaze, they raised their hands in panic, applauded vigorously, and scrambled to be the first!

Thunderous applause emerged out of nowhere, filling the entire banquet, cheering for this victory that established the alliance as the leader!

Enduring.

Even if his palms turned red, he didn't dare to pause or delay at all.

Until Sheng Tianmu raised his hand with a smile and pressed it down. In an instant, the entire place was silent.

Only helpless voices came from the side.

"No matter how much you want to show off your power, it's a bit too much, father." Lihua raised her eyes and said, "Mr. Huai Zhi is still bleeding."

Sheng Tianmu suddenly understood, patted his head, and showed a kind smile: "Look at my impatient temper, Arakawa-kun, Arakawa-kun, can you ask a doctor to take care of it?"

"Hmph." Arakawa's expression was gloomy, and he wanted to say something, but in the end, he lowered his head: "You are the president of the alliance, of course you have the final say, whoever comes -"

"No need."

Lihua stood up and said softly: "Father, please talk first and arrange a room to rest. I will help Mr. Huai Zhi take care of it."

As he spoke, he pulled up the hair around his ears and showed a beautiful smile.

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the entire venue suddenly stagnated, and a low noise spread. Everyone looked at Huai Shi with more and more fiery eyes, almost burning this bitch to death here.

Lihua smiled and was generous.

Then under the guidance of the servants, he took Huai Shi and left the banquet hall.

Huai Shi felt that she was not feeling well again.

Not excited, but uncomfortable.

The sense of crisis coming from Lihua became more and more disturbing.

Along the way, Lihua walked in front with a smile. After the servant opened the door, she turned back and ordered: "Mr. Huaizhi and I have confidential matters to discuss, so you don't have to get close."

"Yes." The servant nodded wildly, stepped back respectfully, then turned and left.

In the dead silence, Lihua watched the person go away, then slowly closed the door and smiled at Huai Shi who looked cautious and confused in the room.

In Sophora japonica poems, you want to speak but stop, and you stop talking but you want to.

Be attentive and alert.

I'm afraid that she would take off her hypocritical mask in this deserted place and try to show off her animal desires and ruin her innocent body.

"Mr. Huai Zhi, don't be nervous."

Sheng Tianmu Lihua smiled, walked in, and said softly: "Come, I will show you something good..."

As she spoke, she lifted her hair, untied her belt, then opened her spacious neckline, and slowly took off her exquisite and gorgeous robe.

In Huai Shi's dull sight, he revealed himself...a tight leather jacket with no reflection at all, as well as various small and complex intrusion equipment.

And the injection gun in his hand.

When Huaishi reacted, the injection gun in her hand was already pressed against Huaishi's neck and she pulled the trigger.

The medicine, which was enough to put hundreds of people into drowsiness, was injected into Huai Shi's arteries.

Huai Shi's vision went dark and she fell to the ground involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards, he was picked up by Lihua and thrown on the bed.

"Have a good sleep, Huaishi."

In a daze, he seemed to hear a familiar voice calling his name, and then he saw a figure walking to the window, opening the window, turning over and getting into the night.

He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep...that was strange.

Is it a joke that the resistance developed by eating so many Chef Monster dishes is a joke!

Huai Shi is in high spirits!

After two updates, I found that there are 140,000 words this month. I’m so happy~

Asking for a monthly ticket~