Apocalyptic Forecast

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As if he hadn't seen the scene of the fiasco of the previous two companions, the paper-carrying amateur walked into the arena with the sword sent by Shengtian in his hand.

Easy and freehand.

He drew his sword and swung it twice, and couldn't help sighing.

Regardless of the weight, length, and even the degree of taking advantage, they are far worse than resentment.

Not so good.

"It's been some years, right?" He turned around and asked, "It's not so much a weapon, it's an antique. It should look expensive, right? Shouldn't it be kept?"

"Swords are meaningless once they become antiques. It's best to use them as much as possible while they can be used."

Sheng Tianmu waved his hand indifferently: "It is so-called making the best use of things, tools, if they are not broken, wouldn't they be meaningless?"

As a senior tool man, Huai Shi felt the deep malice in this world.

He held the knife in his hand and flicked it two more times, and the blade made a humming sound.

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

On the opposite side, Katori Ichiro couldn't help frowning.

The famous blade is in dust, and the entrusted non-human... is probably the case, right?

"okay."

Huai Shi nodded, and after she was fully familiar with this weapon, she raised her head and smiled: "Let's start."

The attendant next to him came up with a brand-new protective gear, but Huai Shi didn't look at it at all and waved his hand: "That kind of cumbersome thing is unnecessary."

After saying a word, everyone frowned.

Shengtianmei's expression stiffened for a moment.

At the back, Arakawa showed a mocking look even more.

"Huh, seek your own death..."

As for Huai Shi, she moved her neck indifferently, and finally raised her head and looked at her opponent: "Ichiro Katori, is this really your name? Forget it, the pseudonym does not matter..."

He stared at the solemn face, and suddenly said, "You are deceiving, right?

Katori Ichiro was expressionless, as if he didn't hear it at all.

It also seems to be too lazy to pay attention to what the layman said.

Huai Shi lowered his head, staring at the remaining blood on the floor, and suddenly laughed softly.

"If you don't wear armor, Akutagawa will not fail so quickly..."

He said: "Although the sacrificial sword just now was too rough to be eye-catching, it shouldn't be so embarrassing. Even if there is no harmony, he will not fall so quickly.

Bai Die was defeated too quickly, and you put too much pressure on him, causing him to fall into a misunderstanding, thinking that you were unfathomable, but he didn't notice it at all, it was dark under the light—"

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

But just now, he saw clearly the battle of Akutagawa.

Akutagawa seemed to be the first to take the lead.

But in fact it is exactly in the arms of the opponent.

Katori Ichiro deliberately waited, waiting for his opponent to make a move, waiting for the opponent to reveal his flaws—then, with his profound knowledge, he calmly avoided the real attack, and finally achieved the effect of defeating the enemy with one blow and instantly distinguishing the winner.

After abandoning all the use of primordial quality, in this pure kendo duel, all the skills are nothing but the use of mechanics and physiology.

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

But the most important thing is experience!

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

It can be said that any duel in any dojo today can be traced back to find similar cases from the vast ocean of records.

Every trick can find the corresponding method and the optimal solution.

Just like the game of Go, Shogi and Chess, once you accidentally fall into the previous stereotype and the opponent grasps the context, you can basically play GG.

This is the so-called meritorious deception.

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

Pure muscle memory will make the most appropriate reflex.

It was as if Huai Shi dared to use drummer and Yubu in front of Luo Xian, and she would definitely be beaten in the end. This is something that people are tired of playing with, but it's just like that.

This game, in the eyes of the layman, is unfair to three games.

In fact, the reverse is true.

From the beginning, there was a huge disparity between the winners and losers.

Katori Ichiro was almost in a position to win.

"Of course, even without the obstacle of armor, Akutagawa's ability to react may not be able to reverse the situation, but if he chooses defensive and conservative play at the beginning, even if he can't win in the end, he won't lose so quickly and tragically. "

After listening to Keishi's words, Katori Ichiro remained expressionless, but the look in Keishi's eyes became unhappy.

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

"Yeah, that's right."

Huai Shi nodded frankly: "I haven't studied it at all."

I don't understand what is false and true, heartless, and ancient.

No posture, knives, or footwork!

"However, I've watched a lot of competitions and so on in comics and TV series--" He said with a vibrating voice, "Rounding up is equivalent to I will!"

"..."

Katori Ichiro's eyes jumped, unable to hide his anger and killing intent.

No matter who it is, it is difficult to calm down when he hears that the things he has devoted his life to be so degraded and contemptuous. Not to mention him, the other people off the court also booed, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, I'm afraid it would be booed.

Huai Shi is still talking about it: "Your swordsmanship is indeed very powerful. It is also very strong to see through and to see and cut first. No, very strong...There are almost no gaps and shortcomings!"

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

With that, Huai Shi raised his hand and pointed to his face.

"——Did you find that I am taller than you?"

In an instant, the Ji Dao witnessed off the court almost fell, and even the audience could not restrain their anger, almost throwing the tea cup over.

"Stop kidding, **** stuff!"

"Wasting time, hurry up!"

"Haw, you're still a man!"

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

But unlike those angry audiences, Katori Ichiro froze for a moment, and then his face became difficult to look.

Because Huai Shi is right.

This is indeed... its own flaw.

Huai Shi was originally 175 high. After the developmental period of the sublimator and a year's time, his final height stabilized at 186. If he wears shoes, he can reach 188.

Among the sublimers, it is not particularly tall, nor is it particularly short, but in a moderate range. The weight is relatively light. Under this height and weight, it is most suitable for the agility and explosive power of the ghost.

And Ichiro Katori, height 183.

The difference is no more than five centimeters.

But the height is only the most superficial difference, and the fatal flaw it actually brings... is the length of the arms!

Huai Shi's wingspan is three centimeters longer than him!

One inch long, one inch strong!

Now, in the noisy curses off the court, Huaishi slowly took off the jacket of his suit, rolled up the sleeves of the shirt, and exposed her forearm.

Separate his legs slightly, stand still from the ground, then raise his hands, hold the hilt in his hand, and hold it high.

In kendo, this is the complete upper structure.

Tang Zhu's type, ready to go!

It is true that the slashing movement is completely out of shape in swordsmanship, and it is not qualified!

But no matter who it is, there is no denying that under such a weird posture, Huaishi's height and arm length advantages have been fully utilized.

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

"How about? Katori Ichiro?"

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

Swordsmanship contest after removing all stigmata and elemental skills?

That's it!

The next duel has nothing to do with swordsmanship at all!

If the opponent wants to use his rich experience to be invincible, what Huai Shi 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 the miracle in order to eliminate the variables, the ending of the battle was already dominated by the cold physical laws.

Now, when the nerve reflexes of both sides have reached the peak of their limits and are at the same level, the change of tricks is meaningless.

All that is left is just a simple calculation problem.

It is known that the height of Huaizhi is 188CM, the length of the arm span is 193CM, the length of the knife in the hand is 75CM, the nerve reflex speed can be ignored, and the maximum initial velocity...

After a series of calculations, when Katori Ichiro steps into the ten centimeter gap between each other, how can he avoid defeat?

It was as if Xiao Ming was sitting in front of a swimming pool, watching the broken pool in front of him with water flowing from one end to the other, unable to do anything.

Kindly, can you help him?

"Come on, Katori Ichiro."

Huai Shi stared at her enemy and asked curiously: "Why doesn't it move?"

"It doesn't matter if you are Katori Shinto-ryu, Liu Shengxin Yin-liu, or one-sword flow, Xia Liu, mud-rock flow, etc., it doesn't matter, let me go!"

Today, after throwing away all irrelevant ideas, he has become a pure machine ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ waiting for the opponent to enter his attack range.

The victory or defeat lies within these ten centimeters.

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

"Bastard stuff!"

Katori Ichiro's face was blue and furious, the sword in his hand lifted up and he took a step forward.

But Huai Shi was motionless, expressionless.

It is like a clay sculpture and wood carving.

No response.

Even the pupils of the eyes were not placed on his body, but fell into a place of nothingness. Excluding all distractions, only the purest stress reflex remains.

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