I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 131 The same move

"Himura Kenshin, I've heard of your name for a long time. I specifically asked you to challenge me in the Battle of Toba Fushimi ten years ago. I wonder if your sword skills have improved after so many years.

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According to the timeline of the dungeon world, it is exactly ten years since that battle. Fujii found enough excuses to make up this passage for the purpose of Goldfinger's mission.

Miss Xun in the ancient temple struggled to get up, but the ropes tied her tightly and she couldn't move.

"I am no longer Battousai, and the chaotic era of the Restoration has passed, but why do you, the remnants of the old era, keep looking for me again and again."

After Kenshin finished speaking, he looked at Miss Kaoru in the ancient temple behind Fujii Shu. When his calm face turned to look at Fujii Shu, his expression suddenly became angry.

"It doesn't matter if you target me. Anyone who implicates the innocent Miss Xun must pay the price."

He lowered his body, jumped up high, and used all the strength of his waist, abdomen and arms to slash down.

Dragon Hammer Flash!

Fujii Tree on the ground saw through Kenshin's moves, drew his sword in advance, and launched a top-up slash, also using the moves of the Hiten Mitsurugi Style.

Dragon flying flash!

A sword strike was made in mid-air, and the relatively thin sword heart floated a few meters away. As soon as he raised his head, Fujii's sword slashed across his face, cutting off a section of green bamboo.

The dense green bamboo fell, and the two of them drew their swords at the same time. Before the green bamboo, which was more than ten meters high, fell to the ground, it scattered in all directions, raising a burst of debris.

"Hiten Mitsurugi Style? Who are you?"

Swordsmen with strong savvy can secretly learn one or two other people's moves, but in the sword duel just now, what Fujii showed was a series of complete styles of moves, and the sword's heart was shocked like never before.

"Are you curious? This is a sword skill passed down from generation to generation by your master, Hiko Seijuro. There is often only one person in the world who can master its secrets."

Fujii lowered his body, sheathed his sword, and stretched out his left palm. Kenshin opposite him took the same posture as him.

"Live by the sword, die by the sword, the fate of the swordsman is destined to drift away."

"Besides, you have killed so many people, and you have nowhere to hide if you want to escape."

After using his words for a while, Fujii was tired from the fight and planned to end the battle with one blow.

"Be careful, what I'm using next is the secret - Nine-Headed Dragon Flash."

After telling him the move in advance, Fujii jumped forward, and the slashes from eight directions almost simultaneously were blocked one by one. The last thrust missed Kenshin's head, and the blade turned around, stunning the sword with his back.

Heart.

Fujii's tree was not unscathed. Kenshin's last counterattack stabbed him in the leg, causing a large amount of blood to ooze out.

Dragging his injured leg, he moved in front of Miss Xun who was tied up, and used the blade of his sword to lift the rope.

"He just fainted. I won't kill such a perfect experienced baby."

Leaving behind a word, the Fujii tree went down the mountain and disappeared into the mist.

"Complete the level, grade A, the remaining eight challenges have been converted into three, the final chapter of kendo is opened, the opponent is Hiko Seijuro, the physical fitness is equivalent to the challenger, and the kendo skills are LV5."

Fujii, who was completely tired, did not continue, opened his eyes, took the mobile phone from the bedside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No matter how many days there are, there is only one night."

He put down his cell phone. The period on it was May 23rd, and only eight hours had passed.

"Kendo; LV4/85%"

Although there are no additional skills for this clearance, the skill proficiency given is quite a lot, a full 17%. You must know that this is an improvement to the swordsman level, and Fujii's normal level is only about 6% in a month.

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In a bar late at night, a group of men who fell in love with the same girl were fighting. To be more precise, a strong man was beating three ordinary men. The strong man's punches were very methodical, and he quickly knocked down his opponent. However,

The prey they both spotted took advantage of the chaos and left.

"Tch! That's really disappointing."

The strong man spat. What's the point of winning his opponent but not getting any spoils? He turned around and walked out of the bar, getting away before the gang called the police.

In the corner of the bar, someone put down his glass and followed him.

Occasionally one or two cars pass by in the quiet and deserted street. The strong man turns around under the street light. There is no one behind him, but he always feels like someone is staring at him.

When I turned around, there was a man in a raincoat wearing a mask in front of me. There was obviously a moon tonight, but the guy wearing a raincoat was probably a pervert.

However, I am a professional boxer, a strong man with a punch that can weigh hundreds of kilograms. What kind of pervert is this?

The strong man clenched his fist and made a series of crisp sounds. The three fights he had just done in the bar were just a warm-up. If this man in the raincoat was a robber or something, he would have a legitimate reason to attack in self-defense.

The man in the raincoat opposite took out a 30 centimeter long wakizashi. The strong man's expression froze. There was a completely different difference between having a weapon and not having a weapon. Even a rookie could kill him.

"I'm sorry, I haven't eaten this month. I have to start."

The man in the raincoat gave his excuse in advance, and rushed forward with his long ribcage in hand. The strong man punched out based on intuition, but was hit by a huge force, and his two hundred kilograms of muscular body flew out and smashed into a trash can on the street.

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No matter how hard the human body is trained, it can't compare to a monster's. This is just a trace left by that guy. I'm already so powerful, hahaha! It's right not to be a human.

Imamura Togumo withdrew his left hand, and a winding wound appeared on the back of his right palm holding the knife, revealing black energy invisible to ordinary people.

The raincoat on his body, the mask on his face, and the rubber gloves on his hands were all the outfits he prepared to hide himself. At the beginning, he only dared to pretend to be a staff member of NHK TV station and visit the elderly or housewives to attack. The same goes for his sword skills.

On average, the physical quality gained by Devouring People is also very limited.

As three years passed, the wound on the back of his right hand became narrower and longer, but it was still invisible to others. It was only exposed for a moment when he was eating. It was a perfect cheat in life, and his courage gradually grew.

, in order to maximize the efficiency when devouring, they often choose athletes or fighters, but they are all small and unknown characters.

"Uh! Ahem! Who are you? If you want money, I can give it."

The strong man in the garbage pile had blood coming from the corner of his mouth, and he got up with difficulty. What kind of monster could knock him, a professional boxer, away with one punch? Why would such a person want to rob? Isn't it better to do other things?

"Money? Sorry, that kind of thing is not as delicious to me as it is to you."

Imamura Togumo pierced the strong man's stomach with his sword and stirred it up, opening a gap, allowing the strong man to taste the joy of seppuku.

"Ah, ah, ah...ah!"

The strong man who was a head taller than Imamura Dongyun knelt down on the ground. When he saw the man in the raincoat in front of him showing a scar on the back of his right palm, black energy suddenly surged out, covering the strong man. Only the thick black energy could be heard.

There was the sound of chewing, and it dispersed after a moment, and the figure of the strong man completely disappeared from this world.

Not enough. Ordinary humans are no longer delicious enough.

Taking back the useless wakizashi, Imamura Togumo shook his head in disappointment and disappeared into the darkness.

I hope Fujii-san’s meal will be delicious enough.

(End of chapter)