I formed the strongest swordsman group

Mu Cun's loud and loud voice shook the dust on the beams above his head as if it would fall down at any moment.

Tongyu seemed to have expected that Mucun would make an appointment with Qingdeng, he didn't say a word, he just sighed helplessly.

Kinoshita Wu was startled for a moment, and then opened her red lips anxiously, as if she wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a while, she still chose to close her mouth slowly, and turned to look at Qingdeng silently.

This action of course means "Qingdeng, what do you think?"

"...You asked me to bring my knife...are you going to compete with the real thing?"

Qingdeng asked.

"certainly!"

Mu Cun grinned his big mouth wide open.

"Holding bamboo swords, wooden knives, and wearing thick protective gear... How interesting is this kind of discussion that is not close to actual combat at all?"

"Mr. Mucun, do you want to compete with Qingdeng with a real sword?"

Kinoshita Mai screamed uncontrollably, she was about to say something, but was stopped by Qing Deng beside her.

Qing Deng gestured to her "A Wu, don't get excited".

"Young master, don't worry."

Mucun said in relief.

"No matter what, I won't let the young lord's lover have any chance. To be hated and hated by the young lord is worse for me than killing me. Don't worry, we won't use blades. Tachibana and I only fought with the back of a knife."

After hearing what Mucun said, Kinoshita Mai finally showed a relieved expression.

Mucun turned his eyes back to Qingdeng.

"Tachibana, what do you want? Whether you want to fight or not, everything is up to you, I will not force you. However, if you can defeat me, or if your performance satisfies me, in the future you will submit to the lord... ah, that is, to the lord... When the young master's grandma proposes marriage, I can help you say something nice."

"..." Qingdeng didn't answer immediately.

After a moment of silence, he grabbed the bottle that was just opened with half of the water left, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Come on, let's go to the garden."

Qingdeng put down the empty bottle and stood up.

"Oh? Not bad! Quite bold! Hahaha! I just like a straightforward person like you!"

Qing Deng smiled and said nothing.

The conditions that Mucun just mentioned are tempting, but what prompted Qingdeng to nod so readily... had to be the classic and simple reason.

For this kind of martial arts competition that is expected to be copied to the new talent, Qingdeng has always been willing to come.

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House of Thousand Things, Courtyard——

At this time, the snow outside just stopped.

There is a layer of snow that is neither deep nor shallow in the courtyard of Qianshiwu.

After putting on his snow boots, Qingdeng stepped on the accumulated snow—crash—the part below his ankle sank into it.

Although he wore thick snow boots, the biting chill still penetrated the boots and passed to Qingdeng's feet continuously.

Qingdeng shivered.

It was cold, but thanks to the chill, Qingdeng felt refreshed. The consciousness that has become a little lazy due to living in a warm environment for a long time has become sharp again.

"Do you need to clean up the snow in the yard first?"

As Kiryu asked, he handed over to Makimura a large sword with a total length of nearly 1.8 meters.

Mucun thought for a while, raised his head, and shouted to Qingdeng opposite:

"Hmm... Hey! Tachibana! Do you think we need to clear the snow from the garden first?"

Qingdeng blinked thoughtfully, then shook his head.

"Haha! I don't think so either! This level of snow will not affect my movements!"

After finishing speaking, Mucun raised his big slap like a cattail leaf fan, and took the big sword from Kiryu's hand.

"Okay. Young Master, Kiryu, back off!"

clack clack clack!

Mucun shrugged his shoulders twice vigorously, and there was a tooth-stinging joint movement sound from the shoulders.

"...Makimura, let me remind you: don't underestimate my favorite student."

Kiryu's mouth curled up in a meaningful arc.

"Although his current strength still has many shortcomings, it is only compared to me. Therefore, don't be careless, and... be mentally prepared for defeat."

"Hahaha, Kiryu, who do you think you are talking to?" Mucun laughed a few times, "Don't you know me yet? Even if I am fighting a three-year-old child, I will not underestimate the enemy!"

"...That's true."

Kiryu smiled lightly.

Afterwards, he dragged Kinoshita Mai back to the edge of the courtyard.

"I accidentally chatted with Kiryu a few more times. I'm sorry, Tachibana, to keep you waiting."

Mu Cun apologized and bowed to Qingdeng opposite.

In the next breath, he held the sheath in his left hand and the handle in his right hand, and with a "choke", the sharp knife came out of the sheath!

"Now... let's get started!"

The breath of the blade, the coldness of the iron——the big sword in Mucun's palm exudes a cool light like the cold winter sun, which makes people dazzled.

Qingdeng pulled out Ding Guishen from his waist calmly, held the saber in both hands, and raised his posture in the middle.

"Natural mental flow, orange green!"

"Hey~~ The momentum is good!"

While talking, Mucun quietly set up the knife, and then also loudly announced the door of his house:

"Fuck me, Yahachi Makimura!"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the courtyard changed.

Mu Cun, who had been smiling until just now, suddenly fell silent, only concentrating on one thing - concentrating on Qingdeng in front of him.

Qingdeng is the same.

He loudly announced the door of the house... no, earlier, his "gathering spirit" had already entered the activation state!

He didn't even blink his eyes, and stared straight at Mucun opposite him. In his world, only Mucun...and the ghost in his hand remained.

The scene was filled with a sense of tension that made people gasp.

The only two spectators: Kiryu and Kinoshita Mai performed their duties well as a spectator: keep quiet and do not cause any disturbance to the test.

——Is it a big sword...

The "Gudan" entry in the talent list didn't shine with golden light... This shows that Mucun's strength is not stronger than Qingdeng's.

But even so, Qingdeng didn't dare to be careless.

Roughly counting, Qingdeng has also dealt with many opponents who used big knives.

Among all the "swordsmen who wield great swords" that Qingdeng had dealt with, none of them were as...unfathomable as Mucun!

Mucun's posture is the upper part, with a sword length of 1.8 meters and his giant figure... It's hard to describe the sense of oppression overflowing from Mucun's body at this moment with just the word "horror"!

The whole person is ready to go, as if just touching his body will cause magma to erupt.

Qingdeng felt that he was crushing him like a mountain piercing into the sky.

There is no need to fight, just by looking at it, Qingdeng has already concluded that - today, he will have a hard fight that he hasn't seen in a long time.

——Ahh... when was the last time you met such a powerful opponent...?

After thinking secretly like this, a slight smile appeared on Qingdeng's face.

And at this moment when Qingdeng suddenly laughed...

Slap!

Just like a bomb exploded, the huge kicking sound broke the silence and confrontation in the courtyard!

Qingdeng kicked the snow and ran towards the pastoral village, Ding Guishen dragged diagonally by his right side.

The distance between him and Mucun is about five steps——for the current Qingdeng, this distance is just a blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, Qingdeng's figure appeared in front of Mucun.

Qingdeng only needs to take half a step forward, and he will be within the effective attack range of his own knife that can cut Zhong Mucun.

But at this moment, Qing Deng suddenly felt the light above his head dim.

As the light dimmed, a sharp whistling sound, resembling the flying sound of a cannonball, was getting closer and louder, and entered Qingdeng's ears.

Qingdeng immediately looked up - a white light flashed in the sky!

Mucun has made a move!

He slashed down the big sword that was raised above his head!

Like a sword slashed down from a hundred-foot-high building, it ruffled Qingdeng's hair and disturbed the atmosphere!

Before the blades meet, Qingdeng leans to the side, avoiding Mucun's blades.

Odachi is much longer and heavier than ordinary swords. Under the influence of the leverage theorem, the difficulty of controlling the Odachi is not so great.

Just how to accurately control the strength of the knife and the knife is enough to stump most of the martial arts masters in the world today.

Mucun's slashing method is packed with extremely powerful power... Such a powerful and heavy attack is bound to be difficult to stop, and it is not surprising that the blade smashed into the snow.

However, an incredible scene, or an extremely terrifying scene, unfolded suddenly!

I saw that Mucun's knife, which had been maintaining the momentum of a meteor falling to the ground, was about to slam into the snow one second... As if the magic of "time pause" was cast, Mucun's knife stopped at a height of only half an inch from the ground in an instant .

The air waves are like ripples, stirring outward in circles.

With the tip of Mucun's knife as the center and a radius of 40cm, the dust and light snow in the entire area were blown away.

No knowledge of martial arts is needed anymore, even ordinary people who don't understand anything can understand what it means to reduce the speed of a big sword weighing at least twenty catties from max to 0 in an instant.

Seeing this, Qingdeng secretly praised him.

What a terrifying power, what a subtle power control...

If possible, Qingdeng really wouldn't mind applauding and praising Mucun's superb sword skills while applauding.

But for now... let's focus on the battle ahead!

"Aha!"

Qingdeng let out a short shout, concentrated his strength on his toes, and launched a surprise attack, dashing forward with sword and man, and slammed into Mucun's chest.

Qingdeng's knife hides a power that cannot be underestimated. In this regard, Mucun gave a grand "reception" - he swung the big sword from bottom to top, and the unstoppable sword directly hit Qingdeng's Dingguishen.

At the same moment when the Datachi accurately intercepted Ding Guishen in mid-air——dang! !

The sound of the collision was so loud that one couldn't help but wonder if one's eardrums were still in good condition.

Mucun's blow shattered Qingdeng's knife, as if being bounced off, the two quickly backed up and separated.

Qingdeng appeared calm and composed, but in fact he was secretly relaxing his sore hands and fingers.

Although when he saw Mucun's huge body and the way he could swing such a heavy Odachi up and down, lifting the weight as if it were light, Qingdeng already expected that this old man must not be the kind of person who would lack strength, but in After fighting against the opponent in person, he realized his power over Mucun belatedly... It was still too conservative to estimate!

Ever since he acquired the "elephant's core +1", "bear's waist +1" and other talents to enhance body muscle strength, Qingdeng has basically never been at a disadvantage in fighting for strength with others.

But now...Makimura let Qingdeng relive the feeling that "the opponent's strength is comparable to his own" after a long absence.

Qingdeng used nearly 70% of his strength to slash just now, but even so, Mucun blocked it effortlessly - judging from his expression and movements, he still has the strength to spare.

——Is this really an old man in his 90s? !

At this age, ordinary people might not even be able to walk steadily. As a result, this pastoral village... and his master, Boss Tongsheng, are like immortal cultivators. Terrible strength.

——So strong at such a young age... How powerful were Mr. Makimura and Boss Kiryu when they were young...?

The thoughts on this side have not stopped, and a new round of action has begun on the other side.

Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap...

Mucun approached Qingdeng little by little with his feet sticking to the ground.

While shortening the distance between each other, Mucun changed his posture and lowered the knife that was originally raised above the top to the middle.

Mucun's body is so huge, compared to his huge body, the Otachi in his palm looks like short noodles that can be broken easily.

But at the moment when he switched to the middle position of holding the knife, his body seemed to shrink instantly, as if the whole person was hidden in the shadow of the knife.

Seeing Mucun's attack, Qingdeng was neither startled nor frightened, and put on the usual posture of natural flow of mind: flat blue eyes, only spread his feet leisurely, lowered his waist, and stood still.

Just when Qingdeng blinked subconsciously due to his dry eyes, and his eyelids sank before he could lift them up——

"Hahaha——1"

Makimura let out a low growl. At the same time, his body suddenly stood upright, and the knife in his hand rushed towards Qingdeng's right shoulder unexpectedly.

This blow was truly an earth-shattering and terrifying blow.

Before the knife arrived, Qingdeng's hair stood on end.

Fighting hard...Qingdeng will not lose!

Qingdeng tilted Ding Guishen in front of his chest, and blocked Mu Cun's chopping. The two of them crossed their sides, and the snow on the ground scattered and splashed.

Qingdeng turned around with the knife at the fastest speed, and the attacking figure of the "giant" crowded his field of vision.

Both of them shouted and wrestled together again.

Mucun's big sword slashed at Qingdeng's chest, and Qingdeng's Dingguishen slashed at Mucun's waist.

The two knives collided in mid-air, and immediately there was the sound of gold and iron colliding.

Although both sides use the back of the knife, the knife is always a knife, and being drawn into the body by such a large piece of iron will definitely not feel any better in terms of perception.

This feeling of equal strength on both sides, and the feeling that the palms of the hands are numb from the chop... is actually surprisingly enjoyable!

Qingdeng himself enjoyed the feeling of fierce collision with his opponent.

Affected by this state of mind, Qingdeng became more courageous in his battles.

After several rounds of evenly matched knives——

Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha-!

Metal rubbed against metal, making a sharp noise that almost tore the eardrums apart.

The two of them crossed each other with their blades touching each other.

The moment the two figures overlapped...Qing Deng suddenly saw a meaningful smile on Mu Cun's face.

An ominous premonition welled up in Qingdeng's heart.

A second... No, half a second later, the ominous premonition came true—boom!

Mucun suddenly lowered his waist and lower body, like two thick thighs like elephant legs, like two big plows, shoveling two big ravines in the snow under his feet.

At the same time, snowflakes splashed, and snow and fog rose.

Thin snow mist composed of countless fine snow grains and flakes rises from the ground.

Although this group of man-made mist is not enough to make people lose sight of their fingers and see things clearly, but it is so deadly that a snow particle splashed into Qingdeng's left eye.

"Hmm...!" The tingling sensation from the left eye made Qing Deng subconsciously close his left eye.

At almost the same time when Qingdeng had to squint due to the pain in his eyes, Mucun quietly took a step back, his huge figure hidden in the snow mist.

Sudden blockage of vision + attacks on the eyes—it is quite normal to suddenly encounter such an accident and become flustered and anxious.

Even Qing Deng couldn't help being flustered for a moment—but it was only for a moment.

After a moment, Qing Deng stabilized his mind.

People who have used binocular vision for a long time and are not used to seeing things with one eye, if they lose sight of one eye during a battle, it is no different from being blind-because it is difficult to control the sense of distance.

You don't even know how far your opponent's body and weapon are from you, so what's the difference from being deprived of your eyesight?

Since the eyes are temporarily useless... let's use the ears!

After long-term hard training at the Moon Palace Shrine, Qingdeng has mastered the skills of listening to sounds and identifying positions.

Now that the decision has been made, Qingdeng squints his eyes slightly, and while rubbing his left eye, hoping to recover his eyesight as soon as possible, he listens attentively to catch all the sounds and movements around him.

Quickly regain composure, and quickly formulate emergency strategies... This is an ability that cannot be mastered by swinging a bamboo sword a thousand times or ten thousand times in a comfortable dojo.

Only those who have accumulated profound combat experience through countless life-to-life and death-to-death brutal battles can reach this state.

Suddenly, Qingdeng heard the sound of something heavy falling from the sky behind him, falling several times towards him.

Like a conditioned reflex, Qingdeng took a step forward, pulling a certain distance from the "heavy object" behind him.

While stepping forward, Qingdeng quickly turned around using the leg he took as the axis! Then, due to the centrifugal force brought by the turning of the body, Qingdeng swung his knife and slashed towards the space in front of him.

In the next breath, Qingdeng felt a slight tingling and numbness in the arms holding the knife.

At the same time, there was the sound of sword clashing in my ears.

As long as he catches Mucun's surprise attack...then the next thing will be easy!

With a flick of his wrist, Qingdeng parried away Mucun's big sword with his skillful unloading skills, and then the knife in his hand whizzed straight to Mucun's waist.

Mu Cun dodged sideways, then moved forward with his knife and launched a counterattack.

In the violently blowing snowflakes and mist, two figures, one large and one small, continuously launched fierce attacks on each other like a gust of wind and raging waves.

People and people, knives and knives, constantly running, drawing long or short arc lines, emitting a dazzling silver cold light.

The short roar was mixed with the sound of fierce collision of blades, which made people deeply feel how fierce conflicts and duels were happening in this mist.

At this moment, Qingdeng's left eye finally recovered its vision.

He blinked vigorously, and after confirming that there was no problem with his vision, he quietly raised his eyes and glanced thoughtfully at the pastoral village.

Unexpectedly, he snorted coldly, and then took the opportunity to pass by Mucun. At the same moment when Mucun's figure was wrong, he suddenly lowered his waist like Mucun just now, and put his feet on his back. plow.

A "fog" is not cleared, and a "fog" rises again.

Before the snow and fog from the pastoral village had completely cleared and disappeared, Qingdeng created a new snow and fog.

Almost at the same time when the courtyard was surrounded by denser fog again, Qing Deng stepped back and his body disappeared into the fog.

This time Chang Mucun was disturbed by the suddenly blocked vision.

However, like Qingdeng, he regained his composure in the blink of an eye.

He concluded that Qingdeng probably wanted to follow suit and launch a surprise attack on him under the cover of mist.

In fact, it was exactly as he expected.

It's just...the timing and method of Qingdeng's surprise attack far exceeded his expectations.

"Um?"

Just when Mucun was about to look around for Qing Deng's figure...the "target" appeared on his own initiative.

Qingdeng is on the left side of Mucun. The Ding Guishen in his hand returned to the sheath around his waist at some point.

At this moment, Qingdeng was holding the sheath with his left palm, his right arm was hanging loose, he was firmly on his heels, and his waist was sinking.

Looking at Qingdeng's posture, Mucun's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle eye.

This posture... He is too familiar with it!

This is the unique skill of his old friend.

That's the trick his old friend used to hack through a lot of awesome things!

In an instant...Qingdeng made a move!

Luck twisted his waist, stepped and squatted, and opened the mouth of the sheath—the world was dark!

A silver-white sword light flew out from Qingdeng's waist, soaring into the sky from bottom to top!

Sword drawing... Liu Guang!

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The author finished watching "The Journey of Bell Bud" last night.

How should I put it... I only have two thoughts about this movie——

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1. It's good to be handsome, as long as you are handsome, you can make beautiful girls fall in love with you at first sight and work hard for you.

2. Before watching the movie, I guessed based on my understanding of Makoto Shinkai: "Journey to Suzuya" must be full of close-ups of the heroine's feet.

Finally... as expected! Makoto Shinkai, it's you! She can actually make so many tricks on the heroine's feet!

First, small leather shoes + black socks; then small leather shoes + white socks; then one shoe is lost, and one foot wears a shoe, and the other foot can only step on the ground with white socks; then the other shoe also It's gone, and both feet can only be stepped on the ground with white socks; a large close-up shot of the heroine washing off the blood on her feet when she takes a bath is added in the middle; finally, there are black socks + men's short boots...

In addition, there are close-up shots of the heroine wearing black socks and small leather shoes, and the heroine wearing white socks stepping on the body of the hero who has turned into a stool...

In these aspects, how can Xin Haicheng understand so well?

I don't believe that these tricks on the heroine's feet were not intentional by Xin Haicheng, otherwise how could there be so many shots?