I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma is ready to fight quickly. After all, there are a group of boys downstairs, but they are temporarily unable to move after taking anti-wolf spray.

Just a can of anti-wolf spray could hold those people back for who knows how long.

Of course, it's also possible that these people got scared after watching Kazuma kill two cadres in succession.

The Yakuza is like this. After the cadres are defeated, how much cohesion and mobility the remaining bastards can have is a question.

Kazuma approached Tsuda Masaaki at top speed and stabbed out what should have been the winning blow——

However, when the opponent was stabbed, he counterattacked at Kazuma seemingly without any plan - no, it either seemed to be without any plan, or it was without any plan, whether it was the angle of the attack or the speed of the attack, in kendo All areas are inferior.

But this knife made Kazuma feel a huge danger.

He jumped back violently and gave up the plan of stabbing Tsuda Masaaki's whole body away. As a result, the Bizen Nagabune Ichimonji Masamune in Tsuda Masaaki's hand gently scratched the clothes in front of Kazuma's body.

There was a split in the kendo uniform, and the furoshiki used to carry the wooden sword broke off, causing the wooden sword to scatter on the floor.

When he and Ma pulled away from each other and were about to regroup, a trace of blood appeared in the tear in his clothes.

It was just a thin line at first, but then, blood beads as big as soybeans began to ooze out one by one.

Masaaki Tsuda laughed loudly: "You haven't seen it before, right? This is the outcome of a real sword. It doesn't matter how many times you hit me. I only need to hit you once and you are finished."

Kazuma felt that his body was secreting adrenaline crazily, and the threat of death that was so close made his whole body extremely excited.

Tsuda Masaaki was still saying triumphantly: "Killing you, it will be very troublesome to dispose of the body. You have to find cement cans and people cleaning the house to clean up the blood stains. The Metropolitan Police Department has just introduced a new technology, saying that it can Take pictures of all the places where blood stains have been stuck. Although I think the note is bragging, but... what if it is true? If you kneel down and lick my shoes now, I can't..."

Kazuma kicked the cabinet next to the stairs, kicked the cabinet down the stairs, and then kicked down all the miscellaneous things in the room one by one.

It looks like it's going to turn into a tug-of-war, so it's definitely a good idea to block the road first.

Masaaki Tsuda laughed loudly: "You don't think you can win, do you?"

He put the knife on his shoulder, with the back of the knife pressed on his shoulder and the blade pointing outward, and then he swaggered towards Kazuma in a posture that was exactly like Sun Wukong carrying a golden cudgel.

It looked like he thought he had a winner.

Kazuma calmly picked up a bench with his feet, held it in his left hand, and then took the last wooden sword left in his right hand.

In this way, the wooden sword became a war hammer, and the bench became a small buckler.

Sword and shield mode, switching completed!

Masaaki Tsuda laughed loudly: "Do you think that kind of whimsical trick will be effective? It takes a long time to practice skillfully using a sword and shield, and it is not a move that can be learned by watching Western knight movies!"

Kazuma: "I know."

In addition to playing kendo, Kazuma is also good at weapon attack. He has a small round shield and meteor hammer. What a standard weapon attack configuration.

Kazuma first roared, then strode forward.

Masaaki Tsuda slashed with his sword, but was knocked away by a small buckler—no, a small bench.

This bench also has a backrest, which is very useful for holding knives.

After opening the knife, the handle of Kazuma's wooden knife hit Tsuda Masaaki in the face.

Then Kazuma discovered that the wooden sword was weak.

After all, the sword-and-shield posture he is using now cannot exert the same force as holding a knife with both hands.

The wooden knife is still light.

Kazuma moved forward and slapped Masaaki Tsuda on the face with his shield. After forcing the enemy back, he decided to change weapons.

He saw a metal bat on the ground that looked good.

While Kazuma picked up the bat, Masaaki Tsuda also assumed an upper-level knife-holding stance.

After all, Masaaki Tsuda also has some level of kendo.

Kazuma judged that he was going to use an upper and lower chop to cut off the small buckler and Kazuma's arm.

Masaaki Tsuda showed a fierce look on his face and started to move forward!

And at this moment, Kazuma had a clever plan to defeat the enemy.

Although the bench is made of wood, it is still very difficult to split it. As long as the angle is slightly staggered and part of the force is released, Tsuda Masaaki's knife can be jammed.

Of course, this is very dangerous. One careless arm and the bench will be destroyed.

The opponent was also furious, and the power of this sword was insignificant.

But Kazuma didn't hesitate now, not even a bit.

He has already put his life and death at risk, there is nothing to hesitate about.

Kazuma charges forward, holding the bench high.

Tsuda Masaaki screamed strangely and slashed from the top to the bottom!

There was lightning and thunder outside, and even the lights in the room flickered sharply, and the light of the sword drew a discontinuous arc in the air!

With a squeaking sound, the blade of the blade sank into the stool, penetrated directly to the other side, and then stopped.

The little bit of blade that showed through was close to Kazuma's skin, and a slight red liquid flowed down the blade.

Kazuma's metal bat hit Masaaki Tsuda in the head.

He was stunned, let go of the handle of the knife and stepped back.

Kazuma threw away the bench with the knife still stuck in it, and chased after him with a bat, ready to smash Tsuda Masaaki's head.

As for Detective Shiratori's reminder that "the police will turn a blind eye until someone is dead", he has long forgotten it.

I don’t care about my life, so who cares?

Soon enough, a small door at the back of the office opened with a bang. This door was too small. Kazuma had just been focusing on Tsuda Masaaki, so he didn't notice this corner door. Maybe subconsciously I thought this door was the door leading to the toilet.

A group of drowned boys and delinquents rushed in with various sticks and knives.

The leader with a group pattern saw the formation and immediately shouted: "Protect the group leader! Surround this turtle grandson!"

Kazuma was shocked. There were more people coming in than all the people he had just seen on the first and second floors combined.

Wait, it seems that Shinnosuke just said that he sent people to move reinforcements?

In the blink of an eye, the bad boys got in between Kazuma and Tsuda Masaaki.

Tsuda Masaaki laughed: "Hahaha! Did you see it? This is how to win as a raccoon! You fools who only know how to use force will never be able to defeat me! You guys!"

Just when Tsuda Masaaki was about to give the order, a bolt of lightning fell outside and thunder exploded.

The next moment, all the lighting on the three floors of the office was gone, and darkness suddenly fell.

Tsuda Masaaki shouted: "Don't panic, the power tripped! Surround him, don't let him escape in the dark!"

At this time, Tsuda Masaaki suddenly heard a soft sound.

It sounded like a metal object being pulled out of wood.

Immediately afterwards, a metallic sound as thin as a mosquito's fly stimulated Masaaki Tsuda's eardrums.

Tsuda Masaaki suddenly remembered what Sougo had said to him when he was drinking with Shirakami President Sougo Shiromine.

When a famous sword meets a suitable swordsman, it will make a pleasant buzzing sound.

"How is that possible!" Tsuda Masaaki groaned.

The lightning outside the window lit up again, and amidst the thunder, the figure standing with a knife was illuminated by the light of lightning.

The figure was wearing a kimono and holding a bright long sword, looking like a swordsman from a period drama.

At that moment, Tsuda Masaaki and the figure's eyes met.

The undisguised murderous intent in those eyes made Tsuda Masaaki sweat like raindrops.

The light of lightning dimmed.

The entire third floor was shrouded in darkness again - except for one place!

The original text of Bizen Nagafune is authentic. In the complete darkness, it reflects the glimmer of light that doesn't know where it comes from.

That clear outline is like the white moonlight guiding the way forward.