I teach kendo in Tokyo

"Huh?"

Unlike Heihachiro's aggressive appearance, Kurosaki calmly adjusted his breathing in place. The previous fight had consumed a lot of energy from him, but the fighting spirit surrounding him was still slowly rising.

Heihachiro's big stick dragged sparks on the ledge, while Kurosaki quietly glanced at Heihachiro approaching. Having reached this point, both sides didn't need to say anything more. When they approached a certain distance, Heihachiro stopped for a moment, swung the stick and put it on his shoulders.

"Kuki Group, Kuki Heihachirou, please join me."

"Shigenryu, Kurosaki Nagahide, please join us."

The low roars of the heroes from both sides shook the air, and trembling factors appeared on the faces of the nine ghosts outside the battle formation.

With a low roar, Heihachiro stepped in first, and taking advantage of the attack distance, he swung the big stick and hit Kurosaki Kabuto head first.

The big club with its copper-covered horns pulled out a spine-chilling scream in the air. Of course, Kurosaki couldn't straighten the tip and dodged to the right like a reflex.

The big stick almost grazed Kurosaki's clothes and hit the ground. The heavy impact caused the rock plate to shatter. The shock wave visible to the naked eye overturned the surrounding meadows, and also caused Kurosaki, who was planning to fight back, to lose his balance.

Seizing the gap that was half out of reach, Heihachiro, who missed his shot, directly hit him sideways. This change of move was beyond Kurosaki's expectations, and the huge difference in weight between the two sides caused him to be knocked away instantly.

Kurosaki, who was knocked away, took advantage of the distance and fired three spears with his hand.

The three spears were arranged in a straight line and shot at the target, but Heihachiro roared like a grizzly bear, tensed his muscles, and shouldered the incoming spears without dodging!

The spear pierced deeply into Heihachiro's arm, and blood spattered as the latter rushed forward, raised his stick again, and swung at Kurosaki.

The big stick filled with murderous intent was smashed towards Kurosaki's waist. If he was hit, his whole body would probably be broken into two pieces. At that moment, Death's scythe almost touched Kurosaki's neck, but was immediately bounced away.

Kurosaki was seen facing the swinging stick, falling backwards in an almost horizontal motion. The protruding teeth of the stick almost tore Kurosaki's shirt, but he still swung it away with a roar.

Heihachiro, who failed again, let out a frustrated roar. Kurosaki, who had crossed the dead line, jumped up like a spring and bullied Heihachiro in the blink of an eye. At this time, Heihachiro swung his stick in the air and the door opened wide. Kurosaki's short stick stabbed him hard.

In the flash of lightning, Hachihirō let out a cry of pain, but in the next moment he gritted his teeth, raised his head and unleashed a headbutt towards Kurosaki!

Heihachiro's brutal club frightens his opponents, but this headbutt that can shatter the rock is his hidden trump card. Even Kurosaki didn't expect that the opponent could counterattack in this situation, so he could only grit his teeth and attack hard.

The two men collided with their heads, and the dull sound hit everyone's eardrums hard.

At that moment, everyone even felt the ground shaking under their feet, but they could not move away from the two heroes who were hitting hard with their heads.

You can see the bright red blood flowing from Kurosaki's forehead, but half a beat later, it is the burly giant man who slowly falls to the side. Heihachiro rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. Although Kurosaki was also swaying on the spot, he still did not fall down in the end——

From a common sense point of view, the winner has been announced, and the faces of the nine ghosts who are watching the battle have expressions of strong wavering. When Kurosaki looked at them half a step later, the wavering immediately turned into fear, and he retreated almost instinctively, and some even dropped their weapons.

"Watch out!"

Kurosaki breathed a sigh of relief, and Kazuma's roar suddenly sounded.

The moment the warning sign hit, Kurosaki jumped aside and raised his short stick to block - this subconscious move saved his life.

The big stick that hit from the side at that moment had a force and speed that was unmatched before. The short stick that withstood the impact was directly dented and deformed, and Kurosaki flew to the left under the violence.

"Varied……"

The moment Kurosaki was smashed away, he saw the figure of his assailant.

It was Kuki Heihachirou who was supposed to have been beaten by him.

Kazuma saw it too.

"Holy crap, are you a robot?" Kazuma couldn't help but ask. The last Japanese who could fight so well was in his mind Gou Fujita, Chen Zhen's last enemy in "Fist of Fury".

Of course, Kazuma has seen some very tough enemies before, but they are either not Japanese, or they are Japanese who have been transformed by the KGB.

Of course it would be different if it had been transformed by the KGB. After all, it was the KGB.

I saw the defeated Kuki Heihachiro standing on the ground like a Gundam. The scene was quite shocking.

Not only that, the muscles on his body have swelled even more than before, the skin on his hands and feet has turned dark, and his expression has become particularly ferocious. There are even horn-like protrusions on both sides of his forehead, forming a fierce ghost look.

Also, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Black Knight seemed to faintly see black energy rising from Heihachiro’s body?

What the hell! ?

Kurosaki glanced at Kazuma, convinced that Kazuma could see it too, and fell into astonishment.

Under Heihachiro's violent blow, he flew back seven or eight meters before landing. After landing, Kurosaki rolled on the ground for two weeks according to the inertia and then stood up straight. However, the numbness and severe pain from his arms made him almost unable to hold them. Hold the weapon - in fact, the short stick that withstood the impact has been bent into a crescent shape at this moment, and the bends are firing randomly, as if it is unusable.

There was a deafening roar over there. Heihachiro, exuding ferocious arrogance, raised his head and howled. There was no rational emotion in that shrill howl, but more of an inexplicable but extremely strong hatred. Even the Nine Demons nearby were frightened by it.

Howling, Heihachiro shifted his confused gaze to the nearest Kurosaki, raised his big stick in his backhand, and walked towards him with murderous intent.

Kurosaki gritted his teeth and got into a fighting stance, but Heihachiro stopped unexpectedly as he strode forward.

Heihachiro stopped and glanced warily at the figure that suddenly stepped between him and Kurosaki.

The man did not draw his sword, but just stood there and glanced at him indifferently, but in Heihachiro's thin consciousness, there was an emotion that was almost timid. Heihachiro roared as if to overthrow this sentiment, but his intimidation failed to sway him at all.

"Are you okay? Kurosaki-kun." Kazuma stood between the two and glanced at Kurosaki.

"Ahem, I'm sorry to show you my ugly appearance..." Kurosaki coughed. It seemed that it would take quite some time to regain his composure.

"Don't worry, leave it to me next, just be there to help me sweep the formation."

"Please be careful, that guy is extraordinary."

"Don't worry, I've dealt with similar things before. I'm very familiar with them, very familiar with them." Kazuma smiled slightly and moved his eyes to Heihachiro who was growling over there.

The "similar thing" that Kazuma refers to refers to the ghost man Kosa encountered by Changan Lake.

Kosa Masaaki was originally just a weak scholar who used brainwashing techniques to make illegal profits, but he was used as an experiment by Fuzhi Technology at Changan Lake. After being injected with super serum, he turned into a violent ghost. It took Kazuma and Seiryu a lot of effort to He solved it - at this moment, Heihachiro gave Kazuma the same feeling as the demon Kosa at that time. It was probably also a perverted product jointly created by Fuzhi Technology and the mysterious side.

Kazuma glanced at the top of Heihachirou's head, and saw that the blurry ghost character wrapped in black energy had now become clear, and the two characters "鬼鬼" condensed by black energy were emitting a faint light above his head. Heihachiro, who transformed into a ghost, roared, showing an unheard of ferocity.

However, when Kazuma looked at the intimidating Heihachiro, his mood was incredibly calm, and he even felt a strange sense of superiority, like a mantis holding a chariot.

That gratuitous sense of superiority, just like a lion naturally convinced of its own superiority when fighting a hyena, is an instinctive talent like bloodline suppression.

And this feeling of superiority was not just Kazuma's alone. As evidence, Heihachiro who was confronting him never dared to attack him, even though he roared repeatedly.

"what's the situation?"

Kazuma wondered. There was no such obvious feeling when Heihachirou first appeared, but he immediately felt this way after he transformed into a ghost.

Kazuma stared at the entry on the ghost transformation above Heihachiro's head, wondering if it was related to the entry, and a high fighting spirit suddenly surged in his heart.

Without any reason, I was convinced that I was in the upper hand, and for no apparent reason, I believed that I was sure of victory. This was the first time that I had such a wonderful feeling with a horse. Without thinking about the reason, Kazuma indulged his high fighting spirit. At this time, he suddenly heard a faint clang in his ears.

Kazuma looked down and saw Masamune popping out of the scabbard at some point.

Kazuma stretched out his hand and pressed the handle of the knife, always feeling that the authentic sound was clearer than before. Kazuma then focused his attention on his ears and listened carefully to the authentic sound of the sword. Unconsciously, the world gradually became quiet.

Feeling new, Kazuma simply closed his eyes and focused all his senses on Masamune in his hands. Not long after, even the sound of the knife finally disappeared, and the world became completely silent.

Kazuma opened his eyes and was startled.

"What?"

I saw Heihachiro in the distance rushing to a position two or three steps in front of him. His body was wrapped in ghostly aura, and he waved his big stick with a ferocious expression. At this moment, the big brass-toothed club was only less than a punch away from Kazuma's forehead, but it was hanging in the air as if it was still.

It was not just Heihachiro and the stick who were standing still. Heihachiro and Mari turned around and looked to the side, seeing a few kicked-up clods of soil floating in the air as if by magic.

Not far behind the clod was the anxious face of Kurosaki Nagahide. I saw that he was lowering his body into a sprinting posture, and compared to the still space around him, Kazuma could see traces of slow movement on his hands and feet.

Kazuma smiled slightly and pulled out Masamune from his waist. Compared to usual, this action cost him more energy. Therefore, Kazuma did not waste any more energy, and aimed at Heihachiro's dantian where the black energy accumulated, and released a tooth thrust.

From Heihachiro's big stick swinging in the air to Kazuma flashing behind him and sheathing his sword, it only took a moment.

Heihachiro, who was penetrated by the tooth protrusion, looked over with a troubled expression on his face, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he slowly fell backwards to the ground. After falling to the ground, Heihachiro's whole body twitched, and the surrounding muscles shrank rapidly as if they were leaking air. In the blink of an eye, the originally mighty strong man was reduced to only the strength to breathe.

"Police, police department supplement?"

Kurosaki, who originally rushed to rescue the driver, finally stopped, but he couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of him.

"I know you have a lot of problems." Feeling the inexplicable weakness coming from his body, Hema waved his hand.

"But let's wait until we get back to the dojo."

Kazuma's expression at this time seemed to be entering the sage's time.

Damn, I have to update the book, I’m so busy.

But there are battle chapters for both sides, and for me the happy time is about to begin.