Infinite Replacement

"Who is it?" Neng made a deep voice under the mask, making it impossible to distinguish its original tone.

Slow footsteps came from the shadows created by the branches and leaves of the trees, and a person came out. When he was standing where the moonlight just shone, there was a wooden knife at his feet.

Hebe heard the sound and knew it was Jingyu. He was a little relieved, but he couldn't let go.

He thought, ‘the prisoner’s target turned out to be that thing, how is it possible? ’

He didn't understand, and at first he was suspicious of the formality of the item he had held for eight years.

"It's you!" The mask rider said this with a tone of understanding Jingyu, causing Jingyu to raise her lips.

"I'm in Kyoto, it seems that there are not so many acquaintances." Jingyu reminded.

The mask rider stagnated. It’s useless to know more, and if you fight Jingyu who has challenged several Kendo masters and won an overwhelming victory, he wants to grab the thing on the ground and escape without grasping the victory.

Jingyu understands his thoughts, and stretches his feet early to pick up the wooden knife on the ground.

The wooden knife flew to the mask rider, disturbing his actions, so that he could only take it in his hands, in order to defend Jingyu's attack.

But Jingyu did not take the opportunity to attack in the past, but walked sideways.

After circumventing the forty-five degree arc, he picked up another wooden knife on the ground.

"Are you confident in your swordsmanship, do you want to compete with me?" He said to the mask rider.

The mask rider was stunned.

"Idiot?" Heibiji squatted on the ground because of dizziness, and didn't really faint. Hearing Jingyu's words, he could not help but roared with emotion, "Don't abandon your strongest karate, are you stupid?"

Jingyu didn't look at him, contemptuously said: "The loser shut up!"

Hiroshi's forehead bounced two green tendons in a row, his face soared, his skin was too dark, and he couldn't see red.

In short, he was quite indignant and whispered in his heart, ‘It’s the other party who cheated and threw me a wooden knife, which made me think it was a fair fight. Who knew he would hide his protective gear. I didn't lose! If he didn’t hide his protective gear, I would have broken his arm long ago’

If you say it, this is the barking of the dog.

The mask rider finally threw his retreat to the side, and gave a low voice of laughter.

He dropped the dagger in his hand, and the morale was high:

"Okay, let me show you my swordsmanship!"

He walked a few steps away from the small bag, standing face to face with Jingyu five meters away. He showed a completely different kind of seriousness than when he had just played against the Heibu Heiji, he took a posture-

Hold the wooden knife handle with both hands, with the tip of the knife up.

Jingyu also held the wooden knife in both hands, "You can start at any time." said calmly.

auzw.com The mask rider rushed over unwelcomely.

Under the dim light, the upside down, the horizontal cut, the wooden knife is even harder to see with the naked eye.

On the sidelines, you can only judge the trajectory of the knife based on the attitude of the opponent before the move, plus your own experience. However, Jingyu, whom he considered a kendo layman, easily resisted every knife.

The crisp sound of the wooden knives intersected into a piece.

"Ah," Hattori reacted and thought, "That's what it is!" After all, that guy has challenged the master of kendo and won, and naturally has the vision to see through the trajectory of kendo. but'

His eyes were mainly on the mask rider. ‘I was surprised just now. Haven’t you seen the sword technique used by this attacker? Is it an emerging school? ’

If you want to evaluate this kind of swordsmanship, it is different from the modern genres of competitive sports. It is a swordsman specializing in actual combat. Every move is a life-threatening attack, basically without defense.

No, maybe it can be said that it is to defend instead of attack.

The swordsmanship seems to contain general art of war.

‘The guy who created this swordsmanship is quite amazing! ’After watching the sword technique in its entirety, he flattered.

Then, ‘That guy is a monster! He stared at Jingyu, because the awe-inspiring emanating from Jingyu left a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

The opponent attacked tightly in rhythm more than a hundred times, and Jingyu didn't even move.

The fact that the mask rider finally calmed down from the enthusiasm of the offensive attack also surprised him.

Jingyu did not attack a move, but he took the initiative to jump out of the battle circle.

He panted slightly under the mask, looking at Jingyu's calm face, without a undulating chest, and understood the gap between the two sides.

But, ‘why! ’The same question appeared in the mind of Heiji and the mask rider.

Two masters specializing in kendo cannot easily accept this reality.

Jingyu didn't plan to fight again, his posture was put away, and the wooden knife was also dropped on the ground.

"Do you know?" He said to the mask rider: "The so-called martial arts, whether it is the use of weapons or empty-handed, in addition to teaching people how to protect themselves, is to hone the human mind. Constant practice, the heart will also follow Sculpting. When the attention has reached a certain height, you can sublime your own "Tao" from martial arts. But what about"

He paused, and his eyes became severe. "Someone can't sublime to debut, no matter how advanced the technology is. I really saw your swordsmanship, and I'm full of suspense that you are dissatisfied with the status quo and want to use it. It serves an ugly desire for some purpose."

‘Tao? 'Heibei Heiji was really unable to persevere at this time. When he was comatose, he glanced at Jingyu again, a little envious and curious,'What do you find from you who have trained martial arts to the extreme? What about? ’

The sound of him falling to the ground attracted Jingyu to look back.

The heart-shaking mask rider failed to reconcile, threw the wooden knife towards Jingyu, and ran away.

Jingyu opened the wooden knife and smiled slightly, ‘I didn’t plan to catch you now and there are two small mysteries that I didn’t solve. I wanted to hear what kind of information the police have collected tomorrow. ’

He called a number and called for an ambulance, and he returned to Shanneng Temple on a motorbike with a hand in hand.

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