People in the arena arena, fusing Saitama template!

Chapter 78: Official Intervention! Miyamoto Musashi 1v50!?。

The light emitted by Huayama’s body is warm and hot.

When it shone on him, Miyamoto Musashi even narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

However, as Huashan’s iron fist approached, the battlefield hero quickly returned to his original fierce and vicious expression. The triangular eyes are as sharp as an eagle dog, and a low roar like a jackal comes from the throat.

“Chop….”

At this time, Hanayama’s fist was no more than ten centimeters away from Miyamoto Musashi! Just between the electric flint, Miyamoto Musashi moved.

The finger gently hooked the hilt, and the single knife was clenched in the hand. However, the way he held his sword looked a little strange.

Only the index and middle fingers are in contact with the hilt, and the rest of the fingers are in a loose state. Yingying grasped it, and it looked like the sword could come out at any time.

But as a swordsman, it’s often about flexibility rather than stability when fighting for life and death. This gesture seems frivolous, but it actually relaxes the power of the sword to the greatest extent.

Simply put, defensible and defensible!….

Suddenly, the white light on Hanayama’s body suddenly came, and the cold light on Miyamoto Musashi’s sword was equally majestic! Finally, Miyamoto Musashi’s sword touched Hanayama’s fist with incomparable precision.

“Poof!”

The sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh and blood sounded, making Miyamoto Musashi smile inexplicably. Sure enough, as he expected, Huayama’s belief was as pure and flawless as white light.

Not to mention that even if it is a real sword, he will not have the slightest cowardice and dodge! A guy with such a strong will has to give back a good blow!

….

However, as soon as Miyamoto Musashi thought of this, there was a dull crash sound on the blade.

Before he could react, Hanayama’s fist slammed into the face with Miyamoto Musashi’s sword.

“Bang!”

Once again, Miyamoto Musashi was knocked out by Hanayama’s fist. But this time, after he landed, he jumped directly and stood up.

Although the force of the slash was not as strong as that of Huayama Fu’s fist, it also canceled out most of the strength.

What surprised Miyamoto Musashi the most was that he seemed to have cut something hard, causing the sword to break free.

As far as the eye can see, Hanayama is still standing in place, with a blood-stained katana stuck in the position of the index and ring fingers of his right hand.

“Oh? Is it stuck by a hand bone? ”

“Your bones are so hard!”

Miyamoto Musashi touched his chin and praised, his expression slightly stunned.

He has cut countless people in his life, but there are not many bones as difficult to cut as Huashan Smoke.

Especially his own saber is still left in the hands of the other party, and he is obviously at a disadvantage…….

“Hmm…..”

The wound on Huashan’s right hand was deep in the bone, and the sticky blood flowed down his arm to the ground like he didn’t want money, and soon gathered into a small lake.

From beginning to end, the tough guy’s brows didn’t seem to wrinkle a bit.

After pulling the knife out of the hand bone with a dull face, the flesh and blood on the hand had been cut through a wound five or six centimeters deep. The edge of the wound turned out viciously, which looked scary.

However, Hua Shan’s next move was a shock.

The broad and powerful hand grasped the wound, squeezed it tightly in the middle, and the wound was closed by the pressure of the huge force. Casually, he threw the pulled katana to Miyamoto Musashi.

The sword fell on the ground of Miyamoto Musashi, and there was a clanging sound. In turn, the sound of Huashan Fu sounded.

“Come again!”

Although the two simple words are loud, they are confusing in Miyamoto Musashi’s eyes.

On the battlefield, in a life-and-death struggle, no matter how you seize the enemy’s weapon, you will undoubtedly give your own side the upper hand.

Moreover, Hanayama is a warrior who trains his flesh to the extreme, not only does not run away when facing slashes, but also takes the initiative to return the weapon to himself.

Isn’t this a joke with your own life?

After bowing his head and pondering for a moment, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly raised his head, staring at Hanayama with doubtful eyes.

“Young man, why did you return the knife to me?”

Finally, Miyamoto Musashi, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn’t help but ask. Hanayama’s reply, though simple, is a pun.

“The sword is useless to me.”

As a warrior who fights in the flesh, Hanayama has never disdained the use of weapons. And another meaning of this sentence seems to be that the sword also does not determine the victory or defeat.

For a while, the atmosphere of the audience suddenly froze, and although Miyamoto Musashi’s expression was stunned, it eventually slowly became fierce

“Oh? Are you saying that my slash can’t kill you? ”

“Then I’m going to be serious.”

Saying that, Miyamoto Musashi inserted the returned long into the scabbard, and his hands were only placed on the hilt, and an inexplicable oppressive aura swept away.

There is no doubt that Miyamoto Musashi has decided to take the slash seriously.

“Oh~”

The blade slid through the scabbard, and there was a crisp sound of metal rubbing against the scabbard. Immediately afterwards, the shoulders are loose and naturally drooping, and the palms of the hands are tightly gripped with the two knives.

As soon as this posture came out, the many martial arts powerhouses who were watching couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Oooooh! It’s exactly the same as on the portrait! ”

“Is it the decision to use the double knife!? Is it two days first-class? ”

“I didn’t expect to see you at this time!”

“Flower Mountain Smoke… Can you win? ”

While everyone sighed that Miyamoto Musashi was finally going to be serious, they were also worried about Hanayama Smoke. Whether it’s martial arts, martial arts, or “athletes” competing in the ring.

But whenever force is compared, there is a problem called reciprocal restraint.

Hua Shan is straightforward, always insisting on defeating the opponent with dignity, and does not engage in those bells and whistles at all.

Miyamoto Musashi, on the other hand, is the opposite, as a great swordsman living in the war years, he is completely unscrupulous in order to achieve victory.

If you let a strong man like Blade Tooth, who is at the pinnacle of technology, fight against Miyamoto Musashi, there is still a possibility of victory… Even if he can win in the end, it is estimated that he will be cut a lot.

Although everyone knows that the two males must not interfere in this iron law when they fight, after all, they are also friends, and they are really worried about Huashan. Thinking of this, the Liehai King gestured to Luo Zhu on the side with his eyes.

Luo Zhu nodded excitedly after taking the look. He came here to fight Miyamoto Musashi.

If Huashan can’t withstand it, he will naturally make a move…

In the field, the two males faced each other, divided and standing.

Hanayama rarely attacked with a defense, waiting for Miyamoto Musashi to take the initiative to step forward.

Miyamoto Musashi is also unyielding, with two swords in hand, it is already his strongest form.

After taking a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became harsh, and his face became as vicious as a demon because of the pull of his muscles.

“Woohoo~”

I saw a short figure leaning over, and the blade shadow in the sky stretched out.

Even people who don’t know martial arts or martial arts know how to dodge when facing a person who is rushing towards him with a sword.

But Huashan still stood still like a big mountain, and once again assumed that pose like a “shot putter”.

The legs were spread out, and the upper body twisted towards the rear with all his might. The fists are constantly clenched, clenched, clenched and clenched again!

For Hanayama Fu, his combat skills are only this one. Speed X Weight X Grip Power = Destructive Power!

And this formula is also the only truth he believes in.

It is worth mentioning that Huashan has shown amazing grip strength since childhood.

Pinch the corners of a deck of playing cards with your bare hands and fold a dollar coin twice over and over again.

In the early days, he was able to squeeze people’s flesh and blood directly with simple grip strength.

Now, the grip strength has become directly proportional to his weight speed, coupled with the abnormal hardness of his bones, the punch he wields is even more powerful!

…..

In the blink of an eye, thick fists and sharp blades are about to clash at this moment. Luo Zhu had been eating melons for such a long time, and the masses seemed to be eager to try.

I want to wait for Huashan to come to a handsome rescue when it is about to die. And yet… Nine out of ten things happen in life.

Just when everyone’s attention was on the two heroes in the field, a short figure suddenly burst out from the side.

“Flower Mountain Smoke! I’ll guard you! ”

The moment the voice sounded, the black shadow suddenly flew between the two. Meantime……

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

The sword and fist all fell on the man’s body!

Such a sudden change surprised everyone, and even Miyamoto Musashi and Hanayama did not react! After a brief pause in the air, everyone’s attention shifted to a third party who suddenly appeared.

At first glance, the man was wearing a heavy set of iron armor, so that he could withstand the attack of the two without dying. When the man took off his helmet and revealed his true face, everyone gasped.

“Motobu Yizang?! Why are you here!? ”

“Hurry up, don’t get in their way!”

“This product is really persistent, it seems that I have no chance to sell today.”

“Alas! What a complete maniac! ”

…

The crowd received mixed reviews for the appearance of the main department.

But after all, they have been martial arts friends for many years, and it is not convenient for the onlookers to say too heavy things. However, his appearance has a different meaning for the two warring people.

Hanayama was interrupted because of the battle, and his eyes were full of anger.

Miyamoto Musashi was also displeased, and looked coldly at Motobu Yizang who fell to the ground.

“You again?”

“Are you in such a hurry to send you to death?”

In the face of Miyamoto Musashi’s questioning, Motobe crawled out of the ground with heavy armor.

Blood slowly flowed from the chest that had just been slashed, and the armor on his leg was dented because of the punch. Seeing that this equipment could not be used, Motobu Yizang slowly took it off, revealing the inner armor inside.

This instigator actually wore two layers of armor!?

However, even with a double layer of protection, Miyamoto Musashi’s sword easily cut through and stabbed the flesh and blood inside. For everyone’s puzzlement, Hanayama and Miyamoto Musashi’s anger.

Benbu Yizang just smiled indifferently, immediately raised his head, and said in a cheerful manner.

“Miyamoto Musashi, as a figure in history, Hugh wants to kill our modern people!”

“I heard that you also injured a lot of people before you came here tonight.”

“I have a big gift for you!”

When the words fell, Motobe pointed to the outside of the dojo. In an instant, several white lights were projected, and a sound came from the loudspeaker.

“Miyamoto Musashi! You’ve been surrounded! ”

“Please lay down your arms and surrender now! Otherwise, we don’t mind using force to suppress it! ”

The voice coming through the loudspeaker was loud and hoarse, as if giving an ultimatum.

Hearing the voice, everyone in the audience was stunned.

They didn’t expect that this time, the headquarters Yizang not only suddenly appeared to disrupt the situation, but also brought people here? What does he want to do!?

Is it to bring Miyamoto Musashi to justice!?…..

After a moment of silence, the warning outside the door was still playing on a loop. Motobu Yizang also raised his head and slowly spoke.

“Miyamoto Musashi, no one in this world knows your strength better than me!”

“But after all, you are a person of the past, and the concepts you believe in are incompatible with us!”

“In order to completely defeat you today, there are still fifty police officers with real guns and live ammunition outside, I suggest that it is better for you to obediently surrender.”

Miyamoto Musashi is already sinister enough to do things, but no one expected that this old fritters of Motobu Yizang would be more yin! Wearing two layers of armor to disrupt the situation, he also brought the official forces of the Neon Country over?

However, this can also be regarded as Miyamoto Musashi’s own evil consequences, if he cuts people in the arena of the dome, the official forces will be somewhat jealous of Tokugawa Mitsunari’s face and dare not send troops.

But tonight, in order to satisfy his own selfish desires, Miyamoto Musashi used force to force Hanayama’s younger brother to inquire about their location.

If the official let this go unchecked, it would be a big mess.

So after learning Miyamoto Musashi’s intentions, Motobu Yizang surrounded this place with people…

After the audience was silent for a long time, Miyamoto Musashi’s flat voice came again.

“Hmm…..”

“You seem to have misunderstood something?”

“If you think fifty people can submit me, you’re underestimating me.”

When the words fell, Miyamoto Musashi put the knife into its sheath, and his eyes began to roam back and forth, sweeping all the heroes over. In the end, he ignored Yi Zang, who was confronting him, and instead walked straight to the door.

When he reached the last step, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly turned his head and turned his head to reveal a meaningful smile.

“Wait a minute, then it’s your turn…”

After speaking, Miyamoto Musashi directly pushed open the door and rushed out alone………….