Tokyo underground city

Chapter 286 Five Games

"...Carry him down!"

The referee walked over, rolled the strong man's eyelids, shook his head, and said to everyone in the Dragon King Club.

After the venue was cleared, the third challenger from the Dragon King Club had already stepped forward without stopping.

"Hiiragi, why don't you change your weapons?"

Lin Huai'en frowned as he looked at Kamiya Hiiragi standing in the center of the dojo holding a broken stick.

"The rules of the round battle are that no props are allowed to be used."

Chun frowned and said, "Sister Hiiragi is in danger. The one who comes up this time is someone who knows swordsmanship."

Lin Huai'en followed her gaze with some surprise.

This time he also realized the basis of Chun's judgment——

"Is the pace different..."

He looked at the bald swordsman's steps and nodded.

Although this bald knife-wielding man has funny tattoos on his head, the way he moves and keeps his feet close to the ground is obviously a habit only a martial artist has.

"When moving, the center of gravity of the swordsman's body is exposed. A sect that is good at grasping the rhythm will start from this point and attack the enemy in one breath when it is about to move."

"Over time, all schools have developed the habit of keeping their feet close to the ground, so that when the enemy attacks, they can stand firm and draw their swords as quickly as possible."

Chun frowned as he looked at the two people moving slowly in the dojo.

Indeed, compared to the liveliness and speed of the previous two games, the battle in the third trial was boring and dull, but Lin Huai'en could feel that there were a lot of beads of sweat on the foreheads of both Hiiragi and the opponent——

This is the result of high concentration.

"Drink!"

Lin Huai'en subconsciously looked for the tea cup, and the battle was over. Bald Head rushed towards Hiiragi, smashed her broken stick away with one arrow, and hit her arm.

Hiiragi threw down his naginata and took a step back to admit defeat.

"...Hiiragi, don't you want to resist again like Kunihiro Joji did before?"

Lin Huai'en couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Kuniguang City was hit by a fight, and a fight would hardly be fatal."

Tsubaki explained nonchalantly: "If Sister Hiiragi had stabbed him with a naginata, then no matter how hard he endured the pain, he would have been awarded a loss by the referee."

"The bald head used a wooden sword...so is it equivalent to being hit in the right arm by a real sword..."

Lin Huai'en nodded, roughly understanding the rules and etiquette of the entire gambling battle.

"Yes, it's my turn next. Please wait here."

Chun looked at Higurashi Higurashi walking forward, shook his hair a little carelessly, and then tied it into a ponytail——

"Don't worry, I will take care of the remaining three people!"

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Chun said three people, not two, because he had already judged that Higurashi Hidden Man was no match for the bald swordsman.

But the stubborn kimono man still used his best efforts, dragging the bald swordsman and wasting a lot of energy.

He roared angrily and pressed forward against the bald swordsman, constantly hitting the bald swordsman's shoulders and head with the wooden sword in his hand.

But he ignored the wooden sword that the bald swordsman hit him with.

But this kind of fighting style of injury is also allowed by the rules——

Because through this desperate attack, Uncle Higurashi firmly occupied the center line - that is, the critical line from the forehead to the lower body, so that the bald swordsman could only hit him in some insignificant places.

As for those truly "fatal" attacks, Higurashi also has enough judgment to block and avoid them.

Therefore, the two men fought fiercely for three minutes before finally retreating because Higurashi vomited blood.

It can be seen that if Higurashi Tibetan does not have ore syndrome, his swordsmanship strength should be able to steadily overpower the bald swordsman.

"give it to you……"

When Higurashi and Chun fell down from the center of the dojo, the clothes on his chest were already wet with blood.

And he looked at the girl, as if he had experienced a real life-and-death duel, and closed his eyes slightly——

"give it to you……"

"Don't worry, Dad Higurashi, you can rest first."

Chun stood up, her long hair swaying coldly on the back of her head.

She adjusted the wrist guards on her hands and looked at the bald swordsman with murderous intent in her eyes——

"I give you three seconds to surrender."

Looking at the pony-tailed girl walking towards him, the bald swordsman was panting, but he still opened his mouth dismissively——

"start!"

The moment the referee announced the start of the fight, Chun had already rushed over——

"three--!"

The naginata in the girl's hand collided with the wooden sword in the bald swordsman's hand. The next second, the wooden sword in the bald man's hand had already flown into the sky, and Tsubaki flew up without hesitation and kicked him in the temple.

The bald swordsman hit the ground straight as if he had died suddenly.

But until then, the wooden knife flew twice, fell to the ground, and broke into two pieces with a "click".

"...beautiful 'loudness'."

Amagi, who had been smiling and unmoved throughout the whole gambling fight, finally twitched his lips:

"I didn't expect you to come up in the third game. I thought you would be last."

He looked at the naginata man next to him who was about to stand up, and waved his hand to stop him: "Kazama, just admit defeat, you are no match for her."

Amagi looked at the pony-tailed girl in the center of the dojo——

"Among the five of you, only 'Oishino Taro' can be her opponent."

"But, Lord Tiancheng, even if I can't defeat her, I can still wear down her physical strength..."

The naginata man named Kazama hesitated but still made a suggestion to Amagi.

"It's not necessary. Now you can only serve as her warm-up battle."

Amagi replied calmly.

"Notarou is enough to take care of the remaining three of them."