"Why don't I know where to ask them where the monk's head is? A group of monks who only know how to chant sutras and teach the Dharma don't care about which monk is stronger or has better spear skills, so they deserve to have their legs broken when they run away! They deserve it!"
Kira Mansomaru is very discouraged, as are the twenty or so Kira family members, and there are still a few fools who haven't found their way back yet. They can only wait until they return to the Yashiki in Monzen Town by themselves at night.
"Is Master Hozoin Inei a very good spearman? I want to challenge him!" The most excited person to see Hozoin Inei was Takigawa Keijiro, followed by Shima Sauchi, who had also heard about Hozoin Inei.
The name is Honda Sanya again. The three-person team must work together. As the little tail, of course he must follow suit, and then there will be no one... The three children are the only ones who are very excited. The others are almost exhausted, so they don’t care.
Is the master of Baozangyuan Yinrong or Yinzhen?
Hozoin Yinei originally inherited the tradition of the monk soldier line and practiced the ancestral naginata technique. After he felt that the naginata technique was perfect, he suddenly felt that the long-handled naginata lacked protection, so he strengthened the protection while maintaining the attack power.
A new gun was created based on the branch sickle gun, called the katana gun.
According to his boast, the combination of attack and defense with a sickle, a spear, and a spear is the right way to shoot. Such a shameless boast will of course arouse fierce condemnation from some well-known marksman masters. In order to prove the correctness of his new idea, Yinrong and those opponents used
Their respective skills were tested together, and in the end no matter who challenged him, he was easily defeated.
After the war, some people also questioned Hozoin Yinrong's opportunism, and used the unfamiliarity of the katama gun method to repeatedly succeed in sneak attacks. However, facts speak louder than words, and the loser's clamor will naturally not be taken seriously. Therefore, his reputation for new guns and marksmanship
Gradually, people gave this new gun a new name, the Jumonji Gun.
Although Hozoin Yinrong's reputation is growing, he is not a person who is easily satisfied. In order to perfect his new spear skills, he took the Shinto-ryu from Togoku's Innocent Shinka, as well as Kamiizumi Hidetsuna, who is known as the best spearman in Shangzhou, etc.
People ask for guidance on spear skills, and Baozangyuan Yinrong, who is less than thirty years old, has already begun to have the image of a master. Baozangyuan maintains dozens of disciples learning spearmanship all year round, and every month there are always some stubborn people who come here to ask for guidance.
Therefore, Hozoin Yinrong was not surprised by the Kira family's team of more than 20 people.
"Hozoin Yinei! I, Takigawa Keijiro, want to learn spearmanship from you!"
"Pfft! Hahaha..." A group of monk soldiers and samurai laughed loudly in a very shameless manner. Every month, some stupid young people who are not clear-headed come over to challenge the spear skills, but no one has ever pointed it out as confidently as this kid.
The master here wants to learn the spear skills of Hozoin.
"Why are you laughing! What's so funny! Let me tell you! My spear skills are very powerful!" Takigawa Keijiro blushed and suddenly regretted it. It was too hasty to jump out to challenge as soon as he entered the door. If he was given another chance,
With a little time to dress up, the stunning look will surely shock these idiots!
"If you are not convinced, just challenge! I, Takigawa Keijiro, will be the best shot in the world in the future!"
"This kid is really arrogant! Hahaha... Boy, let me, Nakamura Usaburo, teach you a lesson!" Usaburo Nakamura is a young man of nearly 20 years old, with an ugly shaved head, picked up a plain gun and walked to the church.
In the middle of the field, he said boldly: "Come here! Boy! I won't bully you, I will give you three moves!"
"Yousaburo must teach this boy a lesson!"
"Let him know what marksmanship is!"
"Keijiro, come on!" Amidst the shouts of the disciples of Hozoin, only Shima Sauchi and Honda Miya still insisted on cheering. The samurai of the Kira family sat on the stone benches to rest. If it weren't for the request of the master of the hall, they would
I won't go to great lengths to find a monk.
"Okay! I'm going to start!" Takigawa Keijiro stabbed at the Tisu gun with such force and speed that he killed Nakamura Usaburo and threw away his helmet... Well, it was actually Takigawa Keijiro who shot that self-inflicted man.
The big guy fell to the ground. Fortunately, the head of the gun was covered, otherwise there would have been many holes in the guy's body.
Kira Manshomaru chatted with Nakajo Hidetaka in a casual manner: "Suretaka Hidetaka must have practiced spear skills, right?"
"I have indeed practiced. Nakajo-ryu is a sect that was created by combining the traditional military art passed down by my ancestor during the Kamakura period and combining it with Nen-ryu. My ancestor, Chohideo, even used his family's traditional marksmanship to communicate with the visiting military strategists from the East.
"
"So, Nakajo-ryu's spear skills should also be very powerful, right?"
"My training in spear skills is only superficial. My father always urges me to rest my sword skills, so I can't say how good I am. I feel really ashamed to compare with my ancestors."
"It's nothing. It's the same with me. I may be good at equestrian skills, but the rest are just at the level of enthusiasts." Kira Manshomaru yawned and dozed off leaning on the stone table.
"Oh! We won again! Come on Keijiro!"
"Asshole! Nakamura Usaburo was defeated! Yamada Yaheiji was defeated! Matsuzou and Goro were defeated again! Who sent this bastard? Is he the monk soldier of Enryaku Temple?" Several disciples of the Hohoin Temple looked at their group.
After being defeated one after another, he shouted angrily: "He must be cheating and using some sorcery! Tell me! Are you a monster invited by Enryakuji Temple?"
"Shut up!" Hozoin Yinrong glared at the troublemakers fiercely, forced them to retreat, then walked to Takigawa Keijiro and laughed loudly: "I think your marksmanship is passed down from Ise-ryu.
Right? Speaking of which, we all come from the same school. My family name is Ise, and my name is Ise Igamori. This Ise style marksmanship is also the ancestor of the family who came to Kofukuji Temple from Ise country. Which Ise style are you from?
What was passed down?"
"I don't know which school I belong to. I just practiced basic marksmanship with the samurai in the village for several years. I want to ask you to learn marksmanship. Please give me an answer!" Takikawa Keijiro persisted.
"Well, let's talk about the fight with my disciple." Baozangyuan Yinrong turned around and slowly walked back and sat down again. The young monk who had been standing behind him with a dull expression moved slightly when he heard the words, holding a clumsy-shaped stick.
The wooden gun entered the field.
"Isn't that your apprentice just now?"
"No, they are just like you. They stay in my Baozang courtyard. The Baozang courtyard is sparsely populated and will not support these lazy disciples. However, the poor monk will not chase them away. They can learn a lot.
It depends on personal luck. If you are willing to learn from them, you can skip this trial."
"Hmph! I don't want to imitate these losers. People who are knocked down in a few seconds are not as good as me and my little friends who fight." Takikawa Keijiro curled his lips in disdain, directly denying the significance of the existence of this group of people.
, one can imagine how devastated that group of people were after being double denied by Hozoin Yinrong and Takikawa Keijiro.
"My name is Takigawa Keijiro, please give me some advice!" Knowing that this was Hozoin Yinei's apprentice, Keiji became serious.
"Zeng Ami, please!" The dull monk raised his gun head slightly to indicate that he could attack.