After saying that, Oda Shinzo gave a flattering smile to Yagyu Kazuo. Yagyu Kazuo's face turned even darker now, and he wanted to chop this guy with a knife first.
Looking at Oda Shinzo, Chen Zifei had a look of disdain on his face. Just as he was about to stand up, Zhu Zhengyang stood up.
Pointing at Oda Shinzo's nose, Zhu Zhengyang cursed: "Old man, who do you think you are? This is a duel between Da Fei and Yagyu Ichi. What are you doing blindly?"
Yagyu Nodded secretly, this guy is pretty good, what he said is from my heart.
Zhu Zhengyang stood up directly and shouted: "Are you going to fight? Okay, you are not qualified to fight Da Fei yet, I will meet you."
Just as Zhu Zhengyang wanted to step forward, he was pulled back by Chen Zifei, who whispered: "This old guy is at the peak of Huang level, very close to Xuan level, and his katana swords are all real swords."
"I..." With one sentence, Zhu Zhengyang immediately lost his temper.
Just now, he was angry at the old guy, so he wanted to teach him a lesson. Now that he heard Chen Zifei's words, what else could he teach him? With his own strength, he was just using it to let the other party show off his sword skills, and it didn't necessarily mean that he would be cut into pieces.
Where is the block?
Chen Zifei smiled, walked forward and walked into the octagonal iron cage, "Stop talking nonsense, come in if you want to fight, don't waste time."
Oda Shinzo's face turned cold, feeling despised, and he stepped into the octagonal cage in one step.
"Boy, you will regret your decision just now, but it's too late to regret. I will chop you into pieces today." Oda Shinzo said with a ferocious smile.
After waving his hand, Hiroshi Matsumoto immediately ran up and handed a samurai sword with a dark red scabbard to Oda Shinzo.
Shaking the katana in his hand, Oda Shinzo narrowed his eyes and said with a ferocious smile: "Old man, it's been a long time since we fought together. Let's tear this damn boy to pieces today."
"Boy named Chen, my sword is called Blood Cry. It was passed down from the Warring States Period. Hundreds of people have been killed by it. Today I will use your blood to sacrifice this demonic sword."
After hearing Oda Shinzo's words, the surrounding students were attracted by the red sheathed katana.
"If you kill a hundred people, doesn't that mean you killed a hundred people? This is indeed a demon sword. I heard that the demon sword uses human blood as a sacrifice."
"Is this gym owner crazy? They even use samurai swords for martial arts competitions, and they are still such terrifying swords. They are meant to kill people."
"I'm curious about who the owner of this knife is. If this knife has killed hundreds of people, then its owner must be a big shot."
The students were discussing excitedly, and the topic all revolved around the demon knife.
Liu Sheng, a man with a brow, looked at the old man next to him and said, "Uncle He, is this sword really a demon sword? How could a demon sword be in the hands of an inconspicuous owner?"
As a member of the Yagyu family, Yagyu has been exposed to these samurai swords since he was a child. He knows that during the Warring States Period, many swords were called demon swords. Legend has it that demon swords have become spiritual, very bloodthirsty, and can also make their masters attack.
More vicious.
The legendary Muramasa, Murasame, etc. are all called demon swords.
It is conceivable that for a person who practices swordsmanship, this demon sword is undoubtedly more attractive than money. Every time it appears, it will definitely cause a bloody storm.
Uncle He just sneered and said disdainfully: "This guy's sword dares to be called a demon sword. He is really bragging."
Yagyu understood it immediately and laughed immediately. He quickly looked at the two people in the field with cold eyes, "Chen Zifei, let me see what kind of strength you have, and you can defeat a great Onmyoji."
Chen Zifei's expression changed, he looked at Oda Shinzo's sword warily, and soon burst into laughter.
"There is a bit of blood. If you want to say that this knife has killed people, I believe it. As for killing chickens or ducks, I don't know. But if you want to say that it has killed hundreds of people? Hahaha, are you kidding me?" Chen Zifei said with a look on his face.
of contempt.
Oda Shinzo's face suddenly became confused. He held the scabbard with his left hand, slightly pushing the blade out by one centimeter with his thumb, and already firmly holding the handle with his right hand.
"Boy, don't be complacent. Don't think that if you beat me once, you can win forever. It happens that I have just entered the Xuan level recently and become a real sword master. Today I will let you see what a real draw and slash is."
Tian Zhensan said with a ferocious smile.
"A flash..." A white light flashed, and everyone felt their eyes blur. Oda Shinzo had already appeared behind Chen Zifei, with the katana in his hand raised high, and his posture was very cool.
Matsumoto Qiao hurried to the students of Xijing University and said to several beautiful female students: "Did you see it? This is the draw sword. It is the fastest sword technique in kendo. In terms of speed, no other move can compare with it."
You have to draw your sword and kill him."
Matsumoto Hiroshi also heaved a sigh of relief. Just now, he was worried that his master was no match for Chen Zifei. Last time, he saw his master defeated with his own eyes and injured his hand. Although his master's strength had improved, looking at that man, Matsumoto Hiroshi
A sense of powerlessness arose in my heart.
Now seeing the master's draw and slash, Matsumoto Hiroshi felt relieved. Now the master's draw and slash was really like a ray of light. He didn't even see the master's movements clearly. It was obvious that the master's draw and slash was successful. No matter how strong that kid was,
, it was impossible for him to block this sword slash.
Matsumoto Qiao glanced at him, and suddenly ran towards Yitong, raised his head, and said proudly: "Tongtong, you saw it, this is how powerful it is to draw a sword and cut. That is my brother's master, and I am also going to learn swordsmanship from him.
Yes, my master is a sword master."
"Don't worry about that Chinese boy anymore. He is dead today. Don't worry, I will protect you from now on." Matsumoto Qiao said, patting his chest.
Soon Matsumoto Qiao discovered that Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi were glaring at him fiercely.
He immediately stared back and said disdainfully: "What are you looking at? Are you not convinced? Your friend was hacked to death, do you still want to avenge him?"
At this moment, bursts of exclamations suddenly came from the surroundings, and Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi had no time to pay attention to Matsumoto Qiao, and both looked nervously into the octagonal iron cage.
When Matsumoto Qiao turned his head, his eyes almost fell out.
I saw that Oda Shinzo's katana had been broken into two pieces, and his hands were full of blood, dripping down the broken katana to the ground.
Oda Shinzo seemed to be stupid. He didn't care about the injury on his hand. He looked at the broken sword and roared: "The Bloodweeping Demonic Sword is broken. How could it be broken? This is impossible."
Chen Zifei snorted contemptuously. The speed at which Oda Shinzo drew his sword was indeed very fast. It was the fastest sword technique that Chen Zifei had encountered since he became an ancient warrior. This was also the reason why Oda Shinzo's strength was greatly improved when he became a mysterious level.
related.
However, for Chen Zifei, it was too simple to just draw the sword to deal with him. With his body's speed and reaction, he hit the blade of the demon sword with one punch and broke it directly.
Looking at Oda Shinzo, Chen Zifei smiled and said: "Mr. Sword Master, do you want to continue fighting?"