For a long time, Karori Ichiro remained motionless.
Was there a need to see through it?
There was no need at all!
Karori Ichiro's posture and muscles were completely undisguised. What he was brewing was a slash that was as sharp as a flash of lightning.
Karori Ichiro's pure speed was already accumulating in this rigid and inflexible posture, surpassing Karori Ichiro. As long as Karori Ichiro dared to step within ten centimeters of Karori Ichiro's attack range, what awaited him would be a thunderous strike.
But the upper part of the structure had its flaws.
In the silence, Karori Ichiro's mind raced.
If Karori Ichiro wanted to use distance to win, then he could also use distance to his advantage.
Indeed, there was a ten-centimeter gap between their attack range, but Karori Ichiro's sword still needed time to land on his body. If he rashly used the middle part of the attack range, he would be in danger. Thus …
While he was deep in thought, his body had already reacted naturally.
Karori Ichiro lowered his body, bent his waist, bent his legs, and extended the sword in his hand forward, pointing it at Huai Shi's lower body.
It was simple geometry.
Huai Shi also changed his posture.
Middle part.
Sudden thrust structure.
"Throat."
Karori Ichiro pointed his sword straight at Karori Ichiro's vital point and said where he was going to attack next. Sudden thrust minimized the distance of the slash and maintained the advantage of the attack range.
Karori Ichiro placed all his strength in this attack.
Before Karori Ichiro's attack reached him, Karori Ichiro's throat would be pierced.
It was at that moment that Karori Ichiro smiled and sheathed his sword.
His movements were as smooth as flowing water, and his movements were natural and harmonious. He had practiced this thousands of times, and it had already been engraved in his bones. All his reactions and the use of his muscles had entered the process that had been repeated for an unknown amount of time.
This was … the Sword Drawing Technique!
The moment Karori Ichiro reacted, he had already shot towards Huai Shi!
Ground Shrinking!
It was still a Kendo technique that was so pure that there was no next time. Karori Ichiro relied on his toes to push his body forward, achieving the terrifying effect of moving forward without any warning.
After accelerating in the blink of an eye, Karori Ichiro's feet stepped on the ground, and his speed increased explosively for the second time!
Immediately afterwards, Karori Ichiro's knees and muscles pushed him forward, as if he was flying close to the ground. His speed increased for the third time!
In that instant, Karori Ichiro Ichiro had already entered Huai Shi's ten centimeter range... but this change was too fast. Huai Shi Ichiro's thrust was already too late.
Ichiro Ichiro's attack.
Karori Ichiro's!
Today, Katori Ichiro relied on his own swordsmanship to break free from the measurement of numbers and surpass physics!
The situation had reversed!
"Now — —"
It was at that moment that Huai Shi pulled back her sword to defend herself.
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His arm strength and skills, which he had trained for many years, were enough to cut a person in half in an instant!
It didn't matter even if Huai Shi was able to block this attack. After closing the distance, it was already his home ground. His opponent had already entered the trap, and he had a hundred thousand ways to react to it. He could kill Huai Shi!
He grinned and growled, "Roar!"
At the same time, he was greeted by shouts of disbelief.
"Noodles!"
The instantaneous changes and intertwining caused everyone's eyes to blur, making it difficult for them to see the changes clearly.
A resounding voice was heard.
That was the cry of steel, the sound of blades rubbing against each other was so resounding.
Its sharp voice spread out and was drowned out by the clamor that followed closely behind.
The two of them froze in place.
A sweet heat fell from the top of his head and landed on Katori's face. The color of blood spread and fell to the ground.
He widened his eyes in a daze, looking at the blade that was only a sliver away from his eyes. He was so close to death that it was almost non-existent.
He had lost.
When he raised his head stiffly, he saw Huai Shi's cut hand — and the broken blade in his hand.
"The outcome has been decided."
Huai Shi smiled and announced softly, "I won."
Ichiro fell into a daze.
His lips quivered.
He couldn't believe it.
He couldn't believe what he had seen in that instant …
Just now, the cry of steel wasn't heard once, but … twice!
It was just that the interval between the two sounds was so narrow that many people couldn't tell the difference between the two. And the second sound was the sound of his sword being blocked.
The first sound … was the wail of Huai Shi's sword breaking.
When Ichiro pounced past the ten-centimeter mark, Huai Shi pulled back his sword to defend, as if he had already expected this. Then, right in front of Ichiro's eyes, he raised his hand and placed it on his sword —
Then, he broke his own sword into two!
Clean and efficient.
His movements were so skillful that it was as if he had practiced it countless times in his mind.
In an instant, the katana in his hand became two blades!
By the time Ichiro reacted, the part of the blade in his hand blocked the sword in front of his sword, and the other part of the broken blade was already in front of his eyes.
Victory was announced.
And so, the dust settled, and the outcome was decided.
In the dead silence after the clamor outside the arena, Huai Shi raised his hand that was holding the sword and pushed Ichiro's sword to the side. He took a step back and let go of his hand, allowing the sword covered in his own blood to fall to the ground.
The other broken blade with a hilt was still pressed against his face.
Ichiro stared blankly at the sword in front of him. After a long time, he finally raised his head and looked at Huai Shi.
"You planned this from the beginning?" ‘
He asked hoarsely, "You planned to do this from the beginning?"
"It's very shameless, isn't it? But I have no choice. I can't compare to you in swordsmanship. "Huai Shi shrugged and replied helplessly," Of course, I have to be prepared. "
From the beginning, he hadn't dared to underestimate Ichiro.
Indeed, his swordsmanship was limited by the fact that he couldn't use Origin Substances or Stigmata.
Indeed, his arms and height were longer than Ichiro's, so he had an advantage … … but what was the point of that?
Wasn't a technique that could allow a person to break through their limits, make up for their weaknesses, and turn the tide of battle around?
If Ichiro's swordsmanship was able to close the distance between them by ten centimeters, what would he do then?
As such, it was better to beat him at his own game … … provoke him, guide him, and tempt him to close the distance between them.
Close the distance between them until they were within seventy-five centimeters … …
And then, two blades against one blade!
From the very beginning, Ichiro had already jumped into Huai Shi's trap.
This wasn't because he lacked experience in combat, but rather because he lacked knowledge in the Uncanny Way — — as long as there was nothing wrong with his brain, who would have thought that his opponent would suddenly break his blade and play with him?
"You probably don't have many life and death battles with others, right?"
Huai Shi lowered his head and observed Ichiro's stunned expression. He couldn't help but shake his head. "Wait until you meet someone who can stuff explosives between their teeth. You won't think that breaking a blade is a big deal anymore."
This was against the rules!
This was against the rules!
Ichiro really wanted to say this, but in the end, he closed his eyes in silence.
He sighed silently.
He let go of the sword in his hand.
"I lost." He bowed his head respectfully. "Thank you for your guidance."
"No need to thank me, no need to thank me."
Huai Shi happily raised his hand and patted his shoulder. "Little Ichiro, it's normal for a young person to be arrogant and complacent after achieving so much. When you go back, remember to practice more and improve every day. Don't slack off. Only then will you be able to become a pillar of the Modern Era!"
As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at the referee.
"Are you mute? Say something. "
The referee froze for a moment. His stiff expression twitched as he finally spoke. "The victor has been decided!"
Winner, White Paper Man!
Thus, Huai Shi turned his head and looked at the stiff faces outside the arena. He raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Then, from the silence, a crisp applause rang out.
It came from the very top.
Sheng Tianmu smiled and raised his hands to clap twice. Then, he turned his head to look at the faces below the arena and waited quietly.
Until those people finally came to their senses from the old man's gaze. They raised their hands in panic and clapped with all their might, fighting to be the first!
Thunderous applause emerged out of nowhere and filled the entire banquet. They cheered for the victory of the Alliance Master!
It lasted for a long time.
Even if their palms were red from clapping, they didn't dare to stop or slow down in the slightest.
Until Sheng Tianmu raised his hand with a smile and pressed it down. In an instant, the entire banquet was silent.
Only a helpless voice came from the side.
"No matter how much you want to show off, it's still a bit too much. Father." Li Hua raised her eyes and said. "White Paper Man is still bleeding."
Sheng Tianmu suddenly understood. He patted his head and revealed a kind smile. "Look at my impatient temper. Lord Huang Chuan, Lord Huang Chuan, can you send a doctor over to take care of it?"
"Hmph." Huang Chuan's expression was gloomy. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he lowered his head. "You are the Alliance Master. Of course, you have the final say. Men — —"
"No need."
Li Hua stood up and gently said. "Father, you guys can chat first. Just arrange a room to rest. I will help White Paper Man take care of it. "
As she spoke, she pulled her hair behind her ear and revealed a beautiful smile.
Once these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the entire banquet hall suddenly stagnated. A low clamor spread out. Everyone looked at Huai Shi with a burning gaze, as if they wanted to burn this bastard to death here.
Li Hua smiled, natural and unrestrained.
Then, under the guidance of the servants, she brought Huai Shi out of the banquet hall.
Huai Shi felt that his entire body was not good.
It was not excitement, but discomfort.
The sense of danger coming from Li Hua was getting stronger and stronger, making people uneasy.
Along the way, Li Hua walked in front with a smile. After the servant opened the door, she turned around and instructed. "I have some confidential matters to discuss with White Paper Man. You guys don't need to come close."
"Yes." The servant nodded frantically. After respectfully retreating a few steps, he turned around and left.
In the dead silence, Li Hua watched him leave before slowly closing the door. She smiled at Huai Shi, who was in the room with a cautious and confused expression.
Huai Shi, wanting to say something but hesitating, wanting to say something again.
Full concentration, careful and vigilant.
He was afraid that she would take off her hypocritical mask in this place where there was no one around. She wanted to show off her beastly desires and ruin his pure body.
"White Paper Man, don't be nervous."
Sheng Tianmu Li Hua smiled and walked in. She said gently. "Come, let me show you something good …"
As she spoke, she lifted her hair and untied her belt. Then, she pulled open her wide collar and slowly took off her exquisite and gorgeous robe.
Under Huai Shi's dazed gaze, she revealed … her body tight leather clothes that did not reflect any light at all. She also revealed all kinds of small and complicated intrusion devices.
And the syringe gun in her hand.
By the time Huai Shi reacted, the syringe gun in her hand was already pressed against Huai Shi's neck and she pulled the trigger.
Just like that, the drug that was enough to make hundreds of people fall into a deep sleep was injected into Huai Shi's artery.
Huai Shi's vision turned black as he fell to the ground.
Then, Li Hua picked him up and threw him on the bed.
"Have a good sleep, Huai Shi."
In his daze, he seemed to hear a familiar voice calling his name. Then, he saw a figure walking towards the window, pushing it open and jumping into the night.
He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep … Like hell.
Could it be that the drug resistance that he developed from eating so many Demon Cooking Dishes was a joke!
Huai Shi was still full of energy!
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