Chapter 214 Clear Water Flow

Seeing Kawashima Taro approaching his fingers, Xiao Ze knew that if Kawashima Taro caught him directly, he would probably fall down fiercely, and it would be almost the same if he didn't fall half way down!

Xiao Ze was not familiar with judo, and he was afraid he had a second move. He tried his best to block Kawashima Taro's claws and then jumped back quickly!

Taro Kawashima chased after him, his arms swayed, his fingers were like hooks, and he was as fierce as a tiger to lock Xiao Ze's arms.

"Brother, teach him a lesson, and I want him to taste all the humiliation!" At this time, Jiro Kawashima on the sidelines looked proud and even deliberately stimulated Xiao Ze in Chinese, because Xiao Ze kept retreating, his elder brother was attacking, and his elder brother's strongest sword was not used at all!

However, compared to Jiro Kawashima's pride, Hitoo Hayada was not at all relaxed, because he saw more thoroughly. Although one of the two was attacking and the other was defending, neither showed any sign of defeat. Even those who were attacking could not break the opponent's defense, they would have some disadvantages in strength.

Kawashima Taro's strongest sword was not used, but they didn't know that his opponent was the strongest, so they probably didn't use it either.

At this moment, Xiao Ze on the field had already started to fight back. He saw his body jumping back quickly, his right foot swung his tail like a poisonous scorpion, and passed through Kawashima Taro's arms like lightning, quickly taking his lower palate, instantly changing from defense to attack, and it was fast and fierce!

Taro Kawashima was shocked. He did not expect Xiao Ze could fight back in such a sudden retreat! But after all, he was a master of the eighth-stage kendo. In an instant, he closed his arms and sank down hard!

"Bang!" The arms and feet hit each other, and Taro Kawashima seemed to hit a locomotive, "Dingdeng" took three steps in a row.

Not only did Xiao Ze stand on the ground smoothly, but he also quickly followed two steps as soon as he landed. He suddenly raised his right leg and hit his knee and elbow to face Kawashima Taro's face, not giving Kawashima Taro the slightest chance to breathe.

This is also the experience of fighting against Li Xuchong. Once the opponent is panicked, you must seize the opportunity at this moment and expand your advantage. You can finally get fucked by the idiots, and give him a chance to gain a foothold.

Taro Kawashima was shocked, his face was tilted back rapidly, and his arms were struggling forward.

"Bang--" Kawashima Taro's hand was smashed heavily by Xiao Ze, and it hit his face at the same time. In an instant, the face twisted, with a wisp of residual blood.

"Haga!" Kawashima Taro was furious, waved his arms and wanted to grab it again.

But Xiao Ze would not give him such a chance again. He shouted angrily and clashed out like a cheetah that had been accumulating for a long time, with a fierce whip leg facing him!

"Bang--" Kawashima Taro resisted with his hands again, but took several steps back.

The arm can't twist the thighs. The strength of human arms is never as strong as the legs, but Japanese martial arts pay too much attention to the strength of the hands and ignore the strength of the legs and feet. This is the case with karate and judo. Therefore, when facing Xiao Ze at this time, the disadvantage is even greater.

Xiao Ze roared repeatedly, his legs kicked out his six legs in one breath like a crazy dancing wheel. Kawashima Taro took six steps in a row without any backhand power, his steps were unsteady, and he was breathing heavily.

Xiao Ze rushed forward, howled his right fist, rolled up thousands of wind and waves, and grabbed Kawashima Taro's chest.

"Haga, go to die!" Kawashima Taro roared. Although his arms were in pain in the lattice just now, he still had the ability to counterattack. He saw his hands poking out like lightning on one side of his body, and he actually grabbed Xiao Ze's right arm attacking accurately.

Taro Kawashima was overjoyed and was about to take advantage of the situation to make a shoulder drop, but Xiao Ze's knee arrived first: "Bang--!"

Taro Kawashima's lower abdomen was heavily touched, and he immediately groaned, and his hands couldn't help but let go of Xiao Ze's right arm. "Dingdeng" took three steps in a row, and a bloodshot oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Ze took advantage of the situation like lightning and punched Kawashima before Taro Kawashima could recover his energy.

"Bang--!" Kawashima Taro screamed, turned over and fell to the ground, with his nose bleeding profusely, and his face was covered in blood. It could be said that he was extremely embarrassed.

"If you don't have that ability and pretend, you can't use sword masters, right?" At this time, Xiao Ze finally sneered and mocked. If it was a life-and-death battle, Xiao Ze would definitely continue to attack and knew to completely defeat him. But this is just a competition. Since it is a competition, it is enough to determine the outcome.

Now Kawashima Taro has obviously lost. Both Kawashima Jiro and Hayda Hitoo's faces look extremely ugly.

"Do you want to go? If you don't fight, I'll go back." Xiao Ze looked at the so-called 9th kendo master, Hitoshi Hayata, and spoke very easily.

"Wait a minute!" At this time, Kawashima Taro, who was extremely embarrassed, suddenly stood up, "Xiao Zejun, we were competing with fists and feet before, but our swordsmanship is not comparable yet."

"If you don't have that ability, why don't you pretend to be a force and don't fight me with weapons. Now you lose without weapons, you have to use weapons again. You can't afford to lose, right?" Xiao Ze's last favoritism for this little Japanese was gone. It is said that Japanese samurai valued their reputation and reputation very much, but true reputation and reputation are not something that can be fought for by such a silly face.

Taro Kawashima's face became even more ugly, but he still put his knife out.

Xiao Ze also knew that the Japanese were not distinguished by swords and swords. Most of the Japanese practiced swords, but they also called it Jiandao.

"The honor of the Kawashima family does not allow me to lose to a Chinese, especially a Chinese who practices martial arts much shorter than mine. Mr. Xiao Ze, please take out any weapons you use."

"Please don't say that. China can beat you at your level, and you can't count it. You can beat me with the big fist of my sandbag!" Xiao Ze shook his head proudly. In fact, he really doesn't want to compete with a few Japanese during this period of time, but someone draws his sword to chop you. Can't you stand and let them cut? You have to fight if you don't fight.

Upon hearing this, Kawashima Taro's face was even more displeased, "Do you think that I, a master of kendo eighth stage, deserve to let you show off your weapons when I draw a sword?"

"The eighth section of the kendo is just eighth section. Don't add the word "master" to the word "master". It makes people laugh if you say it." Facing someone who is unhappy, especially a little Japanese, Xiao Ze doesn't give you any face at all.

Sure enough, the displeasure on Kawashima Taro's face had reached its peak, and a fierce aura spread out. He decided to defeat Xiao Ze, and defeat him overwhelmingly!

"Please give me some advice!" No longer hesitating, Taro Kawashima shouted solemnly, and his quick steps seemed to have a unique function of shrinking into inches. In an instant, he rolled in front of Xiao Ze, and a thunderous knife was on his head!

"Chi——?" Feeling the blazing arc and knife aura in front of him, Xiao Ze's face immediately became solemn, and his body shook rapidly. While avoiding the blade, his left leg was slanted like the wind, and he hooked Kawashima Taro's right arm joint!

Taro Kawashima, who had the treasure sword in his hand, seemed to have changed. He easily avoided Xiao Ze's attack on one side of his body. At the same time, the sword quickly turned around and cut Xiao Ze's waist slanted.

Xiao Ze was shocked and did not dare to touch him head-on. The strength of his waist suddenly burst out and he retreated quickly.

Taro Kawashima missed the first sword, and in a flash, the second sword rolled up to the ground, like a ground dragon rising from the ground, carrying the rolling smoke and murderous aura in the sky!

"What a powerful knife!" Xiao Ze retreated again, jumped to the right quickly, and barely avoided this fierce knife.

Unexpectedly, before he stood firm, Kawashima Taro's third knife rose up again, like a dragon rising from the sky from the abyss, making a strange scream, thrusting straight into Xiao Ze's chest!

Xiao Ze's pupils shrank, and he flipped into the air in an instant. He used his hands to sway behind Kawashima Taro with his hands.

"Crack--" The blade and knife that swept upwards unmatchedly destroyed the branches. Among the fiery red leaves floating all over the sky, Taro Kawashima slowly turned around.

"Mr. Xiao Ze is indeed very capable, and even avoided my special skills!" There was no relaxed expression on Kawashima Taro's face.

Xiao Ze looked down at his chest. There was a three-inch-long knife mark between the second and second buttons of the shirt, with a hideous big mouth open, revealing the strong muscles inside! Xiao Ze knew very well that in the face of this exquisite sword technique, he could actually not compare with the eighth-stage master among ordinary people. He was not as fast as the Apocalypse, so he could dodge with his speed and turn the risk into a bargain.

"Next will be my strongest skill, please give me some advice." Kawashima Taro's face was solemn, and his whole aura suddenly changed. The sword swept slanted, and it seemed that the rippling waves of water were rippling in the sky. He could no longer see where the knife was!

"It seems very powerful!" Xiao Ze was shocked, and made a quick decision and retreated quickly!

Taro Kawashima strides over, and it seems that he will be another knife. In the water waves, the sword is coming from all directions, and it is impossible to tell the trace!

"The sword technique is amazing, but unfortunately I can see through this speed!" Xiao Ze roared angrily, put his palms together, and clamped Kawashima Taro's not very fast sword force like lightning and thunder. Then he kicked Kawashima Taro's chest hard - he has always been merciless to the Japanese.

"Bang--!" Kawashima Taro groaned, and the sword escaped, but the person flew backwards and finally fell heavily to the ground.

The eldest brother's strongest moves were broken, and Jiro Kawashima's face finally turned into an extremely ugly jelly purple this time. And Hitoo Hayada couldn't help but lit up his eyes.

"How is it possible? My sword is not as strong as the 9th st. It is impossible for me to stop it without the strength of the 9th st. It is impossible for you to reach the 9th st. The 6th st. "The embarrassing Taro Kawashima still cannot fail.

"Now that the knife has lost again, is it necessary to compete with me with marksmanship before it will be over?" Xiao Ze mocked.

Taro Kawashima suddenly became silent.

With a smile on Hayda Hitoo's face, he comforted Kawashima Taro and said, "Kawashima, you finally used the skill of Qingshuiliu, and have reached the level of using your will to control the sword. I think you will soon become the real 9th ​​kendo."

"So what, I lost!" Kawashima Taro was depressed and a little unwilling to accept it.

"Mr. Xiao Ze's strength has indeed opened my eyes. I originally thought I didn't need to compete with Mr. Xiao Ze, but now it seems that I am looking forward to it." As Hayda Hitoo spoke, he had already walked into the field.

It seems that I have to learn from Kawashima Taro, and I have to beat him if I don’t want to.
Chapter completed!