Chapter 637 The Highest Level

Gao Yi has been practicing martial arts since he was young, but he has never duelled with anyone.

A competition is a competition, it only determines who is better, not who lives or dies.

Now it's a matter of both superiority and inferiority, and of life and death. The most important thing is the notebook.

I have practiced martial arts for a lifetime and today it is all worth it.

A man named Honji came in wearing a kimono, wooden clogs on his feet, a wide robe with big sleeves, a katana and a wakizashi slung diagonally on his waist, and his expression was solemn and stern.

I don’t know why, but just looking at this person, Gao Yi didn’t feel disgusted at all.

As a fellow warrior, Gao Yi would definitely give the greatest respect to an enemy in a fair fight.

There were a lot of broken glass and several dead bodies in the hall, but the ground away from the gate was quite clean. The Samurai entered the hall, took off his clogs, bent down to straighten the clogs, and put them aside.

Benzi bowed and said something in a gibberish.

I couldn't understand what they said, but he came in alone. He was very classy and presentable.

Someone outside shouted in English: "Tenchen Ittoryu, Fujii Kinmei is here."

There's nothing that can be done about this, really. Although he despises the little notebook, but at this point, Gao Yi can only obediently take a few steps forward.

Gao Yi also bowed, then clasped his hands together and said loudly: "Xingyi, punch no more than three times."

Isn't this the time when nicknames are used?

This damn sense of ritual, how many secrets will it reveal.

But there was no way. Even if Gao Yi died, even if he died here immediately, he had to follow the rules and complete the process.

The man was not young. He looked to be about sixty years old, with short hair and a gray beard. He wore a black kimono and white socks. At this moment, he turned around slightly, put his right hand on the hilt of the knife, and started mumbling again.

"Please draw your sword, sir."

Gao Yi knew that the book had Itsuki-ryu and Datta-ryu, but he knew very little about the martial arts styles in the book, so he really had no idea what the Itsuki-ryu was.

I just know that this book emphasizes fast against fast. If you are fast, I will be faster than you. Killing the opponent before being killed is a common feature of almost all schools.

If the opponent wanted to draw his knife, Gao Yi would naturally not go empty-handed. When his opponent put his hand on the hilt of the knife, he directly grasped the handle of the hammer and pulled it out.

Fujii Jinming took a few small steps forward, holding the hilt of the sword but not drawing it. Judging from Gao Yi's limited knowledge, this seemed to be the way of drawing swords, not the way of itrikyu.

Gao Yi doesn't care whether it's the sword-drawing style or the one-sword style.

If your opponent won't make the first move, then you should take the initiative.

Gao Yi was afraid that once he made a move, he wouldn't be able to see the master's moves, because he had to strike first and the opponent would basically have no chance to defend.

The two sides were two meters apart, which was a very suitable attack distance for the original sword technique, but it was an awkward distance for Gao Yi who was holding a short weapon.

Gao Yi moved forward without swinging the hammer in his hand, because he used the hammer as a defensive gear rather than an offensive weapon. To him, no matter what weapon the opponent used, as long as he got close to him, the opponent would be dead.

At this moment, a bright knife light flashed.

Fujii Kinmei drew his sword, holding the sheath with one hand and drawing the sword with the other. The sword moved extremely quickly, slashing diagonally from bottom to top.

It’s fast, it’s fast, and the angles are tricky and strange, which is Benzi’s usual trick.

Gao Yi had never seen such a fast knife. Given his position and posture, there was no way he could dodge the knife.

If you can't dodge, just block it. Gao Yi's hammer head reached down, and the hammer and knife collided, making a slight ding sound.

Fujii Jinming put away his knife and chopped it down diagonally. He roared and held the knife handle with both hands. He was more powerful and faster. After the first attack was blocked, he actually took advantage of the situation to launch a second move. Those who could launch two moves in front of Gao Yi were all masters.

If someone else came, he would have been killed with this one blow. Benji is no good-for-nothing either. When their sword-fighting moves are pushed to the extreme, they are really quite powerful.

But taking an unconventional approach is a deviation, and if it is taken to the extreme, it is also the extreme mistake.

He left no room for his opponent or himself. This quick and tricky knife was indeed useful against ordinary people, but when it came to Gao Yi, the more he missed, the faster he would die.

Gao Yi likes his opponents to use bold and aggressive moves the most.

Before Fujii Jinming's knife hit him, Gao Yi had already stuck to him, so even if Fujii Jinming's knife fell, it could only fall on Gao Yi's back.

With a slight shake of his left shoulder, Fujii Jinming did not fly out. Instead, the knife held in his hands flew out of his hands, dancing in the air for less than a circle, and finally the handle hit the ground. First there was a dull sound of the wooden handle hitting the ground, and then it bounced up and fell to the ground with a crisp clang.

Fujii Jinming was already dead before the knife fell to the ground.

A cloud of blood mist slowly fell on the shiny blade, covering it with a layer of fine blood beads.

Fujii Jinming did not fly out, but there was a sound of bones breaking from his body. The moment he was hit by Gao Yi, all the ribs on one side of his chest were broken, his heart was shattered, and his lungs exploded, so he was able to spray out a spectacular blood mist.

Tieshankao, then Gao Yi turned his feet, circled around Fujii Jinming's body, came behind Fujii Jinming, and took two steps forward.

This way you won't be covered in blood from the enemy.

Fujii Jinming fell forward to the ground.

It is normal to use the Iron Mountain Back Kick to knock someone back, but using the Iron Mountain Back Kick with extreme strength and violence to knock someone forward is the highest level.

Unfortunately, no one can understand the meaning of Gao Yi's move.

Masters are lonely, not only because they have no opponents, but also because they have no soulmates. No one truly understands the magic of this attack.

There was no sound from inside or outside.

Gao Yi was actually also on guard against Benzi, who said he wanted a fair fight but was actually planning to rush in. However, this first opponent was indeed worthy of respect, as he at least came in alone to fight, and he really didn't play any tricks.

There is no way to put away the knife in a cool way. No matter how you wield a weapon like a hammer, it is impossible to be cool.

After turning the hammer in his hand twice and putting it back on his waist, Gao Yi shouted, "Next one, or you can all come together."

At this time, someone spoke outside again.

"I come!"

Another person came in wearing a kimono.

These people have a really strong sense of ritual, and it really conforms to the habits of the book. If it works, first get the outfit right and maximize the sense of ritual, so that at least it looks like that.

But at least this person was not wearing clogs, but a pair of split kendo shoes, which were long cloth boots with separated toes.

He walked quietly, with his arms folded, and walked in proudly.

After looking at Fujii Jinming's body and the blood on the ground, the newcomer glanced at Gao Yi and said proudly: "Come..."

Gao Yi jumped up suddenly. Instead of swinging the hammer, he flew straight forward.

When the new opponent hastily opened his hands and just put his hands on the hilt of the knife, he was already flying out.

Gao Yi was indignant. He shouted to the outside of the door: "Send someone with quality!"

(End of this chapter)

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