Chapter 65 - I Teach Kendo in Tokyo - NovelsTime

I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Chapter 65

Author: Fanma Kato Megumi
updatedAt: 2025-05-03

And horse ready to fight quickly, after all, there are still a group of little children downstairs, just eat wolf spray temporarily unable to act.

    Just a jar of anti wolf spray. How long will the devil know how long he can hold them down?

    Of course, it''s also possible that these people were counselled when they watched and Ma work as two cadres in a row.

    In this way, when cadres are defeated, it is a question of how much cohesion and action the remaining sundries can have.

    He and Ma quickly approached Tsuda Zhengming and stabbed a knife that should win——

    However, while being stabbed, the other party fought back against the horse seemingly disorganized - no, it is either disorganized or disorganized. Both the attack angle and speed are inferior in the field of kendo.

    But this knife made and horses feel great danger.

    He jumped back fiercely and gave up his plan to stab Tsuda Zhengming. As a result, Tsuda Zhengming''s long boat in front of the horse gently crossed the clothes in front of the horse.

    The Kendo suit cracked a hole, and the leather of the bag used to carry the wooden knife was directly broken, and the wooden knife splashed all over the ground.

    When he was about to reorganize his posture, a blood mark appeared in the crack of his clothes.

    At first, it was just a thin line, but then, the blood beads with the size of soybeans began to exude one by one.

    Tsuda Zhengming laughed: "haven''t you seen it? This is the victory or defeat of the real sword. How many times you hit me is meaningless. As long as I hit you once, you''ll be finished."

    And the horse felt that his body was frantically secreting adrenaline, and the close threat of death made the whole body excited.

    Tsuda Zhengming still said proudly, "it''s troublesome to kill you and deal with the body. It''s to find a cement tank and a cleaner to clean the blood. The police station has just introduced a new technology that can take photos of places where blood has been stuck. Although I think the cops are bragging, but... What if it''s true? If you kneel down and lick my shoes now, I can''t... "

    And the horse kicked the cabinet next to the stairs, kicked the cabinet down the stairs, and then kicked down all kinds of miscellaneous things in the room one by one.

    It looks like a tug of war. It must be right to block the road first.

    Tsuda Zhengming laughed: "you don''t think you can win, do you?"

    He carried the knife on his shoulder, the back of the knife pressed on his shoulder, the blade outward, and then swaggered towards he ma in a posture similar to that of the monkey king carrying the golden cudgel.

    It seems that he thinks he has a chance to win.

    And Ma calmly picked up a bench with their feet, held it in their left hand, and then took the last wooden knife left in their right hand.

    In this way, the wooden knife becomes a war hammer and the bench becomes a small round shield.

    Sword shield mode, switching completed!

    Tsuda Zhengming laughed: "do you think that kind of whimsical will work? Skilled use of sword and shield takes a long time to practice. It''s not a move you can learn by watching western Knight movies! "

    And Ma: "I know."

    In addition to playing Kendo, he ma is also a soldier. What a standard soldier attack configuration, small round shield meteor hammer.

    Fight and roar with the horse first, and then stride forward.

    Tsuda Zhengming slashed with a knife. As a result, he was hit by a small round shield - no, it was a small bench.

    This bench also has a back. It''s used to set a knife. It''s easy to use.

    After the operation, he and Ma Yimu hit Tsuda Zhengming''s face with a knife handle.

    Then he and the horse found that the wooden knife was not strong.

    After all, the sword and shield posture he uses now can''t work as hard as holding a knife in both hands.

    The wooden knife is still light.

    And Ma went forward and hit Tsuda Zhengming in the face with a shield. After pushing back the enemy, he decided to change his weapon.

    He saw a metal bat on the ground. It looked good.

    While he and Ma picked up the bat, Tsuda Zhengming also put on the upper posture of holding a knife.

    After all, Tsuda Zhengming has a little Kendo level.

    And the horse judged that he intended to cut the small round shield directly with the horse''s arm.

    Tsuda''s bright face showed fierce light and began to step forward!

    At this moment, he and Ma had a clever plan to defeat the enemy.

    Although the bench is made of wood, it is still very difficult to break it. As long as you stagger a little and remove part of the force, you can jam Tsuda Zhengming''s knife.

    Of course, it''s dangerous. One careless arm will end up with the bench.

    The other party is also angry. The power of this knife is not small.

    But he ma didn''t hesitate now, not at all.

    He has put life and death aside, and there is nothing to hesitate.

    And the horse charged forward and raised the bench.

    Tsuda Zhengming screamed and split up and down!

    Lightning and thunder outside the house, together with the lights in the room, flickered sharply, and the knife light drew a discontinuous arc in the air!

    With a snort, the blade sank into the stool, penetrated directly to the other side, and then stopped. The little bit of dysprosium that came out was close to the skin of the horse, and some slight red liquid flowed down the blade. And Ma''s metal bat hit Tsuda Zhengming''s head. He was hit, loosened the handle and retreated. As soon as he threw the bench with a knife with Ma, he caught up with him with a bat, ready to smash Tsuda Zhengming''s head. As for the white bird Criminal Police''s reminder that "no dead police will open one eye and close one eye", he has long been left behind. I don''t want my life. Don''t worry about him! Sooner or later, a small door in the back of the office opened. The door was too small. He Ma had just been paying attention to Tsuda Zhengming and didn''t notice the corner door. He might subconsciously regard the door as the door to the toilet. A large group of little brothers and bad teenagers rushed in with all kinds of sticks and knives. The leader with group pattern looked at the formation and immediately shouted: "protection team leader! Surround this turtle! " And Ma were surprised. More people came in than all the people he had just seen on the first and second floors. Wait, it seems that xinzhizhu just said that he sent someone to move rescue troops? In the blink of an eye, the bad teenagers were inserted between HEMA and Tsuda Zhengming. Tsuda Zhengming laughed: "ha ha! See? This is the way to win! You fools who only know how to use force will never defeat me! Little ones! " Just as Tsuda Zhengming was about to order, a lightning fell outside and thunder exploded. The next moment, the lighting on the third floor of the whole office was all over, and darkness suddenly came. Tsuda Zhengming shouted, "don''t panic, the power just tripped! Surround him and don''t let him run away in the dark! " At this time, Tsuda Zhengming suddenly heard a soft sound. It''s like pulling metal objects out of wood. Then, a metal sound as thin as mosquitoes and flies stimulated Tsuda Zhengming''s eardrum. Tsuda Zhengming suddenly remembered what he had heard from President Bai Feng when he drank with President Bai Feng. The famous Dao will make a pleasant beep when it meets the right swordsman“ How could it be! " Tsuda Zhengming whispered. The lightning outside the window lit up again. In the thunder, the figure standing with a knife was illuminated by the light of lightning. The figure was wearing kimonos and holding a bright long knife, as if he were a swordsman from the times play. At that moment, Tsuda Zhengming looked at the figure''s eyes. The undisguised killing intention in his eyes made Tsuda Zhengming sweat like rain. The light of lightning dimmed. The whole three floors were shrouded in darkness again - except one! Before the preparation of the long ship, the text is authentic, reflecting the dim light from nowhere in the complete darkness. The clear outline is like the white moonlight guiding the way ahead.

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