I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 131 The Same Move

"Himura Kenshin, I have heard of your name a long time ago. I also challenged you to challenge Toba Fushimi ten years ago. I don't know if your sword skills have improved over the years. ?”

According to the timeline of the dungeon world, it was exactly ten years before that battle. Fujii found enough excuses to make up this passage for Goldfinger's mission goal.

Miss Xun in the ancient temple struggled to get up, but the rope tied her tightly and she couldn't move.

"I'm no longer drawing swords, and the chaotic era of the Restoration has passed, but you remnants of the old era, why do you keep looking for me again and again."

After finishing speaking, Kenshin looked at Miss Xun in the ancient temple behind Fujii tree, and when he turned his calm face to look at Fujii tree, his expression suddenly became angry.

"It doesn't matter to me. Those who implicate the innocent Miss Xun must pay the price."

He lowered his body, jumped high, exhausted the strength of his waist and arms, and fell down.

Dragon mallet flash!
Fujii tree on the ground saw through Kenshin's moves, drew his sword in advance, and launched a slash from top to top, also using the moves of Feitian Yujianliu.

Long Xiang flashes!
Fighting swords in mid-air, the relatively thin sword heart floated a few meters away, just raised his head, Fujii Shu's sword brushed across his face, cutting off a section of green bamboo.

The dense green bamboo fell, and the two drew their swords at the same time. The green bamboo more than ten meters high scattered and separated before it fell to the ground, raising a burst of debris.

"Flying Yujianliu? Who are you?"

A swordsman with strong savvy can steal a move or two from others, but in the sword confrontation just now, what Fujii showed was a series of complete genre moves, and Kenshin was shocked like never before.

"Are you curious? This is the sword skill passed down from generation to generation by your master, Bi Gu Qingjuro. There is usually only one person who can master its profound meaning."

Fujii lowered his body, put his sword back into its sheath, and stretched out his left palm. Kenshin on the opposite side took the same posture as him.

"Live with the sword, die with the sword, the fate of the swordsman is doomed."

"Besides, you have killed so many people, there is nowhere to escape if you want to escape."

After using the mouth cannon to output for a while, Fujii was tired from killing, and planned to end the battle with one blow.

"Be careful, what I'm going to use next is the mystery - Nine-headed Dragon Flash."

Having said the move in advance, Fujii jumped forward, and the slashes launched from eight directions almost at the same time were blocked one by one. The last thrust missed Kenshin's head, the blade turned around, and the sword was stunned with his back Heart.

And Fujii tree was not unscathed, he was stabbed in the leg by Kenshin's counterattack at the end, and a large stream of blood oozed out.

He dragged his injured leg, moved to Miss Xun, who was tied up heavily, and split the rope with the blade of his sword.

"He just passed out, such a perfect experience baby, I won't kill him."

Leaving a word, Fujii tree went down the mountain and disappeared into the mist.

"Clear the level, score A, the remaining eight challenges have been converted into three, and the final chapter of Kendo is opened. The opponent is Kiyojuro Hiko, whose physical fitness is comparable to that of the challenger, and his Kendo skill is LV5."

Fujii, who was completely tired, did not continue, opened his eyes, took the mobile phone from the bedside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No matter how many days, there is only one night."

He put down his phone, the date on it was May 23rd, only eight hours had passed.

"Kendo; LV4/85%"

Although there are no additional skills for this customs clearance, the proficiency of the skills given is quite a lot, as much as 17%. You must know that this is an improvement of the swordsman level. Fujii normally only has about 6% in a month.
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In a bar late at night, a group of men who fell in love with the same girl were fighting. To be more precise, a strong man was beating up three ordinary men. The prey they were looking at together took advantage of the chaos and left.

"Cut! What a disappointment."

What's the point of a brawny man spitting and winning against his opponent but getting no loot?He turned and walked out of the bar, getting away before the gang called the police.

In the corner of the bar, someone put down his glass and followed.

In the quiet and deserted street, occasionally one or two cars passed by. The strong man turned around under the street light, and there was no one behind him, but he always had the faint feeling that someone was staring at him.

When I turned around, there was a man in a raincoat wearing a mask in front of me. There was a moon tonight, and the guy wearing a raincoat was probably a pervert.

However, I am a professional boxer, a strong man with a punch of hundreds of pounds, what is a pervert?
The strong man clenched his fists and made a series of crisp sounds. The three fights in the bar just now were just a warm-up. If this man in the raincoat was some kind of robber or something, he would have a legitimate reason to attack immediately.

The man in the raincoat on the opposite side took out a thirty-centimeter long wakizashi. The strong man's expression froze. There was a complete difference between having a weapon and not having a weapon. Even a rookie could kill him.

"Sorry, I haven't eaten this month, I'm going to start."

The man in the raincoat explained his excuse in advance, and rushed forward holding the long side of the neck. The strong man instinctively punched out, but encountered a huge force, and his [-]-jin strong body flew out and smashed into the trash can on the side of the street. .

No matter how much the human body is exercised, it cannot compare to that of a monster. This is just a trace left by that guy. I am already so strong, hahaha!It's right not to be human.

Imamura Dongyun withdrew his swung left hand, and there were winding wounds on the back of his knife-holding right palm, revealing strands of black air that ordinary people couldn't see.

The raincoat on his body, the mask on his face, and the rubber gloves on his hands are all the outfits he prepared to cover up himself. At the beginning, he only dared to pretend to be a staff member of NHK TV station and come to the door to attack the elderly or housewives. The same is true for sword skills Average, the physical fitness obtained by devouring people is also very limited.

With three years of growth, the wound on the back of his right hand has become narrower and longer, but it has never been seen by others, except that he will be exposed for a moment when eating, which is simply a perfect cheat in life, and his courage has gradually grown. , in order to maximize the efficiency of devouring, athletes or fighters are often chosen to attack, but they are all unknown little characters.

"Hey! Cough cough! Who are you? If you want money, I can give it."

The burly man in the trash dump was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he stood up with difficulty. What kind of monster could knock him, a professional boxer, out of the air with one punch?Why does this kind of person want to rob? Isn't it good to do other things?

"Money? Sorry, that kind of thing is not as delicious to me as you."

Imamura Dongyun pierced the strong man's stomach with a sword, and with a stir, opened a gap, allowing the strong man to taste the joy of seppuku.

"Ah, ah, ah... ah!"

The strong man, who was a head taller than Imamura Higashiko, knelt down on the ground. Seeing the man in the raincoat in front of him showing a scar on the back of his right palm, black air gushed out and covered the strong man, only to hear the strong black air There was the sound of chewing, which dissipated after a while, and the figure of the strong man completely disappeared from this world.

Not enough, ordinary human beings are no longer tasty enough.

Taking back the unused Wakizawa, Imamura Tomo shook his head in disappointment and hid in the darkness.

I hope that Mr. Fujii's big meal will be delicious enough.

(End of this chapter)