Gengta was wearing a black special forces uniform and military boots. In addition to guns, the military sting dagger was fully armed, with capable short burr hair, tightly pursed corners of his lips, and a bit of sharp sharpness in his calm and solemn eyes. It was this sharpness that Gengta's entire temperament was somewhat sublimated. He was steady and fierce and wise and strategy, not just a simple martial artist but a leader!

Zhuichiro, who was standing opposite Kotota, looked at Kotota carefully and nodded slightly.

The two were at this time on a temple. There were several wooden cabinets on the tough yellow wooden floor on the wall. There were dozens of bamboo knives and protective gear on the knife holder on it. On the middle wall was hung a large-character banner with a length of 5 meters and 3 meters wide. The letter was written: Shangwu, iron painted silver hooks, and the brushwork was very extraordinary.

"Do you know why I asked you to come here?" Zhuang Ichiro's face was not happy or angry, his hands naturally drooped, and he asked the steady and fearless boy in front of him lightly, no, maybe he should be said to be a man.

Kyota raised his head slightly when he heard this, looked at Zhuo Ichiro, who was tall and tall in military uniform, with his pursed lips slightly opened, and replied in a deep voice, "It's because of Sa~Miss Takashiro, right?"

Zhuang Yiro did not comment. He moved his strong and slender legs, walked onto the knife holder, took out two bamboo knives, threw them with one hand, and threw them to Kentai, who was standing there without moving. He stood with a knife in one hand, and did not speak, but looked at him faintly, with his sharp and thick black brows slightly raised.

The bamboo knife that was thrown out was a little paused, and then he held the knife in both hands and slashed a few times, without saying a word, rushed towards Zhuang Ichiro who was ready to go, and slashed forward with a step forward, eagerly making progress. The bamboo knife slashed fiercely at Zhuang Ichiro who was holding the knife in one hand with the sound of howling wind!

Without paying too much attention to the chopped bamboo knife, Zhuang Ichiro took a leisurely step back and held the knife in one hand and blocked Kenta's attack with a slight stroke!

Although Geng Tai has never learned the swordsmanship, he has some experience in the fight between cold weapons due to the use of military stabbing daggers. He immediately rotated at an extremely fast speed. The sealed bamboo knife instantly drew an arc, and with the huge centrifugal force that was spun out, it went up from bottom to top and slanted upwards!

This time, Zhuoichiro was not so relaxed. He held a knife in both hands and stabbed him hard, blocking Kenta's upper body again. The bamboo knife made a crisp "pop" sound at the intersection.

With the recoil force during the handover of the bamboo sword, Gengta rotated again in the opposite direction again. The bamboo sword drew an arc with huge force and whistled and slashed horizontally, directly following Zhuichiro's waist and eyes! It was fast and powerful.

Zhuang Ichiro snorted faintly, took a step back again, and used his hands to seal out the bamboo sword that was slashed in half. The huge force accumulated by the first two attacks made Zhuang Ichiro's arms numb in an instant, and the whole person was slightly stalemate, and the idea of ​​being ready to interrupt Keta's rhythm was immediately over and ended in vain!

Huiluo, the bamboo knife that was sealed again, turned around again, gathering all the forces before it stabbed, quickly and quickly, like thunder and lightning!

Among all attacks, stings are the most powerful and the most difficult way to defend, especially the so-called flat stings.

Zhuang Ichiro's brows immediately frowned, and he started his first attack with his sword in both hands! Facing the stabbed bamboo knife, Zhuang Ichiro raised the knife to the top, and did not dodge or avoid, even took a step forward with his left foot. The bamboo knife suddenly slashed down! On the tip of the stabbed knife in the middle!

Gengtai once again followed the trend and drew a whole circle of tricks from bottom to top. The bamboo sword once again leveraged the force he had been constantly exerting, and slashed out!

Zhuang Ichiro immediately held the sword in his hands with an extremely domineering sword, and he fought hard, and he fought head-on! He continued to suppress and suppress! He kept breaking up the force that Geng Tai borrowed!

And Geng Tai can always attack again with the recoil force after the bamboo knife is handed over!

Immediately, the "Smack!" [Mist~] sounded like a bean! From each other's attacks, you can see that the two people have completely different personalities!

Zhuang Ichiro is domineering and arrogant by nature. He relies entirely on his own advantages and strength to force the opponent to the maximum uninterrupted suppression, thereby expanding his advantage and ultimately winning, with the most important strategy.

Gengta does his best to gather all useful resources and power to continuously integrate, so as to continuously strengthen his own strength and gain advantages, and then concentrate all his strength to achieve his full efforts in one fell swoop, with both strategies and tactics.

From this aspect alone, Koto is more suitable as the leader of a weak team and can quickly develop the team, while Zhuichiro is a completely direct way to dominate the world!

After all, Zhuichiro's kendo was learned from a famous scholar in Poison Island, and his strength was naturally more than that of Kota who had never practiced swordsmanship. After reaching the above conclusion with Kota, Zhuichiro immediately began to exert force! The bamboo knife in his hand opened and knocked, and the force and moves exploded completely. He immediately caught Kota off guard!

Zhuang Ichiro seized the opportunity and stabbed the bamboo knife straight, lifting the bamboo knife in Kyota's hand away with force. Then he stepped forward and slashed down with the sword in both hands! It seemed to be intentional testing.

Faced with the fierce bamboo knife that was slashing towards him, Geng Tai looked calm and crossed his hands immediately, quickly pulled out the two tactical daggers tied to his arms, aimed at the bamboo knife that was slashing, and suddenly cut them off!

"Swish~Crack~" The bamboo knife was cut into two pieces without any suspense under the touch of the two!

"Hahahaha~~~" Takagi-chichiro suddenly stopped and laughed happily for the second time, with sincere appreciation in his eyes, and he could not stick to the rules and regulations! Very good! It was indeed good!!

He reached out and patted the man in front of him several times. Zhuang Ichiro threw away the half-piece of the wooden knife in his hand, smiled happily, revealing a strong masculine charm, "Come with me!"

Inserting the dagger into the scabbard that was firmly fixed with both arms, Koto looked at Zhuichiro, who was completely different from the one I remember, and followed closely.

In a traditional Japanese-style room next door, there is a small wooden table in the center of the light yellow tatami behind the two simple screens, with several pottery wine bottles, two small cups, and several plates of cold dishes with simple dishes and small amounts of exquisiteness. The two men sat opposite each other and looked at each other silently.

Zhuoichiro still didn't say anything, but just smiled happily and happily, stretched out his hand to lift the wine bottle, and put the wine bottle in the middle of the small table. This was exactly what peer-age people do when drinking.

Although Kota was a little surprised, he still bowed slightly to his favor, then held the bottle in his hands with a little respect, covered Zhuang Ichiro, looked at each other, picked up the wine glass, and raised his head to drink.

In this way, the two men drank cups one by one, occasionally taking chopsticks and eating some side dishes. You poured a cup of it silently, and I drank a cup full.

For a moment, a strange emotion lingers. Sometimes men's language and communication will be in a very strange way, without speaking, just using fists and wine glasses!

In the end, the few bottles on the table were completely empty.

The men still sat opposite each other, silently speaking for a while, and Zhuang Ichiro got up and left.

"Sayah... I'll give it to you."

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[Uh~ Some things will be done in the next few days, so I will stop updating~ Sorry~ Sorry~]
Chapter completed!