Although Fushizawa Ryo's reaction was quick, but Kato Takumi's experience was richer, he naturally knew the gap between the two weapons of the spear and the katana, after a single knife was split, his body was attached like a maggot attached to the marrow, and the katana held in both hands split three times like lightning.
"Bell...... Bell!"
The sound of three metal and iron clashes sounded, and the two figures suddenly separated, Fu Zeliang took seven or eight steps back in succession, until his back touched the rope around the ring before stopping.
"Injured?"
Some sharp-eyed people in the audience found that Fu Zeliang's left hand was constantly shaking, and the white practice uniform on his left shoulder had been stained red with blood.
"It's embarrassing, he even practiced the Yue family gun, if Yue Fei was still alive, he could be angry with him!"
Seeing the fight just now, Hu Hongde couldn't help but snort coldly, a gun in his hand was actually forced to be so powerful that he couldn't even protect his body, which was simply a shame for a person who practiced guns.
You must know that the gun is known as the king of a hundred soldiers, and the most effective thing for the two armies is the gun, and the knife and stick are not counted.
If the gun is good, it is like having life, when the horse steps on the camp, "the gun is like a dragon", a long gun protects the people and horses, the cold light of the spear tip is everywhere, the ghost cries and the wolf howls, the general wins a hundred battles, relying on a big gun that sweeps thousands of troops, and it is also an artifact for changing dynasties and sweeping the world, which is not comparable to knives and sticks.
However, this stainless steel medium-level gun was in Fu Zeliang's hand, but it became weak and weak, and he couldn't even guard the door.
Zhu Weifeng, who was sitting on the side, was also extremely ugly at this time, the divine leg Zhang San sent just now was torn alive by Andreevich, and now in the cold weapon duel, this is only a face-to-face, Fu Zeliang is injured again, he really doesn't know how to deal with it next.
Sending Fu Zeliang on the field, Zhu Weifeng was actually forced to do so, because there may still be many people practicing fists and feet in the rivers and lakes now, but there are very few people who practice weapons, mainly because weapons are listed as controlled knives by the state and cannot be carried with them when they go out, so there are many fewer people who practice accordingly.
"You...... Kung Fu is not good, my master once cut off an arm of you Chinese, and now ...... I will also follow Master's example, as long as you have one arm, I will not kill you!"
What everyone didn't expect was that after the two people on the stage separated, Kato Takumi was not in a hurry to attack, and actually used a somewhat jerky Chinese expression with an arrogant face to provoke Fu Zeliang, and put the katana in his hand into its sheath, doing the utmost contempt.
"Who is his master?"
Ever since he knew that his senior brother's arm was cut off by the Japanese, Ye Tian has become more and more sensitive to the Japanese who use katanas.
"I don't know who his master is." Zhu Weifeng shook his head and said: "I only know that he was born in a kendo club in Japan, and he was originally a very famous kendo master in Japan, but I don't know why he suddenly entered the Black Fist organization?"
In Japan, the unification of swordsmanship is called kendo, kendo has a long history in Japan, and the status of those who practice kendo is extremely high, Kato Takumi gave up the opportunity to enter the future as a kendo grandmaster, and resolutely threw himself into this kind of irregular battle organization, which is indeed puzzling.
Since Kato Takumi was introduced by a Japanese organization the day before yesterday, he automatically asked to participate in the black fist competition organized in China, because the time was very tight, Zhu Weifeng only learned about some of Kato Takumi's general situation through Japanese friends, and he really didn't know who he studied with.
"What is the name of the kendo club he used to be from?" Ye Tian turned his face to look at Zhu Weifeng and said, "Mr. Zhu doesn't even know this, right?"
The mockery in Ye Tian's words was a little obvious, Sasha on the side pouted when she heard it, but Zhu Weifeng smiled bitterly, he knew that he had introduced two foreign boxers one after another this time but had not figured out the details of the other party, which did give people an unreliable feeling.
"Ye Tian, I know this, it seems to be called the Beigong Association, he practices the knife technique of the Beigong Yiknife-ryu, and he is quite famous in Japan!"
When Takumi Kato first debuted in the Japanese Irregular Battle Competition, he won the title of King of Cold Weapons, and later went to South Korea and won 20 games in a row in ten days.
"Beigong Yidao style?" Ye Tian was stunned when he heard this, and then a smile appeared on his face, "This world is really small, I actually met someone from the Beigong family twice?"
"What? Do you know Ye Tian?" Looking at the kind smile on Ye Tian's face, Zhu Weifeng's heart couldn't help but tighten, if Ye Tian had some connection with this person in the ring, then wouldn't he be able to invite Hu Hongde to play against Kato Takumi again for a while?
"I don't know him, I know his master......"
The smile on Ye Tian's face came from the heart, and the record that Kato Takumi was proud of and hung on his lips must be the past of the North Palace hero who cut off the arm of the Gou Xin family with a single knife.
"Damn it, who taught this apprentice, what kind of thing?"
Just when Zhu Weifeng was secretly complaining in his heart, the duel on the stage began again, and after Hu Hongde saw a gun trick played by Fu Zeliang, he couldn't help but stand up and curse loudly, causing everyone around him to cast their eyes one after another.
When they were separated just now, Fushizawa Liang and Kato Takumi had already opened up a distance of seven or eight meters, and it stands to reason that such a large distance was enough for him to fully exert the characteristics of the gun and defeat the enemy from three meters away.
A real marksmanship master, when attacking, pay attention to one move to break the enemy, one shot out, ten thousand plum blossoms, first break the heart guard on the enemy's chest, and then drill in, the gun flowers, all the flowers are deadly, I don't know which one to block, the boxing scriptures say that "the stick is afraid of nodding, the gun is afraid of the round", which means that once the big gun shakes up, the tip of the gun swings wildly, and the gods are difficult to guard against.
But Fu Zeliang used a steel gun, the flexibility was extremely poor, just now he shook a gun flower, not to mention ten thousand plum blossoms, just fucking he didn't even shake out three plum blossoms, he was blocked by Kato Takumi with a scabbard that had been sheathed, and the gun body weighing dozens of pounds was actually crooked.
Seeing this, Ye Tian sighed and said: "Mr. Zhu, such boxers, don't let them come to power in the future, you will lose the face of the Chinese!"
With Ye Tian's words, Kato Takumi's right hand on the hilt of the knife suddenly pulled out, and the sharp katana came out of its sheath and slid down the gun body, and a harsh and unpleasant metal friction sound spread throughout the field.
From blocking Fu Zeliang's gun to unsheathing the katana, everything happened between the lightning and flint, and the metal friction sound just came out through the speaker in the ring, and a scream also sounded.
Fu Zeliang, who had been practicing the Yue family gun for a few days, did not expect that his steel spear, which weighed dozens of pounds, would be blocked by the other party.
When the severe pain spread to the nerves in the brain, Fu Zeliang's medium-sized gun in the palm of his hand also fell to the ground with a "bang".
But Fu Zeliang's nightmare was not over yet, just when he wailed loudly and completely forgot the environment around him, the blade just now slashed the katana that cut off Fu Zeliang's four fingers, and at this time it was already raised high and slashed at Fu Zeliang's right shoulder like lightning.
"Huh?!"
Fu Zeliang's miserable howl stopped abruptly with the fall of this knife, and when his arm fell on the ring, Fu Zeliang even glanced at it in disbelief, but when the blood on his shoulders gushed out like a spring, this guy simply closed his eyes and passed out directly.
"Bastard!" Seeing this scene, Zhu Weifeng couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and threw the cup in his hand to the ground.
In his underground boxing ring, there have not been many cold weapon duels in the past three years, only three or five times, Fu Zeliang also relied on the weight of the weapon to use the steel gun as an iron rod, which really swept the opponent.
Fu Zeliang trained lurking and tracking skills abroad, and most of his practice was one-move kung fu to defeat the enemy. So even when there was no competition, Zhu Weifeng used a large price to support Fu Zeliang.
But in today's battle, just a few photos came down, Fu Zeliang actually had his arm cut off by this Japanese, typical of the old saying of silver spear wax rod head, which suddenly made Zhu Weifeng's fair face a little purple.
"Go up and two people, carry this embarrassing thing down to me."
After dropping the cup, Zhu Weifeng's mood stabilized a little, and then he said: "Send him to the hospital and try to connect his arm!"
In any case, Fu Zeliang is a boxer in his boxing ring, if he really ignores it and leaves it to fend for itself, Zhu Weifeng is also afraid of chilling everyone's hearts, and if he wants to recruit boxers in the future, it will definitely be even more difficult.
After hearing Zhu Weifeng's words, four or five people rushed to the ring with stretchers, two people carried Fu Zeliang down, and several others began to rinse the ground with clean water, fortunately, there was a sink on the edge of the ring, otherwise blood alone could flow half of the boxing ring today.
"Yuejia spear, but that's it, compared to our swordsmanship in Japan, it is simply vulnerable!"
When cleaning up the ring, Takumi Kato did not end the field, but waited for everyone to go down, and stepped on Fushizawa Ryo's medium-level gun with his foot!
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PS: The first update, there are still 10 monthly passes left before the chrysanthemum is bursting, well, I am also promising at this point, asking for a monthly pass, asking for a recommendation ticket, and being at the bottom of the double list...
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