Chapter 468 Broken Arm

Although Fuzawa's reaction was very fast, Kato Takumi's experience was richer. Naturally, he knew the gap between the two weapons of a long gun and a samurai sword. After a knife was cut out, his body was stuck like a maggot attached to it, and the samurai sword held with both hands was lightningly split out three

"Dong...DongDong!"

The sound of three gold and iron strikes sounded, and the two figures suddenly separated. Fu Zeliang retreated seven or eight steps in a row until his back touched the rope around the ring.

"Injured?"

The sharp-eyed person under the stage found that Fu Zeliang's left hand was constantly trembling, and the white practice suit on his left shoulder had been dyed red with blood. Obviously, he was slashed on the shoulder, but only Fu Zeliang himself knew what the injury was.

"It's a shame. He even practiced the Yue family's gun. If Yue Fei is still alive, he can be pissed off!"

Seeing the fight just now, Hu Hongde couldn't help snorting coldly. A shot in his hand was forced to protect his body, which was simply a shame for the gun trainer.

You know, the gun has the title of the king of a hundred soldiers. The most useful thing between the two armies is the gun, and the knife and stick is not.

If the gun is good, it is like life. When the horse stepped on the company, the "gun is like a dragon". A ten-foot-long gun protects the regiment of people and horses. The head of the gun is cold everywhere, the ghosts cry and wolf howls, and the general wins a hundred battles. It relies on a big gun that sweep It is comparable.

However, the medium-level gun made of fine steel was in Fu Zeliang's hands, but it became weak and weak, and he couldn't even guard the door. Hu Hongde almost scolded.

Zhu Weifeng, who was sitting aside, looked extremely ugly at this time. The god's leg Zhang San just sent out was torn alive by Andreevich. At present, in the cold weapon duel, this was a face-to-face, and Fu Zeliang was injured again. He really didn't know how to deal with it next.

In fact, Zhu Weifeng was also helpless to send Fu Zeliang on the field, because there may be many people practicing boxing and feet in the world 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 out, so there are fewer people practicing accordingly.

"You... kung fu is not good. My master once cut off one of your Chinese arms, and now... I will also follow the example of the master. As long as you have one arm, you won't kill me!"

What everyone didn't expect was that after the two people on the stage separated, Kato Takumi was not in a hurry to attack. He arrogantly provoked Fuzawa in a little astringent Chinese, and put the samurai sword in his hand into the sheath, which was extremely contemptuous.

"Who is his master?"

After Ye Tian under the stage heard Kato Takumi's words, he couldn't help frowning. Since he knew that the eldest brother's arm was cut off by the Japanese, Ye Tian became more and more ** to the Japanese who used the samurai sword.

"I don't know who his master is." Zhu Weifeng shook his head and said, "I only know that he came from a kendo club in Japan and was originally a famous kendo master in Japan, but I don't know why he suddenly entered the black boxing organization?"

The unification of swordsmanship in Japan 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 kendo master in the future and resolutely devoted himself to this kind of irregular battle organization, which is really puzzling.

Because Kato Takumi was automatically asked to participate in the black boxing competition organized in China under the introduction of a Japanese agency the day before yesterday. Due to the tight time, Zhu Weifeng only learned about the general situation of Kato Takumi through his Japanese friends, and he really didn't know. What's his teacher? "What's the name of the kendo club where he used to be?" Ye Tian turned his face and looked at Zhu Weifeng and said, "Mr. Zhu doesn't even know this, does he?"

The sarcasm in Ye Tian's words was a little obvious. Sasha beside him pouted, but Zhu Weifeng smiled bitterly. He knew that he had introduced two foreign boxers one after another this time, but he did not figure out the details of the other party, which really gave people an unreliable feeling.

"Ye Tian, I know what the name of the Kitamiya Company is. He has practiced the swordsmanship of Kitamiya, and he is also quite famous in Japan!"

When Takukai Kato made his debut in Japan's irregular competition, he won the title of King of Cold Weapons. Later, he went to South Korea and won 20 games in a row in ten days. With some information about him floating on the surface, Zhu Weifeng still knows it.

"A knife flow in the North Palace?" Ye Tian was stunned when he heard the words, and then smiled on his face, "The world is really small. How can I meet the people of the Beigong family twice?"

"What? Do you know Ye Tian? Looking at the warm smile on Ye Tian's face, Zhu Weifeng couldn't help tightening his heart. If Ye Tian and this person in the ring have some origin, wouldn't he be able to invite Hu Hongde to play against Kato Tuohai again for a while?

"I don't know him, I know his master..."

The smile on Ye Tian's face is from the bottom of his heart. The record that can be proud of and talked about by Kato Takumi must be the only one that the hero of the North Palace cut off Gouxin family's arm with a knife. At present, it's not bad to charge some interest from Kato Takumi.

"Damn it, who taught this apprentice, what the hell?"

Just as Zhu Weifeng was secretly complaining in his heart, the duel on the stage began again. After Hu Hongde saw a gunshot played by Fu Zeliang, he couldn't help standing up and scolding loudly, which attracted everyone around him to look at him.

When they separated just now, Fuzawara and Kato Takumi had already opened a distance of seven or eight meters. According to this, such a large distance is enough for him to give full play to the characteristics of the gun and defeat the enemy three meters away.

A real master of marksmanship, when attacking, pay attention to one move to break the enemy, one shot out, ten thousand plum blossoms, first break the protective mirror of the enemy's chest, and then drill in, the gun flowers, Duoduo are deadly, I don't know which one to block, the boxing scripture says that "the stick It is difficult for immortals to guard against.

However, Fu Zeliang used a steel gun, which was extremely flexible. He just shook a gun flower just now. Not to mention ten thousand plum blossoms, he didn't even shake out three plum blossoms. He was blocked by Kato Tuohai with a scabbard that had already 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 on stage in the future. It's the face of the Chinese people!"

With Ye Tian's words, Kato Takumi's right hand on the handle of the knife suddenly pulled out. The sharp samurai sword came out of its sheath and slid down the body of the gun. A harsh metal friction sound spread all over the field.

From blocking Fu Zeliang's gun to the sheath of the samurai sword, everything happened between the lightning and flint. As soon as the metal friction sound came out through the sound on the ring, Fu Zeliang, who practiced the Yue family's gun for a few days, didn't expect that he weighed The steel gun was actually blocked by the other party. Before he could react, he only felt a flash of cold light in front of him, and a sharp pain came from his right hand.

Looking down, Fu Zeliang found that the five fingers of his right hand, in addition to the thumb, were already broken. When the severe pain spread to the brain nerves, the middle flat gun in the palm of Fu Zeliang's hand also fell to the ground with a bang.

However, before Fu Zeliang's nightmare was over, just when he wailed loudly and completely forgot the environment around him, the blade slashed off Fu Zeliang's four fingers of the samurai sword. At this time, it was already raised high and lightningly split against Fu Zeliang's right shoulder.

"Ah?!"

Fu Zeliang's howling stopped with the fall of the knife. When his arm fell on the ring, Fu Zeliang even looked at it in disbelief, but when the blood on his shoulder spewed out like a spring, the buddy simply closed his eyes and fainted directly.

"Bastard!" Seeing this scene, Zhu Weifeng couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up and threw the cup in his hand to the ground.

In his underground boxing field, there have not been many scenes of cold weapon duel in the past three years. Only three or five times, Fu Zeliang also used the steel gun as an iron bar with the weight of the weapon, which really swept the opponent.

Fu Zeliang trained abroad with latent and tracking skills, and he also practiced a move to defeat the enemy. He didn't know much about cold weapons. Originally, he thought how high was Fu Zeliang's kung fu? So even when there was no game, Zhu Weifeng raised Fu Zeliang with a large price.

But in today's battle, just after a few people came down, Fu Zeliang's arm was actually cut off by the Japanese, which was typical of the silver gun wax head, which immediately turned Zhu Weifeng's white face a little purple.

"Go up, two people, lift this embarrassing thing down for me."

After dropping the cup, Zhu Weifeng's mood also stabilized a little, and then 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 let it die, Zhu Weifeng is also afraid of chilling everyone's hearts. If he wants to recruit boxers in the future, it will definitely be more difficult.

After hearing Zhu Weifeng's words, four or five people rushed to the ring with a stretcher. Two people carried Fu Zeliang down. The other people began to wash the ground with water. Fortunately, there was a sink next to the ring, otherwise the blood alone could flow half of the boxing field today.

"Yue's gun, but compared with our great Japanese kendo, it is not vulnerable at all!"

When cleaning up the boxing ring, Kato Takumi did not end up, but waited for the crowd to go down and stepped heavily on Fuzawa's flat gun!