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"I don't need this, after all, weapon restraint is very unfair to you."

"It's better to use the pocket bamboo knife."

Isamu Kondo shook his head.

"My sword is too sharp. It would be unfair to you if you use a famous sword to fight."

"Oh?"

Du Bin who took the bag of bamboo knife raised his eyebrows.

"Using this...is it because you are afraid of getting hurt? But yes, you still have a meeting in the afternoon after all."

"No, it's for your sake too."

Saying so, Kondo Isamu opened his posture.

"If you use the bag bamboo knife, you at least have a chance to survive."

"……interesting."

Seeing Isamu Kondo's posture, Du Bin couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

It wasn't a common mid-section, not even any common stance - facing the enemy sideways, with the blade pointing forward, and the palm of the left hand resting on the tail of the sword, he had never seen such a stance.

Such an extreme posture clearly gave up all defenses, just for this straight thrust!

"...I fought with Souji Okita before, this is not a natural flow posture."

Dupin's face darkened.

"Use this posture to deal with me, are you looking down on me?"

"Indeed, this is not a posture of natural flow of mind, not even any kind of posture."

Isamu Kondo laughed.

"But I am the head of the natural flow of mind, this is my posture, and naturally it is the posture of the natural flow of mind...Didn't you say that you want to learn the natural flow of mind?"

Saying so, the erected bamboo sword has already stabbed out rapidly.

Like a tiger!

"This is my mental flow!"

Bang!

When the two swords intersected, the bamboo bag knife in Du Bin's hand was pierced by a sword on the spot!

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Kondo Yuto is even more capable than expected.

Originally, in Dubin's estimation, this Shinsengumi director who has no sense of presence, and even just nods and bows more often, even if he has any martial arts, may not be able to reach an amazing level-at least not comparable to the genius of Okita Souji , is far inferior to Okada Izo's talent.

An ordinary person who has practiced some martial arts is probably at this level.

It's just that, unlike those ordinary people's vulgar thinking, Isamu Kondo's first choice was to abolish the weapon in his hand. This surprised Dubin a little, but he wasn't too surprised - in fact, this was not a smart decision , When the bag bamboo knife in his hand was pierced, it meant that Isamu Kondo's bag bamboo knife was also stuck.

If both sides abolished their weapons, would it be a fight?

A swordsman came to compete with boxers?

"Alright."

As soon as Dubin twisted the hand screw holding the bag bamboo knife, he was ready to directly twist the weapon in Isamu Kondo's hand.

But at the moment when his wrist was lightly moved, Dubin's pupils suddenly shrank.

It doesn't feel right!

The sword stuck on the bamboo bag knife has been removed at some point!

"Om-"

At this moment of miss, the leather-wrapped bag bamboo knife has already come straight to Dubin's neck, and that fierce posture seems to cut Dubin in two!

The bag bamboo knife slashed in front of Dubin's throat, which was already the result of his best dodge.

"……amazing."

When he looked at Isamu Kondo again, Dubin's eyes had changed.

"If your knife can grow another inch, I will have my throat cut... You were hiding your clumsiness before changing your moves so quickly?"

"Following the side of those big men, there is no harm in being stupid."

The bag bamboo knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and at this moment Isamu Kondo no longer had the posture of lying low and being small.

If the former Isamu Kondo could only be regarded as a stupid domestic cat, then the current Isamu Kondo has become a tiger in the mountains!

"I've already hinted so many times that I won't hand over the general manager to you. Why can't you learn to pretend to be confused?"

"Didn't you learn it too?"

Dupin chuckled.

"That's the way it is, I'm still looking for a way for Souji Okita...to suddenly burst into speed, don't you know it too?"

Saying this, Du Bin tried to wave the bamboo bag knife that had been pierced with a hole in his hand.

It feels good to the touch, although the punctured hole makes the structure of the bag bamboo knife a little loose, but this thing is just a leather case wrapped with bamboo strips, there is no strength to speak of.

"Since you can do it too, then..."

hum-

Before Dubin could finish speaking, the swift and violent slashing came oncoming.

This time Dubin was already prepared, he just dodged to avoid the chopping.

And the bag bamboo knife in his hand has already pressed on Kondo Isamu's sword.

This time, it was Isamu Kondo whose pupils constricted.

"Good weight!"

This was Isamu Kondo's first feeling. He obviously wanted to draw his sword back and slash back, but the bag bamboo knife that had just fallen seemed extremely heavy at this moment-he had mobilized the strength of his wrist as much as possible, but the light bag bamboo knife But I just can't lift it up!

"how is this possible!"

Isamu Kondo frowned instantly, and raised the bamboo knife in his hand again.

This time, the bag bamboo knife was raised.

But the other bag bamboo knife is already close at hand.

"Oh!"

The two swords intersected, and Isamu Kondo couldn't help taking two steps back.

It wasn't that he was beaten back, but that strange feeling appeared again.Whenever the foreigner's sword slid on his bag bamboo knife, that weird force would appear, directly destroying his unfinished force posture on the spot.

That strange feel... It was as if his sword was stuck by the bag of bamboo knives!

"……what is this?"

Isamu Kondo's eyes sharpened.

"Western swordsmanship?"

"Continental swordsmanship."

Since the opponent wanted to communicate, Dubin didn't mean to cherish himself.

"It's a method called 'washing the sword'. Have you ever washed things with a brush? It's probably that kind of feel. After you put it on and press it hard, it will directly destroy your power... If it wasn't for this bag of bamboo knives You stabbed me badly, I didn't intend to use this move, but now it seems that it's just right."

While holding the sword flower to adapt to the feel of the bag bamboo knife, Dubin patiently explained to Isamu Kondo.

"In addition, there are indeed similar methods in Western swordsmanship. After all, the so-called swordsmanship is just two iron bars with sharpened edges, and the usage is just that... Your response is very good, and the last one who wants to fight the sword wash A good way is not to let the two swords meet in the first place."

Having said that, Dubin smiled.

"But if you don't let the two swords intersect, how can you cut me?"

"..."

Isamu Kondo fell silent.

Dubin didn't rush to attack, after all, it would be very boring to fight like this - if he really wanted to kill Kondo Isamu most efficiently, then he should be holding a revolver in his hand.However, if you want to improve your martial arts, firearms are obviously not the best choice.

Compared with the result that can be obtained by pulling the trigger, the process of confrontation between will and consciousness is more important.

Dubin was very curious about what Isamu Kondo would do in order to break through his sword encirclement.

"...I believe it now, the rumors about you yesterday were indeed rumors."

While Dubin was waiting for Isamu Kondo to attack, Isamu Kondo's eyes suddenly closed.

"Martial art itself is a reflection of a person's heart. What kind of person you are, what kind of behavior style and offensive and defensive logic you will choose..."

"Oh?"

Dupin raised an eyebrow.

"Then what did you see from my sword?"

"Your sword is very complicated."

Although his eyes were slightly closed, Isamu Kondo still maintained a defensive posture.

"From the previous fight with the chief, to the two shields, to the current sword washing technique... You know a lot of things. It can be seen that you have learned a lot of techniques."

Having said that, Isamu Kondo's eyes suddenly opened.

"But you can't unify them, can you?"

"...?"

Dubin's hand holding the sword tightened unconsciously.

Is it so...obvious?

Realizing that Isamu Kondo's eyes had fallen on his hands, Dubin couldn't help but take a deep breath—although he didn't reveal much about this aspect on weekdays, perhaps unknowingly, those things he didn't The small movements he noticed had already completely exposed his thoughts.