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"There is only confusion on your sword, and this is what I see from your sword."

Isamu Kondo looked Dupin in the eye.

"Whether it's the throwing stones you used in the battle with the chief executive, or the pair of shields, or the washing sword you just used, these are all very clever techniques. It can be seen that you have invested a lot in them. But ..."

"But are these technologies yours?"

……

Du Bin frowned tightly, and the bamboo bag knife in his hand began to tremble uncomfortably.

"What do you mean."

"literal meaning."

Isamu Kondo was expressionless.

"The reason why martial arts are called martial arts is because every martial art means the path chosen by a warrior. Even the master and disciple of the same school will use completely different styles... This is not taught No, it’s not that they learned it wrong, it’s purely because they are two different people, two completely different people.”

Just like no two leaves are the same in the world.

Tall people will choose to go far, short people will choose to sacrifice their lives to get close, brave people will choose to fight hard, rational people will choose to move around... According to a person's physical condition, a person's personality The way of thinking and the logic of action of this person will be unique depending on the faction, the education received, and even the experience all the time.

And this unique way of thinking and action logic will also be fed back to martial arts itself, making martial arts different.

Behind every martial art, there is hidden the life of one or even many warriors.While they pass down their moves, their thoughts and concepts are also contained in the moves, which are passed on from generation to generation in the form of body language.

Of course, many people may not be able to understand this language, but it doesn't matter, when it's between life and death, when it's time to use this martial art to fight, those seniors who once put their thoughts and ideas on this martial art will use it. Will be resurrected on this body.

This is the so-called martial arts.

Created by generations of warriors, it is a unique path that only belongs to each martial artist.

"However, your paths are too many."

Isamu Kondo shook his head.

"You have learned too many things, and there are too many paths to choose from. What's even more frightening is that you can still use every martial art perfectly... Indeed, this is a good thing. The more martial arts you learn, the more you master The technology will be more comprehensive, but they are still not your thing, at least not yet."

"You're a little secretive."

Dupin shook his head.

"Do it, don't just move your mouth."

The bamboo bag knife in his hand turned around, and Dubin, who was already familiar with this weapon, stepped forward.

Isamu Kondo's words were too complicated, and he didn't bother to listen.

So he's ready to get serious.

After all, in words, people may pretend, think carefully, and use another posture against their will to live, but only in battle, this is absolutely impossible.

Because fighting requires full concentration.

Fighting means life and death, and you will die on the spot. At this time, hiding moves is the most stupid behavior, it will only bring those secret moves directly into the grave-but if you choose not to hide moves, choose to follow your own best If you fight with familiar instincts, you will definitely expose your offensive and defensive logic and behavior style, and you will definitely reveal everything about yourself.

"Let me see if you understand as much as you say."

This time, Dupin took the initiative.

The right fist swung recklessly, which is not a wise decision when facing a sword, but when the bag bamboo knife in Isamu Kondo's hand slashed at his right arm, the long-planned left hand was already accompanied by the twisting of the waist and turning the hips. Make a surprise attack—and the target of this left-hand stab is Isamu Kondo's hands holding the knife. This is also Dubin's most accustomed style of play. Kaka strikes first before the opponent completes his force.

But Isamu Kondo avoided it nimbly, his prancing figure was like some kind of cat.

Immediately afterwards, the Bag Bamboo Knife struck quickly.

The bag bamboo knife in Dubin's hand has been switched to his right hand, which makes it easier for him to block attacks from the right - Isamu Kondo's attack angle is extremely tricky, but this is not a problem for Dubin at all.After deliberate practice, he can completely use both hands to fight, and he can even switch hands freely during the battle.

But when the two swords intersected, he felt a strong force.

The force was so great that even the broken bag bamboo knife in his hand began to scream!

"Since you want to see it, let you see enough!"

Holding a knife in both hands, Isamu Kondo suddenly shouted.

"Let you see, this determination to guard hope!"

Bang!

Half of the bamboo bag knife flew out and hit the ceiling.

Looking at the only remaining bamboo handle in his hand, Dubin was dumbfounded. He never thought that this thing could be cut off with a single knife—you must know that the leather-wrapped bamboo handle is actually soft and elastic. , this kind of spring is bent at most, and it is impossible to say that it is cut off.

What's more, it was another bamboo knife that did all of this.

It's as if two springs collided, and one spring broke the other abruptly. This kind of thing is so unbelievable that it is already challenging the common sense of physics!

"During battle, it's not the time to be distracted."

Another bag of bamboo knife rested on Dubin's neck.

"you lose."

"...in theory."

Dupin nodded.

"But think again."

"What do I want...huh?"

Kondo Yonggang wanted to retort, but found that half of the cracked bamboo handle had reached his wrist at some point.

Before the mowing is done, his tesuji are cut open by broken bamboo pieces.

"...I didn't expect my Huluo to be cracked by this method."

Isamu Kondo shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"It really is……"

"It's not considered cracking. If it's a real knife, even if I pick your tendons, I'll still see blood."

Dupin sighed.

"I have already felt your determination. I will not go to Mr. Okita again. As you said, there are many martial arts, and there is not only one way to improve. There is no need to take it too seriously."

"...No, I've changed my mind now."

Isamu Kondo's face became a little strange.

"In your current state, perhaps the director general's method is the most suitable for you... But I need you to do me a favor, or in other words, do the director general a favor."

"What do you say first."

Dubin didn't rush to agree.

"Say it first, and then I'll see if I can help you."

"It's not a big deal. In fact, this matter is also within your authority..."

Isamu Kondo thought about it, and then spoke.

"I hope you can temporarily replace the general manager and take charge of the first team."

Swordsman Qiban wins and loses, he changed Japan: Chapter 89 Chapter 87 I understand

What Isamu Kondo said is correct, the management of the first team is indeed within Dubin's purview.

In other words, all the teams of the Shinsengumi are actually under Dubin's jurisdiction.After all, he is still a French instructor invited by the shogunate, and this status is not a display.

Although he himself didn't care much about it all the time, this power can indeed control the entire Shinsengumi to a certain extent.

Of course, it is indeed a bit out of bounds to directly lead a team as an outsider, but a living person cannot be suffocated to death by urine. The first team of the head office became the pilot team of the French military system, and Du Bin also became the instructor of this teaching team.

However, in terms of power and office, as an outsider, Du Bin is not under the jurisdiction of Isamu Kondo. In name, he is still equal to Yu Kondo. One is because he is a foreigner, and Isamu Kondo really can't control him.

"So, that's the last question left."

Du Bin, who came to the station of the first team, raised his head and looked at Souji Okita who was wrapped in a quilt in front of him.

"How to lead the team?"

"……you will not?"

The girl swordsman was immediately taken aback by the question.

"Aren't you...an instructor, are you?"

"...Why should I?"

Du Bin was also taken aback by the girl swordsman's question.

"Don't instructors just need to know how to teach?"

"This……"

The girl swordsman was speechless for a long time.

Although she didn't know why Brother Kondo chose to entrust the first team to this stranger, but Brother Kondo obviously had his own considerations, so she would obey the arrangement—but now it seems...

Is the person invited by the shogunate from the French consulate a bit too unreliable?

"Also, did you just say that you and Brother Kondo are tied?"

Thinking of the words just now, the girl swordsman became more and more confused.

"How did you do it?"

"...Who do you look down on?"

Dupin was immediately unhappy.

What does it mean? Does he really look better than Isamu Kondo?This kind of thing is unreasonable, no matter how much Okita Souji treats his own people...

"Slip of the tongue, I didn't mean that."

The girl swordsman shook her head.

"I mean, how did brother Kondo manage to draw with you? I clearly remember that his martial arts level should not be so strong..."

"Ah this."