, you would never find him in a crowd.

He is of average height, with a height of about 1.6 meters. Although he is considered a "tall man" in this era, he is not at a level that would cause people to exclaim.

He is neither fat nor thin, but his limbs are extremely thick.

Qingden's eyelids sunk slightly.

Not far away, Sanako also narrowed her beautiful eyes.

The two of them noticed the young man's arms at the same time.

I could see the young man's arms swinging, creating a strong wind, and could vaguely hear the sound of "whooshing" shaking the air.

Even the natural swing of his arms can produce such a powerful sound... It is evident how much power is contained in his arms.

"I'm sorry, Niou-sama, for keeping you waiting."

Konosuke Kitahara walked up to Aoto, and after saying his polite words, he stood half a step sideways and showed his face to the young man behind him.

"Please allow me to introduce you, this is Oishi Shojiro of the Qing Xia League."

"Your Majesty, I have long admired you."

The young man...that is, Oishi Kazujiro bent down to Aoto, and gave a cold greeting with no emotion on his face.

——Qing Xia Lian...

Qingto glanced at Oishi Kazujiro a few more times.

This person is from the Qing Xia Lian... It's unexpected, but it's reasonable.

The Qingxia Alliance is the "combat force" of the Qingshui clan, and it has gathered a large number of fierce men who dare to fight and kill. Among them are many outstanding warriors who have been passed down from all walks of life.

It is reasonable and reasonable to send members of the Qing Xia Alliance who have both excellent martial arts strength and sufficient practical experience to compete with him.

"Gui'an, this is the first time we meet, I am Ju Qingdeng."

While Aoto nodded to Oishi Kazujiro, he also gave his name.

Oishi Shojiro nodded to show that he had received Aoto's self-introduction.

"Lord Niou."

Kitahara Konosuke said.

"Oishi Kazujiro is your opponent in the second trial. As long as you can defeat him, then I will immediately enlarge Tsukisuneji's freedom without any hesitation, otherwise I will ask you to go home."

Qingdeng nodded.

"But please enlighten me."

The corners of Kitahara Konosuke's mouth turned up in an intriguing arc.

"If you are ready and have no objections...let us begin!"

…

Aoto put on his "face", "cage hands", "crown" and other protective equipment, and then walked into the center of the dojo with his bamboo sword - Oishi Shojiro, who could pierce armor slightly faster than him, was already waiting there.

.

"No leakage, Oishi Shojiro."

Oishi Shojiro came to his house in an ancient style and squatted down with his bamboo sword in hand, performing the crouching ceremony.

I don't have any deep grudge against Oishi Kazujiro, so there is no need not to give others face or embarrass them.

Therefore, Qingdeng also reported his home.

"Naturally Rishin-ryu, Tachibana Aoden."

Qingdeng knelt down and performed the squatting ceremony.

Aoto and Oishi Kazujiro saluted each other; Otsuki Minoru had a relaxed smile on her face; Sanako remained calm; although her lips raised a meaningful arc, there was still a hint of something in her eyes.

The anxious Kitahara Konosuke——

These things will all disappear in the next moment.

call!

The dull, harsh sound broke through the air, tearing apart the silence of the air and the dojo.

In the first half second, Oishi Kazujiro, who was still squatting in a standard posture towards Aoden, suddenly changed his posture in the second half!

He suddenly struck Qingdeng in the face with his sword.

Even people who don't understand kendo at all, such as Otsuki Minoru, can see the power and speed of Oishi Kazujiro's move.

If Oishi Kazujiro had used a real sword, if he had not taken the blow, his head would have been moved and his brains would have been chopped out.

Qingdeng's pupils shrank to the size of pinholes in an instant.

Combat instinct and combat experience honed through long-term battles, as well as the "super speed" to "increase reaction speed", drive Qingdeng's body to move.

Qingdeng raised the bamboo sword in his hand horizontally to his head at lightning speed, and at the same time held the blade with his left hand.

Snapped!

The sound of the fierce clash of bamboo swords shook the air in the dojo.

Feeling the force transmitted along the sword blade to his arm, Qingdeng's expression turned solemn.

"Aha!"

Aoden shouted suddenly, and took away Oishi Kazujiro's bamboo sword, and then swung his sword to counterattack. The bamboo sword was pulled into a blurry afterimage, and swept away towards Oishi Kazujiro's body, like a cirrus cloud and a strong wind.

Although the sword's landing point is correct, it may not be able to hit the enemy.

Just when Aoto's counterattack sword was swung out, Oishi Kazujiro disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With his strong jumping ability, he stepped into the air and easily dodged Qingdeng's bamboo sword. The moment he landed, he slashed down with the bamboo sword dragged to his side in an eight-pair stance.

Seeing this, Qingto crouched down, his waist was full of strength in less than 1 second, and he stepped forward. The bamboo sword in his right hand drew an arc in mid-air, and hit the sword of Oishi Kazujiro, which resolved the problem.

This slash from Oishi Shojiro.

In the next breath, Oishi Shojiro's not particularly strong body suddenly sank, his knees bent, his center of gravity lowered, and he looked as if he was about to kneel on the ground...

moment.

In the next moment, he struck out a second time.

The tip of the sword raised from bottom to top scraped the floor. If it had been a hundred-forged steel sword instead of a bamboo sword, it would have wiped out shining sparks at this moment.

Almost at the same time, Qingden also drew his sword.

Snap—Aoden's left foot took a step forward in the direction of Oishi Kazujiro, and the sole of his foot touched the floor, making a huge bang.

As if he was deliberately confronting Oishi Shojiro, Aoto switched his posture to the upper right position while stepping, and then turned his body using the stepped left leg as an axis.

Turning his body in a small half circle, Qingden then used special techniques to conduct the centrifugal force generated by the turn to his right arm and the bamboo sword in his palm - adding his own strength - he slashed out with all his strength!

The bamboo sword struck in the air.

A loud sound that caused pain in the eardrums burst out.

Next, as if they had planned the move from the beginning, Aoto and Oishi Kazujiro made the same move - stepping forward together.

The two of them passed each other so close that their bodies were almost touching.

Qingdeng could even feel the warm breath coming out of the opponent's mask.

Dong-dong-dong—the footsteps slid and the ground made a sound. The two of them opened a gap of three steps in one breath.

Quickly turning around, holding the knife, and reorganizing their posture - both of them acted like this.

Just now, it was Oishi Kazujiro who launched a very strong active attack, but now it was Aoto who took the lead.

"Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-!"

Aoto used the monkey cry in the display flow that he especially liked to use recently because it was very useful, and he leaned forward to chop at Oishi Shojiro.

Faced with Qingden's terrifying scream... the other party remained unmoved at all, not even moving an eyebrow.

Oishi Shojiro moves very quickly.

But what moves faster than him is the three-foot sword in his hand!

I saw two dark yellow slender shadows flickering between Aonto and Oishi Kazujiro.

The speed is so fast that the eyes can't see anything.

No one ran away, both of them stood still, going back and forth with each other in fierce attacks and defenses.

One sword, two swords, three swords - Oishi Shojiro swung three slashes at different angles, but at the same high speed.

One dodge, another dodge, another dodge—Aoden's body flexed, relying on Oishi Kazujiro's sword, and then launched a counterattack.

If you kill me with one sword, I will kill you with one sword.

You take half a step back, and I will follow half a step back.

For a moment, the shadow of the sword without any fixed trajectory danced in this small world.

The number of bamboo sword strikes increased at a speed that was too fast for the conscious mind to keep up with.

Once, five times, nine times...until it's hard to measure and can't be counted.
To be continued...