v2 Chapter 300： 3 strokes (2/2)

Zhang Heng knew what the other party had misunderstood, but before he had time to explain, he saw Yamada sink his face again. ”It's just right, since you are a dojo, then this woman has insulted the warrior of the Changzhou fan. Now, if that's the case, then do your enlightenment and let your life go! ”

”Slowly,” Koyama got up from the ground, covering her injured right hand, and said to Yamada, ”It's none of his business, your opponent is me.”

”Don't worry, you can't escape one of them today!” The elaborate plan was destroyed by others. Yamada's mood is so bad now, he just tore his face completely, and didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. He directly raised the knife in his hand. .

”Anyway!” Zhang Heng gave Xiaoshan Qian a look, let the latter back down, then looked at the opposite Yamada, and said lightly, ”I am different from this lady, my sword is a killing sword, once it comes out of the sheath Your Excellency is rare. You and I are too far apart. Now that you have won the victory you want, yesterday's grievances have ended. Why not take a step back? ”

”What a big breath!” Yamada seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and looked up and laughed. ”Even the owner of your dojo is defeated in my hands. You, a diner, dare to let out such a big word. ”He closed the laughter fiercely, staring straight at Zhang Heng's eyes, and said,” Hopefully, your knife will be half as powerful as your mouth, otherwise you're afraid of my ten tricks. ” Can't stand it. ”

Zhang Heng shook his head. ”Ten moves are too many. Three moves to defeat you is enough.”

Although Zhang Heng hasn't played against Yamada, he has seen him make two shots before. He also has a certain understanding of the so-called big stone **** shadow stream, and also observed some of Yamada's shooting habits and routines.

When Heng Xiao Qian and Yamada made a move, Zhang Heng put himself into the battle when he was idle. He briefly considered how to defeat Yamada in the fastest way. The three moves were a more sincere number that he calculated.

However, Yamada obviously didn't think so. He just felt that the guy across the corner had been trying to provoke him with words ~~ This is a kind of countermeasure, but after all, it is the weak who use it to reduce the strong. The little trick between the gaps has no effect in the face of absolute strength.

As long as he is not fooled, calm down, and give out all his strength, there is no chance for the other party.

Yamada himself did exactly that. He left all the annoying words of Zhang Heng behind, raised his sword, rushed to the ground, and adjusted his energy and spirit to the best state. It's not far from the best career, but it's not far off. He believes that even if Liuzu Dashi enters the seeding here, he will certainly admire him when he sees this sword.

On the other hand, Zhang Heng was still standing in place, and he didn't even put up his hands, which also made Xiaoshan on the side can't help worrying for him, and waited until Yamada ran to him before Zhang Heng finally moved, his There is nothing fancy on the hand, just a simple knife.

There was a hint of slyness in Yamada's eyes, and he was waiting for Zhang Heng to do so. As a result, the knife suddenly changed when it was cut in half. Yamada changed to splitting, and the goal was Zhang Heng's neck. After that, Zhang Heng's head probably couldn't hold it.

Onlooking Matsuo and others gave a sigh of excitement. As a salted fish, it was obvious that it would not be possible to produce such changes by simply cutting down. However, Zhang Heng's response was also quick. He couldn't help crying well in his heart, he rarely saw anyone who practiced the sword faster than himself.

Unfortunately, it is of no use, because he took the initiative and grabbed a good position. Even if the two men's swords intersect again, he can still use the stunt to pierce Zhang Heng's chest.

But the next moment, he heard Zhang Heng talking lightly, ”Three moves.”

Then the sword flashed, blood splattered, and his left hand holding the knife was flying.