School Flower's Perspective Berserker

Chapter 242 Confidence

"This...isn't it..."

"This guy, where does he have the confidence..."

Xu Fan openly challenged Miyamoto Jiro, and after the kendo master defeated Aoyama with a sword, everyone in the exhibition hall couldn't help discussing in low voices.

I really don't understand, this guy, how could he come up with such a reckless idea...

"You, don't you intend to persuade him?"

Xia Yanyu glanced at Xu Fan solemnly, and then looked at Xiao Lan who was at the side with some puzzlement.

"Why should you persuade him?"

Xiao Lan turned her head with a smile, and said with a smile, "Isn't it enough to trust him?"

"..."

believe him?Xia Yanyu shook her head, could it be that she believed in miracles?

"Hehe, the courage of the Chinese people is really interesting, Miyamoto Jiro, next, don't let me down."

It was rare for prey to come to the door on its own initiative, so Akita Hideichi naturally couldn't let go of such a good opportunity, so he gave Miyamoto Jiro a word and withdrew.

It seemed that he had smelled a trace of blood in advance, and his eyes became frenzied.

"here we go!"

Surrounded by the crowd, Jiro Miyamoto started to move, everyone held their breath for a while, and looked at Xu Fan and Jiro Miyamoto.

It can be seen that Miyamoto Jiro slowly touched the samurai sword at his waist with his right hand.

The center of gravity of the body leans forward slowly, the right hand holds the handle of the knife tightly, and the whole person maintains a posture of drawing the knife at any time!
The wind and rain were about to come, and the audience could clearly feel that Miyamoto Jiro's whole body had changed at this moment.

At this moment, he seems to be integrated with the surrounding environment. His sharpness and arrogance just now have disappeared as he holds a samurai sword in his hand.

It seems that all his aura, following the drawing of the sword, the whole body is restrained into the scabbard in his hand.

People are like knives, knives are like people!

This Dongpu has been the only genius sword master in recent years. The aura shown at this moment made everyone stop breathing.

It was as if they were in the quiet and dull atmosphere before the storm, and beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of everyone.

They're sure of it!When Jiro Miyamoto pulls out the knife at his waist, he will definitely burst out with great momentum!

At that time, you will show your sharpness and be unstoppable!

……

On the other hand, Xu Fan is like a rock at this moment, the enemy can't move, he can't move.

Standing with hands behind his back, he quietly looked at Miyamoto Jiro in front of him.

This kind of calmness really shouldn't appear on such an occasion. Everyone saw it and couldn't help thinking about it.

This guy, wouldn't he be scared stupid by the sword master in front of him?
However, what everyone didn't know was that Xu Fan standing still at this moment was the best strategy to deal with the enemy.

The essence of Miyamoto's sword is that at the moment when the enemy moves, he can keenly judge the weakness of the enemy's offensive, and then gather all his strength here, and use the unique skill of drawing the sword.

The one-knife style is a purely offensive method, without defense, so it is often used in the second hand.

Xu Fan is as immobile as a mountain at the moment, just in time, he has deciphered the strongest mystery of Miyamoto's Ichidao style.

"Fuck me, what the hell, do you still want to fight..."

"Hey, big brother, take a knife and pose, it's been a while, okay?"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and a few impatient people in the crowd couldn't help cursing.

He is obviously weaker than his opponent, why is he still so inked?Is this the work of a master?

"..."

Miyamoto Jiro frowned slightly under the impatient scolding from everyone.

He completely disagreed with the ideas of the people around him.

I have lost countless enemies in my life, this is the first time I have encountered such a difficult enemy.

Looking at Xu Fan in front of him at this moment, he has a feeling in his heart, no matter how fast he strikes at this moment, the man in front of him will attack in an instant, aiming at his weakness, a fatal move!
After many years of practice, the heart that had long been as calm as an ancient well now had a few ripples.

Tick-tock, a drop of sweat dripped from his forehead on the back of his right hand that was holding the knife handle tightly, Miyamoto Jiro's heart became more and more irritable.

This is just a kid looking for death, what are you afraid of!
"idiot!"

If you hesitate any longer, I'm afraid you don't need to fight anymore, Miyamoto Jiro let out a low growl, kicked his foot, and stepped on the floor!
With a click sound, the floor under Miyamoto Jiro's feet quickly cracked, and his slanted body, at this moment, shot towards Xu Fan quickly like an arrow off the string!

"This! So fast!"

"God..."

Like a black shadow, Miyamoto Jiro's figure was too fast to capture at this moment, the moment everyone panicked, he had already come to Xu Fan!

Clang!
Flowing like clouds and flowing water, Miyamoto Jiro followed his heart, and at this moment he forced himself in front of Xu Fan, and drew out the black long knife in his hand!Like a dark rainy night, a bolt of lightning splits open!
It's like a sealed dragon gushing out of the scabbard!The chilling knife light hit Xu Fan's throat!Everyone's eyes became more frightened, subconsciously, they all rushed out!
This slash was amazing, and the people around couldn't help but wonder, who in the world can stop this slash that was as fast as a shooting star?
The sharp blade rolled towards Xu Fan's throat, and in the next moment, his throat would be cut open, and a blood-red flower would burst out!
At this moment, Miyamoto Jiro's anxious face finally calmed down.

I am the master of Japanese swordsmanship, the heir of Miyamoto Issou-style, a kid who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, how can he be his opponent?
"Forehead……"

The smile on the corner of his mouth just opened, but the scene in front of him made Jiro Miyamoto's expression freeze in the wind.

In an instant, Xu Fan moved!

Facing Jiro Miyamoto's razor-sharp slash, Xu Fan retreated instead of advancing, and went straight to meet him!
With two fingers, only the edge of the knife is taken, and the second strike comes first. Before Miyamoto Jiro's long knife landed on his throat, it was firmly clamped in his hand.

With a bang, the indestructible samurai sword in Miyamoto Jiro's hand was directly pinched off by Xu Fan's two fingers!Immediately afterwards, there was a cold light that wiped Miyamoto Jiro!
All of this happened in less than a tenth of a second, and before everyone realized its appearance, everything was over.

Ping!
"This? What, what's going on?"

"What happened...huh?"

The broken blade hit the ground, and the stunned crowd came to their senses. They looked at Xu Fan who had circled behind Miyamoto Jiro in puzzlement, and asked curiously one by one.

No one saw clearly what happened just now, so they would be confused and ask left and right, without getting any answers.

"Knife, knife, knife is broken!"

Finally, someone with sharp eyes saw the half of the samurai sword lying on the ground.

The only clue made everyone look at Miyamoto Jiro one by one!

"This……"

The scene in front of me, everyone is one by one, unable to say a word...

(End of this chapter)