Fist Godzilla

Chapter 32 Light My Determination

Narishima Hikari's nosebleed was gushing down, but his buzzing head made it impossible for him to even wipe it off.

The world in front of me is shaking and ghosting.

"Wow!"

He gritted his teeth with a ferocious face, pressed his head with both hands, and it took half a minute to finally calm down the shaking brain inside.

And during this process, Saeko behind him has been watching him intently.

Until Yuta, who was standing in front of Narishima Hikaru, showed shock.
"Shh!"

Kicked abruptly from the white-haired youth's toes, from bottom to top, and kicked Saeko's chin!

Like a new moon!

But the purple-haired beauty behind her faced the blow that made the wind blow, but the curvature of the corner of her mouth did not change.

Just a simple step back, the toes of the whistling stroked the air.

"squeak-"

With one kick, Narishima Hikari made a sharp noise as the soles of his shoes rubbed against the wooden floor of the dojo.

But because of this, he straightened his body and was able to face the female swordsman holding a wooden knife head-on.

"Get out of the way, bitch!"

"Your trick that made me fall is very interesting. But this time! I'm here to find the man with glasses! I think you are a weak trash under the gimmick of 'beautiful swordsman', so be sensible and stay out of the way!"

The ferocious young man growled at Saeko, while pinching the bridge of his nose, he stopped the blood flow in an extremely rough way.

Although I was thrown directly from mid-air in the beginning, Narishima Hikari relied on his talent and fighting experience, and it didn't take a few seconds for him to understand what happened just now after recovering.

Use the wooden knife to disrupt the center of gravity at the moment of flying, and let the opponent fall directly.

At that time, I am afraid that no matter whether it is facing down or facing down, it is all under her control, right?
This kind of eyesight and means are indeed not bad among women.

Even if I have kicked countless gymnasiums since I was a child, a woman of this level has only seen this one.

But, I came here because of the man with glasses!

Just to defeat that kind of violent storm!Violence like a natural disaster!

He doesn't hesitate to force his best friend to break the law, but also to come and fight him!
Never stop here, never.

The white-haired young man's expression was fierce and resolute like a wolf, and his nails were clenched tightly into his flesh.

And Zeyong Yuta, who was not far away from him, was trembling like chaff at this moment.

Not afraid of him, but
Do you know what you are talking about! ! !

Holding the protective gear tightly in his arms, the yellow-haired bad girl like a helpless little girl only dared to look anxiously at Hikari Narishima from the corner of her eyes, and put all her energy on Saeko who was holding a knife and smiling!
Maybe it's because he lived with powerful people beyond common sense for a few days and witnessed the exaggerated battles between them.

At this moment, Yuta only felt that he could vaguely see it.

Behind the pretty body of the purple-haired beauty, an aura as heavy as sea water and biting as ice is rising!

"Is the man with glasses a mirror?"

The beauty held a knife and smiled, the tip of her tongue seductively licked the corner of her mouth, with a bloody murderous look.

"It doesn't matter. Although I promised him to cultivate his body and mind, it should be no problem to find someone who smashed the signboard at the door."

"bass!"

The figure of the beautiful swordsman suddenly disappeared from Narishima Koga's eyes.

It's different from when Kiryu Setsuna and Baitang mirror fought.

Saeko didn't even use any of the secret steps of the Busushima style, it's just that Narishima's eyes simply couldn't catch up.

"what?!"

The pupils of the white-haired youth, who had been on alert all along, constricted.

But years of martial arts experience in kicking the gym just made him panic for a moment.

The next moment, he stretched out his hand to Zeyong Yuta who was beside him!

Not to use him as a human shield.

Hikari Narishima has played in the gym for so many years, and he is still not so bad.

He is the protective gear that Ze Yong Yuta embraces!

"what!"

There is a huge gap between the bad yellow hair and Hikari Narishima.

Almost before he could react, the breastplate, the largest piece of armor, was snatched away.

Narishima Hikaru, who snatched the breastplate, laughed wildly, and took advantage of the opportunity to protect it in front of him, using it as a shield.

Is this woman the idiot who ran out of the sword and halberd movie?
In the real world, the shield is the father of all cold weapons!
The attack of stabbing is "point", the attack of slashing is "line", and the defense of shield is "face"!

As long as the slightest rotation angle is used, it can defend against the rain of attacks!
A mere woman with a weak body, with a shield, even if bumped, she can
"Stab!"

Narushima Hikaru's ferocious wolf-like smile was still on the corner of his mouth, but his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle's eye.

In front of him, the thick, heavy, solid breastplate was split in two by a wooden knife like a piece of straw paper!
Cuts are smooth and clean.

This is not the level that a rough brute force slash can do.

This is an exquisite swordsmanship that has been tempered for hundreds of years and cultivated with countless blood!

Hikari Narishima was even stunned by the unreasonable scene.

Seeing that after cutting off the breastplate, the knife and the palm revealed were about to fall on the neck of the white-haired young man unabated!

and many more
a palm?
Where did the palm come from?
"Snapped!"

Before Hikari Narishima was surprised, the snake-like sword was strangled by a palm before it landed on the neck.

Facing the wooden knife that could cut off the breastplate neatly, this slightly old palm just stroked it a few times as if watching and playing, and then grasped the whistling sword tip in the palm of his hand!

It was like an experienced snake catcher handling a poisonous snake, and even seemed a little relaxed.

The palm and the wooden knife stopped less than two centimeters in front of Narishima Hikaru's door.

".Um!!!"

Narushima Mitsuga, who was still clutching the two halves of the breastplate, quickly took two steps back and stuck to the wall as if waking up from a dream, standing next to Ze Yong Yuta.

With lingering fear, he looked at the intertwined sword tip and palm.

The ferocity of the beast just now was completely gone from his face.

"Hey, Saeko! Long time no see, your sword skills have improved a lot. I guess I could stop your sword ten centimeters away from that kid before.

But isn't this murderous aura not suppressed at all?How does that kid Jing do things? I really don't know. "

Wearing a kimono with long sleeves, a burly old man with white hair stood in the gymnasium at some point.

But Hikari Narishima, who was still swallowing dryly to relieve his tension, saw a pair of footprints that went deep into the ground at the gate, and green smoke was still rising.

"Ah, it's Uncle Takemoto! Long time no see."

The yellow-haired and white-haired two bad guys standing against the wall, seeing Shura Ji who was about to set off a bloody storm just now, suddenly changed to Yamato Nadeko who saw his elders.

The two couldn't accept it for a while, and opened their mouths wide.

Instead, the two people in the center of the dojo put down their fists and swords.

Communicate like ordinary elders and juniors.

"Oh, that white-haired boy smashed the signboard of the Busujima Ryu?" The old man was surprised at first, and then a little persuasive. "Well, even if this is the case, it is not okay to kill people directly in the current society, Saeko!"

"It was my murderous intent that went berserk." Saeko was a little embarrassed, "I didn't think of this at first."

And Yuta, who was listening, slandered, "Yes, I didn't think that way at first, until the word 'stinky woman' came out."

"So, what are you going to do?"

The tall and strong old man in kimono looked at Mitsuga Narishima by the wall with great interest.

Maybe he wanted to see if this unscrupulous boy who had just escaped from death looked regretful and frightened now.

But he was disappointed.

"Kangdang-"

Throwing down the broken breastplate in his hand, Narushima Hikari lowered his head and came to Saeko with clenched fists.

"That man with glasses, is he stronger than you?"

He asked in a low voice, anyone could hear the unwillingness in it.

"Of course." The beautiful swordsman swung his wooden knife and said confidently. "If it's even inferior to me, then it's too disgraceful to be the man I recognize."

"After getting such desperate news, what are you going to do?" Takemoto Jiu'an, who almost understood the situation, looked down at him playfully.

As a martial artist, it was hard for him not to be interested in this delinquent boy who came to challenge him regardless of his will.

"How?" Narushima Hikari murmured.

In the face of the truly huge gap in strength, he never thought that his determination and awareness would be as light and weightless as clouds floating in the sky.

But inexplicably, a feeling emerged in my heart.

This is the time, the only chance in a lifetime!

If you shrink back here, you will never be able to catch up with those guys who are at the top of the world forever!
Immediately, a fiery flame that was familiar to Takemoto Jiuan appeared in his eyes.

The eyes that seem to make up their minds and die if they make up their minds
Where and when did you see it?

The eyes of the old man in kimono were slightly reminiscent.

At this time, the white-haired young man raised a hand and placed it in front of Saeko.

"It doesn't matter how many paragraphs it is! It doesn't matter how painful it is! As long as it doesn't waste it, it's up to you! But."

"After the interruption, let me worship him as a teacher!"

With a "plop", he knelt down in front of Saeko, only the arm that was handed over as an apology was raised high.

And Takemoto Jiu'an finally recalled the familiarity.

"Isn't this the same as when that kid was young!"

The old man grinned his lips, showing pale teeth in a distorted smile.

The young "War God" has once again unearthed a "Jade" with excellent appearance!
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