I'm the best catcher in martial arts

The situation of Miyamoto Musashi and Shen Lian is different.

Shen Lian studied under a famous teacher since he was a child, and experienced orthodox education from low to high. He progressed step by step, with a solid foundation and an all-round improvement in energy and spirit.

From the inside out, from the outside in, use the body to cultivate Qi, use Qi to nourish the soul, use the soul to nourish Qi, and use Qi to temper the body.

Qi, blood, true essence, and Yang Shen are integrated and inseparable. They have an indestructible body, the power to move mountains and reclaim seas, and an indomitable heart.

One thought has infinite power.

When you first start practicing martial arts, you will definitely focus on making use of your strengths and avoiding your weaknesses. As your cultivation level improves, you will make up for the excess losses and make up for the deficiencies. Work steadily and make progress together.

Not so with Miyamoto Musashi. His martial arts were learned from battles. Through battle after battle, he stimulated his body's potential and became stronger and stronger.

He has superb martial arts talent, and he has summed up a variety of attacking moves in battle. He is faster, more ruthless, more accurate, and more powerful, and can defeat all powerful enemies.

Since his debut, he has not suffered a single defeat.

The shortcomings are also obvious.

That is, the long board is too long and the short board is too short.

His understanding of swordsmanship and martial arts was superior to Shen Lian's, and he could go deeper and further, but the flaws in his foundation firmly restrained him.

Of course, Miyamoto Musashi thought about making up for his shortcomings, and had read many secrets and secrets, but he made up for it too late, and when he tried his best to take action, he was a little sluggish.

It's not impossible to make up for it by force, but it will break the long board and the gain outweighs the loss.

It's like there is a huge mountain blocking the road in front of you. The way to pass is to split the mountain, but there is no power to split the mountain.

what to do?

If there is no normal state, then the potential will be squeezed.

Using the pressure of a life-and-death battle to inspire his ultimate sword, he can either cut through a mountain road or kill people with his sword. There is no other way.

In the decades since his debut, Miyamoto Musashi has encountered all kinds of problems, and he has solved them like this every time.

This is the characteristic of Japanese martial arts.

This is the true foundation of Miyamoto Musashi.

Allowing Miyamoto Musashi to achieve enlightenment as high as Cihang Jingzhai will only waste time, let the abundant energy and blood become weak, and ultimately lose the opportunity to forge ahead.

Therefore, Yagyu Ichiken, the man in white, these talented Japanese warriors will not let Miyamoto Musashi waver in any way. Miyamoto Musashi has walked all the roads they have walked, and has gone far longer than them.

Therefore, Shen Lian's landing in Japan made Miyamoto Musashi very excited and wanted to fight to the death.

Abandon power, reputation, money, family, abandon everything about yourself, and fight wholeheartedly.

As for the "Samurai Alliance", Miyamoto Musashi never cared about it. It was just a cover to draw everyone's attention away so that no one would disturb him.

When Shen Lian arrived thirty miles away, the driver changed to Yagyu Matajuro. He took Shen Lian to the foot of the mountain and bowed and saluted: "Master Marquis, the master is waiting for you at the top of the mountain. Please go up the mountain alone, junior." I swear on the honor of the Yagyu family that no one will disturb you before the duel is over, otherwise you will be punished by heaven and earth."

Feng Siniang snorted coldly: "Your master's reputation in duels doesn't seem to be very good! If someone forms a formation and besieges him, wouldn't he be facing death?"

Yagyu Matajuro said respectfully: "If Master chooses to form a formation and besiege, this is probably what the Marquis is most looking forward to, and it is also what Madam is looking forward to."

Shen Lian smiled and said: "Okay, okay! As expected of a disciple of Miyamoto Musashi, he is really knowledgeable. This is the tenth prince's token, and it can be regarded as a thank you gift for driving the car."

Shen Lian handed the token to Yagyu Matajuro.

Yagyu Matajuro looked at the token in front of him, but after all, he did not refuse and accepted it respectfully.

From the perspective of martial arts practice, he does not need a token.

From a family perspective, it was impossible for him to refuse.

Without the token, the family may be destroyed, and forces like the Yagyu family will be hit hard.

By accepting the token, the family may survive, but it must be attached to the Ming Dynasty and be its pawn.

"The tenth prince told me that there is a very good place called Tajima in Japan. If the Yagyu family is willing to surrender, that will be your fiefdom.

From today on, every generation of Yagyu family head will be Tajima Mamoru, that is, Yagyu Tajima Mamoru! "

That's right, Yagyu Taimamomo is not a name, but a title, and this kind of title is not uncommon.

For example, Liu Bei served as a herdsman in Yuzhou, and people called him Liu Yuzhou. Liu Yong served as a field Yuanwailang, and was known as Liu Yuzhou. There are similar titles in Japan.

"Yagyu Tajima Mamoru?"

A look of greed flashed across Yagyu Matajuro's face.

If he could earn a fiefdom for the family, perhaps the family tree would have to be rewritten starting from him.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis!"

"Do a good job, I'm very optimistic about you!"

Shen Lian patted him on the shoulder to encourage him, then walked quickly up the mountain, picking two wild fruits along the way.

"Bah! Bah! It tastes so damn bad!"

After taking two bites, my mouth was full of sourness, and I threw the wild fruit off the cliff, thinking that it was unexpected.

Isn’t Japan rich in all kinds of immortals?

Isn't there a fruit-growing fairy?

Remember Japanese fruits, they are so expensive!

Shen Lian walked to the top of the mountain with an awkward look on his face, without any nervousness at all, as if he was on an outing.

Miyamoto Musashi asked: "Shen Jun, I can't understand your expression. Don't you look forward to the duel?"

Shen Lian vomited two mouthfuls of sour water: "I feel a little hungry in my stomach. I picked two wild fruits, but I didn't know that the taste is sour and astringent. It is really unpalatable."

Miyamoto Musashi explained: "Those wild fruits can be eaten in two ways, one is mashed and used as a seasoning for cooking, and the other is made into preserved fruits."

"You actually know these things?"

"Back then, my martial arts was stagnant and I didn't know how to break through, so I imitated the sages of the Central Plains and tried to integrate myself into the common people, but I failed."

"Of course you will fail."

"What do you think, Mr. Shen?"

"Your martial arts is fighting. You should learn martial arts through fighting, rather than retreating to the mountains and forests. That will not produce mellow wine, but will blunt the sword."

"Jun Shen is very knowledgeable."

Miyamoto Musashi casually put the katana aside.

"Have Mr. Shen heard my story?"

"Your reputation is not very good, especially your credibility in certain aspects. It's extremely bad."

Shen Lian was blunt about this.

Miyamoto Musashi had no intention of refuting, nor did he say that although my reputation is not good, your reputation is not much better either. You are making a fool of yourself at fifty steps.

"What is Mr. Shen's comment on this?"

"Fight life and death, use all possible means. Only when you are alive can you go further. When you are dead, you are just a corpse."

"Master Shen, aren't you afraid of my tricks?"

"I'm afraid you won't use any tricks!"

The two looked at each other with eyes full of energy.

"drink!"

"Roar!"

Amidst the loud shouts, the two of them took action at the same time.

Miyamoto Musashi raised his palm into a sword and slashed it down.

He is good at the two-sword style. Using both palms as swords, his strength will not be reduced, but he can come and go freely. He can also fight with bare hands. Shen Lian cannot use spears and halberds.

Miyamoto Musashi's understanding of weapons has long been extraordinary, and he knows that short weapons are difficult to defeat with long weapons.

If two people are about the same strength, and one of them has an advantage, even if it is extremely small, when the killer move is launched, it will be an eternity.

The palm knife slashed towards Shen Lian's chest. Shen Lian rolled his cloak with his left hand and blasted out a palm "Piercing Clouds and Moon".

The power of the palm is like flowing clouds and flowing water, dense and endless.

The five fingers are like the blooming feathers of a peacock. No matter how sharp Miyamoto Musashi's sword energy is, the five elements alternately pass by and then disappear immediately.

Drunken Peacock·Five-color screen blooms to refresh all things!

Shen Lian is not proficient in many martial arts skills, many of which are commonplace, but with a casual use, he can integrate the divine will, law, appearance and moves, and naturally develop various powerful moves, which makes people feel frightened.

Miyamoto Musashi had never been to the Central Plains in his life, but he knew that there was a peak in the Central Plains named Mount Tai.

You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.

The feeling that Shen Lian gave him at this moment was that of that thick and majestic mountain, and its Qi mechanism was extremely stable.

Miyamoto Musashi's swordsmanship is fast, ruthless, accurate, refined and pure, just like the snow and ice on Mount Fuji that has not melted for thousands of years, and like the white clouds that come and go.

Shen Lian's fists and feet are extremely thick, and the power brought by the unification of the seven qi is like a huge tsunami that covers the sky and the sun, endlessly, endlessly circulating, and shattering everything.

When masters compete, their energy should be restrained, and all their strength should be concentrated to blast at the enemy.

Unexpectedly, the two of them had no reservations and attacked each other with attack. The sword light exploded with energy and blood, destroying all directions.

The decisive battle between the two took less than three moves. The warriors who were waiting for Shen Lian's arrival had already noticed the momentum and rushed towards the foot of the mountain. However, they were blocked by Yagyu Matajuro and Feng Siniang with swords. They originally felt a little dissatisfied, but when they saw the falling The huge boulders and the crumbling mountain tops made me lose the courage to move forward, and I was so frightened that my legs trembled.

Yagyu Matajuro sneered: "You cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death have no right to watch the battle!"

"Don't you want to watch the battle?"

"I am at the foot of the mountain, so I should be watching this decisive battle from the foot of the mountain. You are not even the foot of the mountain. It is best to stay away to avoid suffering the disaster of a fish in a pond."

"Yagyu Matajuro, aren't you worried about Miyamoto Musashi's defeat? Let's swarm up now and seize Shen Lian's wife as a threat..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a flash of green light, a burst of blood, and a dead-eyed head flew into the air.

Feng Siniang said coldly: "The reason why I can become Shen Lian's wife is not because of my beauty or family background, but because I am strong enough to fight alongside him."

"Can you kill us all?"

"Maybe I can't kill everyone..."

Before Feng Siniang could finish her words, the man's face was already full of pride and arrogance. At this moment, the green sword light flashed past, and the man fell to the ground with a look of death.

"...I can still kill you!"

Feng Siniang drew a bloody line with her knife.

"Anyone who crosses this line will be killed without mercy!"

Yagyu Matajuro said sternly: "Whoever dares to disturb my master's duel, I, the Yagyu family, will definitely fight to the death with you, you all get out of here!"

Is everyone willing to retreat?

Of course not willingly.

But they don't want to die like this.

Warriors have a very high status in Japan, especially those warriors who are famous, powerful and well-born. They are similar to the "knights" in the West. Everyone has more or less official titles. How can they give up wealth so easily?

There is a baggage of power, money, and reputation hanging on the samurai sword. How can it be faster and stronger?

"boom!"

Several boulders fell again from the peak.

The roaring sound was like a volley of artillery fire, and the sword energy and blood glow stirred the wind and clouds, causing changes in the sky.

"Roar!"

Tiger's Roaring Emperor's Fist· Roaring the Lake and the Sea Again!

Miyamoto Musashi crossed his palms and condensed them into the most refined and pure sword light, which was suddenly cut down by the force of the fist.

Thousands of sword lights were like the Yangtze River, roaring towards Shen Lian's fist power. The scattered sword energy merged into one instantly when they were about to collide with the fist power.

The invincible Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist, the power of the fist that overturned rivers and seas, shattered the sky and shattered the earth, together with the driven wind, rolled up dead leaves, filled with gravel, and even the clouds and white mist surrounding the mountains, were divided into two halves with one knife.

The sword energy drove straight in, piercing the heart.

Shen Lian finally no longer had any reservations, activated the indestructible power of the Vajra, and the White Tiger Star Lord appeared behind him.

"attack!"

During Shen Lian's breathing, the smoke was filled with white rainbow smoke, which condensed into three white flowers above his head. When the three flowers gathered at the top and the five qi came towards the Yuan, the strength of his fists was invincible.

The Huangfu family’s secret, wild ball boxing!

This is one of the most powerful boxing techniques in the world. Its power is no less than that of Heaven and Earth Hegemony Fist and Great Light Fist. It is the most yang and strong boxing technique and requires great foundation.

From some aspects, it is somewhat similar to the sword technique to ward off evil. The move itself is not very mysterious, but as long as it is fast enough, it becomes like a ghost.

The essence of wild ball boxing is strength. As long as the strength is strong enough and the punching power is concentrated enough, the most powerful and powerful moves can be made. Many seemingly messy moves will naturally produce results.

This is not a boxing technique for ordinary people to practice. This is a boxing technique for the powerful human beasts to practice.

Miyamoto Musashi looked excited, swung his palm towards Shen Lian's fist, and heard the sound of gold and iron, and the fierce and unparalleled strength overflowed crazily.

Shen Lian gave it a try and mixed the unique techniques such as Cloud Pailing Palm, Great Vajra Divine Power, Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist, Tian Can Kick, Dragon Claw Hand, and Wild Ball Fist together to perform. Not only did it not look flashy, but it turned decay into magic.

These moves seemed to come alive, like notes beating between heaven and earth, powerful moves with life.

Or chopping, or punching, or snapping fingers, or kicking, or probing claws, or straight lines, or arcs, sometimes like plum blossoms, sometimes like pear blossoms in heavy rain, sometimes bursting and collapsing thousands of miles of glaciers, sometimes like a dragnet.

There seemed to be three figures, and it seemed to be five different figures, attacking fiercely from different directions.

The palm technique moves clouds and flowing water in an endless stream, mixed with changes in clouds and mist. Clouds have no permanent shape and are endlessly changing.

The leg technique is possessed by fierce demons, extremely fierce and evil, mixed with the wind in the mountains, thousands of demon heads, invisible and formless.

The boxing technique is extremely powerful and rigid, extremely strong and intense, mixed with scorching Qi and blood, beacon fire and smoke, galloping like a tiger.

The fingering and claw techniques blended with each other, like a dragon-binding rope that could trap a divine dragon. It was unclear whether it was a spear technique, a fingering technique, or some secret technique that restricted the energy and blood of the divine soul.

Miyamoto Musashi slashed through the phantoms one after another, and smashed all the powerful moves. No matter how powerful they were, he slashed lightly into the wind with his palm sword, and they suddenly disappeared.

The faster you cut, the faster you gather.

Shenlian is not only a majestic peak, but also a vine hanging from the mountain wall and a waterfall flowing down.

There are flying waterfalls and flowing springs, jade dragons lying down, snow spraying and spraying beads, colorful, huffing and puffing clouds, and waves flowing like peaks.

Before he knew it, he had already exchanged thousands of moves. (End of chapter)