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The Japanese sword is sharp, but it is not a weapon for breaking armor, so it cannot cut hard things.

Some people can only perform in a flashy way.

The Japanese sword originated from the Mo sword of the Tang Dynasty in China. Some partial improvements were made to reduce the size and weight. When it arrived in the island country, it became a samurai sword.

Since people in ancient island countries were relatively short, the Tang Dynasty Mo Dao was also reduced in size.

But after changing the size to a smaller size, since it is not as strong as the Mo Dao, the blade can only be changed to an arc shape, which is beneficial to the force.

In the Tang Dynasty of China, the Mo Dao was a powerful weapon against northern cavalry, but it was actually not suitable for the national conditions of the island country at that time.

But at that time, the island countries worshiped the Tang Dynasty and comprehensively studied the technology and culture of the Tang Dynasty, so they also learned it.

The Mo Dao is suitable for chopping and stabbing, while the Katana is only suitable for chopping due to its curved blade. It was actually tailor-made for the short stature of the ancient islanders.

In terms of use on the battlefield, katana swords are mostly used with both hands. Although they are powerful in chopping, they lack a certain degree of flexibility.

The one-handed sword is mostly used for single-handed combat, but due to the shortcomings of the katana, the lethality of one hand is insufficient.

If you can't kill with one blow, there will be a situation where you chop me and I chop you.

Both sides were bloody and bruised.

It looks very tragic, but it is a strange scene that does not fall down.

Only then did the art of drawing swords appear, a sword art that pursues a one-hit kill, and either you die or I die.

Closer to home, the same knife makes different sounds in the hands of different people.

In the dazzling sword light, everyone seemed to hear the soft hum of the divine wind.

The next moment, screams rang out!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Ten strong adults were all beheaded at almost the same time.

Blood spurted out from the broken neck like a water gun, splashing in all directions, dyeing a large area of ​​the ground red.

In an instant, the surroundings, centered on the masked man, seemed to have turned into a hell on earth.

The corpses of ten big men in black fell limp and twitching on the ground, and their blood outlined abstract and terrifying patterns on the snow-white marble floor.

Master Hamada, who was in the middle of this hell on earth, was directly stained with blood and became a bloody man.

The thick plasma stuck to his hair, soaked into his kimono, and dripped down.

Hamada's entire face was covered in blood, with only a pair of wide eyes staring in horror at the masked man approaching with a broken blade.

"Sorry, sorry. Broke your knife."

If you want to cut off the heads of ten people in a row, even if your personal strength is up to standard, you still need a magic weapon to do it.

Hamada's Japanese sword can be regarded as the best among the best, but it cannot be used to cut bones and break armor.

Not to mention beheading people with one knife.

In the end, the knife was broken into two pieces, and it was considered a proper place to die.

The masked man inserted the broken blade into Hamada's scabbard and patted the sword master on the shoulder.

He said something sincerely in the other person's confused eyes.

"thank you."

There is no ambiguity in this sentence, it is a sincere thank you.

Because outsiders can't see it, the masked man has gained something new.

Strengthening options - Kendo.

…activation! !

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Bloody killings bloom here like the flowers of hell.

The hall that had been playing soothing music just a moment ago now echoed only with screams of fear.

No one is in the mood to watch a show anymore.

These well-dressed upper class people no longer care about style.

They rushed towards the door of the hall.

The chaotic scene was like the morning market opening.

The uncles and aunties are dancing wildly.

Now no one cares whether the people around them are rich businessmen or powerful people. In the face of possible death, anyone who blocks their way is their enemy.

Therefore, in this tense and panic atmosphere, pushing and collision are inevitable, and stampedes occur as a matter of course.

The situation is visibly getting worse.

The only person who can turn the tide may be the protagonist of this dinner-Wilson Fisk!

But our hero doesn't choose to take matters into his own hands now.

"James! What are you waiting for!"

The Kingpin's suppressed angry voice exploded in James Wesley's ears.

Awakening his mind from its blank slate.

James turned his head with a blank look and saw a big face with bulging veins and an angry face.

Suddenly, a cool air rose from the soles of his feet, slightly dispelling the fear in his heart.

It wasn't that this gentle man had never seen death before, but he had never seen such a level of massacre.

Yes, slaughter!

Apart from these two words, he really couldn't find any words to describe today's scene.

James tremblingly picked up the walkie-talkie and switched to another channel.

"There's a troublesome guy here in the hall and we've lost ten men. Bring your guns..."

Before he could finish speaking, the walkie-talkie was snatched away by Kingpin.

"You can't use a gun... Bring what you can find, and call Lester too. It's time to let him move around!"

After saying that, Jin Bin used his five fingers to crush the walkie-talkie into pieces.

"Don't let anger go to your head. There are reporters outside now. If we use guns at this time, all our years of operation will be in vain."

After Kingpin finished speaking to James, he ignored the cold sweat on his face, looked at the abominable masked man, and gritted his teeth and said, "I will make you regret coming to this world!"

As for why you don’t do it yourself?

Just kidding, to deal with a nobody, you need to take action personally.

Then there is no point in strategizing and winning thousands of miles away.

If you have to do everything yourself, what is the difference between this and a violent thug?

"Mask man, if you have the guts, stand still and don't run away!"

Although Kingpin was very powerful when he shouted these words.

But the masked man's mind seemed to be suddenly returned to his youth, the youthful days when he had a fight at the school gate.

I wonder if she was still doing well at that time?

So he couldn't help laughing.

He didn't care about Jin Bin's clamor at all.

After almost everyone in the hall had escaped, a group of guys who were obviously not good guys broke in.

They held crowbars and machetes in their hands and rushed towards the masked man without saying a word.

Although the number of these people is only more than 20, these guys are elite thugs under Kingpin. One of them can beat three of the guys who were beaten just now.

"Hack him!"

The leader is a man with a center parting in a studded leather jacket.

He held two watermelon knives and ran all the way. With the power of inertia, the two knives mercilessly chopped down on the masked man's head.

But in the next moment, the leading thug's swords were snatched away by the enemy with his bare hands.

The masked man struck back with a knife.

"whispering sound…"

Blood rose into the sky like a fountain.

The head of a good man was separated and fell to the ground. He died with his eyes open.

The expression on his face was still ferocious and ferocious, with no reaction at all.

Spike!

But this hand alone cannot scare these murderers.

So the masked man had no choice but to send these elite monsters who were not afraid of death to heaven, chopping melons and vegetables.

Earn some points.

This was an unexpected surprise, and it was not in vain.