A Panda's Martial Arts

Even though he was making a lot of ugly appearances because he was afraid of death just now, but now he is talking about the bliss... Could it be that this black and white bear is crazy?

"It is indeed a blessing..."

The panda lying on the ground tried to wipe away the tears and snot on his face.

Such a scene, such martial arts, such a master, is willing to risk his life to fight him, how could he not be moved?

Tears flowed down the bear's fur and into the wound on his chest. The wound that almost split his entire body was undoubtedly a blow from the headless body. It was a deadly blow filled with all the skills .

Put all the technology, experience, strength, and even the understanding of martial arts, all on the blade.

It's almost like teaching everyone.

"Sorry……"

Obviously he had stood up, but the panda couldn't stop the tears on his face.

What a great opponent, to show him what he has learned all his life without reservation...

It really made him feel ashamed to kill such an opponent.

But this is the best way to repay the other party.

"I was the one who was rude just now."

Raising his hand to stop Shingo Shimadzu who wanted to come again, the panda struggled to get up.

Facing such a martial artist, it is a disrespectful act to use such a strange thing as a two-legged iron man.

It should be more pure.

"Come……"

Clenching both fists, the panda opened its posture.

Chapter 290

The panda was seriously injured and the swordsman was headless.

Neither side is in peak condition, and the panda is even worse—although the swordsman in front of him has lost his head, his terrifying fighting instinct still remains in his body. A ferocious technique that is as unpredictable as ghosts and gods.As for the panda... he's still bleeding profusely.

The wound between the chest and abdomen was deep enough to show bone, and this knife almost cut him open.

This is simply impossible for Panda. With his current level, there is no obvious flaw at all. He already knows all the ways to hurt him, so how could he not take precautions in advance? .

But obviously he already had a tight defense, and the moment he swung his iron man with both feet, he was still hit by the knife.

What an incredible thing this is.

What a delightful thing.

Victory, victory after victory, Panda has long been tired of victory, victory has no way to bring him anything——

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, his appearance of killing all directions is extremely powerful, but only he himself knows how boring it is.

He just repeats the known things mechanically, without seeing the slightest chance to go further. He seems to be trapped at the current level by invisible chains.

And the knife on his chest split open his body, but also broke the invisible shackles.

It even inspired his survival instinct after a long absence.

The appearance of seeking to survive is unbearable, but the panda doesn't care anymore. Compared with those insignificant things, the panda cares more about the knife itself.

It was an extremely beautiful cut, with extremely solid basic skills, the judgment of the steps, the grasp of the timing, everything was perfect and impeccable——

It is precisely because they are both warriors that the panda is more aware of the difficulty of this knife. You must know that in the ever-changing confrontation, it is normal for the movements to be out of shape, and it is rare to be able to guarantee the integrity of [-]% of the movements in actual combat. That knife... was so perfect that it was even a little abnormal.

How much training does it take to create such a knife?

half a year?a year?ten years? 50 years?

That is already an incomprehensible number for pandas. This kind of behavior of exhausting all time and energy on one move has always been a symbol of stupidity——

It's just simply swinging a knife. Only novices will use this stupid trick. It's too easy to be cracked and seen through. Let alone a master player like a panda, even if you find two silver twos at random , and can easily avoid this straight-forward slash.

But this kind of slashing, after countless repeated pondering, after precise corrections time and time again, after coping with countless strange tricks, finally turned into an incomprehensible behemoth.

Use lifelong experience and insights as accumulation, precipitation, and compression.

In the end, everything was presented as this ordinary knife.

The wound was still bleeding, and what was engraved on the body was the life of the headless old man in front of him.

It should be an old man. Although the panda has never seen the opponent's head and face, this knife is obviously only swung by a person with considerable experience. On weekdays, this should be a dignified person, but he himself With considerable purity, there must be an almost paranoid love for martial arts, so that you can wield such a blade, countless days and nights of hard training, and hard thinking and meditation after failures again and again, this is how to grasp it in the infinite exhaustion. Only with the correct answer can he deal with all moves with this ordinary knife.

Its degree of difficulty is almost equivalent to calculating all the mathematical problems in the world, but the tools used are just ordinary abacus.

"amazing……"

Lowering its head to avoid the oncoming thin line of cold air, the panda tried hard to get close.

In fact, he didn't dodge it, the blood dripping from the top of his head has already proved the ultimate of the knife, the thin line of cold air brushed the top of his head, and he was only an inch away from opening his head.

The great terror between life and death urged the panda, urging him to run away quickly, but the cheers in his heart surged up at this moment, leading him to move forward again.

Excitement and fear twisted together, this is the ultimate stimulation beyond imagination, the blood is pumping, the panda can even hear its own heartbeat, the flesh is full, the fascia is bulging, and there are a few more knives on the body, but The pain made him even more excited.

Just because every knife is a conversation between them.

That is not a verbal communication, but a kind of indescribable communication, as if old friends can understand each other's meaning with just a glance, and husband and wife can understand each other's mind without words...

Of course, the panda itself does not like the same sex, and the old man in front of him is obviously not a masculine person, but the bond between the two parties at this moment is far deeper than the so-called love.

It's something that happens between life and death.

It was also something that Ashikaga Yoshiki, who only had a head left in the grass beside him, could not understand.

"Swing the knife! Swing the knife again! Use the knife wind to blow him!"

Seeing the movement of the headless body getting slower and slower, Ashikaga Yoshiki's eyes were tearing apart.

"Teacher! Move quickly! Teacher!"

But the headless body obviously couldn't hear the words, the body just followed the remaining fighting instinct to raise the blade again, each time slower, until finally it simply stopped in the air.

But at this moment, the pace of the panda's charge stopped abruptly.

Never go any further.

Even without looking in the mirror, the panda has already seen the death on his face.

The fast-running brain is reminding him, and the limbs are telling him that the next knife is not a move he can bear at all, and his actions have been completely locked by the headless body.

At this moment, the distance between the two parties was only three steps.

It was too close, it was too close, so close that his head would fall to the ground in an instant.

However, it's not close enough.

"call……"

With a sharp breath, the panda took a step forward.

The sharp blade fell down.

"Hahaha! Cut it off! He cut it off!"

In the grass, Ashikaga Yoshiki who watched all this laughed loudly.

In just an instant, the head of the monochrome bear will be split into two halves. That is a terrifying sword technique that can cut even a steel helmet. Cut into two bloody things.

"That's it! Teacher! Cut him up! Don't stop him... Huh?"

Yoshiki Ashikaga's laughter caught in his throat.

In front of his eyes, the headless body did swing the blade down.

But it just swung the blade.

The blade stopped on the panda's head, leaving a bloodstain on top of the panda's head, and the blood dripped all over the panda's face, but the blade never moved forward.

On the contrary, the bear's paw of the panda was already pressing on the chest of the headless body.

"Won!"

Shimadzu Shingo, who had just been blown away in the distance, got up and saw an exciting scene - the brave senior panda finally defeated the headless monster, and they finally won...

"Hey?"

Looking at the panda's expression, Shingo Shimadzu suddenly felt a little weird.

Obviously he won... But why does that bear face look so sad?

"No, I didn't win."

The panda smiled wryly, and gently supported the headless body to lie on the ground.

Then he raised his head and looked at the head that had been clamoring for a long time in the grass.

"But I'm not dead yet."

Four eyes facing each other...

Ashikaga Yoshiki looked shocked.

Chapter 290 The Day of Parting

Before being put into the glass jar, Ashikaga Yoshiki's head was completely insane.

Perhaps the excitement brought by that battle was too great. At the moment when the panda and Ashikaga Yoshiki looked at each other, the dead head screamed and went crazy, and there was only something left in its mouth. Weird words such as "Fa", "Sword Wind", and "Longevity".Shingo Shimadzu felt a little unbelievable until he took over the jar.

Although the performance of this general was a little too crazy, Shingo Shimadzu also had to admit that the other party was indeed a very powerful person. After nearly 500 years of forbearance, and then once he came out of customs, this kind of thing can be regarded as a legend ——

But it is such a character, but he went crazy after watching a battle, which is too strange.

You must know that Shingo Shimadzu himself watched the whole battle, why is he okay?

"It's a demon technique. Monokuma used a demon technique. The sea water got in against the wind, and the Japanese sword was rusted!"

In the glass jar, Ashikaga Yoshiki's head was still howling, speaking confusing words.

"They're all dead! They're all dead! Hahaha—"

"What is he talking about? About the duel?"