A Panda's Martial Arts

Shingo Shimadzu was a little puzzled, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the busy panda beside him.

"Senior, why did you say you lost..."

"Because I did lose."

While busy with the work at hand, the panda answered casually.

"Does it seem to you that failure is a disgraceful thing?"

"I……"

Shingo Shimadzu opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Apparently, the little fat man is acquiescing to what the panda said. In fact, no young man would think that failure is glorious. If you lose, you lose, and you are not as good as the other party. Could it be a good thing?

"The last one who felt dishonored by failure is now in that glass jar."

Turning his head and glanced at Ashikaga Yoshiki who was locked in the jar, the panda shook his head and sighed.

Now that I think about it, Yoshiki Ashikaga is actually very strong. His martial arts has already reached the level of a master. He has exhibited many martial arts, and he has an aura of inclusiveness. He is a legend in any place—but it can only be regarded as a legend.

Compared with the teacher of Ashikaga Yoshiki, Ashikaga Yoshiki himself is less pure and stubborn after all. This may be a good thing for the status of a general, but it may not be a good thing for martial arts practice.

It was just this slight psychological flaw that directly cut off Ashikaga Yoshiki's chance to touch the realm of ghosts and gods.

Ghosts and Gods Realm sounds like they are playing mahjong, but the panda, which lacks adjectives, really can’t find a better adjective——

Originally, he wanted to say that there is a king division above the master, but the swordsmanship used by the headless body has clearly exceeded this category.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fantasy novel to hurt people in the air, and the sword energy is separated from the body. Facing such things that are completely beyond common sense, pandas can only be described as "ghosts and gods".

Just like the legendary gods, Buddhas and ghosts, it is no longer ordinary martial arts, it is simply supernatural power.

The technique of the headless body, the panda has almost completely cracked it. After all, the opponent has no intention of hiding moves at all in the battle. Mode of operation—but there is only one thing that the panda has not cracked, and that is the sword energy that the opponent wields during the battle.

The blade beyond the distance seems to be able to extend infinitely, and can cut and injure people at a distance of more than ten steps. God knows how this kind of ghostly technique is practiced, and the panda is completely puzzled by it.

It can't be said that he also wields a knife every day, and then wields it for decades, right?How could he do such a thing?

You must know that he has checked this aspect. The longest-lived panda is only 38 years old. Let alone swinging for a lifetime like that old man, he can't even survive 50 years. How can he practice this skill? ?

or……

"Um……"

The panda's eyes turned to Ashikaga Yoshiki's head.

Then shook his head.

Forget it, longevity seems to be very tempting, but this lesson from the past is too scary——

If he hadn't lived for so long, Ashikaga Yoshiki might have ended the curtain as a generation of heroes. It's a pity that the long life brought Ashikaga Yoshiki more suffering than he could ask for. Obviously, a master-level figure just turned into this A ghostly look.

embarrassing...

"Senior, what are we going to do with... him?"

Shimazu scratched his head when the panda noticed Ashikaga Yoshiki's head.

"Do you want him to..."

Shingo Shimadzu raised his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The evil group that was originally entrenched under the command of this shadow general, now only the dead man's head is left alive, as long as this head is smashed...

"You can't kill me! I'm immortal!"

Perhaps because he felt the killing intent, Ashikaga Yoshiki's head began to clamor again.

"Kill one me, there will be tens of thousands of me! Can you kill me? Can you kill me cleanly?"

"Okay, you're right..."

While soothing Ashikaga Yoshiki's head casually, the panda took out the props that he had made for a long time.

"So we can use, concrete."

The panda whose wound hadn't healed beckoned, beckoning the little fat man to come over and do a favor, then raised his hand and poured a large basin of concrete into the jar.

"Don't worry, Ashikaga Nobita, as long as you sink your head into Tokyo Bay, Fat Toranosuke and Xiaofu Orochimaru will not be a big problem."

"Woooooo-"

Ashikaga opened his mouth wide, but more concrete was poured into his nose and mouth until it solidified in the glass jar and turned into a stone-like thing.

"In that case, I should go too."

Patting Shingo Shimadzu on the shoulder, the panda stood up holding the concrete block.

"Today's boat, no matter how late it is, I won't be able to catch up...Don't make such an expression, you always have to say goodbye."

"Then... is there really a chance to meet again in the future?"

Shingo Shimadzu clenched his fists.

"I mean...Senior, I still have a lot to learn, I'm still too..."

"Don't follow me, follow me, what can you learn?"

Thinking of the way he ran the train with his mouth full when he first saw this kid, Panda shook his head and laughed.

"Go to school well, don't think about what you have and what you don't have, if there is fate, we will see you later."

As he spoke, Panda had already picked up the jar. There was a fast boat prepared for him at the port of Tokyo Bay. He needed to go to sea first, and then board a cruise ship to India on the Sea of ​​Japan.

Going downstairs and pushing the motorcycle out, Shingo Shimadzu drove the panda all the way to Tokyo Bay. Looking at the burly figure boarding the smuggled speedboat, Shingo Shimadzu waved his arms vigorously.

He didn't speak, and there was no need for words at this time.

Speechless, at this moment is the best way...

"Ok?"

Glancing over the port from the corner of the eye, Shingo Shimadzu was suddenly stunned.

In his sight, several refitted motorboats also drove out of the port behind the smuggling clippers, their arrogant motor sounds like hungry wolves preying on them.

And the things that the people on the motorboats were holding made Shingo Shimadzu's heart fall directly to the bottom of the valley.

It was a shoulder-fired missile that he had occasionally seen on TV, which could track targets.

"That panda finally took the bait! How dare he use our smuggling route!"

On the motorboat, a middle-aged man was gnashing his teeth. He lost all his former chaebols in the panda hunt.

And beside him, the armored figure was clearly the loyal banner warrior who once followed Ashikaga Yoshiki.

"We can't beat you on land, and you dare to go to sea?"

The shoulder-fired missile aimed at the smuggled clippers in the distance, and the banner warriors hated it.

"I will send you to the sea to feed the fish!"

290 Chapter [-] Death

On the boundless sea, a panda disguised as a human is resting in the cabin.

The injury on his body is still not healed, and his face is not suitable for chatting with sailors. Fortunately, these old seals should have been ordered in advance, and they have no intention of coming to talk to the panda. This is a saving for the panda. After all, it is quite distressing after being seen through.

It’s almost enough to make up nonsense once, and it’s meaningless to do it again.

Thinking of this, the panda poured some orange liquid from the bottle it carried with it, and wiped it on the wound.

That is the version that changes like water, and it is a complete version. Although Ashikaga Yoshiki is lacking in martial arts, he is quite complete in other aspects——

It's just that this thing that was originally prepared by Ashikaga Yoshiki to use for immortality is now snatched by the panda and used as a wound medicine.

It's just that maybe because of the seriousness of the injury, Bian Ruo Shui, who was invincible before, has lost the effect of life and death. It has been a few days, and his wound has just healed, although it seems to be harmless But the muscles inside are still a little sore after all.

However, Panda didn’t pick too much, it was enough for him, and the recovery effect was slow, but after all, it would not leave him with any sequelae. You must know that such a thing as a tendon being severed is a serious problem at any time. It is extremely troublesome, and it is already a high-tech manifestation to be able to restore it to its original state.

Thinking about it this way, the body of a warrior is really an extremely fragile thing.

"You have to protect your body."

Put it away like water, the panda shook his head again and again, this thing should be used less, and it should be put at a critical moment——

As for the sudden change in the seizure, forget about this kind of thing, luck always has its limit, and it is unrealistic to expect the sky to fall.

In the final analysis, the way of trading injuries for injuries is still too stupid after all. Even the ancients knew that wearing armor can reduce casualties. Forgot to wear a life jacket...

"Wait?"

Panda suddenly felt as if something was wrong.

"What's wrong? What are you doing in life jackets?"

However, these old seals didn't answer him at all, they just left him with a few plopping sounds of water.

In less than five seconds, all the smuggling crew members jumped into the sea, leaving only the panda dressed as a human stunned, "Oh, no, this..."

The Panda sensed the problem almost immediately. You must know that the Clippers are food for these old sea dogs. Who would want to cut off their source of income suddenly?

Unless, they are threatened with death.

Like that small missile flying far away.

"R!P!G!"

boom--

Just as the panda yelled, the rockets flying all the way blasted the smuggling boat into the sky. This smuggling boat can even run at a high speed of sixty or seventy knots on the sea, but in comparison, its defense is not as good as it is. no difference.

With just one blow, the smuggling boat was blown into two, and slowly sank toward the bottom of the sea.

But the ones flying from afar were more than just one blow.

There are seven or eight small rockets. Just by looking at the tail flames and the iconic shape, you can tell that they are the best rockets——

These original goods smuggled from the United States were originally the secret cards of those chaebols and politicians, but now they are all used here, on the smuggling boat carrying pandas.

After a round of bombardment, the entire smuggling boat sank into the sea without a sound.

"Yes!"

On the motorboat in the distance, the Banner samurai clenched his fists tightly.