above the point of the knife

Chapter 159 Assessment ([-])

Zhou Sen's strategy is to defend. Although he has made great progress in kendo (the Japanese kendo of the dog is nothing), but after all, the time is still short, and the opponent is at least ten years here. He has practiced since he was a child. up.

Keep and consume!
Zhou Sen can be invincible.

In the process of defending, he looked for an opportunity to make a shot, but Sato obviously didn't intend to give him this opportunity, and the offensive was like a storm.

He wanted to defeat Zhou Sen with an absolute advantage, but Zhou Sen could only be forced by him to wander around the field, protecting his vital position that was desperately protecting him.

In the eyes of everyone watching the battle, Zhou Sen is like a flat boat in the sea, which is in danger of capsizing at any time under the attack of huge waves.

However, as an expert, although Zhou Sen was in great danger, it was not so easy for Sato to defeat him.

The two sides are stuck.

Sato knew very well that if he couldn't defeat the opponent at the fastest speed, it would be difficult for him to win easily later.

He is clear about Zhou Sen's endurance.

Moreover, his physical strength consumption is much higher than that of the opponent. He is the offensive side, and the physical strength of the offensive side is at least [-]% greater than that of the defensive side.

The longer the time dragged on, the more depressed he looked.

We can only take risks.

Sato deliberately showed a flaw, trying to lure Zhou Sen to attack, but Zhou Sen turned a blind eye and continued to defend.

Zhou Sen is not stupid. Without weakening the attack force, such a flaw suddenly appeared, it must be to lure him to attack.

Is he that stupid?

At least you have to pretend to be a little exhausted, and then show a flaw. Besides, such a blunt trap, it's okay to deceive a fool, but it won't work to deceive him.

Seeing that Zhou Sen wasn't fooled, Sato gritted his teeth and charged up again with a bamboo knife.

despair!
The bamboo knives intersected, making continuous sounds.

Sato's force was so strong that Zhou Sen's jaw went numb and he backed up again and again.

"No, the young master is in danger..."

This guy really wanted to win and he was crazy. Zhou Sen gritted his teeth and insisted, while waving a bamboo knife to block.

click!
A subtle voice came into Zhou Sen's ears, and his own bamboo knife (sword) was overwhelmed.

Zhou Sen's mastery of bamboo knives is much worse than Sato's. He has practiced with bamboo knives since he was a child, and he is very familiar with the stress points on bamboo knives.

And Zhou Sen didn't have time to think about this. In those few blows just now, Sato calculated almost every blow.

Sure enough, when he heard the sound of the bamboo knife in his hand, Zhou Sen saw a smug look in Sato's eyes.

If the bamboo knife in Zhou Sen's hand was broken again, he would be considered a loser in this competition. At the beginning, it was Sato's foul. He could change to another bamboo knife, but now, it doesn't count.

At the critical moment, the Jiu-Jitsu that Zhou Senyuan had practiced for many years finally came into play. His body escaped Sato's sharp blow from an incredible angle, and the bamboo knife in his hand stabbed him in the chest.

After stabbing!

Zhou Sen himself fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone was stunned.

Because of the blow just now, everyone didn't see clearly what happened, how Sato missed the blow, and how Zhou Sen hit Sato's chest, leaving a clear white spot on his chest.

If this blow had been replaced by a real sword, Sato would definitely have died here.

It is clear at a glance who wins and who loses.

Sato's face was disastrous, and he looked down in disbelief to see the white spots on his chest. He knew that he had lost.

Zhou Sen gasped for breath.

He is winning by a narrow margin.

There is an element of luck, the movement just now broke through the limit of the human body, if I do it again, I am afraid that I will not be able to do that movement.

His own mind is in a daze.

"The young master won the swordsmanship competition, and everyone has no objection?" Yamagata Kouma stood up, looked around the crowd, and announced.

Saburo Shibuya was naturally smiling, without any objection, while Toshi Yamamoto had a sad face, like a fart.

Sato, whom he expected so much, actually lost to a newcomer who had only learned kendo for a long time, which was really unacceptable to him.

But, the truth is, didn't Sato try his best?As for the offensive just now, he asked himself that he might not be able to last long.

This one lost.

All that's left is direct confrontation, without any protective gear, punching to the flesh.

"It's getting late today, and I've gone through a day's assessment, otherwise, how about putting the last free combat assessment tomorrow?" Toshi Yamamoto suddenly suggested.

It's nothing for Yamagata to ask for a horse, he is not in a hurry, but Shibuya Saburo is not necessarily so, so he asked: "Shibuya-kun, what do you mean?"

"They are all exhausted now. If they fight now, they really can't show their true strength. Let's do it tomorrow." Shibuya Saburo said, Sato must recover faster than Zhou Sen now.

This is not good for Zhou Sen, and Zhou Sen lost the last item in calculation, and now he is still ranked first. It can be said that as long as Zhou Sen's ranking does not come to the bottom tomorrow, he will not be able to run No. 1 in this special training result. .

There is no need to compete with Sato at this time.

Of course Zhou Sen has no objection. His arms are numb now, his legs are as if they have been poured with lead water, and he can't even stand upright. Even if he rests for an hour or two, he may not be able to recover.

It would be best if he could rest for one night.

Back to the residence.

"Assassin" Sato had already packed up his things and left. Obviously, he didn't plan to live with everyone this night.

It's not the same way, so it's good to leave.

The rest of the people knew each other, so they felt more at ease.

"Zhou Sen, Commander Shibuya, please come over." Not long after Pitt sat down, Ono, Shibuya Saburo's adjutant, knocked on the door and called Zhou Sen out.

"Yes, Adjutant Ono."

Ono took Zhou Sen to the room where Saburo Shibuya was staying, just when he saw Sato and Toshi Yamamoto coming out of the room, he quickly stood aside and lowered his head slightly.

"Hi, Director Yamamoto."

This is a rule established by the puppet Manchukuo. Whenever a Manchurian sees a Japanese, he must take off his hat, bow and give way.

Toshi Yamamoto saw that he couldn't find Zhou Sen's fault, snorted coldly, and walked past him, but Sato was full of murderous intent: "Tomorrow's free fight, I will not show mercy, wait for death."

Zhou Sen narrowed his eyes. Is this Sato planning to kill himself in tomorrow's free combat assessment?

With this guy's madness, it's really possible to do it.

Once he was seriously injured or killed in the martial arts competition, for the sake of the mission, even if Sato made a big mistake, he could only tolerate it, otherwise, who would be suitable to complete this mission?

This guy is confident.

Ono led Zhou Sen into Shibuya Saburo's room, which was actually smaller than the room they lived in, but it was a single room with a bed, a desk, and other furnishings were similar, of course, the conditions must be better.

Saburo Shibuya took a bath and changed into a large kimono. With a smile on his thin face, he warmly invited Zhou Sen to sit down and make tea himself.

"Drink tea, please. This is given to me by a friend of mine. It is said that it is the Longjing tea from Ming Dynasty. You can try it."

"Thank you, Chief Shibuya."

"Call me teacher. I told Su Wenqing that you are my student. If you don't call me that, he will still be suspicious." Shibuya Saburo smiled slightly.

"Yes, Teacher Shibuya." Zhou Sen couldn't refuse, even though he knew that it would be convenient for him now to recognize this cheap teacher, but it would definitely be troublesome in the future.

"That's right, what do you think of tomorrow's free fighting competition?" Shibuya Saburo sat up straight and asked.

"The five of them have their own characteristics. In normal training, I have fought against them. If it's just a competition, the outcome will be easy." Zhou Sen said.

"What if it's a fight to the death?"

"Then it's hard to predict." Zhou Sen shook his head. In the martial arts competition, everyone will have reservations if they don't make a deadly move.

"Tomorrow, you have to be careful. If you don't get Sato in the lottery, that's all. If you get Sato, he might kill you!"

"Actually, I don't want to fight for the first place..." Zhou Sen's heart trembled, he had also considered this, and he was not stupid.

Sato didn't want to bear the humiliation of the crotch. He only had this chance to kill himself in tomorrow's free combat assessment.

As long as he dies, he doesn't have to hang up his nameplate and get into his crotch, and if he kills him, he won't be punished much.

Anyway, it was only a Manchurian (Chinese) who died, who cares, even if Saburo Shibuya is dissatisfied, he can still kill Sato, can't he avenge him?

impossible!
Since someone is willing to do their own work, why do they have to involve themselves?But he couldn't say that in front of Saburo Shibuya.

"Can you win against Sato?"

"Five to five, if he doesn't retain his strength, I have a chance to win, but in terms of chances of winning, he is bigger than me." Zhou Sen said realistically.

"Is your chest injury healed?" Shibuya Saburo nodded.

"It's almost there, and occasionally I feel uncomfortable, especially when it's windy and rainy." Zhou Sen said.

These words are of course false, it is impossible for him to tell Shibuya Saburo the truth.

"Sato will definitely take action on your left chest injury tomorrow." Saburo Shibuya said firmly.

"Shibuya...How does Teacher know?" Zhou Sen wanted to call him "Sir", but he quickly changed his mind to "Teacher".

"Toshi Yamamoto has been to the Songshan Surgical Hospital where you took the film, adjusted the film you took, and found that the third rib in your left chest was fractured. According to the saying that the injury lasted for a hundred days, although your injury can move freely, But once the fractured bone bears a huge force, it will definitely hurt more!" Shibuya Saburo said, "He will definitely tell Sato about your weakness, and then in the competition, he will specifically hit your left chest, In the end, the old injury relapsed, no matter whether you were seriously injured or died, he has an excuse to get rid of the crime."

Zhou Sen's face changed drastically. Shibuya Saburo was right. He has an injury. Judging from the normal situation, it is still in the process of healing. If he is hit hard again, serious injury and death are possible. , but as long as you are injured, it is another situation if you are not injured. Whether it is serious injury or death, all the reasons are counted on Sato.

It is very simple for Sato to get rid of the crime, not to mention that there is Toshiro Yamamoto behind him.

"I brought you something, it should be able to help you." Saburo Shibuya smiled, got up and went over to fetch a red silk bag.

This looks so familiar, isn't it the baggage of the breast shield that Bai Yulan gave him?
Could it be the heart guard inside?
Zhou Sen reached out to take it, opened it, and it was indeed the breast shield, and the position of the bullet hole on it had also been repaired.

"Mr. Shibuya, wearing protective gear, will you be convicted of violating the rules?"

"Is this a protective gear for you?" Saburo Shibuya asked with a smile as he picked up his teacup.

Zhou Sen still doesn't understand.

These are accessories, not armor!
(End of this chapter)