From the Abyss Invasion to the Blasting Star.

Chapter 150: Artistic Level Contest
Backstage at the kendo gym.

Lu Heng began to prepare for the competition. Even though he was in the backstage lounge, he could still hear the noise outside the kendo hall.

Lin Zeyu rubbed his hands, looking as if he had already arranged everything. He leaned close to Lu Heng's ear and said:
"Go ahead and fight. If the situation isn't right, just give me a look. I have two hundred men stationed in the hotel next door. Once you give the order, we'll start fighting!"

Lu Heng glanced at him and thought to himself that he really didn't know how to evaluate this guy.

He actually deployed so many people without any notice.

In fact, it is highly likely that so many people will not be used, but for this competition, hundreds of people came from Fuso. Although they are just for support, they are afraid that a fight will really break out accidentally.

If a fight really breaks out, it would be impossible to control the situation without two hundred people.

Su Muyu stood aside, messing with her hair with her fingers.

She wanted to help, but she couldn't.

If we were in the abyss battlefield, we could fight side by side.

But the competition is a one-on-one match, and even teammates cannot help.

Just as Lu Heng was getting ready, someone knocked on the door of the lounge.

dong dong dong...

Jian Qing knocked on the door and walked in directly. She walked in front of Lu Heng, put her hands in her pockets, and said, "I am here on behalf of the military. If you don't want to fight, I can report it and help you settle this matter."

Lu Heng had just led the team to resolve the fog crisis in the Liuchuan area and had made great contributions. The medal would be awarded soon. If he were bullied by the Fuso people at this time, his comrade who entered the fog with him would be the first to object.

"No need. Then they will accuse me of using the official power to expel him. That's annoying." Lu Heng waved his hand.

There's nothing scary about flies, but their buzzing noise is annoying.

This is the situation with the large group of Japanese people outside now.

"Okay, then I'll watch your performance downstairs. Now I'm leaving." Jian Qing waved her hand, walked out of the lounge, and found a comfortable seat in the audience seats of the kendo hall.

……

This Binhai International Kendo Hall was booked by Chunshang Group.

The security guards at the door stopped the crowd from entering, but as long as they were Japanese nationals, they would be allowed in.

So, now one side of the auditorium is full of Japanese people.

There were even some eccentrics who dressed in kimonos and pretended to be Japanese people.

The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds.

On the other side of the audience, there were only Jian Qing and Chen Zihang. The rest of the seats were empty, forming a sharp contrast with the dense crowd on the opposite side.

Jian Qing opened her hands, placed them on the back of the chair, and crossed her legs in a very domineering posture.

Chen Zihang was a little worried and asked, "Second Lieutenant Jian, there are so many people on the other side, what if a fight breaks out?"

Jian Qing replied indifferently, "What our country is best at is self-defense and counterattack. They'd better dare to take action."

For some reason, Chen Zihang heard a bloody smell in her answer.

……

The time came to ten o'clock.

Saito Takeharu turned his head to look at a disciple in the audience and said a few words in a gibberish.

The Kashima Shindō-ryu disciple immediately stepped forward and shouted at Jian Qing and the other man in a bossy manner, "Hey! Where are the people in your duel? The time is up, come out and die!"

Jian Qing looked around and confirmed one thing: the Japanese man was talking to her.

Since people from Da Xia were not allowed to enter the kendo hall, there were only Jian Qing and Chen Zihang in the audience seats on Lu Heng's side.

So this Fuso disciple could only speak to the two of them.

It was at this time.

Lu Heng walked out of the lounge and slowly stepped onto the stage.

Followed by.

A kendo gym manager walked onto the stage, holding a tray with an agreement on it.

"Please sign this waiver first."

Lu Heng glanced at the content of the agreement. The name of the agreement was "Disclaimer for Fighting Competition", but in fact it was a life and death contract.

In other words, after signing this agreement, if there are casualties during the competition, the kendo hall will not be responsible, the opponent will not be responsible, and the signatory will be responsible alone.

in fact.

Any intense sport can result in casualties.

There have been casualties in boxing, fencing, and even ball games.

This disclaimer does have a certain effect.

Lu Heng had a calm expression on his face, picked up a pen and signed the disclaimer.

The kendo gym manager turned around and walked down the stage.

Lu Heng frowned and called him: "Did you forget something?"

The manager turned around and asked in confusion, "What?"

"Am I the only one who needs to sign this?" Lu Heng looked at the confusion on his face and found it ridiculous.

The manager almost wanted to blurt out: What else?

But in the end he held back, took the tray and walked up to Saito Takeji and asked him to sign.

Since Lu Heng has already signed, Saito Takeharu must sign for the sake of saving face.

After signing, the manager walked to the side of the stage and said, "After I step down, you two can start fighting. There are no rules for this fight, and no scoring is required. The fight will be over when one party admits defeat or loses the ability to fight."

Saito Takeharu was in no hurry to act. He crossed his arms, holding a katana between his legs, and spoke in a cold voice, asking his disciple beside him to translate: "Did you kill Tsukawa Hideyoshi?"

Lu Heng did not deny: "It was he who initiated the competition."

Saito Takeharu snorted, "Is Hideyoshi's sword Izumi Torakiri in your hand?" Lu Heng pulled out the Aurora Blade from the void and replied, "It should be in your hand."

The Izumi Torakiri has been used as weapon fertilizer and has become part of the Aurora Blade.

From this perspective, it can indeed be said that it is in Lu Heng's hands.

Saito Takeharu snorted, "Do you know what the sword in my hand is?"

“I’m not interested in knowing.” Lu Heng was indeed not interested, but the other party had been talking all the time. Interrupting others and suddenly drawing his sword looked like a sneak attack, so he could only let him finish.

Saito Takeharu pulled out the sword in his hand ten centimeters, revealing the sharp blade in the scabbard.

The cold light reflected from the blade made it clear that it was a good knife without having to look closely.

Saito Takeharu slowly explained: "My sword is called 'Izumi Munemasa', and it is a father-son sword with 'Izumi Torakiri'. So, you must pay the price for what you have done."

"Are you done?" Lu Heng interrupted his long story and urged him to get started.

"Humph!"

Saito Takeharu snorted coldly, drew out Izumi Munemasa, threw away the scabbard, held the sword in front of him with both hands, and shouted: "Go ahead, you despicable swordsman from Daxia."

Lu Heng turned sideways and raised his sword, his eyes shining with brilliance.

Even without drawing the sword, the sword-wielding spirit was already covering the surroundings.

As the Kendo artistic conception came out, both sides confirmed one thing: the other party had reached the artistic conception level.

When masters fight each other and reach this level, a sharp look will sweep across.

If we say that the subtle level of swordsmanship is to achieve the ultimate in details and display exquisite moves, then every change of moves is an exquisite game and competition.

Then the artistic conception level of swordsmanship focuses more on the pressure and momentum of the sword.

If the opponent is one large realm higher than the previous one, the Ruzhu level will have no way to attack against the Yijing level, and will lose in the Yijing stage.

If the subtle level tries to attack forcefully, in the instant of fighting, the artistic conception level will be able to win with one strike with the gap in realm like a domain.

Both sides are at the artistic conception level, and the collision of momentum is evenly matched.

On the Fuso side of the audience, many of the people sitting there were from the Fuso kendo circle. They might not be very strong, but they all had a deep understanding of theory.

Therefore, many people noticed that although the two sides did not fight, they had already begun a confrontation of artistic conception.

This also made many people look surprised.

Because, in the eyes of many people, this was not a fair contest, but a crushing of an unknown person by the Fuso Sword Master.

However, when the two stood on the kendo stage, exuding their aura, something was wrong.

Both sides actually reached the artistic conception level.

An unknown little character has a realm-level level of kendo skills?
This was beyond everyone's expectations.

Jian Qing didn't know swordsmanship, but she could feel that although the two sides had not yet made a move, they were already fighting.

She turned to look at Su Muyu next to her and asked, "Artistic level?"

"Forehead……"

Su Muyu had just been watching the competition on the stage. When she heard Jian Qing's question, she replied, "Yes, it is the artistic conception level, but I'm not sure what level it is."

Jian Qing smiled and said, "This is beyond my expectation. Lu Heng's basic skills are so strong. No wonder he was so calm when facing the Flame Demon last time."

……

On the stage.

The artistic conception confrontation between the two sides is still going on.

Neither of them moved the swords in their hands, but their eyes had clashed many times.

After such a long confrontation in artistic conception, both sides were certain of one thing: it was impossible to determine the winner by just a confrontation in artistic conception.

Now it depends on who breaks the deadlock and launches the first attack.

However, when it comes to artistic conception, in many cases, using stillness to overcome movement can help you seize the opportunity to win.

Therefore, a swordsmanship master at the artistic conception level may not attack at all during a duel, but once he attacks, it is likely that only one move will be enough to determine the winner.

Moreover, Kashima Shinto-ryu is indeed a kendo school famous for its ability to "defeate the enemy with one move."

What Saito Takeharu is best at is the retreating technique, where he can defeat the enemy with one blow while dodging.

In fact.

Hideyoshi Tsukawa was also good at counter-attack techniques. After all, he was a disciple of Saito Takeharu, and their skills in counter-attack techniques were inherited from the same lineage.

However, Tsukawa Hideyoshi was relatively young, and sometimes he would take the initiative to attack, not just using repelling techniques to meet the enemy.

The retreating technique is to attack while retreating and dodging, which is a defensive counterattack move.

Saito Takeharu is best at counterattacks, so as soon as his opponent makes a move, he will counterattack with thunderous force and kill his opponent with one blow.

He participated in 39 formal competitions in his life and never lost a single one.

This is why he is known as the Sword Saint.

Before Lu Heng came, he had already learned about Saito Takeharu's life and knew his ways.

Moreover, this old turtle was very patient, and the knife in his hand did not shake at all during the confrontation.

Lu Heng did not specifically practice repelling skills, so he could attack and defend.

Since the other party is so patient, Lu Heng chooses to attack.

At the moment when the confrontation of artistic conception reached its climax, Lu Heng suddenly attacked, rushed forward, and slashed out with a sword in a Zhenyue style.

The heavy blow came down with great force, and Saito Takeharu's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he even showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, because Lu Heng's move left flaws in front of him and on both sides of his body.

Saito Takeharu immediately dodged backwards, using the defensive skills he had practiced for thirty years. At the moment of dodging backwards, he drew his sword and slashed at Lu Heng's right shoulder.

(End of this chapter)