421: C421 Wendu Vs Miyamoto 2

C421 Wendu Vs Miyamoto 2

Seeing that a piece of cloth was missing from his sleeve, Miyamoto Musashi was also a bit surprised.

This person's speed is so fast, even faster than when he was dodging his own blade.

Of course, Wendu was also very surprised. This was his fastest speed, yet Miyamoto Musashi was still able to dodge it.

"Big brother is so powerful …" Paul said with envy as he watched Wendu's back.

"Of course." Chen Feifann raised his head arrogantly. "Second Brother, you're right to follow big brother, right …"

While the two of them were talking, Wendu and Miyamoto Musashi started fighting again.

Miyamoto Musashi held two sabers in both his hands, one long and one short. It was slightly longer and more exquisite, and there were some unknown patterns carved on it. The shorter one also had patterns carved on it, but it looked a bit darker.

He didn't swing his blade when he rushed over, but waved it when he met Wendu.

Two blades slashed at different parts of Wendu's body. He cut off Wendu's legs and his arms.

"So fast!" Wendu was shocked, but he wasn't someone to be trifled with.

Wendu turned his body to the side and slightly jumped up. Finding an opening, he kicked towards Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi retracted the sabre in his left hand to protect his chest. The sabre in his right hand changed its trajectory rapidly as it slashed towards Wendu's toes with a oblique sabre.

Not good! Wendu was shocked. He took a deep breath and suddenly raised his body up in the air.

"Bam!"

"Shua!"

Wendu kicked Miyamoto Musashi's hand, forcing him to take a few steps back. Lowering his head to look at his toes, he realized that the soles of his shoes had been cut open.

If Miyamoto Musashi's saber went even higher, it would definitely be able to heavily injure Wendu.

However, the speed of Miyamoto Musashi's sword was too fast. There was no time for him to change too much.

Although the two of them had only exchanged a few moves, if one wasn't careful in that exchange, it would result in a disaster. It seemed like just a few simple moves, but each one was fatal.

Seeing the red and swollen skin on his wrist, Miyamoto Musashi's face lost its previous calmness.

Wendu was the same, he was surprised when he saw two more lines on his sleeves.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly, their bodies moved at the same time.

"Shua!" "Swish!"

Wendu tilted his head to the side, dodging Miyamoto Musashi's two slashes, and quickly threw a punch towards Gong Ben's face.

Gong Ben's observation skills were not bad. Just as Wendu punched, he took a step back. After pulling away from Wendu, he swung the sword in his right hand at Wendu.

"This is bad!" Wendu stomped on the ground and his body spun a few times horizontally in the air.

"A good chance!" Miyamoto Musashi immediately turned left and kicked towards Wendu.

"Ugh!" Wendu grabbed Miyamoto Musashi's feet with his hands and threw him to the side.

Wendu was kicked, but he didn't want Miyamoto Musashi to take advantage of him. He held his breath and threw Miyamoto Musashi to the side with all his might.

"Plop!" The two of them fell to the ground at the same time.

After landing on the ground, the two of them did not idle around and instead used their feet to kick at each other.0

Looking at Abe Maru, who was covering his face while they were fighting, he was very shocked in his heart.

Chen Feifann and Paul, who were not far away, were the same. They opened their mouths wide in shock as they looked at the two people who were kicking each other on the ground.

Chen Feifann nudged Paul with his elbow. "Second Brother, are they still using the same method?"

"Ugh …" Paul shook his head, "I don't know. We don't know how experts fight."

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