Chapter 503: Please remember, its name is Chunjun

For this arrogant service department, Han Bing can be said to be itchy with hatred, so this mace was naturally smashed.
Although as a daughter, Han Bing is also a strong woman who has experienced countless actual battles, from the blood and scars, so she wields a great force, with a buzzing voice. , Even the opposite Hattori couldn't help being stunned, obviously knowing that he had misread Han Bing at first.
The strength of this woman is not inferior to the members of their Sword Master League!
Because this competition is mainly to judge the quality of weapons, Hattori saw the fierceness of the weapon, and could not deliberately avoid it. He gritted his teeth, braced his feet, exerted force on his legs, and clenched the Japanese sword in his hands tightly with both hands. The mace he waved towards Han Bing greeted him.
"Ding!"
There was a crisp sound, the two collided weapons sparks splashed in all directions, and the two shaking arms numb, and they all took a step back.
Han Bing didn't stop at the slightest, and once again grabbed the long mace in his hand and rushed up. Hattori shouted, and the Japanese sword in his hand was raised to greet him. Suddenly, the sound of metal collision "ding bell" was endless.
Although it was mainly a trial between weapons, Han Bing was clenching his teeth, using all his strength in every move, and his moves were fierce and fierce, and he could not wait to ram this server into mash.
Hattori also saw Han Bing's intention, his eyes were cold, and he couldn't help adding a little more force, the collision between the two weapons became louder and louder, and sparks splashed everywhere.
"This little girl is good!"
Xiang Nantian looked at Han Bing and nodded with a smile on his face, "Women don't let the shackles!"
Because when Xiang Nantian was injured and left the Military Intelligence Department, Han Bing was only a teenager and had not yet joined the army, so Xiang Nantian naturally did not recognize her.
Lin Yu smiled and said, "Lao Xiang, I am not afraid of your jokes. Her name is Han Bing, my immediate superior..."
"Your immediate boss?!"
Xiang Nantian was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly and nodded again and again, "Okay, very good, no wonder!"
At this time, Xiang Nantian saw the magic weapon confronting the Japanese sword, and he didn't lose the wind, his heart suddenly became bright and his emotions were high.
At the very least, China has a magic weapon to take out, and it will not lose to this group of Japanese people.
"It's been playing for so long, why haven't there been any winners or losers!"
Bu Cheng was expressionless, but there was a hint of anxiety in his tone.
"Although Han Bing is strong, she will not use a weapon like mae..."
Lin Yu frowned and said, in fact, it is not just Han Bing. As a kind of unpopular weapon in the current society, the number of people who can use the mace is definitely very few.
If Han Bing knew how to use it, he would be able to break the Japanese sword in Hattori's hand before three moves.
At this time, Han Bing and Hattori had been fighting for more than a dozen rounds, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on the foreheads of the two, and the hands holding the weapons were also slightly red, and it was obvious that they were full of blood.
But Han Bing stepped forward without any hesitation, and attacked the Hattori again.
As soon as Hattori gritted his teeth, the Japanese sword in his hand once again caught Han Bing's sword from the bottom up. At this sudden pause, his eyes suddenly brightened, his face was happy, and his arms immediately slammed into the sword. The mace opened, and then he twisted his body abruptly, and the Japanese sword in his hand suddenly fell down, mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, and took Han Bing's left shoulder.
Han Bing's complexion changed, and he subconsciously held up his mace to block.
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, Han Bing's right hand trembled.
But Hattori didn't stop in the slightest. He turned abruptly, slashed again, and slashed at Han Bing's left shoulder at the same angle.
Han Bing couldn't help but set his mace again to stop it, and there was another sharp metal crash.
"broken!"
Lin Yu's expression changed abruptly when he saw this scene, because he found that Hattori's attacks were deliberate. He only chopped Han Bing's left shoulder every time, forcing Han Bing to use his magic weapon to block, but because Han Bing was right handed Take the mace, so every time you block, the part used is the smallest and weak upper part of the Shenwu mace, and because the blade of the Japanese sword is extremely thin, the cutting force is extremely large, but the force area of ​​the body is extremely small. So if this goes on, it won't take a few knives to use this magical skill.
This is like it is difficult for you to smash an egg with your hands, but you can easily smash an egg with your fingertips.
Although he saw Hattori’s intentions, Lin Yu reminded Han Bing that there was no time between the electric light and flint, so after Hattori cut twice again, there was a "choking" sound, and the top of the magic weapon in Han Bing's hand Suddenly it was cut off abruptly, hit the ground with a "ding", and the bullet rolled out.
All the officers in the Military Intelligence Department of the entire venue were in an uproar, and it was clear that the scene before them was beyond their expectations.
But on the other hand, the group of kendo masters in the Japanese Self-Defense Force uniforms over there were excited, and immediately burst into warm applause.
Han Bing's face was pale, his arms trembled slightly, staring at the broken divine weapon on the ground in a daze, as if he couldn't accept it for a while.
"Haha, what general marshal, what magic weapon, your Chinese weapon is as soft as your Chinese woman!"
Hattori laughed loudly at this time. The hands that shook him just now by the woman's endless moves had already begun to tremble. At this time, he finally raised his eyebrows, so he was not consciously speaking arrogantly.
The officers of the Military Intelligence Department were irritated when they heard this, but for a moment they were helpless, and they didn't know what to say to fight back. After all, their martial arts were indeed lost to Hattori's Japanese sword.
"Hattori, don't be rude!"
Tokugawa Naganobu immediately pretended to be furious, and yelled Hattori.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Master, I was rude just now!"
Hattori lowered his head, narrowed his smile, and said in a deep voice.
"Oh, Director Hu, I'm so sorry!"
Tokugawa Nagasaki quickly turned his head and looked at Hu Haifan with a gloomy face, and said with a smile, "I have reminded you in advance. I have already said that it is a shame that such a good weapon has been scrapped!"
Knowing that Tokugawa Changxin was deliberately angry with him, he waved his hand directly at him, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay, Mr. Tokugawa, we have a lot of great weapons in China, and it’s not a big deal!"
He said that, but his heart was dripping blood. This magical mace can be said to be the most valuable weapon in the collection library of the Military Intelligence Department.
Hu Haifan glanced at the Japanese sword in the hands of the service department, and saw that many blades had already been rolled up on the knife body, his expression was slow, and he said coldly: "Mr. Tokugawa, your Japanese swords don't seem to take any advantage, right? Once, there is no way to determine who wins and who loses, right?"
Mr. Tokugawa laughed, and said, "Director Hu, you are the host. Since you have said so, then as you said, this time it is a matchless victory, but it is troublesome that Chief Hu will once again invite a magic soldier. Sharp weapon, let us be convinced of the loss!"
"Mr. Tokugawa, as the saying goes, I see today's weapon test, let's stop here!" Hu Haifan said calmly and lightly.
"Director Hu, the big guy is in high spirits, how can it be done regardless of the outcome?!"
Tokugawa Nagasaki smiled and said, "Could it be that your military intelligence department has nothing but this magic weapon that can fight against our precious sword made of scraps?!"
As he said, he frowned, pretending to be puzzled, and continued: "But didn't you just say that you have a lot of resources in China, and your magic weapons are precious? Could it be that people of the level like Chief Hu will also brag about it? !"
The ridicule in his tone of voice was very obvious when he spoke, because he had already guessed that this magic weapon is already the best weapon of the Military Intelligence Department, so what he said was like slapped Hu Haifan naked. , Trampling on the military affairs department and even the dignity of the entire China with your feet!
And he really enjoyed the fire in the eyes of Hu Haifan and the military officers, but they were helpless!
One of his goals in coming to the Military Intelligence Department this time has been achieved, and even he hasn’t revealed their Sword Master League’s truly proud first sword in the East. The Huaxia people have already been defeated and there is no fight. .
Hu Haifan and all the officers in the Military Intelligence Department had pain in their internal organs, but they had nothing to do and could only stand the insult.
"Lao Fan, go, take someone to find out all the weapons in the collection library!" Hu Haifan said coldly, "We'll talk about their Oriental swords one by one!"
At this point, Hu Haifan naturally couldn't admit that his country's weapons were not good enough, so he could only bite the bullet and take out all the weapons in his collection and give it a go.
Lin Yu saw Hu Haifan's look, and knew that the MI Department was indeed exhausted at this time, and there was nothing to do. It seemed that the magic weapon was already the best collection in the MI Department's arsenal.
In fact, this sacred weapon is indeed an extremely rare weapon, but the rumored Oriental sword is already the best sword in the territory of the country, and the knife made of its scraps is definitely second only to the country in the country. The existence of a sword, so use one of the best swords in the East to fight the of war martial arts, this martial arts is forgiven for losing. After all, looking at the magic weapon of China as a whole, this martial arts is really not ranked, just It is the top ten famous sword, which is beyond the reach of this magic weapon.
And the pure Jun sword held by Lin Yu was only ranked ninth among the top ten famous swords!
At this time, Xiang Lao and Bu Cheng saw that Dechuan and other Japanese people were so arrogant, their faces were blue and their teeth were clenched, especially Xiang Lao, his generation of soldiers defended the dignity of China for a lifetime. Rong’s others trampled and said coldly:
Bu Cheng, take my dagger and go fight with them!

Anyway, the two Japanese knives made of leftover materials had already been destroyed. He took out this dagger again and hit another Japanese knives. It would also burn the jade and stone, but it could also save China a little face.
It's just that if the Japanese man took out the first Eastern sword, he would be helpless.
"Yes!"
Bu Cheng's face became cold, and he immediately agreed, took the dagger, and made a gesture to get up and go out.
But as soon as he stood up, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and he sat back down.
Bu Cheng frowned, just about to have an attack, turned his head and found that it was Lin Yu, and couldn't help but wonder: "Sir, you..."
"Brother Bu, take this dagger well to Xiang Lao, let me go!" Lin Yu said with a smile at him.
Bu Cheng's expression changed, knowing that Lin Yu was going to fight with his own sword, he said anxiously: "Sir, you have seen the power of their Japanese sword just now. Although one is broken, it is still There is one. If your sword insists on hitting them, I'm afraid it will..."
"Brother Bu, I have never told you the origin of my sword. I will tell you now, please remember it."
Lin Yu interrupted him with a smile, and said lightly: "Its name is Chunjun!"