Beginning
Aoki Mori Nozomi had been known as one of the Three Swordsmen of Osaka in his youth, and the reputation had been well deserved.
Though he was old now, his true kung fu hadn't diminished much. In fact, he was still as sharp as ever.
Older martial artists might not have the stamina of the younger generation, but they could often easily suppress young people. That was largely because of their wealth of combat experience and their Stamina Distribution Skills.
If good stamina alone were enough to make someone invincible, marathon runners would be playing in the World Cup.
The outcome of a martial arts match was often decided within two or three moves. Fighting for three hundred rounds was something confined to novels. No one would probably want to watch it even if it were adapted into a TV drama, because it would go on too long...
Duels between generals on ancient battlefields usually lasted ten exchanges at most. Fights that went on for thirty or forty exchanges were extremely rare.
Fists feared the young and strong, while staffs feared the old wolf. Even the saying that a flurry of punches could kill a master depended on the circumstances. And when it came to weapons, the young had even less of an advantage.
The Qing Tian Family's life-and-death battle against the Tojo and Naito families had banned firearms, but not Cold Weapons.
The sparring matches between the Aoki Family Head and the mercenaries didn't take long. They mostly stopped as soon as one side had made their point.
Though the matches didn't reach the point of truly fighting for their lives, they still gave everyone a clear sense of each other's abilities.
If they had actually been fighting for their lives, there wouldn't have been much difference unless