I teach kendo in Tokyo

For those who are accustomed to playing competitions, when faced with such a direct sword attack, their first reaction is probably to twist their body and use an ineffective area of ​​the body to catch the attack and counterattack at the same time.

However, there are less competitions with horses and more actual battles of life and death. If the opponent suddenly comes to him, he will respond based on the instinct he has developed through many actual battles and directly retreat and hide.

The opponent immediately reset the knife and struck it down again.

"noodle!"

Kazuma blocked the sword, and the bamboo sword was almost knocked out of his hand.

It was obvious that the other party was just a bastard pioneer with no entries, and the knife was really heavy.

It was so heavy that both Kazuo and Ma suspected that the opponent's bamboo sword had been weighted.

But Kazuma had no time to call a timeout, because the opponent's hand reset again and continued to chop.

It is not difficult to reciprocate the arms, but to maintain this kind of explosive force and speed, the difficulty rises straight up.

It's like everyone knows how to masturbate, but very few people know how to masturbate in a super-light vacuum.

The vanguard of the Kyoto University Kendo Club launched five consecutive attacks on Kazuma. This kind of combo is actually very risky. If you are a little slower, you will be caught in the gap to counterattack, but the opponent is so fast that there is no chance to counterattack.

When he took the fifth sword, Kazuma could already feel that the opponent's strength had dropped significantly.

So he chose to push the bamboo sword forward, maintaining the cross-arm position to suppress the opponent, and not giving him a chance to draw the sword and adjust his posture.

The next step is to move forward quickly, pushing the opponent back and forcing him to reveal his flaws.

This kind of passive retreat is a test of basic skills. If you make a slight mistake and become unstable, you will be scored.

While doing this, Kazuma had a strong urge to free up one hand and grab the collar of the other side.

This is the result of too much actual combat.

If it were an actual fight, he would have used everything from grabbing his collar to lifting his vaginal legs.

But in the competition, you can only use bamboo swords to communicate with the opponent.

After all, his opponent's swordsmanship level was over 20, which is the strongest level among mortals. He Ma pushed forward a few steps and found that the opponent's pace was very steady, so he simply gave up the plan and retreated.

The two resumed their confrontation.

The other party spoke first: "During the first blow, I was worried that you would turn your head to dodge and then strike sideways, but you chose to retreat, and you blocked the next five swords. Sure enough, as the coach said, you are not used to it at all. In a competition, your knife is a killing knife made for actual combat.”

Kazuma replied: "A sword is a murder weapon, and swordsmanship is a technique for killing people."

At this time, when I say Kenshin’s lines, I feel very cool.

"Machine guns and cannons are the experts in killing people. Swordsmanship has become a competitive sport. The old antiques who live in sword and halberd movies should bow out of this arena."

After saying that, the other party took the lead in attacking.

This time, the opponent used an ordinary forward step. This move didn't even have a name, because it was too basic. It was to thrust the sword held in the middle forward while stepping forward.

Because the movements are few and simple, they come very quickly.

But precisely because his movements are few and precise, he is particularly vulnerable to counterattacks.

Kazuma slid to the side and aimed his sword at the opponent's gauntlet.

Unexpectedly, the opponent shouted loudly and took a big step forward. Kazuma's bamboo sword hit the opponent's arm.

This is the rule of effective fighting in kendo competitions. As long as the gauntlet is not hit, it is not a gain. In actual combat, the arm is gone, but this is not actual combat.

While charging forward, the opponent's bamboo sword hummed and swept towards Kazuma's armor.

He Ma retreated, and it felt like he should have avoided it, but the referee raised the flag.

Kazuma: "I feel like I didn't get hit!"

He did not feel being hit, nor did he hear the snap of the bamboo knife hitting his armor.

But at the same time, there was a loud cheer from the high school side, which may have caused the referee to mishear.

The referee ignored Kazuma's remarks and continued to raise the flag.

The other two referees looked at each other and raised their flags together.

This means that the three judges unanimously decided the score.

He Ma was speechless.

He planned to argue with the referee that he should have retreated in time and theoretically should not have been hit.

At this time, the opponent sneered from behind the mask: "Kiryu-kun, have you been living too comfortably recently? Your belly is bulging. Maybe you can't hit it this time based on your previous experience, but you have gained weight, Kiryu. Jun."

Kazuma was so frightened that he touched his belly and turned to look at the girls.

In his previous life, he was not fat, but he socialized a lot after work, and fell in love with Ge Youpara after get off work, so he gradually gained weight - this seemed to be a fate that no man could escape, just like baldness.

Tamamo shook her head, while Mikako spread her hands and said with her mouth: "I haven't seen it and I don't know. Just ask me and I'll tell you."

Kazuma looked away, and then realized that he had lost the chance to defend himself. The referee had already issued the order "Prepare for the second trial".

Returning to the starting line, Kazuma stared at his opponent through his mask.

We can no longer let our opponents take advantage of the rules to steal points. This game is a best-of-three game. If our opponent gets one more book, he will win.

The opponent stood still behind the starting line, his face clearly smiling behind the mask grid.

"The anxiety after your opponent takes a copy is also a common emotion in competitions. You haven't experienced it, Kiryu-kun."

Kazuma: "Mere anxiety is nothing compared to walking in front of the gate of hell."

After saying that, the referee just waved the flag to announce the start.

This time Kazuma attacked first.

The other party was so strong, so he didn't have to worry about it. Let's do a tooth protrusion first.

When this lightning sword went out, Kazuma had no doubt that it would hit the target.

After all, this is a move that even ordinary people find difficult to deal with.

But the moment before the hit, Kazuma raised his sword and stopped forcefully.

Because he saw the opponent let go of his left hand and tried to block the blow with his arm.

In the protective gear used for competition, the arm protection is actually relatively weak, with only a thick layer of cotton and no hard objects to cover it.

It's no problem to use the bamboo sword that was hit by a mistake in the first defense practice, but Kazuma's tooth protrusion is a practical swordsmanship that can knock people away.

If he hits the opponent's arm, he will definitely break his arm, and he will be disqualified from the competition.

The raised bamboo knife stabbed the opponent's head. Because the movement was out of shape, the speed slowed down a lot.

The opponent tilted his head and let the bamboo knife pass by the edge of his helmet.

At the same time, he swung his sword at Kazuma's armor——

Kazuma turned aside and blocked the side attack with his big arm.

At the same time, the bamboo knife in his hand was raised, and immediately fell down, hitting the opposite helmet squarely.

This time, the three referees raised the flag together, all holding the small blue flag behind Kazuma.

Kazuma: "Noodles!"

The other person raised his hands to admit being hit.

Before the referee issued the reset command, the opponent said to Kazuma: "Wonderful, you adapted quickly, Kiryu-kun."

Kazuma also glanced at the surname written on the other party's skirt and responded: "Saya-kun, do you know that your hand was broken when I hit you just now?"

"And you will lose the qualification to participate." The contestant named Hayatani smiled, "In our Kyoto University Kendo Club, there are many candidates. Even if you lose me, you can still compete in the Yulong Banner. Without you, Tokyo University will only have I can get out in the first round like before. No matter how you think about it, this deal is not a loss."

Kazuma glanced at the top of his head suspiciously.

Why does this guy have no entry in his soul?

A bold idea recurred in Kazuma's mind.

He suddenly grabbed Sogu's armor and pulled him towards him, the grids of his mask clashing together.

Separated by the iron grid between the two masks, Kazuma gritted his teeth and said, "Saya-kun, are you a monster?"

"Kiryu-kun," the man behind the grid laughed, "Although Kyoto is a place with many ancient temples and monster legends, you shouldn't daydream like this."

He Ma was speechless.

He glanced at Tamamo, who was still looking at him with a puzzled expression. It was obvious that she didn't notice the aura of the same kind.

But the person in front of me has no entries and has a strong personality. Using the elimination method, there is a high possibility that he is a monster or a half-demon.

At this time, the referee rushed over as if facing a formidable enemy: "Kiryu-kun! This is the arena, violence is prohibited!"

Um?

There seems to be something wrong with prohibiting violence in kendo competitions?

However, Kazuma did not complain about the referee's bad language. Instead, he let go of Sutani's player and nodded to the referee: "I'm sorry, Sutani was rude, I was a little emotional."

Referee: "If Mr. Sutani was rude, you can complain to the tournament committee and we will handle it as appropriate. Do you want to suspend the game?"

Kazuma shook his head: "No, please continue."

At this time, Kazuma saw Tamamo making a gesture in the audience, which was the gesture agreed before the game to "call for a drink of water during a timeout", so Kazuma changed his words: "I want to drink water."

Referee: "Okay. Now I'll give you three minutes to drink water and wipe away your sweat. You can't remove any equipment other than the mask."

After the referee said this, Tamamo ran over with water and towels.

Honami followed closely behind, and when the two came over, they took off Kazuma's mask. Then Honami wiped Kazuma's sweat and Tamamo gave him water.

When feeding water, Tamamo whispered: "What's going on?"

"I think he's... as strong as a monster." When he said this, Kazuma looked at Hayaya.

The manager of Kyoto University is a young lady who has the temperament of an ancient official family. She wears the "princess hair" that Honami once combed, and her scientific name is Jifa.

Honami has changed her hairstyle since she cut off the wine plate at the engagement party with a knife, and she has never worn this kind of "princess hair" again.

To be honest, Kazuma really wanted to have a girl like this by his side. Just looking at her reminded me of Lotus from a famous love game.

Su Gu took off his helmet, and his face under the helmet was full of sub-healthy elements. He looked like an Internet-addicted teenager who stayed up all night for a week.

He has a pair of very prominent, goldfish-like eyes. Kazuma stared at those eyes, always feeling familiar. After thinking for a long time, he remembered, aren't these the eyes of the classic character Gollum in "The Lord of the Rings"?

Kazuma looked into those eyes and always felt that he was going to take out a shiny ring at the next moment and say: "Baby, baby and we will never be separated, YESYES."

Tamamo also followed Kazuma's gaze, and then she said, "Isn't this just an ordinary person?"

Honami looked at Tamamo in confusion, then at Kazuma: "What are you talking about? Ordinary people?"

Kazuma turned to his opponent and nuzzled his lips.

Honami looked over: "Do you want me to find out that girl's name and family background?"

Just wait a minute!

Look at the players, look at the players! What do you think the manager is doing?

But I really want the name of the manager lady.

Tamamo: "We're talking about Hayatani."

"Ah, him, I think he should go to the hospital as soon as possible. He now looks like one of those addicts in anti-narcotics propaganda films."

Referee: "Time's up, both sides dress!"

Honami and Tamamo immediately cooperated in a tacit understanding and put a helmet on Kazuma.

"Come on." Honami also patted Kazuma on the shoulder, "You played very well just now, but you're just not used to competitive kendo. Don't be afraid."

Tamamo: "Yeah. Let's win the victory neatly."

Kazuma nodded and stood up.

Because there is only one manager on the opposite side, it is a step slower than Hema in dressing up.

Kazuma saw the smile on his lips for a moment before he put on the mask.

That smile was creepy.

Something is wrong.

After preparations were completed, the two arrived behind the starting line.

At this time, the opponent's voice floated from the opposite side.

"Are you wondering, Kiryu-kun? Are you wondering why a guy like me can fight back and forth with you, who masters the mind skills in one body, right?"

Kazuma frowned.

"What are you talking about? This is different from what you just said," he responded. "I agree with you. The idea of ​​one mind and one skill is all nonsense. It was created by those people to fool the public and waste money. .”

Just like the five lightning whips - Kazuma added in his mind.

The other party let out a hearty and healthy laugh: "Here it comes again. I did say that just now, but it was just to make you relax your vigilance. You and I are both true martial arts practitioners. We both know that the mental skills It is true that one body is a thing, and it is precisely because you have mastered the art of oneness innately that you, a rookie, can create so many legends."

Kazuma pursed his lips. It turned out that his legend was interpreted like this by some people.

"And a guy like me, who has been diligently practicing swordsmanship for sixteen years, has never been able to touch the edge of the unity of mind and skill. If I can comfort myself like other people and say that the unity of mind and skill does not exist at all, it is just a lie, then That's fine, but I have seen the fighting form of a strong man who has truly mastered the integration of mental skills."

Kazuma raised his eyebrows. Judging from the other party's tone, the person seen was probably not him, Kazuma Kiryu.

Could it be Ghost Court Xuanxin?

Sugu: "This is very painful, too painful. But it's different now."

Kazuma suddenly felt a change in the other person's temperament.

Then he saw a very blurry shadow appear above the other person's head.

Of course it wasn't an entry. After all, it didn't even have text, it was just a shadow. You couldn't even distinguish it from the background without paying attention.

Sugu shouted: "My body is like a bonfire among the reeds in the Zhumo River, scattered by the wind!"

Kazuma's eyebrows jumped.

Mitsunari Ishida?

As the fatal words came out, the shadow on his head became more obvious.

But it's still twisted and unformed.

——Wait a minute, is this similar to the thing on the head of the KGB super soldier?

The referee urged at this time: "Stop talking, you two, and start playing! Otherwise, I will punish you for being passive and violating the rules!"

After the words fell, the other party announced his home loudly:

"There is no flow or sect for those who love swords"

"Shinya Hayatani

"Come on!"

After saying that, he rushed towards Kazuma at lightning speed, without giving Kazuma a chance to announce his home status.