"Lost."

After Ninomiya lost, she neatly put away her black bamboo sword, raised her eyes to look at Futaba Makoto, who was smiling at her in the distance, and stretched her aching wrist.

Sure enough, the gap with Futaba Makoto is getting wider and wider.

It's not just the physical differences between men and women. After receiving special training from her grandmother, Futaba Makoto has reached a new level. It is also a world that is beyond her reach but she is trying hard to catch up.

Not reconciled.

Ninomiya knows very well that this is entirely a talent gap. She only has swords in her eyes. In order to not disgrace the name of the Ninomiya family, she has put in thousands of times of effort to grow and train, but she is still very weak.

Simply defeated.

But she actually understands very well that when comparing 99% sweat and 1% talent, talent is undoubtedly superior.

What you learned through hard work may be something someone else can do overnight.

This is talent.

There is no use being unwilling.

If it weren't for the fact that Futaba Makoto is his biological brother, their children would definitely be very strong, right?

But since I am a test-tube baby, it doesn’t really count...

Unknowingly, Ninomiya seemed to have thought of somewhere else, and even stood there motionless.

"Hey Ninomiya, what are you doing?" Futaba Makoto stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ninomiya Ye. When he saw that she was distracted, he lightly hit her on the head with a bamboo sword.

"pain."

Ninomiya immediately squatted on the ground holding her head, and even let out a very cute cry.

"Huh?" Ninomiya, who reacted immediately, looked at the strange looks from the surrounding members, then stood up and coughed, "Okay, the competition is over."

She looked more like she was feeling guilty as she raised her voice: "Who wants to compete with Futaba-san?"

Give it a try?

The members who watched the competition just now looked at each other. Of course, they knew very well that they could not be their opponents, but if they could compete with a strong person, they would definitely gain something.

"I."

Someone suddenly raised his hand, and Ninomiya looked at it. It was a tall and muscular boy, who even looked a bit like Ninomiya's father.

"Xiong Shandu, please give me some advice!"

A powerful voice sounded, and the boy stood in front of Futaba Cheng.

"Xiong Shan is one of the aces of our kendo club. Not only is he very strong, but his body is also very flexible and not clumsy at all." Ninomiya crossed his arms at this time, and then said to Futaba Makoto, "That's it.

.”

"Understood." Futaba Cheng smiled.

Unlike Ninomiya's own competition, Futaba Makoto is going to wear protective gear in order to respect the opponent.

"Wait a minute, Futaba-san." Xiongshan stopped Futaba Cheng, and then said, "I also want to compete without wearing protective gear."

Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment, then said: "If you don't wear protective gear, I'm afraid of hurting you. Although it is a bamboo sword, if it really hits the throat or something like that, it will still be fatal."

Xiong Shan patted his chest and made a banging sound: "I want to try to see if I can go faster without the weight-bearing protective gear. I'll ask you."

Hearing this, Futaba Cheng had no choice but to look at Ninomiya Ye, who also nodded lightly towards him: "It's okay, it's not a fight to the death, just be more measured in your actions."

Too.

Futaba Cheng said nothing more.

"drink!"

After the competition started, Xiongshan shouted and split his bamboo sword. Just as Ninomiya said, Xiongshan's attack was not only fierce and fast, but also full of aura!

What an offense!

Futaba Makoto raised his knife to move away, and then pulled away.

Without succeeding in his attack, Xiongshan launched an even more violent attack, accompanied by the crisp sound of the bamboo sword, forcing Futaba Makoto to step back continuously.

"What a powerful guy, he actually suppressed Cheng."

Seeing this scene, Takahashi couldn't help but say.

"No." Beside her, Nana Zai shook her head.

"Do you understand?" Tetsuya Takahashi asked a little surprised.

Nana nodded her chin in the morning, and then explained: "Although I can't understand this, I found that the man's strength was removed by Acheng in the direction. Didn't you notice that Acheng even used the smallest

You can use your body width to save effort, and you don’t have to worry about the other party hitting your effective parts.”

"Is this consuming the opponent's physical strength?"

"To be precise, I'm looking for weaknesses in the other party." At this moment, Ninomiya said standing next to Nana and the others in the morning.

Others showed curious expressions: "Flaw?"

"Xiong Shan is very strong, but his personality is too impatient."

Ninomiya nodded slightly, "If he fails to succeed in any of his proud moves, he will start to become impetuous, and at that moment -"

"The game is over."

…

"noodle!"

The bamboo sword in Futaba Cheng's hand hit Xiongshan's face at this moment, and with just the right amount of force, the opponent let go of his hand.

Xiong Shan looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, but the burning pain on his forehead told him that it was true.

It was clear that he had the advantage just now, but he was defeated in an instant, and he couldn't even keep up with the speed of the opponent's sword.

"You are really strong, I am convinced." Xiong Shan is also a cheerful guy, and there is even a look of admiration in his eyes at this time.

"Are you okay?" Futaba Cheng asked after seeing the red mark on the other person's forehead.

"Small problem." Xiong Shan patted it.

Interesting guy.

Futaba Makoto smiled.

"Who's next?" Futaba Makoto looked around and asked, and soon some members came on stage eager to try.

But there is no doubt that they were all easily defeated by Futaba Makoto, and everyone even discovered that this guy didn't use his full strength at all.

No wonder the minister agreed to let Futaba Makoto not come to train, he is really as powerful as a monster.

However, Sasaki and the other newcomers did not compete with Futaba Makoto. Instead, they looked very seriously and were even thinking about something.

…

The club activity time is over, Futaba Makoto and the others plan to go home.

"You will still be tired after a wheel battle." Futaba Makoto shook his arm and said as he and Nana Asama were walking home.

"After all, Acheng seems to be very popular with them all of a sudden." Nana said with a smile in the morning.

The 'Pikachu' on the side is also holding a sign——

【?w?｀) This is tiring. What should I do if there is a longer wheel battle in the future? 】

"There will be no wheel battles in the future, today is an exception." Futaba Cheng said helplessly, after all, today is to show strength.

‘Pikachu’’s paw turned the page:

【(??????)There will be wheel battles every night from now on.】

"How could it happen at night..."

Futaba Cheng suddenly seemed to understand something, and then remained silent for a few seconds.

"Are you talking about the same thing as me..."

"Skin."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!