The Miyamoto family and the Tachibana family had not started fighting yet, but there was a conflict.
When the audience saw this scene, they started shouting wildly. The emotions of everyone's anticipation had reached its peak and were extremely boiling.
Originally there was a back-up match for the third or fourth place ahead of today, but because Kurokawa Shota was killed, this match was naturally cancelled.
When the time comes.
The old man from the Juggernaut Palace came on stage and announced the start of the finals.
Tachibana Haruko stood up, and on the other side Miyamoto Sakura also stood up, and both of them walked towards the ring.
At the same time, Long, as a mentor, also followed Tachibana Haruko to the stage.
Over there, Miyamoto Sakura was alone, not accompanied by anyone, and even Miyamoto Noo was just sitting in the audience.
"Go up, Qingzi, and remember the swordsmanship I taught you yesterday." Long said calmly.
"Yes, brother."
Haruko nodded and stepped onto the stage.
Sakura Miyamoto also came up.
The two walked to the middle of the ring and stood facing each other a few meters apart. Their eyes met. Miyamoto Sakura's slightly purple pupils flashed with a faint light. She chuckled and said: "I watched your bet with Kurokawa Shota yesterday.
It’s quite interesting. Since you want to take revenge on the Miyamoto family for your father, why don’t we also play a gambling game?”
Qingzi was stunned and said: "You also want to bet on the war? What are you betting on?"
"Whatever, or just bet on my uncle's head." Sakura Miyamoto smiled coquettishly.
"Sakura, what are you talking about?" Miyamoto Noo in the audience heard this and became furious.
"Giggle..." Sakura Miyamoto smiled and said, "You're just kidding, uncle, don't be so serious. You are still my uncle after all. Or you can just bet on the Miyamoto family's dojo in Tokyo."
Miyamoto Noo's face turned ugly: "Sakura, the dojo is not something you can just bet on."
Miyamoto Sakura's smile faded, she stared at Miyamoto Nofu and said coldly: "Uncle, do you think I will lose?"
Miyamoto Noo's eyes seemed to dodge for a moment, but he still said: "Sakura, stop fooling around, grandpa will not agree to this kind of thing."
"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, it's really boring."
Miyamoto Sakura said to Haruko: "Then I'll bet on myself, Tachibana Haruko, do you dare to bet? Whoever loses will be the slave of the other person."
Tachibana Haruko looked at Miyamoto Sakura's charming smile, and thought of the way her brother once stared at Miyamoto Sakura, and she felt a surge of anger: "What are you afraid of?"
"Wow!"
When the people around heard that today's final was going to be a betting battle again, they all roared.
"Betting war!"
"Betting war!"
The popularity that was already booming was now threatening to blow off the roof of the dojo. Noo Miyamoto sat down with an ugly expression on his face. He knew that no matter what he said now, Miyamoto Sakura would not listen to him.
But one thing is, he doesn't think Miyamoto Sakura will lose, that's impossible.
On the other side, Tachibana Yukimura stood up nervously.
In fact, he has little confidence in this battle, because Sakura Miyamoto's performance yesterday was too strong, almost as strong as a swordsman.
But now, with the arrow on the string, it was too late for him to stop it.
Following the referee's order.
Tachibana Haruko and Miyamoto Sakura drew their swords almost at the same time. Tachibana Haruko thrust her sword forward like an antelope hanging its horns. Miyamoto Sakura's eyes narrowed. The wooden swords drew a sword curtain. The wooden swords collided in the air. Tachibana Haruko immediately changed her moves.
Miyamoto Sakura also kept drawing swords.
Dang Dang Dang!
The swords of both sides are constantly colliding. It seems that Miyamoto Sakura's sword is much stronger than Tachibana Haruko's sword. The arena is almost full of Miyamoto Sakura's sword shadow. Tachibana Haruko's sword moves are obviously much less and slower.
Much more.
But everyone found strangely that Sakura Miyamoto was retreating.
Those swordsman masters couldn't help but marvel.
Miyamoto Sakura was actually at a disadvantage. Tachibana Haruko seemed not as strong as Miyamoto Sakura, but her swordsmanship had the flavor of returning to its original nature, with great skill but clumsiness.
No matter how fast Miyamoto Sakura's sword is, it's useless.
Because many of her attacks were ineffective, Tachibana Haruko's every sword strike was at the right spot. One sword could equal Miyamoto Sakura's ten swords.
Sakura Miyamoto obviously saw this too.
She has always been proud of her swordsmanship.
Now she is not as good as a girl who is one year younger than her.
Suddenly, the strength of her sword changed, and a faint light appeared on the wooden sword. She drew it out fiercely, wow!
The sword energy slashed out.
Miyamoto Sakura finally understood that her kendo skills were inferior to Tachibana Haruko's, so she activated her sword energy. Tachibana Haruko shouted loudly, and a faint green light appeared on the wooden sword, and she slashed down with the sword.
Click!
The sword energy was broken into pieces.
Miyamoto Sakura kept slashing out her sword energy, but Tachibana Haruko also showed no signs of weakness. She slashed out blue sword energy one after another, and the sword energy clashed in the ring. The fierceness was no less fierce than the one between Miyamoto Sakura and Kamizumi Kenshin yesterday.
war.
"What a powerful sword spirit."
"This, this is impossible."
Many swordsman-level experts couldn't help but lose their voices.
Skills may be due to natural talent, but sword energy is acquired through actual practice. Miyamoto Sakura was trained by the Sword Master Palace and has strong sword energy. It can also explain how Tachibana Haruko, a commoner, can develop such a strong sword energy.
Sword energy.
He was actually able to have a sword fight with Miyamoto Sakura.
Everyone even saw that the cyan sword energy was stronger than Miyamoto Sakura's lavender sword energy.
After cutting off Miyamoto Sakura's sword energy, she still had some strength left.
The dragon under the ring was extremely calm. He had watched Miyamoto Sakura's match, so after winning the Kurokawa Dojo last night, he refined the old medicine in the Kurokawa Dojo's inventory into a Qi-Building Pill and helped Haruko strengthen her sword.
gas.
After all, the Kurokawa Dojo is a great place where swordsmen sit, and there are still some century-old medicines.
Haruko's sword energy was opened up by him with his true energy, so naturally he would not lose to Miyamoto Sakura.
Stab!
After cutting away Miyamoto Sakura's sword energy, a green sword energy passed through Miyamoto Sakura's arm. Miyamoto Sakura's sleeve was cut open, and a blood mark appeared on her arm.
The sword attack was extremely dangerous, and Miyamoto Sakura lost her fortune due to one mistake.
When the audience saw it, they all stood up and exclaimed.
Before the game, everyone was optimistic about Miyamoto Sakura. After all, Miyamoto Sakura performed very well and even defeated Kamiizumi Kenshin with ease. Tachibana Haruko was ultimately weaker than her.
Unexpectedly, Sakura Miyamoto was injured first in the finals.
Miyamoto Sakura took a few steps back, stood on the edge of the ring, glanced at her arms, and curled up her lips: "Tachibana Haruko, you really surprised me. Next, I have to be serious."
A powerful sword power suddenly arose from Miyamoto Sakura's body, her eyes flashed with light, and she slashed out with her sword.
It's like a full moon whirling out.
"Mysterious meaning - Moon Shadow!"
Miyamoto Sakura finally used the secret sword move.
Haruko's eyes shrank, watching the moon shadow whirling towards her. The terrifying sword energy had filled her field of vision, making it difficult for her to breathe. The sword move her brother taught her last night came to her mind. She flicked her wrist and stabbed with the sword.
out.
The tip of the sword vibrated at high frequency and struck the full moon.
