Listening to Kitahara Shuji's confident laughter, Fukuzawa Fuyumi suddenly realized - you can't be afraid, fear is the real loser!
But when she looked at Kitahara Shuji's charging figure, she felt that the opponent's momentum was extremely high and almost invincible. It was as if her defeat was already determined and could not be avoided after all!
But she is not willing to give in and definitely does not want to lose!
She suddenly roared loudly, like an angry little tiger that had been shot in the butt by an arrow. She tried her best to temporarily dispel the haze in her heart. She faced Kitahara Hideji's slash with a knife, slashing with a slash. Kitahara Hideji flexibly surrounded her.
They jumped up, one after another, and attacked her with fast but not aggressive attacks. The target of the attack was the bamboo sword in her hand.
Fukuzawa Fuyumi was deflected by Kitahara Hideji every time she slashed. She was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood. However, Kitahara Hideji changed his footwork from keeping his feet on the ground to various jumps. After jumping forward and slashing, he was beaten again by slashing.
The reaction force when blocking makes you jump back, which is extremely flexible.
Fukuzawa Fuyumi made a horizontal slash with her sword and was knocked aside by Kitahara Hideji. However, Kitahara Hideji was using one hand this time and could not control the bamboo sword. Fukuzawa Fuyumi was so happy that she tried her best to turn the hilt and try to change the direction of the bamboo sword.
She slashed at Kitahara Hideji, but saw that Kitahara Hideji took advantage of the opportunity of both sides being exposed, and suddenly got close to her, and punched her in the face, causing her to stagger back a few steps.
Fuyumi Fukuzawa had not recovered from the shock after being punched, but Kitahara Shuji's slash came again. She could only try her best to deflect the slash to one side, and took the opportunity to rush behind Kitahara Shuji, but unexpectedly
Kitahara Shuji jumped up diagonally and kicked her on the butt, knocking her to the ground immediately.
Fuyumi Fukuzawa waved her bamboo sword randomly to prevent Hideji Kitahara from pursuing him, and managed to get up. However, her heart became even more confused and her breathing became rapid. She gasped for air and could only look at Hideji Kitahara angrily and helplessly, with doubts in her heart: Yes
Kurama-ryu? No, Taisha-ryu?
Kurama-ryu is a weird school. What they pursue is not to kill the enemy immediately but to cut the enemy's weapon first, break the enemy's weapon and then attack the person. This school was developed due to duel swordsmanship and was once deeply hated. (Swordsman)
Very expensive)
Taisha-ryu is even more weird. I would say it is a swordsmanship school, but it jumps around like a monkey and punches and kicks at every turn. It has more taijutsu skills than swordsmanship. It is a taijutsu style.
He also holds a sword and beats the enemy until he is stunned. In the end, he must kill the enemy with a sword.
Fukuzawa Fuyumi couldn't understand and shouted angrily: "What the hell are you!?"
The spectators outside the court were also confused. It doesn't look like a practice match now. Why are they kicking and punching? These two are not fighting, right? Where are the club partners they agreed to show off? Where do they agree to show off the charm of kendo?
The temporary referee of Team AC wanted to stop the "practice match" from continuing, but Yuma Uchida saw that Hidetsu Kitahara was so brave and had the absolute upper hand. He was beaming with joy and refused to stop the game - he tried his best to stop the two people.
, creating an opportunity for Kitahara Hideji to beat up Fuyumi Fukuzawa.
If he hadn't been guarding the faces of more than 80 classmates, he might have bent down and picked up the bamboo sword and rushed forward to help Kitahara Shuji beat up the drowned dog - his integrity value has always been negative, and he has no psychological burden for being an accomplice.
Kitahara Shuji ignored Fukuzawa Fuyumi's words, jumped forward and struck him on the head, full of murderous intent.
Fukuzawa Fuyumi didn't dare to draw her sword for a moment. She missed the opportunity and could only choose to hold the bamboo sword with both hands and raise it above her head to form a "torii" - the posture is like the "open" shaped torii in front of a shrine.
, hence the name - to deal with the slashes coming from above, which should be followed by horizontal slashes - in ancient swordsmanship, offense is for offense, defense is for offense, but her offensive spirit has been completely worn away by successive failures.
He fell, and his body became a little stiff and out of control. He actually maintained the posture of the torii structure and took a step back, unable to execute a horizontal slash.
Kitahara Shuji had no sympathy for her, and he didn't care what other girls thought of him. He just slashed like a storm, each time heavier and faster, and finally Fukuzawa Fuyumi's bamboo sword was pressed against her.
The top of his head went up.
Fuyumi Fukuzawa had no choice. She was short and short-armed. Once she lost her aggressive spirit and did not dare to approach the enemy, she would be beaten to death. But she had a bottom line in her heart, which was that she would never admit defeat.
Even after being beaten so badly, he gritted his teeth and persisted, his eyes were red.
Kitahara Hideji's severe blow came once again. Her arms were already sore and numb, and the torii structure could no longer be maintained. The bamboo sword in her hand was smashed into her face, but Kitahara Hideji was unforgiving and his eyes shrank.
, shouted loudly for the first time: "Death!"
The bamboo sword in his hand retracted and then suddenly thrust out, stabbing Fukuzawa Fuyumi hard on the faceplate. The force was so strong that Fukuzawa Fuyumi rolled out, and finally fell face down on the floor.
Lost...
Fuyumi Fukuzawa lay there motionless, her little hands clenched into fists so hard that her palms hurt. She tried her best to hold back the tears, but she still burst into tears. She didn't even dare to look up and look at Hideji Kitahara's triumphant look... He must be very proud, winning again.
Oh! That pretty boy, that bastard, actually let him win again!
She was in agony when she suddenly felt a weight on her back. She looked up in surprise and saw Kitahara Hideji stretching out one foot to step on her back and slowly raising the bamboo sword. She couldn't help but say in horror: "You, you, you"
……What do you want to do?"
Kitahara Shuji stepped on her lower back, like stepping on a little tortoise, to prevent her from being able to stand up and fight back. He smiled and said: "I won the duel, of course I have to do a last hit... What, do you have any objections?"
Fukuzawa Fuyumi burst into tears, not because she was afraid, but because she was unwilling to do so. She shouted angrily: "How dare you! You wait...you wait...I can't spare you!"
Kitahara Shuji looked at Fukuzawa Fuyumi who could not move through the gap in his mask, and chuckled: "Fukuzawa-kun, I have always believed in the principle of being kind to others, but I am not temperless - I will not offend anyone unless they offend me.
If you offend me, I will offend you and pay back double! Before you cause trouble to others in the future, think carefully about whether you will end up in this situation. No one in this world will be afraid of anyone, and it is not your home outside, let alone no one.
I will spoil you, this is my advice to you! This sword also teaches you a lesson, remember to walk around me when you see me in the future, if you dare to provoke me again, it will not be so easy next time!"
After he finished speaking, his expression turned cold, and he swung down the bamboo sword in his hand like lightning, hitting Fukuzawa Fuyumi hard on the head, thus removing her "head" and completing the last step of the duel.
Fuyumi Fukuzawa's vision went dark, and she was stunned. The whole place was silent, and many girls even held their hands on their chests with a look of fear - Kitahara Shuji's posture just now was full of killing intent, as if he was actually holding a sharp blade.
It’s like cutting off Fuyumi Fukuzawa’s head.
Yuma Uchida was the first to react, holding the red flag high and waving it over his head, shouting: "Red side Kitahara wins!" Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him, and almost everyone could not recover.
Kitahara Hideji bowed to the onlookers as an apology and a salute. However, most of the onlookers were forced by his momentum and stood up to return the salute. After returning the salute, they all reacted with a bit of ridicule.
After a while, the discussion started, and the crowd began to use their imagination to speculate on what kind of grievances and hatreds there were between Fukuzawa Fuyumi and Kitahara Shuji, and what kind of love-hate relationship there was. Maybe there would be eighteen people the next day.
In this version, five illegitimate children can appear, but obviously they don't dare to make too loud a noise. Kitahara Hideji who seems to be slowly walking off the stage is a bit intimidating.
Shikishima Ritsu rushed up to him and helped Kitahara Hideji take off his protective gear, with a strange look on his face: "Kitahara-kun, you are so good at it?"
Kitahara Shuci glanced at him and knew what he was thinking. He probably thought that he had concealed his past practice of swordsmanship. However, it was difficult to explain. He could only say sincerely: "Alu, whether you believe it or not, I really
I just practiced for less than three weeks..." He then expressed his gratitude to Ritsu Shikishima, "Thanks to the books and equipment Alu lent me, I can win this time only because of Alu. I'm very grateful.
grateful!"
Listening to his sincere words, the expression on Shikishima Ritsu's face became a little relieved, and he blushed and whispered: "There is no need to thank you, Kitahara-kun won by relying on his own strength. I deserve it, I don't dare to take it, I don't take it...
Maybe I’m overthinking, sorry, Kitahara-kun. I’ve always believed that there are geniuses in this world, and I think Kitahara-kun must be that kind of talented person!”
Kitahara Shuji shook his head and said that what he said was wrong. In fact, he just took advantage of the skills. Otherwise, he would have to practice hard to defeat Fuyumi Fukuzawa. There was no correct posture engraved in the mind by the skills, and no skills to assist in adjusting the postures.
, maybe he has become disabled due to training.
But he doesn't feel ashamed. He doesn't have to be a fool. This is his advantage! Do those who are born with good brains have to pretend to be stupid in order to be called fair? He was so unhappy in his previous life, and others could study peacefully.
, what should I do if he is so hungry that he drinks tap water to satisfy his hunger in the middle of the night and still has a headache for his tuition? It is unfair to have a small innate advantage in this life? How come no one asked others to be fair in the previous life? You can't have double standards in life!
It's just that it should not be praised, but it should be used - he is a standard pragmatist.
Ritsu Shikishima just thought he was being humble, and looked at him with gentler eyes. At the same time, he changed the topic: "By the way, Kitahara-kun, is it a bit too much to treat Fukuzawa-san like this..."
Kitahara Shuji saw this problem very clearly and said with a smile: "She provoked first, and it was a fair duel. I don't think there is anything wrong with it... She is deliberately looking for trouble. If I lose, do you think she will give me a step forward?"
Come down?"
With that little carrot-head's temperament, even if he wins, he will definitely have to step on his feet a few times to be happy!
"Yes!" Ritsu Shikishima nodded obediently and turned to look at Fuyumi Fukuzawa - his heart was softer, and he was a little worried that Fuyumi Fukuzawa wouldn't be able to bear the blow. At first glance, he didn't see any trace of Fuyumi Fukuzawa.
.At this time, an unwilling and angry shout came from the door of the sword dojo: "Kitahara Shuji, you bastard, wait for me, now you are my lifelong enemy! I will never forgive you! You lousy bastard
! Just wait for me! Just wait for me..."
Fuyumi Fukuzawa's hair was a little messy, her little palm-sized face was stained with tears, she waved her mask angrily, her eyes were red and she yelled unwillingly a few times, then she turned around and rushed out the door while wiping her tears - she
I no longer have the shame to stay here.
The kendo teacher who just came back was almost knocked over by her, touched his head, looked at Fukuzawa Fuyumi who ran away with bare feet, and asked strangely: "What happened? Isn't there a practice match?"
All the students in the three ABC classes were silent. How could we compete? One of them had his "head" chopped off. How could we compete?