Regarding the members of the committee, whether they were concerned or worried, or curious to watch the excitement, people from the Cultural Festival Committee rushed to the Kendo Club. However, what made them speechless was that they found that many people from other clubs were still staying in the club building.

Come running in a hurry.

He was also saying things like "Let's fight" and "We won't be able to see him if we get there later." The scene seemed extremely cheerful.

At 5:35 in the evening, Yuefeng High School, which should have been deserted, became lively instead.

Nakajima began to feel that bringing this matter to the general meeting would cause trouble to the committee, and he complained in the organ's ears, but the organ didn't listen at all.

Yuefeng High School was in a commotion because of this matter, but this matter had to start ten minutes ago.

After leaving the conference room, Kashiwahara walked straight towards the Kendo club. This kind of sports club occupies a very large area. It is in the gymnasium, unlike other clubs that are nestled in the club building.

Pushing open the door of the kendo club, the spacious venue of hundreds of square meters looked very grand. Perhaps because it was getting late at this time, there was no member of the kendo club waiting at the door. Kashiwahara politely took off his shoes and walked around with his socks on.

Got in.

The dojo was filled with the stench of men's sweat and an inexplicable sourness. Kashiwahara didn't care, and stepped forward confidently. At a glance, he saw Ryoma Narumi, wearing kendo uniform and holding a bamboo sword, sweating profusely.

Some members of the kendo club glanced at Kashiwahara, thinking that the boy was here to see his classmates, and said nothing.

"ha!"

Narumi Ryoma raised his bamboo sword high and slashed it down with one sword after another. He practiced the most basic sozhen. His eyes were determined, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He felt someone walking next to him, thinking it was a member of the club watching, but he didn't.

Turned.

Kashiwahara sat leisurely on the ground and looked at Narumi Ryoma's training. After a while, he nodded slightly. Although from the perspective of Kobu-ryu swordsmanship, these were no different from embroidered tricks, but from the perspective of competitive kendo sports, the basic skills were still pretty good.

Solid, after all, there is a specialization in the art, and he began to believe that Narumi Ryoma's attribute evaluation was "a person with kendo talents."

But this unruly third-year senior seems to have a lot of thorns on his body. If you come into contact with him rashly, you may get pricked all over.

Kashiwahara Kiyaki is not the kind of person who makes trouble without reason. He is a kind and honest young man who respects his teachers, loves his classmates, is active and enthusiastic, and is afraid of killing ants even if he sweeps the floor.

Be able to reason and convince people.

"Hey, you idiot, you came here because you were too lazy to practice this nonsense. Don't laugh so hard."

The sound of being beaten made Narumi Ryoma stunned. He stopped the bamboo sword in his hand in astonishment and looked to the side gloomily.

Sure enough, it was the second-year junior who deserved a beating yesterday, sitting cross-legged on the ground in a casual manner with a smile on his face, a look of ridicule on his face.

"You have the guts to say it again!"

The martial arts practitioner is not a bad-tempered person, but he is definitely not the kind of peaceful person who can laugh even when being scolded. He immediately dropped his bamboo sword angrily, grabbed Kashiwahara's collar, and gritted his teeth: "Don't think there is a committee of student unions.

Support me and I won't beat you, you really deserve it."

Even though Kashiwahara was grabbed by the collar, he still smiled and remained calm. Soon, the movement here attracted the attention of the members of the Kendo club. They put down their training in surprise and gathered around. For a while, they couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Narumi, what happened?" The tall kendo master came over with an unhappy look on his face. His tight muscles looked particularly burly.

After hearing the explanation, Minister Morita Hippo was a little surprised and looked at the slender young man mockingly:

"What do you think about the Kendo Club? If not, get out of here now."

He released Narumi's fist from Kashiwahara's collar and stared coldly. The members on the side couldn't help but stand up straight, but Kashihara didn't seem to hear it and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult the sport of kendo. I just think that although kendo is good, in Narumi's hands, it's just fun."

"What did you say, bastard!"

After being scolded to the head, Narumi yelled angrily, "It's too much!"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting everyone here, I'm just saying that Narumi is a joy." Kashiwahara said with a smile, a little arrogant, but based on his level of swordsmanship in the Divine Sword Style, he can indeed be evaluated like this, if not

If you want to keep a low profile, Kashiwara could just point at the kendo club and scold the classic saying, "Everyone here is rubbish."

Or shouting ‘I’m going to hit ten!’ is not a problem either.

Morita Hippo frowned. After listening to Narumi's description, he probably knew that it was Narumi's personal matter. So the trouble caused by the cultural festival, involving the cultural festival and the student union was really troublesome, but he looked at it with some suspicion:

"Could it be that you also know how to swordsmanship?"

"I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit." Kashiwahara waved his hands modestly, as if he knew clearly that it was a piece of cake to fight ten people, which made a few people grit their teeth and resent.

"I see." Narumi Ryoma sneered and pushed away his friend who was holding him back, walked up to Kashiwahara and looked down coldly:

"I don't care about those bullshit things before. Now kneel down and apologize to me, and I will pretend that nothing happened."

"oh?"

Kashiwahara stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You want me to apologize? I have to sincerely apologize to Feng Qin classmate before I will consider it. What should I do?"

"Your name is Kashiwahara, right? Don't you know a little bit about swordsmanship? Now, go get the bamboo sword. The loser will kneel on the ground and apologize!" Narumi roared angrily at the top of his lungs.

"Are you willing to admit defeat?"

Unexpectedly, Kashiwahara asked with great interest, looking very interested. No one could see at this moment that this boy was clearly looking for trouble and had been waiting for Narumi to say these words.

"Whoever lies is the grandson!" Narumi responded angrily. He was fed up with the proud look of this despicable and shameless villain. He relied on the support of the organ and the student council president, right? He had to beat the brains out of this kid today!

"Very good, remember that Dogeza will kneel in front of Qiang-san and apologize when the time comes."

"Ah."

The boys in the kendo club stared at each other, and when they saw that the two had to engage in a sword fight, everyone cheered in unison.

Speaking of which, members of the club usually get tired of practicing with each other. Today, a strange boy barged in and asked for a sword duel with Narumi-senpai, who was very powerful in the kendo club. All of a sudden, they were worried that the world would not be in chaos.

After a while, the news spread everywhere, and the classmates who were still stranded on campus came to watch the fun one by one.

"Ah Ming, hurry up, don't wait too long, do I need to pour you a cappuccino?"

"Protective gear, take it!"

Narumi Ryoma glared at him angrily. He didn't understand what Kashiwahara was talking about nervously. He was so eager to get beaten?

"What are you doing with these?" Kashiwahara asked confused.

"Oh, don't think I mean well. I'm afraid you'll be so painful that you cry for father and mother." Narumi sneered, sitting on the ground and conscientiously changing into the mask, protective gear, and gloves used for kendo practice.
Chapter completed!