"Come again!!" Narumi Ryoma suddenly roared excitedly and repeated it, as if to cheer himself up.

"Just now, it was just the most basic sword-drawing technique." Kashiwahara said lightly, then he held the wooden sword tightly, raised it horizontally with the word '一', and put his hands in front of his shoulders:

"here we go."

As Kashiwahara's words fell, Narumi Ryoma suddenly became nervous. He changed from the initial attacker to the defender. He switched offense and defense with just one blow, and clenched the wooden sword nervously.

'A structure that has never been seen before...'

From now on, the noisy atmosphere around has become dead silent. There are only a few nervous swallowing sounds. It can be seen that the environment is extremely solemn. No one dares to speak as freely as before the formation. Even the coach and the minister have serious faces.

.

The 'one-zi' wooden sword was held in both hands, and he stabbed with a fierce and decisive momentum. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to react, and it was comparable to the ordinary sword-drawing technique just now.

If it is a battlefield, once this sword skill is used, you will die or I will live.

However, Narumi Ryoma was eventually evaluated as a person with kendo talents. He adjusted his mentality as if facing a powerful enemy's defense. Even though Kashiwahara was as fast as the wind, in one hundredth of an instant, he suddenly swung his wooden sword and captured the two sharply.

The wooden knife suddenly made a crisp sound and was placed in the air, only a few centimeters away from Narumi Ryoma's neck.

Stopping him abruptly is dangerous and dangerous.

Under the visor, Narumi Ryoma couldn't help but smile, blocking...

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Kashiwara smiled slightly, swapped his left and right hands, and pushed forward with his right palm. The wooden sword seemed to grow several centimeters out of thin air, breaking through the stalemate, and stabbed Narumi Ryoma's throat mercilessly.

Even though the force of this strike was only half that of the first one, it still made Narumi Ryoma stagger back as if struck by lightning. He held the wooden sword in disbelief and inserted it into the ground before he could not help but fall to his knees.

"You have died for the second time." Kashiwahara said calmly, and withdrew the sword. The members were astonished. They never expected that the swordsmanship could be so dexterous, which was completely different from the rigid and fixed routines in the past.

"Impossible, impossible..."

"This is impossible!" Narumi Ryoma roared angrily, unable to accept the fact of a disastrous defeat.

When Feng Qin and others hurried to the Kendo Club, they happened to see this scene.

Through the crowd, Kashiwahara and a tall man wearing a mask were seen holding a knife. The tall man roared angrily, strode towards him, and swung the wooden sword with determination.

Kashiwahara was neither sad nor happy, he bent down slightly and held the handle of the knife with his backhand.

Whoosh!

In the eyes of the members, there was no suspense about the sword, and the sword drawing technique reappeared. The gap between the two sides was as big as clouds and mud. Even if this move was performed hundreds of thousands of times, Narumi could not avoid it.

The wooden sword arced in the air and slashed hard at the armor worn by Narumi Ryoma. The force of the sword drawing technique was far more powerful and heavy than the sword slashing force. Narumi Ryoma grunted and the wooden sword trembled.

But no matter what, he no longer had the strength to cut down, and with reluctance, he was knocked away with a bang and lay down on the ground. He covered his abdomen in pain, and the wooden knife was unable to let go and rolled to the side, unable to fight anymore.

In the quiet kendo club, there were only exclamations from the busybody who were watching. No one cheered for this gorgeous battle. The members were already dumbfounded.

Ryoma Narumi, who was ranked among the best in the kendo club, was unable to fight back and was defeated miserably by the sword of this seemingly exaggerated young man.

"Kashiwahara!" Feng Qin Xia Zhi shouted softly and hurried in.

The classmates on the committee were stunned, what happened just now... It's not that Kashiwahara and Narumi Ryoma got into a fight, everyone was worried that the relatively thin Kashiwahara would be beaten by the tall Narumi, but looking at this posture... it was

Narumi Ryoma was seriously injured.

By the way, when did Kashiwahara-san show such exaggerated and fierce swordsmanship? So awesome! - the committee members thought in unison.

When Asakura Saki saw the scene of Kashiwahara's graceful sword strike, his beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, and he was surprised that Kashiwahara Kiyaki... But when he thought that Kashiwahara liked the organ, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

"What happened? What are you..." Rao Yi Feng Qin Xia Zhi also hesitated to speak.

"I came to persuade Narumi-senpai, but he insisted on having a sword fight with me. I tried to dissuade him many times, but Narumi-senpai insisted..." Kashiwara Kiyaki helplessly spread his hands, looking helpless and forced to fight, this kind of inversion

The black and white rhetoric made Morita angry and shouted angrily:

"It was obviously you first..."

However, meeting Kashiwahara's emotionless gaze and the intimidating effect triggered by the title, Morita was immediately shocked, his words stopped abruptly, his lips moved unconsciously, and he could not say the rest of the words.

Morita lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding that gaze. His burly man was actually frightened by the younger man's look. However, even if he avoided it, the indifferent and ruthless gaze was still deeply imprinted in his heart. He only felt that this was a pair of talented people who had experienced a bloody storm.

Some eyes cannot bring up the thought of resisting together.

Kashiwahara smiled, called Morita, and threw the wooden sword and scabbard to him.

Director Morita kept silent. Those members only understood the vague process and could not explain it clearly. However, Ryoma Narumi got up from the ground in embarrassment and took off his mask with difficulty, revealing a face soaked with sweat and eyes.

Red and bloodshot.

Everyone's eyes gradually shifted from Kashiwara Kiyaki to Narumi Ryoma.

Narumi Ryoma's masculine face was full of shame. He understood that he was beaten to a pulp by a junior in the field of kendo that he was proud of in public.

He knew what Kashiwahara was waiting for, the bet he was waiting for to be fulfilled - no, it seemed like he was talking nonsense now.

It would be too embarrassing for Kashiwahara to take the initiative to name names. Narumi Ryoma was not a loser. He smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, and coughed several times to make his swollen and sore throat feel better. He said nothing and his eyes were red.

His eyes came to the organ Xia Zhi.

Just when he gritted his teeth and was about to kneel down on his legs to apologize, there was a startled sound beside him.

"Hey, hey, isn't it? Do you really want all of you to lie to me?"

Kashiwahara burst into laughter, looked at the surprised audience, shook his head and explained:

"This is just a cultural festival performance that Narumi-senpai and I prepared. We are reenacting the scene of Miyamoto Musashi VS Sasaki Kojiro. Speaking of which, Narumi-senpai, your acting skills are also very good. You really brought Sasaki to life. Look at it.

Look, your members have all been deceived, and they will surely receive a lot of applause when they perform at the cultural festival. It’s our fault that we didn’t notify you in advance and treated this place as a rehearsal performance.”

The huge kendo club was silent for a moment, with big eyes staring at small eyes, and funny expressions appeared on the faces of the surrounding classmates.

"Eh?!"

"Acted??"

"No, my God, I take it seriously!"

"What... I've been working on it for a long time, but it turned out to be a lie..."

There was a lot of surprise and sighs all around, what the hell, they were at war with each other and looked like they were going to fight for life or death. We were all nervous to death, but they suddenly told us that it was a lie? What a waste of emotions.

No wonder this big man's grandiose failure was all an act.

"You think so, Narumi-senpai?" Kashiwara Kiyaki asked with a peaceful smile on his face.
Chapter completed!