That night.

"Brother Ye-in-law, did you hear that you made a weird cry in the classroom today to intimidate your classmates?"

Natsume family's shrine main hall.

Natsume Mio asked while tying her hair.

"Bad, I'm singing and trying to persuade the students who are stubborn, why are they intimidating?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng held a bamboo knife and gently tapped the floor. While waiting for her, he replied: "And pay less attention to these rumors. Now I am wrong in everything I do. If I eat a bento, people say I snatched it..."

"Sounds so hard."

Mio Natsume shook her ponytail and smiled and said, "But I can't listen to the rumors about you. After all, my classmates are all from the appearance association, and you are very handsome... Occasionally, someone will pay attention to your news."

"Are you ready for that?"

The north-land wind stopped to knock on the floor.

"Yeah, right away."

Natsume Mio squatted down, picked up his bamboo knife, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and posed for a stance.

"I'm right first. I don't understand kendo, it's a rule-free duel."

Beiyuan Nanfeng also lifted up the bamboo knife and put on a stance, but it looked a bit out of place.

"Even if you say that, I won't show mercy, brother-in-law."

"Go ahead and attack, it doesn't matter if you use 'yan'."

The north and south wind replied.

The reason why the two siblings play a kendo duel here.

It was mainly because of a chat on the way back.

Because Kitahara Nanfeng had no idea about his style, and he was very interested in Mio Natsume's "Yan" and Kendo, he proposed the idea of ​​fighting and watching at home.

Natsume Mio seemed to be very interested in her brother's strength, so she agreed happily.

Then there was such a scene.

The two of them were preparing to play a sword race without rules in front of the gods of the Natsume family shrine.

As for why it is in front of the divine body.

The main reason is that the Natsume family does not have a dojo, and the only place with a relatively open interior is this.

Originally, Beiyuan Nanfeng was worried that it would be bad if he fought in front of the gods.

But grandpa and Mio Natsume said it was okay.

The Natsume family shrine worships the ancestor of their Natsume family, a little samurai who was loyal to a general during the Kamakura era. He was called the Imperial family at that time. Imperial was the honorary title of the general, and the divine body worshipped in the shrine was the sword of that ancestor.

It is not disrespectful to play a knife in front of a samurai's sword.

That's what grandpa said anyway.

But these are all trivial matters.

now.

Nanfeng and Mio stand opposite each other and are ready.

"Brother Yes, here you come."

Mio took a deep breath, took a step forward, and her small jade feet stepped on the floor, making a slight sound.

She took the lead in attacking.

Good speed.

But it is still too slow compared to her who opens the technique "Yan".

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her suddenly with expressionless face.

She rushed in front of her.

He raised the sword in his hand and slashed it.

Only then did Beiyuan Nanfeng move. He took a step directly to the side, easily avoided her slash, and turned around and waved his bamboo knife.

Bang.

The bamboo knife hit her shoulder.

"it hurts……"

Mio stopped, her slightly raised skirt fell down, covering a small piece of her fair and round thigh again, and she rubbed her shoulders.

"Your reaction speed is too slow, just drive 'yan'."

Beiyuan Nanfeng suggested.

To be honest, without the bonus of the technique, her attributes are almost three times lower than those of Beiyuan Nanfeng, which is impossible to fight at all.

"I got it... I originally wanted to try it out. Can I beat you without using tricks? It seems that I am still too naive."

Mio took a few steps back, pulled a distance, took the bamboo knife to her waist, bowed her waist slightly, and posed for Juhezhan: "Now you have to be careful, brother."

Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded.

"Yan."

Mio uttered a word and raised her head suddenly.

He rushed in leisurely.

The distance between the two was not far. She held up the bamboo knife and rushed to Nanfeng, Beiyuan in the blink of an eye.

The tip of the bamboo knife stabbed Beiyuan Nanfeng's nose.

Bang.

When the tip of the knife was only a few centimeters away from his nose, Beiyuan Nanfeng raised his bamboo knife and waved it to the side, directly swept the bamboo knife she stabbed to the side. At the same time, he raised his left hand and grabbed it forward, and was about to pinch her neck.

After Mio turned on the Yan, her speed and maneuver power were indeed greatly improved. The moment the bamboo knife was swept away, she immediately adjusted her posture and was at ease in the face of the choke of Nanfeng from Beiyuan.

She pressed her other hand down and slapped Beiyuan Nanfeng's left hand down. After a few small steps, she turned her body directly, driving the bamboo knife, and slashed towards his temple from the side.

She is quite confident in this trick.

After all, the attack angle was unexpected.

But she still underestimated the reaction speed of Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Beiyuan Nanfeng bowed his head and easily avoided it before the bamboo knife swept to him.

On the contrary, because she didn't hit her, her strength and inertia had no catharsis point, and her body almost turned into a rotation...

Taking advantage of the moment when her body was a little unbalanced, Beiyuan Nanfeng straightened his waist, raised his bamboo knife, and gently patted her head.

Nitahara Nanfeng announced: "Okay, you are dead."

“Hey…”

Mio adjusted her posture and stood back.

"Agility and dexterity are enough, but you are too fucked and have no experience at all. You have never thought about what to do in the future. Just like the rotation just now, it was indeed unexpected, but have you never considered the situation of not hitting the hit? There is no way to adjust your posture and press the center of gravity up."

Beiyuan Nanfeng tapped her head gently with a bamboo knife to point out her problem.

"I understand...come again."

Natsume Mio rubbed her head, looking a little dissatisfied.

"Okay."

Beiyuan Nanfeng lifted the bamboo knife again.

...

"Levels, look at the lower plate. It's not a kendo competition now, and there is no limit on the moves of the lower three paths... I heard that kendo can train and cultivate instantaneous reaction power? Why haven't you practiced anything?"

“…”

"No, your strength is too small. Fighting against me is like swinging your shoulders and relying on speed to offset the strength disadvantage, but this is too easy to block, and as soon as I approach, you will be helpless."

“…”

"Fake action, this is a false action. You can see clearly and don't believe everything."

“…”

"Okay, I'll stop watching the lower plate, but my knife is about to chop your head."

“…”

...

The two of them played for about twenty minutes.

Natsume Mio was completely defeated.
To be continued...