As the finals finally arrived, the already noisy spectator seats suddenly became even more noisy and crowded.

Aoshito's old friend who was studying at the Little Chiba Kenkan: Shannan Keisuke is currently sitting in a corner of the martial arts viewing table on the west side.

He was not very used to such a noisy environment, so he kept casting helpless glances at the crowd around him.

Shannan has always been very interested in coming to watch this rare and grand swordsmanship competition.

But no matter what, yesterday was full of personal matters, and today was the last day of the competition, so I finally found time to come and see the contestants.

Before the game started, Shannan originally wanted to go and say hello to his master, Chiba Sadaikichi and others, as well as his old friend Aomori.

However, because he misjudged the popularity of this competition, it was already a little late when he arrived at the arena, and the spectator seats were already filled with huge crowds.

If he took the time to find Qingteng and others and say hello to them, there might not be a single seat left in the martial arts gallery. Therefore, in desperation, Shannan could only give up the idea of ​​going to say hello to Qingteng and others and go alone.

Silently, he sat down in a small, empty corner of the martial arts viewing gallery on the west side.

Because he was not able to watch the game yesterday, Shannan had only just heard about Qingdeng's amazing performance yesterday from the mouths of the surrounding spectators.

Unknowingly, Qingdeng has grown to this point... Shannan blinked hard in surprise, and admiration slowly appeared on his bookish cheeks.

Thinking back to the scene more than three months ago, when Qingteng came to him and asked him, "Does the Shiwei Hall often exchange swordsmanship with Xuanbu Hall and Xiaoqianba Sword Hall?", it still seems like yesterday to Shannan.

In this short period of less than 4 months, Qingdeng has achieved feats again and again that make Shannan frequently have the illusion of "Is this still the Qingdeng I am familiar with?"

In terms of political achievements, he is now known as the "Little Tengu of Beibansuo".

In terms of swordsmanship, he led the Showeikan to defeat their Kochiba Kenkan in the red-white battle of the "Plum Blossom Festival" before, and he is the second to shine in the current swordsmanship competition.

For Qingdeng, who suddenly seemed like a different person and was showing off his talents in various fields, Shannan felt admiration for his old friend, but also felt a bit...envy for his old friend.

Although Qingdeng and Shannan are very good friends, they are actually quite different in age. Because he is fair, Shannan looks like he is only in his early 20s, but his real age is actually already

27 years old.

——It’s great...You are only 18 years old and you have already achieved so many achievements...

Shannan took a deep breath, then gathered his mind and looked intently at the arena in front of him, where the temperature seemed to have risen a few degrees due to the surrounding atmosphere.

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On the martial arts viewing seat, in the martial arts training hall——

New wife Kuan has been hanging her head since just now, her lips are pursed tightly, her face is pale and expressionless.

One of his juniors sitting next to him thought that Nitsuma Kuan was feeling nervous because the finals were about to start, so he squeezed his body towards Nitsuma Kuan and whispered to encourage Nitsuma Kuan:

"My new wife, there is no need to be nervous, just do your best."

The new wife Kanli ignored his junior brother's encouragement and continued to keep a straight face, as if she was thinking deeply about something.

At this time, amid everyone's expectations and under the spotlight, the old warrior who served as the master of ceremonies slowly stepped into the arena.

He didn't bring any more lottery tubes - in the last game, there was no need to draw lots again.

The old emcee, as always, carried out his style of "not talking too much".

After standing in the center of the arena, he first looked around, then raised his hand to make a virtual pressure gesture, asking the spectators to quiet down.

After the movement on the martial arts table calmed down slightly, the old master of ceremonies cleared his throat, and then shouted in a higher tone than the previous roll call:

"The last trial match——"

"Shinto Mūnen-ryu, training hall, new wife wide!"

"Natural Rishin-ryu, Test Guard Hall, Tachibana Aoden!"

After hearing these two names... to be precise, after hearing Qingdeng's name, the martial arts gallery, which had just been quiet for a while, became full of people again.

After hearing the emcee sing his name, Xin Zukuan's expression suddenly froze.

As if subconsciously, he reached into his arms and touched a medicine box hidden in his arms.

The cool touch of the medicine box spread to the fingertips of the new wife.

Feeling the coldness on his fingertips, Xin Zhikuan's expression, which he could barely maintain calm just now, immediately seemed to have lost control, and complex emotions mixed with worry, hesitation, panic, etc. surged up in his body.

His cheeks.

What to do with the medicine that Rakshasa gave him last night... he has to decide now!

If he waits until he plays and puts on a helmet and other protective equipment, he will never have the chance to take this medicine.

Just when Niizumahiro felt that every second now seemed like a year, suddenly - Niizumahiro suddenly heard this set of dialogue coming from behind him:

"Finally it's the final... I don't think this final is anything interesting."

"That's right, that Hiroshi Arizuma doesn't look like a match for Tachibana Aoden. He should be like Morishita, Oizaki and the others, and be easily defeated by Tachibana Aoden."

The hosts of this conversation were two swordsmen from a small swordsmanship hall sitting not far behind Niizuma Kan.

Although the two of them had deliberately lowered their speaking volume, their conversation was still completely listened to by Niizuma Kuan, who had a very good hearing.

The new wife Kuan, who was already drooping her head, lowered her head even lower.

About 2 seconds passed... No one knew what Niizuma Kuan was thinking in these short 2 seconds.

After 2 seconds, the new wife suddenly gritted her teeth, then took out the medicine box from her arms, poured out the medicine in the box, and pretended to pat herself hard to encourage herself.

When I looked at my face, I put this white pill into my mouth...

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Amid Okita's and others' cheers of "Come on!", Qingto clenched his bamboo sword tightly again, put on his protective gear, and stood back on the field.

Arriving at the left and right sides of the center of the arena with Arizuma Kan, who entered the arena at almost the same time, the two of them neatly put their bamboo swords on their left waists, squatted down, and saluted each other.

After the two saluted, the two referees standing on the left and right of Qingdeng immediately raised their hands: "Start!"

As the referees said "begin", the noise in the spectator seats immediately reached a new climax.

The spectators cheered up and watched the final unfolding with great interest!

Huh... Qingden took a deep breath, then half-closed his eyes and began to carefully observe the new wife Kuan opposite him.

--Um?

And just when his eyes fell on Xizuma Kuan's body, Qingden's brows involuntarily raised in surprise.

Shinzuma Kuan and he are now both in a mid-range posture that can attack and defend.

Observing Arizuma Kuan's standing posture and knife-holding movements, it is not difficult to see that his foundation is quite solid.

At first glance, I feel that Kuan Nitsuma's movements are quite regular, with nothing unsatisfactory or outstanding.

However, for some reason, Qingdeng just felt that his new wife Kuan at this time gave him a... very strange feeling.

Just when Qingdeng was still puzzled by this "weird feeling" in Xizuma Kuan's body—Xin Zuma Kuan moved.

While watching Nitsuma Hiroshi's matches these past two days, Qingto discovered that Nitsuma Hiroshi was a person with a very aggressive fighting style.

In every game, he will be the first to attack.

Even now that it's the finals, Hiroshi Niizuma has not changed his aggressive style of play.

Wow!

Xin Zukuan kicked the ground violently, and a large amount of white fine sand and gravel on the ground were kicked away. The whole person pounced towards Qingdeng like a carnivorous beast! The bamboo sword in his hand used the momentum of the forward thrust and flew towards Qingdeng from top to bottom.

Qingdeng's head was split straight off.

Qingdeng has been watching every player's games carefully these two days - Qingdeng has not watched these games in vain.

Because he had carefully watched all the games played by Kan Niizuma in the past two days, and knew that Kan Niizuma had ten people with quite aggressive fighting styles, Aoto was mentally prepared early on that "there is a high probability that Kan Niizuma would be the first to launch a fierce attack on him."

Qingden raised his eyes and quickly saw clearly the path of Nitsuma Kuan's sword. He lowered his waist and took a step to the side as if sliding on the ground. He calmly dodged Nitsuma Kuan's blow and

Taking advantage of the situation, he swung his sword and chopped off the head of the new wife who had just stood still.

The timing and angle of Qingdeng's sword were quite tricky.

Even those veteran swordsmen who have practiced swordsmanship for many years may not be able to block Qingdeng's blow.

But just when the blade of the bamboo sword was about to hit the helmet on Shinzuma’s broad head——

Snapped!

The blades of the two bamboo swords rubbed against each other, making a sharp noise that was almost painful to the eardrums.

Nitsuma Kuan took back the newly struck bamboo sword in time, raised it up, and blocked Qingteng's attack.

Seeing the new wife Kuan who actually blocked his attack, Qingden's eyes widened slightly uncontrollably.

"Drink——!"

The new wife opened her mouth wide and made an astonishing Qihe sound. Using the Qihe to boost her strength, she used her arms to force away Qingdeng's sword, and then took a half-step in the direction of Qingdeng who had just taken a step sideways.

Close the distance with Qingden again.

What followed was a slashing blow with sharp wind pressure, and the trajectory of the bamboo sword approached Qingdeng's chest in an arc.
To be continued...