"A protracted battle..." Kazuya Kanmu thought.

With his current recovery speed, it should not be a problem to hold a sword in both hands when participating in the official competition.

Kazuya thought so, and his movements became more and more rapid. He could feel that he was getting closer to his peak state.

Hoshino Yu looked at the excitement in Kazuya's eyes and couldn't help but smile: "Since you are here for the prize, you must be trying to win the championship?"

"Of course." Kazuya Kazuya said this without any hesitation.

"Yes, I am the same. The defeat last year has always made me very dissatisfied. I must get it all this year!"

"Senior sister wasn't the champion last year?" Kazuya Kanmu was also very surprised. He could not win the women's group at this level. It seems that Jincheng's Kendo team is indeed not ordinary...

"I lost in the semi-finals, but I lost to Senior Akiha who brought me into the game at that time, so it was not too uncomfortable. But after a long time, every time I recall my performance on the stage, I feel very unwilling to accept it."

"I understand." Shenmiao Kazuya also had the same taste of failure when he was beaten and had no power to fight back. He had tasted the taste of failure too many times, which was indeed very disgusting.

When Hoshino Yu heard this, she stopped moving. She took off her helmet, lifted up the hair in her ears, and asked with a smile: "It just so happened that today I made a private competition with Senior Akiye. Do you want to come and have a look?"

"Okay, when is it?"

“It’ll be here soon.”

"It's 11:30 noon." Hoshino glanced at the rising sun outside, with a dull expression on her face, but the force of her left hand holding the hilt of the sword increased a few minutes, even giving her a little tingling feeling.

"Okay, I must go and see it. Senior sister, please go and have a rest now. I will practice the rest of the time myself."

"Um."

——

Not long after Hoshino Yu left, Kazuya of the Shrine began to sit on the side of the Gymnasium to rest.

At this time, students from other ordinary classes also came one after another, many of them were seniors. After seeing someone coming in for training so early, everyone was a little surprised, but they didn't say anything.

Soon they practiced and went there.

No one needs to organize, everyone is very conscious.

And everyone has a kendo foundation and no mistakes in their actions.

At half past ten, Kazuya of the Shrine also saw the three newcomers coming.

He immediately walked up to them, said hello briefly, and wanted to ask about what happened yesterday.

After all, a day has passed, and the Shrine Kazu has not confirmed who did it, so his tone is quite peaceful.

However, these three newcomers are different from the respect and admiration of themselves yesterday. When they look at themselves at this time, they always feel something strange.

There was still a hint of resentment in the fear, and looked at each other in a while. After holding it in for a long time, I couldn't say a word, but in the end I just replied coldly.

"Sorry, we don't know."

It would be fine if one person said this, but the three of them had similar reactions, and it was obvious that they were extremely dissatisfied with themselves.

Why am I doing them?

Kazuya Shenmiao was completely confused. Just as he was about to go forward to continue asking questions, a proud voice sounded behind him.

"Have you all arrived?" He shouted at everyone when he came up, as if he was afraid that others would not bring ears.

Takehara Hiroichi with a gloomy face, slowly walked to several trainees.

Under his cold gaze, the officials quickly squeezed out a flattering smile, but some of them were obviously unhappy with him and remained silent.

Takehara Hiroshi looked at the few people who didn't speak and smiled. He suddenly attacked without everyone paying attention and kicked one of them in the abdomen.

Although he was wearing protective gear, the strength of this kick was solid. The man fell to the ground and fell four feet towards the sky, which was extremely embarrassed.

"Do you show me your bad face? Shidao."

"I'm lucky recently and I'll probably be promoted to deputy minister soon."

"Although you joined the corpse earlier than me, you are not as good as me. I think your attitude is not correct enough, and it is not impossible to kick you out of the corpse of Kendo."

"There are many people who want a resume in the Kendo Department. I will help you eliminate a competitor. Everyone will thank me. Do you think so?" Takehara Hiro said with a smile, and began to scan around to see which one dares to face him with a bad face.

But unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw Kazuya, the Shrine standing in the corner.

His smile stopped abruptly and his face turned gloomy, "Who let this waste come in?"

"I am not from the Kendo Ministry, so I dare to come in and use the Kendo Ministry's equipment without authorization?"

"Give me the sword!" Takehara Hiroshi directly snatched the sword of his man and walked quickly to Kazuya of the Shrine.

Kazuya Shingu looked at him calmly, stood up, holding the bamboo sword in his hand.

"I have joined the Kendo Ministry, and the list outside has my name."

"Oh, is that right? But I didn't report your name at that time. Do you want to cheat a fool?" Takehara Hiroichi himself was a vengeful person. He felt even more uncomfortable when he thought that there were so many people who were embarrassed yesterday.

Whatever I say today must make this kid look ugly.

"Do you think you can do it with a broken watch?"

"Do I want to look at the mirror and see what kind of garbage you are?"

Kazuya Kanya was stunned when he heard this, and his dark pupils contracted rapidly. He could feel his heartbeat was accelerating.

Although he had expectations in his heart and could guess it was him, he didn't expect that he would admit it directly without fear.

Sure enough, there is no need to ask.

"Trump, it should be you." Kazuya Kazuya suddenly said with a smile.

"You are not only trash, but also a treacherous person. I advise you to go to the hospital as soon as possible. You are not old now and you may be able to save them."

"I'll give you a face!" Takehara Hiroichi was like a powder barrel, and he exploded at the slightest point. He raised the bamboo sword and slashed at the head of the Kyushu Kazuya. In order to confirm that he had hit 100% of his shot, he also used both hands and feet.

It's not a formal competition now, nor is it an assessment. I am dealing with idle people from non-Kendao Department, so naturally there is no need to use the rules of Kendao!

Kazuya Sakura sneered, and flashed to avoid his sneak attack.

The guy who is dirty inside, his thoughts are really easy to guess.

In order to protect Rino, Kazuya of the Shrine used to fight with street gangsters.

With all kinds of experience accumulated over the years, he would never be able to be successful in such garbage.

Then, without any hesitation, Shengong Kazu directly held the sword in both hands and hit him at an extremely fast speed.

He is effective in practicing with Hoshino. He can control the strength of his left and right hands. Now he can be faster than a one-handed sword.

The afterimage of the bamboo sword flashed by, and Takehara Hiro quickly resisted with the sword in his hand, but unexpectedly, Kazuya of the Shrine was quite straightforward. He didn't hit the attack and directly switched to the one-handed sword to continue slashing.

Because there was no protective gear on his hands, Hiroichi Takehara could not bear the strong and stimulating pain.

With the sound of bang, his bamboo sword could no longer hold it.

The moment he took off his hand, he saw the same expression as yesterday instinct that made him scream anxiously, "Come and help me, what are you watching while standing there?"

However, looking back at the surroundings, no one around was doing anything at this time.

Everyone was watching Shingu Kazuya sanctioned him in silence.

The eyes seemed to be saying the same sentence.

"Go to die."

After Kazuya of the Shrine knocked his bamboo sword away, he stabbed him directly into his neck without hesitation.

True swordsmanship has always been a killing skill.

"No!!! I'm afraid of the pain!!!!" As if he had expected the end of his piercing, Takehara Hiro shouted in a distorted expression for a moment.

All the arrogance and disdain just now disappeared, and it was precisely because of his performance that he seemed even more clownish at this moment.

The sword of Kazuya of the Shrine stopped between his neck, and the precise control of strength and distance allowed him to complete the sword.

At this time, Hiroichi Takehara's tears and saliva came out, and his legs couldn't help but tremble.

He shook his body and fell to the ground with a snap.

His eyes also became extremely empty, like a walking zombie.

Kazuya Shin-gun put away the bamboo sword and looked at him coldly without saying a word.

Saying something more to this kind of person is a waste of life. Kazuya Shin-gun shook his head, turned around, and prepared to watch Hoshino-yu's competition.

The moment Kazuya of Shengong turned his head, Takehara Hiroichi immediately grabbed the bamboo sword in his hand, burst out all his energy, and slashed at Kazuya of Shengong on the back of his head.

"Go to death for me!! Wasted!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

When other officials saw that Kazuya Kazuya was about to be cut to the back of his head, they couldn't help but close their eyes.

This time... it must be broken, right?

“…”

The expected plot did not happen, and Kazuya Shin-gun firmly grabbed his bamboo sword with his right hand.

"You are really not tired of it..." Kazuya Shenmu looked fierce, pulled out his bamboo sword, then turned around and kicked him at his shocked face.
To be continued...