Fukuzawa Fuyumi listened to Kitahara Shuji's confident laughter, and suddenly realized that he couldn't be afraid, and being afraid was really losing But she looked at the figure of Kitahara Shuji rushing over, but she felt that the other party's momentum was extremely high, almost invincible, as if her defeat was decided, and it could not be avoided after all But she was not reconciled and definitely didn't want to lose She suddenly roared loudly, like an angry little tiger that had been shot in the ass by an arrow, and tried her best to temporarily dispel the gloom in her heart, and the slash against Kitahara Shuji was also a knife, to slash and slash.
Fukuzawa Fukuzawa was beaten crooked by Kitahara Shuji every time she slashed, and she was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood, and Kitahara Shuji changed the footwork of not leaving the ground just now, and changed it to a variety of jumps, and after the forward jump and slash, she jumped back with the reaction force when the slash was blocked, and she was extremely flexible.
Fukuzawa Fuyumi was slashed sideways and was beaten to the side by Kitahara Shuji, but this time Kitahara Shuji was one-handed, and he couldn't control the bamboo sword, Fukuzawa Fuyumi was just happy, and tried his best to turn the hilt of the sword to change the direction of the bamboo sword and slash it towards Kitahara Shuji, but saw Kitahara Shuji take the opportunity of both sides to expose the empty door, and his body suddenly approached, and the splitter punched her on the face armor, which suddenly made her staggered back a few steps.
Fukuzawa Fukuzawa Fuyumi was punched and didn't recover from the concussion, Kitahara Shuji's slash came again, she could only desperately lead this slash to the side, and took the opportunity to rush behind Kitahara Shuji, but unexpectedly, Kitahara Shuji flew up and kicked her ass with a diagonal jump, and immediately kicked her to the ground.
Fukuzawa Fukuzawa Fuyumi waved the bamboo sword indiscriminately to prevent Kitahara Shuji from pursuing, and barely got up, but her heart was even more confused, and her breathing was short, and she could only look at Kitahara Shuji angrily and helplessly, and her heart was shocked: It was the Kurama flow that was wrong, and it was the body house Kurama-ryu is a strange school that pursues not to kill the enemy immediately, but to cut the enemy's weapon first, and then to cut the enemy's weapon before cutting people, and it was once hated by the school that developed due to dueling swordsmanship.
Knives are so expensive The body is even more wonderful, it is said that it is a school of swordsmanship, but it is like a monkey jumping around and not to say, and it is still punching and kicking at every turn, and there are more physical skills than swordsmanship skills, it is said that it is a school of physical arts, and he holds a sword in his hand, and after beating the enemy dizzy, he will eventually rely on the sword to kill the enemy.
Fukuzawa Fuyumi couldn't figure it out, and shouted irritably, "What the hell are you?"
The audience outside the stadium was also confused, it doesn't look like a practice match now, how can these two people fight and kick it, what about the club companions who say it's good, show the charm of kendo The temporary referee of the two classes of AC wanted to stop the "practice match" from continuing, but Uchida Yuma saw that Kitahara Shuji was brave and had the absolute upper hand, and he was so happy that he was smiling, and he was willing to stop the game He desperately stopped those two people and gave Kitahara Shuji a chance to beat Fukuzawa Fukusawa.
If it weren't for guarding the face of more than 80 classmates, he would have bent down and picked up the bamboo sword and rushed up to help Kitahara Shuji beat the water dog.
Kitahara Shuji ignored Fukuzawa Fukuzawa's words, and a small jump forward was a slash on the head, murderous.
Fukuzawa Fuyumi didn't dare to take out the sword for a moment, and she missed the opportunity to choose to hold the bamboo sword with both hands and raise it above her head to form a "torii structure" posture, like the "open" character torii in front of the shrine, so it was named to deal with the slash from above, and then it should be the ancient flow swordsmanship that received the horizontal slash in order to attack, and the defense was still for the attack, but her offensive spirit had been completely consumed by the successive failures, and her body was a little stiff and out of control.
Kitahara Shuji didn't have any pity for the jade, and he didn't care what other girls thought of him, so he slashed like a storm, each time heavier and faster, and finally pressed Fukuzawa Fukuzawa's bamboo sword on top of her own head.
Fukuzawa Fuyumi has no choice, she is short and short-armed, once she loses the spirit of active attack and does not dare to take the initiative to get close to the enemy, it is simply the life of being beaten, but she has a bottom line in her heart, that is, she absolutely refuses to admit defeat, and she gritted her teeth and insisted on being beaten so badly, and her eyes were red.
Kitahara Shuji's heavy slash is coming again, her arms are already sore, and Torii Gou can't maintain it anymore, the bamboo sword in her hand was smashed on her face armor, and Kitahara Shuji was unforgiving, his eyes shrank, and he shouted for the first time: "Death" The bamboo sword in his hand retracted and stabbed out suddenly, stabbing heavily on Fukuzawa Fukuzawa's face armor, and the power was so great that Fukuzawa Fuyumi was stabbed out and rolled out, and finally lay face down on the floor.
Lost Fukuzawa Fuyumi lay there motionless, her little hands clenched into fists and her palms hurt, desperately holding back but tears still burst out of her eyes, she didn't even dare to look up at Kitahara Shuji's triumphant appearance He must be very proud, and he won that little white face again, that bastard, and let him win again She was in pain, suddenly felt a sinking on her back, and looked up in surprise, only to see Kitahara Shuji stretching out one foot to step on her back, slowly raising the bamboo sword, and couldn't help but be frightened: "What do you want to do?"
Kitahara Shuji stepped on her back waist, like stepping on a little Wang Ba, to prevent her from being able to stand up and fight back, and smiled: "I won the duel, of course I have to make up the knife, do you have any opinions?"
Fukuzawa Fuyumi's tears are like springs, not afraid, but unwilling.
She shouted angrily: "You dare, you wait, you wait, I can't spare you" Kitahara Shuji looked at Fukuzawa Fukuzawa, who couldn't move, from the gap in his face armor, and chuckled: "Fukuzawa-san, I have always believed in the principle of being kind to others, but I am not a temperamental person who does not offend me, I do not offend people, if people offend me, I will offend others, double the reward before making trouble with others in the future, think about whether you will fall into the situation in front of you, no one in this world will be afraid of anyone, and it is not your home outside, and no one will get used to you, this is my advice to you This sword is also a lesson for you, remember to see me walk around in the future, If you dare to provoke again, it won't be so cheap next time."
After he finished speaking, his face turned cold, and the bamboo sword in his hand swung down like lightning, hitting Fukuzawa Fukuzawa's head heavily, which can be regarded as taking off her "head" and completing the last process of the duel.
Fukuzawa Fuyumi's eyes darkened, and she was directly stunned, and the audience was silent, and many girls were still holding their chests in front of them to show fear Just Kitahara Shuji's posture was full of killing intent, as if he was really holding a sharp blade to cut off Fukuzawa Fukuzawa's head.
Uchida Yuma was the first to react, holding the red flag high and waving it over his head, shouting: "Red side Kitahara Katsu" Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him, and almost everyone did not come to their senses.
Kitahara Shuji owed a debt to the onlookers, which was regarded as an apology and a salute, and most of the onlookers were forced by his momentum, and they all stood up and returned the salute before they reacted, and they were all a little surprised.
After a while, the discussion sounded, and the people who ate melons began to use their imagination to speculate about what kind of grievances and hatreds there were between Fukuzawa Fukuzawa Fuyumi and Kitahara Shuji, and what kind of love and hate were intertwined, I don't know if there would be eighteen versions the next day, and five illegitimate children could emerge, but obviously they didn't dare to be too loud, and it seemed that Kitahara Shuji, who was slowly stepping down, was a little intimidating.
Shikijima Ritsu walked up quickly and helped Kitahara Shuji untie the protective gear, with a strange expression on his face: "Kitahara-kun turned out to be so good" Kitahara Shuji glanced at him, knowing what he was thinking, Bacheng thought that he had concealed the past of practicing swordsmanship, but it was difficult to explain, so he could only say sincerely: "Ritsu, whether you believe it or not, I really just practiced for less than three weeks" Saying that, he thanked Ritsu Shikijima again, "Thanks to the books and equipment that Ritsu lent me, it was all thanks to Ritsu that I was able to win this time, thank you very much" Listening to his sincere words, the expression on Shikijima Ritsu's face was a little relieved, and he blushed and whispered: "No need to thank you, Kitahara-kun relied on his own strength to win, I deserve it, I don't dare to be, I don't dare to be, it may be that I am too careful, I'm sorry, Kitahara-kun."
I've always believed that there are geniuses in this world, and I guess Kitahara-kun is that kind of talented person."
Kitahara Shuji shook his head and said that what he said was not right, he was actually just taking advantage of the skill, otherwise he would have to practice hard to defeat Fukuzawa Fuyumi I don't know how long it would take to practice without the correct posture engraved in the brain, without the help of skills to adjust the posture, I don't know if he has already practiced disabled.
But he doesn't feel ashamed, he doesn't have to be a fool, this is his advantage, is it true that those who are born with good brains also have to pretend to be stupid in order to be fair?
It's just that he shouldn't be praised, and he should still be used as a standard pragmatist.
Shikijima Ritsu only thought that he was being modest, and looked at him more gently, and at the same time changed the subject: "By the way, Kitahara-kun, isn't it a bit too much to treat Fukuzawa-san like this?"
Kitahara Shuji saw this problem very thoroughly, and said with a smile: "She provoked first, and it was a fair duel, I don't think there is anything wrong with her scheming to find trouble, if I lose, do you think she will give me a step?"
According to the temperament of the little radish head, if you win, you will definitely have to step on a few feet to be happy "It's the same," Shikijima nodded obediently, turning his head to look at Fukuzawa Fuyumi, his heart softer, a little worried that Fukuzawa Fuyumi would not be able to withstand the blow.
At a glance, I didn't find the shadow of Fukuzawa Fuyumi.
At this time, an unwilling and resentful shout came from the door of the kendo field: "Kitahara Shuji, you bastard wait for me, now that you are my lifelong enemy, I will never forgive you, you bad bastard, you wait for me, you wait for me, wait for me" Fukuzawa Fukuzawa's hair was a little messy, her palm-sized little face was stained with tears, she waved her face armor and was extremely angry, her eyes were red and she yelled a few times unwillingly, and then wiped her tears and turned around and rushed out of the door, she had no face to stay here.
The kendo teacher who had just come back was almost hit by her, touched his head, looked at Fukuzawa Fukumi who fled barefoot, and asked strangely, "What happened, isn't the practice match competitive?"
All the students in the three classes of ABC were silent, what is it like, one of the people's "heads" has been cut off, how can it be compared: