Tokyo host

Chapter 20 Say it again! ! ! !

Ninomiya Ye is still the original move, the bamboo sword is opened and closed, but the speed is very fast!
Futaba Makoto seemed to realize something, and set up a pair of knives and forked the opponent's attack.

The crisp sound of slashing sounded—

The two bamboo knives in his hands were almost knocked flying, Futaba Cheng took a deep breath, if he went to greet him with one hand as before, he would definitely drop the knives.

"Clap!"

Makoto Futaba pulled the distance away, and the long knife slashed out!

Ninomiya quickly bounced off Makoto Futaba's long sword attack, and then the horizontal sword slashed towards his flank!

"Snapped."

Makoto Futaba's short knife held it with all his strength, while the long knife found an opportunity to slash at Ninomiya Ye's face: "Face!"

On the side of Ninomiya's head, Can Xin slid away, and observed Makoto Futaba's movements.

The two sides fought a number of moves, and the momentum climbed layer by layer like boiling oil. The crisp sound of each bamboo knife collision could tell how powerful they were swinging the knife.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The two bamboo knives are intertwined and separated again, and the speed is incredible!

However, Makoto Futaba's breathing began to become disordered. The bamboo sword was not light. Although his physique was not as bad as before, it was not much better at 6 points.

Seeing that Makoto Futaba's movements began to slow down, Ninomiya Ye quickly grasped the bamboo knife that fell to him at that moment: "Face!"

Makoto Futaba raised his sword, but his speed was half a second slower, and he was directly hit——

"Snapped!"

Ninomiya Ye left with a single blow, and the referee beside him raised the white flag.

get this.

"Wow--" The surrounding audience made an uproar. Just now, the speed of Ninomiya's sword was too fast, and he almost didn't see it clearly.

Takahashi Tetsuya outside the court suddenly showed a pity expression: "It would be great if the knife just stabbed."

"Acheng is tired." At this time, Morning Nana said.

Based on Nana's understanding of Makoto Futaba in the morning, he should not have much energy at this time.

"Two knives should be more advantageous, right?" Takahashi Tetsuya asked.

Megumi Takahashi on the side pushed his glasses: "On the surface, the double sword is more dominant, but in fact, because of the fact that Cheng is holding one hand, he also spreads his arm strength to the two swords. It is not as fast as a single sword, and the double sword itself is a dual purpose, which consumes more energy, so it is not that the more swords, the greater the advantage.”

"How do you know so well?" Takahashi Tetsuya asked his sister in surprise.

"search engine."

……

Three wins and losses, and one more chance.

Futaba Makoto adjusted his breathing and planned to try again.

At this time, Ninomiya Ye, who was opposite, did not look tired at all. The arm holding the bamboo sword was very stable, and his breathing was not disordered.

"start."

Ninomiya Ye raised his sword and looked at Makoto Futaba, and found that his whole body was full of flaws at this time.

Is it intentional.

Ninomiya Ye did not attack rashly, but raised her sword and waited for the opponent to take the lead. She had never fought against the double-sword genre before, so in the first round, Makoto Futaba was so easy to win.

And Futaba Makoto didn't attack either.

Because he is tired.

Time passed little by little, just when everyone was waiting impatiently, Ninomiya's eyes suddenly sharpened, she stepped forward and lashed out, aiming directly at Futaba Makoto's abdomen.

not face?
Seeing how the other party changed his habit, Makoto Futaba immediately stretched out a short knife to pick it up.

"Snapped!"

The crisp slashing sound sounded, and Futaba Cheng suddenly realized that something was wrong, because the other party was not attacking his abdomen, but...

The referee on the side raised the white flag.

tiny hand!

"I was beaten!"

In kendo competitions, the face, throat, abdomen and hands are all effective striking parts.

"I lost." Ninomiya Ye took the lead in winning two copies, and Makoto Futaba slowly took off his helmet, but the students onlookers applauded and cheered loudly.

As the head of the Kendo club, Ninomiya Night is still terrifyingly strong, and Makoto Futaba's performance is not bad at all. At least he has won the respect of the surrounding classmates with his strength.

"Satisfied?" Makoto Futaba asked, looking at Ninomiya Night who also took off his helmet.

After all, Ninomiya's purpose is only to make himself lose face.

There was no smile on Ninomiya Ye's face at this time, but instead she stared at Makoto Futaba: "Student Futaba, come to Fengjihui's office later."

Shuangye Cheng didn't speak, and after seeing the other party's gaze stayed on him, he finally had to nod.

After seeing Futaba Makoto agree, Ninomiya Ye turned around and left.

After Futaba Makoto changed his clothes, he also returned to Takahashi and the others.

"Unfortunately, I thought you could take the lead in the second book." Takahashi Tetsuya looked like a pity,

"That kendo uniform is also quite handsome."

"It's dirty and smelly, you can try it on if you think it's handsome." Makoto Futaba smiled.

"That's fine."

Ninomiya Ye's defeat of Futaba Makoto didn't make any waves in the school, but Futaba Makoto's double sword style and the fact that he got this book from Ninomiya Night was beyond many people's expectations. In fact, Makoto Futaba is not without the possibility of winning.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Makoto Futaba carried his bag and came to the Fengjihui office again.

This time, he pushed open the door directly.

The windows in the office were open, and the curtains were blown by the cool afternoon breeze, accompanied by the girl's long flowing hair.

Ninomiya Ye stood by the window holding a bamboo sword in his hand, his face was expressionless, neither sad nor happy.

She has changed back to her school uniform, but her fierce temperament is still not weak.

"Here." Ninomiya Ye pointed to the sofa not far away after seeing Futaba Cheng come in.
"sit."

Futaba Cheng walked to the sofa and sat down. Seeing the steaming green tea on the table, he asked:
"mine?"

"Ah."

"I didn't expect you to make tea."

"Actually, it will also knock your head off with a bamboo knife."

Makoto Futaba picked up the teacup and took a sip, then took a peek at Ninomiya Ye, who had already walked over and placed his black bamboo knife on the table.

This woman doesn't want to do it here because she doesn't have fun, right?

Futaba Makoto glanced at the surrounding environment, looking for a wooden stick such as a mop and broom for self-defense.

Ninomiya Ye slowly exhaled at this time, and the next second, she made a move that surprised Futaba Makoto.

"I'm sorry for the rude words and insults to your master!"

She bent down and apologized sincerely.

"..." Makoto Futaba didn't expect this woman to apologize for this kind of thing.

After a while, he said, "Actually, it's me who should apologize. I accidentally saw something that I shouldn't."

"But Ninomiya-san, I didn't expect you to be so big because..."

Before Futaba Makoto could finish speaking, a bamboo knife slammed into Futaba Makoto's throat with a cracking sound.

"Tell me again!!!" Ninomiya Ye's face suddenly flushed, she covered her chest with one hand, and the other hand held the bamboo knife and pointed at Shuangye Cheng.

(End of this chapter)