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Chapter 296 White silk maid outfit, YES
Ninomiya raised the flag at night, and Futaba Makoto took the lead to win one.

"So fast, what just happened?"

"I don't know, I only saw Yiyan's knife flying out, and then Futaba got the money."

"What a quick knife."

While everyone was whispering, Yiyan Ding Zhen also bent down and picked up the bamboo knife on the ground, and then said hesitantly: "When did you make the knife?"

At that time, he only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and he unconsciously let go of the knife in his hand. Even when he just chopped it down, he thought that he would definitely get what he wanted.

"You can't even see my knife?" Makoto Futaba chuckled.

Perhaps hearing the meaning in the other party's words, Ding Zhen held back the anger in his heart, held the sword again and took a stance.

This time, he immediately opened the distance, and then moved his footsteps to try to see through Futaba Makoto's movements. He clearly felt that Futaba Makoto's swordsmanship was different from ordinary ones... Even his arm at this time It's so vertical that it doesn't even lift.

But with the lesson just now, he didn't act rashly, but kept looking for Futaba Makoto's flaws.

In the first performance, Ding Zhen is actually following the kendo of the small hand system, so he has more experience in hitting the opponent's small hand, but just now Futaba Makoto's flaw made him face to face, but in the end he was picked up by the bamboo knife .

Set foot, go all out, remembrance...

As soon as Ding Zhen stepped out fiercely, the bamboo knife in his hand slashed towards Futaba Cheng's wrist.

"tiny hand!"

His speed was very fast, but in the next second, Yiyan Ding Zhen's expression immediately froze, because even though his wrist was wearing protective gear, he still felt a dull pain.

"Bada." The sound of the bamboo knife falling to the ground sounded again, and then rolled slightly.

As soon as Ding Zhen turned his head.

again……

Out of hand?
Ninomiya Ye also had a strange look in his eyes, and then raised the flag.

two copies.

"Too slow." Futaba Makoto said, "Where do you have the courage to confront me?"

In kendo competitions, it is a serious mistake for the bamboo sword to be knocked away by the opponent. It is like fighting with other people's real swords, and your sword is thrown away. Without a weapon, you will undoubtedly be let go.

"Impossible, why is your speed so fast..." Yi Yan Ding Zhen muttered to himself, and then raised the volume——

"With such strength, why haven't I heard your name?!"

"Because I'm not a member of the Kendo Club at all." Futaba Makoto said, "Continue."

Yiyan Ding Zhen took a deep breath. At this time, his heart had already begun to fear the battle, because Futaba Makoto's strength far exceeded his expectations. It was as if he had just graduated from Xinshou Village, but met a world-class university student. BOSS is equally powerless.

Absolutely can't beat it.

The brain is reminding him repeatedly.

"Snapped."

There was another crisp sound, Futaba Makoto's bamboo knife mercilessly hit the opponent's headgear.

"Three books, Futaba wins." Ninomiya Ye said, Futaba Makoto took the lead to win the next round.

Perhaps it was because the strength was too crushing, and many of the onlookers looked at each other in blank dismay. They never thought that Yidan Dingzhen would be so vulnerable. However, some students asked whether it was because Futaba Makoto threatened Yidan Dingzhen, but some The students who usually like to watch kendo competitions quickly rejected it. It's not that Yiyan Ding Zhen is not strong enough. On the contrary, his speed and momentum when he strikes the sword are also quite good, but... Futaba Makoto is too strong .

It's a bit outrageously strong, and I'm afraid it has reached the professional level.

After a short rest of 5 minutes, the second round begins.

At this time, Ding Zhen's mentality was already in chaos, and he launched an attack recklessly, just wanting to win the round.

The mentality was messed up, and the breath would naturally not be stable. After parrying the opponent's attack, Futaba directly pierced the throat and took another book.

"continue."

Time passed slowly, and at this time, the other party took another book face to face. Ding Zhen's heart was already numb, and the knife began to hold tight and began to tremble slightly.

Because the opponent has already won the second round of the game, and if he wins another round, Makoto Futaba will win, and he will still be completely crushed.

He didn't even have the courage to resist at this time.

"It's good to win the next one." Yiyan Ding Zhen didn't want to win at this time, but just wanted to not lose so ugly.

But obviously, his revival had no effect. Futaba Makoto's saber mercilessly slashed at his face again, with such force that even the bamboo saber shattered.

"noodle!"

Accompanied by that crisp sound, Yiyan Ding Zhen's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground.

"Three books, Futaba wins." Ninomiya Ye said, and because two of the three games won, the third game was no longer necessary.

"Impossible...impossible...impossible, must be dreaming..."

After a while, Ding Zhen muttered to himself on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Ninomiya Ye slowly closed her eyes. She knew that this battle would definitely affect Yiyan Ding Zhen's heart, and she might even turn into a demon. Crushing without mercy, if you are a weaker person, I am afraid that you will never have the courage to take a knife again.

This is completely a blow to self-confidence.

"But this guy Futaba is so powerful, why didn't I find out?" Ninomiya Ye opened his eyes a little suspiciously.

In fact, it's not to blame Ninomiya Ye for thinking this way, after all, Makoto Futaba was beaten so hard by Miyuki's grandma that she couldn't even fight back during the few days of special training, so naturally she didn't know her true strength.

The girl's only impression is that Makoto Futaba's last amazing knife was approved by her grandmother.

"Aren't you convinced? I can give you another chance, and if you win, I will void the first two rounds." Just as Yiyan Ding Zhen was muttering to himself, Shuangye Cheng slowly raised his hand. The knife pointed at him and said, "Don't say I threaten you, with your strength, you don't deserve me to threaten you with any means."

In a word, the opponent's body was completely sprayed, and even Ding Zhen's mentality was seriously shaken when he played Ding Zhen.

"No...don't." Seeing the bamboo knife raised by Makoto Futaba, his voice even showed panic. He turned around and got up, squeezed through the crowd and ran out of the Kendo Department, "No!!"

Perhaps the appearance of running away was too shocking, and the surrounding students couldn't help but marvel.

"Futaba-san!"

"Acheng!"

Those who supported Makoto Futaba raised their arms and called out.

At this time, Futaba Makoto slowly took off the headgear, and then untied the belt on his body.

"That last sentence, did you say it on purpose?" Ninomiya Ye stood beside Futaba Makoto and asked.

The last sentence was undoubtedly the last straw that crushed Yiyan Ding Zhen's spirit.

"That's right, I said it on purpose." Makoto Futaba smiled, "I didn't want to do such a terrible thing, but he just poured dirty water on me, so it can be regarded as teaching him a lesson."

"Student Yiyan is very confident in his own strength. After this battle, I'm afraid there will be shadows in the future." After Ninomiya Ye finished speaking, he pinched the center of his eyebrows with a bit of a headache, "That's why I don't want you to duel, whether you win or lose , the results are all I don’t want to see.”

"Well, I know it will bring a lot of trouble to the Kendo Department. After all, he is also a special recruit." After Futaba Makoto finished speaking, he asked again,
"Ninomiya Ye, if it was me and him who made the choice, who would you choose to win?"

Perhaps Futaba Makoto's sudden question made Ninomiya Ye unable to react. The next second, she frowned slightly, and then glared at Futaba Makoto: "What do you think?"

"Okay, I still have to clean up the field of the Kendo Department for them to train." After finishing speaking, the girl left with her black bamboo knife in her arms.

She didn't answer, but Futaba Makoto already knew the answer.

As expected of my sister.

Futaba Makoto thought in his heart.

"Ah Cheng, you are too fierce. I didn't see clearly after several cuts. That guy knelt down immediately."

"Senior, amazing!"

Tetsuya Takahashi and others came over and said that although they all supported Makoto Futaba, they were actually sweating after knowing the strength of Ding Zhen who played the first role, and they didn't want Makoto Futaba to fail.

Futaba Makoto smiled slightly, and then noticed two 'Pikachu' beside him.

The next second, he looked to the one on the left and asked, "Xiao Dao, why are you wearing a doll costume?"

Perhaps it was because of being seen at a glance, Kojima Shoko who was hiding in the doll costume said a little unexpectedly: "Hey senior, how did you know I was inside?"

nonsense……

One big and one small, who can't see it?
"I think just shouting cheers is not enough to absorb the power of faith to cheer up the seniors, so I wear a doll costume like a perverted girl, which is more eye-catching."

"Do you think your vitality is bouncing?" Makoto Futaba couldn't help smiling, then reached out and touched the other person's head, "Thank you."

Shoko Kojima laughed, even through the doll costume, she could feel that she was in a good mood inside.

At this time, suddenly a fluffy little foot stretched out and kicked her.

"Hey!" Gong Baiyu was undoubtedly the one who kicked this kick, after pushing Shoko Kojima away, Gong Baiyu also stretched out his hood to touch his head.

Futaba Makoto had no choice but to reach out and touch it.

By the way, do you feel it through the doll costume?
Futaba Makoto thought in his heart.

"I'll fight with you!" Kojima Shoko screamed in the doll costume, and then directly fell on Miyabai Yuyou.

Two fat and round 'Pikachu' hugged each other and rolled around on the ground, pulling each other with their small hands, and kicking each other with very short legs.

"Okay, everyone is watching." Nana wanted to separate the two in the morning, but found that she couldn't do it.

"It's started again." Makoto Futaba smiled helplessly, "A doll costume worth [-] yen is really not enough for you to consume."

He still remembers that Nana damaged Gong Bai Yuyou's doll costume and was forced to act as a model to pay off the debt, but now the two of them are arguing and don't care about the damage to the doll costume.

In the end, their headgear rolled to the side, and they pinched each other's cheeks and refused to let go.

"Okay, that's it."

In the next second, Kojima Shoko, who was riding on Gong Bai Yuyou, was picked up by Futaba Makoto with one hand, and then clamped under his armpit.

"Senior, senior?!" Shoko Kojima was stunned for a moment, then shook his limbs shyly, "Put me down, I will be like a child, and I want the princess to hug me even more."

"No, if you fight in the Kendo Club, you will cause trouble for Ninomiya." Makoto Futaba said.

Shoko Kojima suddenly felt wronged: "Obviously she did it first."

Futaba Makoto also knew that it was Kojima Shoko who kicked first by Gongbai Yuyou, so he looked at the expressionless girl and said, "You too, Yuyou, apologize to Kojima."

Gong Baiyu held up the sign——

[ω｀) I kicked her uncontrollably just after receiving a mysterious force on my foot, but it has nothing to do with me. ]
"A mustache is useless." Makoto Futaba said bluntly.

Gongbai Yuyou seemed to be afraid that Futaba Makoto would be angry, so she had no choice but to stand up, and then bent down towards Kojima Shoko.

The sign in my hand changed the font at some point:
[()sorry. ]
"Well, it's more or less the same." Shoko Kojima stood up straight, and muttered in a low voice.

"Just reconcile, let's go, staying here will affect the training of the people in the Kendo Department." Makoto Futaba said, and the others also nodded.

Miyabai Yuyou and Kojima Shoko stood at the back, at this moment, Kojima Shoko suddenly found a note in his hand...

She glanced at Gong Bai Yuyou beside her with a strange expression, and then opened——

[∠("∠)_Dare to do it next time. ]
"I knew you wouldn't be so honest!!" Shoko Kojima frowned again.

……

After the duel, the live video footage seemed to be uploaded to the Internet, and it also received a lot of attention, but that's another story.

At this time, Makoto Futaba and the others packed up their textbooks early and left the school directly.

Because this afternoon, they have something to do.

Outside the school gate at this time, many passing students looked sideways, because there were two cute girls who were tall, tall, and almost identical in appearance standing by the roadside, as if they were waiting for something.

"Sister, you said we've all been waiting here for an hour, why didn't you send Brother Cheng a message to ask about the school time?" one of the quieter girls asked.

"It's not too late, and Brother Cheng might be busy with something." The girl who looked more lively said, "And we are standing here so eye-catching, in fact, we can exercise our ability not to be frightened. If we go to A bigger stage, that's important."

"Although that's what I said..." Tang Xiaoya muttered softly, then lowered her head and looked at her black lace maid dress, "Do we need to wear this kind of COS maid dress? I don't have a job."

"This is actually a long story." Tang Xiaoke also smiled.

Just last night, they received a message from Futaba Makoto. The general content is that Meilin Street has encountered some problems, which has caused the traffic to drop sharply. They asked if they could ask the idols from Muse Office to come here to carry out some activities , drainage like the last Tenjin Festival.

The person in charge, Suzuki Nan, agreed immediately, and also asked Tang Xiaoke to go to Futaba Makoto first, and arrange for him to be responsible for the rest of the event.

The twin sisters who have been training during this period rarely find time to come back. Of course they miss Xiaoxiongzhuang, everyone... and that person very much.

Even last night, Tang Xiaoke excitedly asked Shuangye Cheng how to arrange it and what clothes to wear.

Makoto Futaba only replied:
White silk maid outfit, YES.

(End of this chapter)