Indiscriminate male and female: starting from the school celebration singing big fish

The girl looked up at Ye Han, thinking what kind of bad luck this person has.

Ye Han himself didn't know what to say, the jade pendant that was kindly sent by others broke when he stayed on his body.

So Ye Han could only smile embarrassedly, "You amulet, don't you like me very much, haha."

Everyone laughed at what Ye Han said in a joking tone, and then they heard the sound of gongs and drums.

"Please take your place."

"First round."

"Ye Han, against, Takashiro Junsuke."

The referee shouted at the other end, and there were servants in the waiting room who would translate the words into different languages.

When Ye Han read his name in the cast, he had already set off.

He took a deep breath, walked into the screen, three.

Chapter 1450 : Nobody in sight! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

Chapter 1450 : Nobody in sight! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

Go to the white tent and accept the servants to fasten the armor.

Today's armor style is obviously different from the past.

Specifically, on the left side of the abdomen, the color seems to be a bit out of tune. Although it is also black, this one is obviously deeper.

Moreover, the armor in this position is obviously heavier than that of "[-]".

After a short thought, Ye Han understood that it wasn't that the Gaocheng family had done anything unfavorable to his armor.

Instead, it strengthened a layer of defense.

This location is where the Yankee was beaten yesterday.

At that time, the Yankee lay directly on the ground and slowed down for a long time before he could barely stand up.

Maybe this is the meaning of Junsuke Gaocheng. The people who will fight against Junsuke Gaocheng later will use enhanced armor to avoid being injured by Yan Hui.

Perhaps because he saw Ye Han's question, one of the servants explained.

"This is a special breastplate made yesterday. For the sake of the players' safety, this kind of armor must be used by those who fight against Mr. Gaocheng Junsuke." The servant's reaction confirmed Ye Han's conjecture.

The last time I had a positive relationship with Gaocheng Junjie was when I was in Shanghai.

At that time, Junsuke Takashiro came to travel, and he revealed two tricks by the way.

It was also at that time that the Stegosaurus competition first appeared in Ye Han's field of vision.

Today, after several months, the two finally met each other on the field. This was also the first time Ye Han faced Junsuke Kamakashiro head-on.

Through the white curtain, Ye Han came to the empty playing field.

At this time, the ground under the feet is already a little warm after being irradiated by the sun. Even in the morning, the air waves caused by the sun also bring a sense of unreality.

Every time Ye Han puts on the heavy armor, he feels like a rice dumpling tied up and thrown into the steamer.

Without exercise, there was sweat running down his forehead. Ye Han saw a fully armed swordsman coming out from the opposite curtain.

Junsuke Takashiro walked very casually, his eyes fixed on Ye Han's instep...

At this point, it is time to allow the audience to enter.

Although there are not many people in the lounge, once the audience is allowed in, you will find that the eliminated players will watch the entire game even if they want to continue spending money to stay here for a while.

The auditorium is full, and this is the state of the Gaocheng family after several days of increasing subtleties.

Ye Han cast a glance and saw Fang Jun sitting in the auditorium, still in the same sportswear, with the Qing sword on his back still on his body, and he hadn't taken it off.

The safety sword is also an unconditional gift given to the players by the competition. That is to say, as long as you sign up for this competition, you don’t have to pay 0.3 cents to the competition. If so, you can even make money.

After the two were in place, the referee raised the gong and drum in his hand high.

The two saluted each other with their swords, and kept their eyes on each other.

This is a kind of etiquette. While bowing, you must also stare at the other party, which means that I regard you as a certain opponent, so I am always on guard against you.

Chapter 1451: I bet the game will end in five seconds! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

Chapter 1451: I bet the game will end in five seconds! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

The old people in the circle may overlook this point, but in any case, being arrogant when saluting is not an act worthy of praise.

At that time, through Gaocheng Junsuke's eyes, what Ye Han saw was endless laziness.

Ye Han didn't know where this feeling came from, and he didn't know if it was because of his orientation. Junsuke Takashiro didn't seem to be looking forward to this duel very much. At this moment, the expression in his eyes was only lazy, as if he wanted to end it quickly Same.

Although this idea coincided with Ye Han's, because Ye Han didn't want to stay in these 25 steamer-like venues for too long.

But Ye Han tried his best to control his emotions, not letting any thoughts come out from his eyes.

"The eyes of both of them are so cold."

"I really envy people who are not nearsighted. I can't even see their faces clearly."

"I get the feeling that the two of them don't intend to fight for very long."

"Well, I bet the game will be over in five seconds."

"Pull it down, who doesn't want to test the opponent's sword? Three seconds..."

As soon as the audience's words fell, the clear sound of gongs and drums was heard on the field, announcing the start of the game.

After the sound of gongs and drums started, Ye Han assumed the eight-phase posture, which was the fastest posture to make moves.

Then, the lower body quickly moved forward and went straight to Junsuke Takashiro.

Just like a mirror image, Takashiro Junsuke is also in an eight-phase posture, and the same footwork is also moving forward quickly.

The game had just started, and the two contestants didn't make any attempts, but just walked straight to fuck each other.

The audience was stunned by this scene. No matter who it was before, they would try it a little bit.

After all, the rule of this game is that one sword will determine the outcome, and everyone is very cautious. After all, with this kind of rule, it is completely possible to imagine the weapon in the opponent's hand as a real knife, and the two of them

What is going on is a life and death struggle.

Under this kind of psychological pressure, everyone is very timid. To put it mildly, it is called looking for opportunities.

Outsiders may even think that the two of them are very funny, and no one dares to go up, just like two wretched rookies.

But when the opportunity arises, they are often unimaginably fast, vicious and deadly.

After all, all the pulls and tricks are for the last one.

At this time, the two people on the field directly gave up probing and pulling, and chose to directly hedge.

Are you in a hurry?

Ichiro Takashiro watched this scene from the organizer's seat, his eyes never left Junsuke Takashiro, and followed 403 all the time.

And the others are also holding their breaths, because the victory or defeat will appear in the next moment!

"The so-called swordsmanship is actually to use the correct condition to fire to cover the wrong condition reflex, Sanae, do you understand?"

Sanae felt as if she was floating in the air, her arms, legs, torso, and five senses all disappeared, leaving only her own consciousness, sinking alone under the strong weight.

She couldn't move even if she wanted to, the only thing Sanae could use to pass the time at this moment was one nonsensical dream after another.

But today the dream was very clear.

Chapter 1452 : Family Heirloom! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

Chapter 1452 : Family Heirloom! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

The floor is different from the modern red and blue foam boards, but uses a pure wooden structure, which is the best shock-absorbing material that can be thought of in ancient times.

The family dao was quietly sleeping in the scabbard, with the blade facing down, and was enshrined in the center of the dojo.

On the left and right, Sanae's parents were sitting next to Toto.

Sanae knew that the man in the black Taoist uniform with a vague face was his father.

"The so-called swordsmanship is actually to use the correct condition to fire to cover the wrong condition reflex, Sanae, do you understand?"

Faced with his father's education, Sanae instinctively wanted to answer: "Understood."

However, the self in the dream did not obey his will.

Sanae's state at this time is more like a bystander, a ghost floating in the air.

She could clearly see herself when she was a child, that pink little girl pouted with a fat face.

The father's words, logically speaking, are not something a child of this age can understand.

But Sanae did understand at the time.

I saw the young Sanae said angrily: "But in that way, isn't it against humanity'々?"

The mother, who also had a blurred face, covered her face and secretly smiled, poking her father calmly.

Sanae was a little lost in thought, because in her memory, her mother was sitting upright at the time, and she didn't see this warm scene.

Father took a deep breath, as if he didn't know how to explain it.

But then, the father moved his body, and picked up the knife next to him.

With a crisp sound of unsheathing, the hundred-year-old sword was pulled out.

The cold light shone, and the icy atmosphere covered the entire dojo.

At this time, the young Sanae thought that she had caused trouble, so she quickly sat down properly and glanced at her father's face secretly, but her big eyes couldn't hide these peeks at all.

"This knife was worn by the nameless ancestor, and it has a history of a hundred years."

Father held up his sword and said slowly.

"But in fact, its production process is quite crude. At that time, it was even used as a consumable. Generally, it would not be used after beheading two or three people."

"There are many knives of the same quality as it at the same time."

"But do you know why only this knife has become an ancestral knife?"

The tone of the father's words changed from cold to ordinary, and finally directly became persuasive and persuasive as in class.

Sanae, who was a child, also noticed at this time that his father was no longer angry and started to be funny.

The young Sanae raised her hand, "??〃I know! It's the wrong knife."

The father was taken aback for a moment, then sneaked over to his mother, whispering in a low voice.

Although the young Sanae stretched out her neck to eavesdrop on the content, she still didn't hear it.

Sanae, who was in a ghost state, sank slowly, listening to the conversation of her parents.

"Did you watch some TV series for her, and there was a plot about holding the wrong child?"

"Nonsense! And can you control your bad temper? It scares the children!"

"If I'm not serious, how can I bring Sanae into the Tao..."

"My child! As long as she is happy! You can't decide her future path!"

Chapter 1453: Abandoning everything, willing to throw himself into hell, and defeat the opponent! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

Chapter 1453: Abandoning everything, willing to throw himself into hell, and defeat the opponent! [Please subscribe, please customize! 】

This is a conversation where Sanae's memory doesn't exist.

But Sanae knew that although these conversations were all made up by her own brain.

However, the whispers between parents in the dojo this afternoon must have been like this.

Because from this day on, no one has forced him to learn swordsmanship to win glory for his family in the future.

All are voluntary.

Although not interested in swordsmanship.

But unfortunately, among my peers, my talent is the best visible to the naked eye.

There are rumors that the talents of Wuming Nijia's generation are limited, and the appearance of a genius is also accompanied by 407 and everyone else is mediocre.

Feeling this pressure, Sanae took it as her own responsibility and embarked on the path of swordsmanship practice.

After the parents' whispering was over, the father cleared his throat and began to continue.