They awakened the simulator memory!

As a result, he couldn't help but be cautious. He had agreed with his cousin that if they met in the final match, he couldn't be eliminated early.

Watching Yagyu Qingxian move slowly, Qing Shuiquan thought for a moment and chose to take the initiative to attack.

After 10 minutes, the game ended at 5:3.

Looking at Yagyu Qingxian who was half disappointed and half unwilling, Qing Shuiquan left the ring calmly.

Thinking of Yagyu Judan's care for Beichen Naomi-ryu over the years, he deliberately lowered his strength and gave away three points without leaving a trace, ensuring that Yagyu's little grandson would not lose his mentality because of one game.

After walking out of the ring and dealing with reporters, Qing Shuiquan returned to the bench and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

There are not many players left today, and the schedule is even tighter than yesterday. The next round of 2-to-1 group stage finals will be in half an hour. In such a short time, he is too lazy to run back and forth, so he just rests in the audience. meeting.

"Contestant No. 666 Mianme Satori, No. 4721 Nikaidou Taiga, please come on stage."

Hearing Mianmu Zuotiao's name, Qing Shuiquan opened his eyes, ready to take a look at the beauty of his disciple's granddaughter.

After a while, the game started.

After Qing Shuiquan looked at it with interest for a while, his eyes slowly fell on Mianmu Zuotiao's beautiful eyes that seemed to be out of focus.

Do you have a broad vision and excellent observation ability that is different from ordinary people?

A good talent. He is a genius who is born to be a breadwinner of kendo. If he carefully trains...teaches...teaches...teaches, he will definitely be able to rule a dojo in the future.

244. "Naughty children deserve spanking"

As for Museme Satori's opponent... I have to say that this one's luck is a bit bad.

The swordsmanship he practices is called "Nikaido Heiho". To be prepared, "Nikaido Heibo" is not a swordsmanship in the strict sense. It is a weird and terrifying way that combines swordsmanship, ninjutsu and hypnosis. Skills.

The techniques of "Nikaido Taira" are mainly to contain and restrain the opponent, and there are also many techniques to confuse people's attention.

It's a pity that none of these skills can be used when encountering Mianme Saotori.

The technique of confusing the eyes was completely restrained by the eyes of Mianme Satori, and the restraint and containment techniques were restrained by the agility of Beichen Narukami's two-sword style. From the beginning to the end, there was no point that could make a comeback.

In addition, "Nikaido Heipo" has the highest secret called "Heart no Kato". It is said that after this move is used, the opponent will be captured by the caster's gaze, lose the will to fight, become unable to move, and fall into a state of being slaughtered by others. situation.

It sounds very mysterious, but the only person who successfully mastered the secret of "Heart Side" was Sui Daikichi, the Lord of Matsuyama during the Warring States Period.

As for this Matsuyama Lord Sui Daikichi, he had seen him when he was Hiiragi Kiyoya. He had extremely subtle spiritual energy fluctuations on his body. He was not a pure ordinary swordsman. That move "Heart Side" was probably not a swordsmanship, but a swordsmanship. Shui Daji, the Lord of Songshan, got the spell from nowhere.

As for the specific spell, I can't say for sure. After all, there are many spells that can achieve that effect, and each sect has some.

After Qing Shuiquan looked at it for a while, he shook his head and closed his eyes silently to meditate.

This disciple's granddaughter is talented and has worked hard, but her temperament is a bit perverse. If the cat and mouse are the only way to win, this temperament needs to be tempered and taught.

Find an opportunity to talk to Mianmu about this matter.

.........

Not long after, Mianmu Zuotiao, who won 5:1, came to Qingshuiquan and sat down next to Qingshuiquan while humming a song.

She did not provoke Qing Shuiquan like before, but hummed a song to herself, but the content was a bit strange...

"Mom killed me and dad ate me."

"My brothers and sisters sat under the dining table, picked up my bones, and buried them in the cold stone tomb."

After humming one song, Mianmu Zuotiao hummed the next song without stopping.

"Solomon Grandi"

"Born on Sunday"

"Baptized on the Sun of Fire"

"Marrying on a Sunday"

"Getting sick on Thursday"

"Jin Yaori's illness worsened"

"Die on Earth Sunday"

"Sundays are buried in the earth."

"This is the life of Solomon Grandi"

......

"Lizzie Borden took the ax and gave Dad forty blows."

"When she realized what she had done, she slashed her mother 41 times."

.........

Song after song, Mianmu Zuotiao swayed his calves and hummed happily.

Listening to these dark nursery rhymes one after another, Qing Shuiquan's expression did not change at all.

After a long while, guessing that the game time was about to come, Qing Shuiquan opened his eyes and turned to look at Mianmu Zuotiao.

"I know your father."

"Oh?" Mianmu Zuotiao stopped humming and said disapprovingly: "Then what?"

Qing Shuiquan continued calmly: "I think there may be a slight problem with your understanding. I don't know your father in one way. Your father also knows me at the same time. I have your father's contact Fang Xi on my phone."

"Oh?" Mianmu Saotori raised his eyebrows, "So what do you want to say?"

"I recorded the song you just hummed. Do you need me to help you send it to your father?"

"?!!"

Mianmu Zuotiao's pupils shrank slightly, and then immediately returned to normal.

"Ahaha~~"

She smiled sweetly, "Just say it, what will happen if that old antique hears it?"

Saying this, Mianme Satori locked her eyes tightly on Qingshuiquan with her eyes that seemed to have no focus.

"Hehe~"

Qing Shuiquan smiled, withdrew his gaze and said no more.

Although Masao Mianmei did not fully educate his daughter, at least he still established the majesty of a father in her daughter's heart.

That's fine, as long as you can grab a small braid.

As for the recording... that was just for fun. He was wearing a kendo uniform and it was inconvenient to carry his mobile phone. The mobile phone was at Fumino's place.

"Contestant No. 666 Mianme Satori, Contestant No. 5433 Qingshuiquan, please come on stage."

After hearing the announcement from the staff, Qing Shuiquan got up and walked to the ring.

Behind him, Mianmu Zuotiao bit his lip and followed him with fierce eyes.

When he arrived at the ring, Qing Shuiquan stopped and said without looking back.

"I'll give you a chance. If you beat me, I'll record it for you and I'll answer your questions. Hahaha~ Miss Mianmu, please seize this hard-won opportunity."

"Ahaha~ I will."

Mianmu Saotiao put away the ferocity in his eyes and responded with a smile.

"Oh~"

Qing Shuiquan chuckled and stepped onto the ring.

Mianmu Saotiao did not hesitate and immediately followed.

"Game start!"

On the ring, as soon as the referee finished speaking, Mianmu Zuotiao rushed toward Qingshuiquan like an arrow from a string.

The new moon sets, the moon phases rotate, the moon falls and the flowers fold, the boundless wind and moon...

Although Mumeme Satori's offensive was not as seamless and continuous as Yukinoshita's, it was more fierce, with every move and style mixed with a fierce aura that made one's hair stand on end.

"The mood is good."

Qing Shuiquan was praising him in his heart, but he showed no mercy in his hands.

The sponge sword in his right hand hit Mianmu Saotiao's perky little butt at an extremely tricky angle.

"No~"

Mianmu Saotiao, who was in pain, couldn't help but groan.

Feeling the burning pain on his left buttock, a hint of evil flashed through Mianmu Zuotiao's eyes.

She clenched her swords tightly and her attack became more fierce.

However......

In front of the founder of Qingshuiquan, Mianmu Zuotiao was like a shaved white rabbit. He was fighting completely naked. All changes, all attacks, and all blinding methods were in vain.

When their bodies were intertwined, the sword in Qingshuiquan's hand hit Mianme Saotori on the buttocks again, this time on the right buttock.

Mianmu Saotiao was annoyed, and the ferocity in her eyes could no longer be concealed, but at the same time, she also realized that the gap between herself and Qingshuiquan was much wider than she imagined.

In a normal fight, she would never be Qing Shuiquan's opponent.

Thinking of this, Mianmu Saotiao calmed down.

Invincible?

Mianme Saotori tilted her little head, looking across the clear water spring at Yukinoshita in the audience.

The next second, Mianmu Zuotiao raised the corners of his lips and rushed towards Qingshui Spring again.

Just like before, even though she kept changing the path of her sword, the sword was still easily swung away in the end. Seeing the two swords in her hands sliding to the side, Mianmu Saotiao suddenly let go of the swords with a smile, and then...

He threw himself into the arms of Qingshuiquan.

245. "Slobber on fingertips"

The moment he saw Mianmu Saotiao pounce on him, three countermeasures immediately flashed through Qing Shuiquan's mind.

First, immediately slide back to two meters away to avoid Mianmu Zuotiao's embrace.

Second, slide back fifty centimeters to get the sword swing distance, and then swing the sword to open Mianmu Zuotiao.

Third, stay still and let the sleeping bird fly into your arms.

The countermeasures emerged, and Qingshuiquan analyzed them quickly without stopping.

The first option doesn't work. The distance between Mianmu Saotiao and him is too close. He can only open a distance of about 1.5 meters at most. And judging from Mianmu Saotiao's height and arm length, if she wants to, she can definitely do it. Grabbing his kendo hakama at the last moment.

Although his kendo hakama was tied very firmly, he didn't want to bet on whether Mezatori dared to rip off his kendo hakama on such an occasion.

The second option doesn't work either. Although with his current physical fitness and swordsmanship, he can indeed open a distance from Mianmu Saotiao, who weighs less than 50kg, but... she is his disciple and granddaughter after all, so it's not easy for him to do so. Such heavy hands.

After some analysis, Qingshuiquan stood there, looking calmly as Mianmu Zuotiao flew into his arms.

"Contestant No. 666 Mianme Satori dropped his sword and was charged with a foul."

"Player Mumeme Satori, please pick up your sword and return to the starting line."

The referee on the side reminded him dutifully, but Mianme Saotori completely ignored the referee.

When he threw himself into Qingshuiquan's arms, Mianmu Zuotiao stretched out his hands and tightly hugged Qingshuiquan's waist.

Then, she raised her thin neck and looked at Qingshuiquan, who was a head taller than herself, with a smile.

"Hey~ Mr. Shimizu, can you use your mobile phone for me for a moment? Just ten seconds, how about it?"

"What do you want from my phone? Delete the recording?"

"Hmm~"

"Haha~ No."

"Mr. Qingshui, are you sure you don't want to give it to me?" Mianmu Saotiao asked with a smile that never faded.

"No." Qing Shuiquan smiled politely.

"Contestant No. 666 Mianme Satori, please pick up your sword immediately and return to the starting line."

Seeing that the two people were still chatting, the referee reminded him again with an unpleasant look on his face.