I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately responded to him with a rather nonchalant tone, spreading their hands.

"I don't know. He's probably resting in some corner. Oh no, he's trying to save his energy. Besides, Hattori Heiji from the other team hasn't come either. I guess he's using the same tactics, right?"

"Not here? Then tell me who is the person sitting over there wearing protective gear with the word 'Hattori' written on it?"

"...You? You only know how to read, right? Do you want to open your dog eyes and see if that's the real person? Is that African guy that white?"

"Hiss~ It seems that what you said is true. So who is that person? I have never seen him in the competition before."

"He's probably a relatively talented new member. Who else could he be? Just look at that pretty boy's face and you'll know. He came here to do hard labor for the seniors and play two preliminary matches under the pretext of gaining experience."

"I guess so……"

The noisy environment in the competition venue made the students in the rest area not deliberately lower the volume of their conversations. The sound of voices drifted to the audience seats in the back, causing Ooka Hongye, who was sitting in the first row and was originally bored with her chin in her hand and almost in a daze, to blink.

She knew about Kaikata High School, and she also knew about Hattori Heiji.

After all, in previous Kansai Kendo Competitions, it was basically just these two schools competing for the championship until the end, and Hattori Heiji has been the new captain of the kendo club of Kaikata High School in the past two years.

Although I have no interest in kendo, I have to come because of my family status, so after a while I have almost understood it even though I don't like it.

But to say that there is a new face that has never been seen in Kaikata High School, and he is replacing Hattori Heiji...Huh? Could it be?

As if she suddenly realized something, Ooka Momiji turned her gaze towards the rest area of ​​Kaikata High School, and saw Serabelle, who had two bamboo swords beside her and was about to put on a helmet.

Sure enough it was him.

Before the Kyoto girl's eyes lit up, the referee's voice announcing the start of the third round of preliminary competitions resounded throughout the venue.

"The third round of preliminary competition will begin next. Please enter the venue and take your seats!"

Chapter 402 Hattori Shizuka is very satisfied

Hattori Heiji's preliminary round was in the third round.

In other words, it's Serabelle's turn.

"Come on, bro! Our goal is to win the finals!"

The rest area of ​​Gaifang High School was filled with the cheering voice of a certain tiger-fanged girl. Especially when she was waving her fists excitedly, at first glance, one might have thought that the family member of a contestant from Gaifang High School had come to the scene to cheer.

"Well... to be honest, if it really doesn't work, I can take over..."

Tanaka on the side still looked quite worried.

After all, letting someone who doesn't even know how to wear protective gear play in the game seems unreliable no matter how you look at it.

What's more, Serabelle is currently using the competition quota of their kendo club's captain, Hattori Heiji. If they lose, it would be equivalent to directly banning a captain-level combat force, which would be a huge loss.

"fine."

Serabelle tied the rope of her helmet behind her head, bent down to pick up the bamboo swords on the ground, held one in each hand, and turned her head back and forth.

"Then let's get started."

Although the timing of exiting the previous round is different, the time it takes for the next round of players to enter the game is the same.

There are dozens of groups of contestants on the field together. Logically, all weapons and armor should be unified, and everyone should look similar, just like the soldiers in a moba game.

But when Serabelle, an outlier with two bamboo swords and a style completely different from other contestants, appeared, she immediately captured the attention of the audience.

Wait a minute, how come a dual-wielding person suddenly appears?

Are you so confident in your wrist strength? Or have you watched too much Sword Art Online and think you are also Kirito?

This thought flashed through almost everyone's mind.

By the time Serabel arrived at the competition venue, his opponent was also in place.

Both parties were of similar height and build, and their facial features could not be seen through the helmet visors, so only the sound of talking could be heard.

He actually speaks with an Osaka accent that is quite rogue-like and has the air of a local Japanese gangster.

"Kurua! You actually came up here with two swords, who are you looking down on, bastard! Have you figured out how to get eliminated in the preliminary round and go home crying to your mom for milk?!"

"...Didn't you say I can't talk?"

Seeing that the other party was about to get more and more excited, Serabell couldn't help but remind him helplessly.

But unexpectedly, this sentence stimulated the other party even more.

"Can't talk? That's funny. Who told you that? It's just like that during the game. The referee hasn't announced the start yet. Besides, declaring war is also part of the game tactics. You don't even know this. You're really a rookie!"

"Well, then..."

Serabelle paused, then slowly uttered an English syllable.

“Punk.”

"What did you say?"

The Osaka thug didn't understand at first.

At the same time, the referee at the side of the field had raised his hand.

"Then both sides take your positions and get ready~!"

"It's nothing. Just forget it if you don't understand."

Serabelle shrugged and switched to Japanese.

"In Japanese, it probably means...waste."

"Nani!?"

The voice on the other end suddenly rose an octave. Although the specific expression could not be seen due to the mask, one could tell that the person was furious.

However, this high mood only lasted for a second before returning to normal.

I saw the other party's shoulders slightly raised and then slowly lowered, holding the sword with both hands and placing it in front of him, making the "straight-eye" gesture in kendo, and when he spoke again, his exaggerated tone had returned to calm.

"Don't worry, I'll make you get out in the first round."

"Ah."

Serabelle didn't even bother to argue with him.

The atmosphere between the two sides was tense, and at the same time, the referee's raised hand fell heavily down.

"start!"

The two words sounded resounding, and both sides took a fierce step forward at the same time.

"Xinei!"

The Osaka player roared, raised the bamboo sword in his hand and chopped it straight forward, which is the simplest "face-strike" action.

And Serabelle simply waved the bamboo sword in her left hand casually, drawing a smooth arc from bottom to top.

Snapped!

The two swords collided, and in the instant of their encounter, with the crisp sound of bamboo cracking, one of the swords was lifted high into the air, drew an arch in the air, and then fell to the ground like scattered paper.

Without giving the opponent who had lost his weapon a chance to react and stop, Serabelle twisted her waist and hips and thrust forward with the sword in her right hand. She simply stabbed straight into the former's forehead. It hit the metal shield of the helmet with a bang. The simple and rough huge impact force directly caused his center of gravity to shift backwards and he leaned back.

At the same time, launch the high-speed divine words.

"Your partner is actually a man."

The second strike, a cassock slash, cut from the opponent's left shoulder to the right waist.

"He's still hooking up with other men out there."

The third knife, flip the wrist and slash horizontally across the opponent's entire dantian.

"All those words I just said to you were lies."

After three slashes, the opponent fell to the ground with a thud, and the tip of the sword landed on his throat.

The three elements of hitting the effective parts, Qi He and Zanshin were all present, and in less than a second, all three points were taken.

The tongue-twisting contestant who had been talking big just a few seconds ago seemed to be stunned. Although he supported himself on the ground with his elbows, he did not dare to get up. He just stared blankly at the bamboo sword that was so close to him.

After maintaining this posture for a while, Serabelle, feeling that she had met the requirements for Zanshin, turned to look at the referee who was also stunned.

“…Is it okay?”

"Uh, that's enough, that's enough!"

It was not until the sound came that the referee came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream and raised one hand high.

"I declare that Hattori is the winner of this preliminary round!"

"Row."

After confirming the result of the match, Serabelle left after giving a brief reply.

The moment he walked away, he seemed to hear the referee muttering "Hey, damn it" behind him.

"One hand against two others, is Miyamoto Musashi reincarnated?..."

The perspective shifted, and when Serabel returned to the rest area, he was greeted with a warm hug from the tiger-toothed girl, as well as a look of astonishment from Tanaka, who had advised him not to make a substitution before the game.

"Speaking of which, Brother Sera, how did you manage to knock the bamboo sword away with one hand just now?"

What do you mean by how to do it?

Serabelle blinked in confusion and said, "Probably use your sword to chop the other person's sword head-on? Then use the force in the opposite direction to knock it away... probably."

"Of course I know that!" Tanaka snapped.

On the other side, Yuanshan Heye in the audience was also stunned.

"Is this true? I thought he would... No, it's not impossible for him to win, but is it really a dream that he can win so easily?"

"What's wrong, are you surprised?"

I heard Hattori Shizuka laughing softly with her hands covering her mouth beside me.

"That's for sure!"

Yuanshan and Ye didn't know how to describe it.

Although she was an Aikido player and had never practiced Kendo, or even held a bamboo sword properly, her childhood sweetheart did practice Kendo after all, so she had some knowledge of the theoretical aspects.

After all, the reason why dual swordsmanship is so rare in competitions is that human power is limited.

For example, if the strength of both hands of your opponent is 100, when you hold the knife with both hands and swing it, the force you exert is 150. Even if your strength in one hand is great, it may only be around 130.

With such a huge gap in attack power, a dual-wielding fighter might not only be unable to block the attack with one hand, but he might also become paralyzed because his defense is broken, disrupting the rhythm of the battle. Ultimately, he might end up being chased and hacked by the opponent with only one knife while holding two knives.

But when it came to Serabelle, the situation was reversed, and she easily defeated both of the opponent's hands with one hand.

What is this, a natural power? A power that can make bricks fly?

"Well……"

Hattori Shizuka smiled without saying much, recalling what happened that night at the Beika City Hall. Something seemed to be about to overflow from her narrowed indigo eyes.

She knew very well the reasons that led to this outcome.

To put it bluntly, on the one hand it is the most basic difference in physical fitness, and on the other hand it is due to the different sources of power when swinging the sword.

It's like one is holding a toy gun that fires BB bullets, and the other is holding a real 9mm caliber gun. The force used by both parties to raise and hold the gun cannot be said to be completely different, but it can be said to be a world of difference.

There is a saying that Kung Fu is the skill of killing.

How can a sword that only aims at scoring points defeat a sword that kills people?

Chapter 403 I have never heard such a strange request

After the preliminary round comes the preliminaries, then the third round, the fourth round... the top 16, the quarterfinals...

By the time Serabelle won the game again and entered the semi-finals, he was the only player from Kaikata High School returning from the competition.

Others either had bad luck or encountered strong opponents in the first few rounds and were defeated.

Either their own strength is not good enough, and they are defeated in the fight between two weak opponents because of a wrong move.

Highlight a process that is different but has the same outcome.

After returning to the rest area bench of Gaifan High School and sitting down, Serabelle turned around and looked at the high school students behind her who had made bold statements before the game and talked nonsense during the game, but were now silent after the game.

"... Could it be that all of you have been wiped out except me?"