The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

The winner of this tournament will have the opportunity to become one of the Four Heavenly Kings, which means they will replace Delta-sensei, who is currently serving as White Tiger. They will also have the opportunity to fight against the other Four Heavenly Kings and even the Grand Master himself!

“Go ahead——!”

"come on!!!"

"Don't lose!"

*Intense fight scene*

"After a fierce battle, the final winner finally emerged. He is the eldest son of a martial arts family with a history of over three hundred years, a descendant of the legendary Middle Eastern swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, and the strongest male high school swordsman who won the championship in last year's Jade Dragon Flag finals by defeating five opponents at once—Jukiji Ryuma!"

No, seriously, what's wrong with you? There are so many complaints that Ping Xin doesn't know how to complain for a while.

Putting aside the question of why Miyamoto Musashi's descendant wasn't named Miyamoto, but was named Jukija and wasn't good at unarmed combat, is Niten Ichiryu also Nito-ryu? And why is Yagyu Shinkage-ryu your strongest skill?!

However, this weakness is only relative. His bare-handed combat skills are also remarkable and his style is unique. Judging from his eyesight and speed of attack, he can probably perform advanced moves such as sword-less attack (which can be understood as the Eastern version of bare-handed attack).

So, his hair is naturally green, not dyed? Ping Xin is increasingly curious about this guy's family tree. But everyone else has natural black hair or dyed yellow, with the most flamboyant being a few guys with "Shamatte" highlights. Why does your style seem so out of place?!

*The hair color is the same as the One Piece character Roronoa Zoro. I’m too lazy to think about it so I’ll just assume it’s this (

"Ten Demon Snakes, Ryuma, are you willing to become one of the Four Heavenly Kings and become the tiger that protects this pure land?"

Seeing Hirayuma stand up and walk in front of him, Jukiji Ryoma was extremely excited and knelt on one knee on the spot, like a knight waiting to be crowned by the monarch.

"Yes, my lord. I will serve you till death!"

Phew—this guy actually calls himself "Zixia," which gives people an inexplicably cool feeling. Add to that the attributes of being a loyal minister and a swordsman, and the fashionable value is simply maxed out.

*In another novel, he might be the protagonist.

Ping Xin felt a little jealous for no reason. In fact, he had also thought about trying some high-fashion configurations, but it was a pity that those weak "impure things" were ultimately no match for his well-trained body.

"But... I have one condition - please fight me once, Lord Pingxin!"

"Hey, hey, that guy is really desperate!"

"Is this true? There are actually people who dare to challenge the Grand Commander?"

"I've heard he's a sword fanatic, and now I see it's true!"

"..."

Everyone present was talking about it, some were surprised, some were contemptuous, some were watching for fun, but no one was optimistic about him, not even Jukiji Ryoma himself.

"quiet!"

As soon as Ping Xin said this, his voice resounded throughout the room, and everyone fell silent.

"You don't have to have dreams yourself, but you can't laugh at other people's dreams. Only those who dare to dream have the chance to realize their dreams. Those who don't dare to think won't even have the chance to try, you bastards!"

After the lecture, Heishin said to Juukisu Ryoma: "Are you sure, Ryoma-kun?"

"Yes - please fight with me!" Jukiji Ryoma was extremely excited. For him, nothing could make him happier than being recognized by the person he admired.

"Um... no."

"Eh--?!"

Ping Xin's voice was carried by the wind throughout the entire arena, and everyone was extremely surprised. Could it be that the great commander who could fight against thousands of enemies alone and still remain unscathed was actually afraid?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"I can fight you, but you have to use a real sword."

"A real sword?... I see."

"It seems you've made up your mind... Very good, then the second condition - I want to fight four of you, which means I want to fight all of you, the Four Heavenly Kings, by myself."

"Everyone...everyone!" The host on the side couldn't help but scream.

"Everyone, the chief said he would fight all four heavenly kings by himself. Is this the confidence he possesses as the absolute king? The confidence of the strong is truly enviable!

Then we'll go on for a commercial break and then we'll be right back—"

A 3-minute-long, very cool card-playing advertisement with special effects was broadcast on the four large screens above that were connected to high-speed cameras, but these bad guys, who admired the strong the most, had no intention of watching it.

Do they want to see Pingxin fight?

I miss you, I miss you very much, I miss you so much!

At this moment, in the background——

"Thank you so much for accepting my challenge. I will serve you wholeheartedly."

"Uh—you should get up first. We don't do those feudal dregs here."

Seeing Juukiji Ryoma suddenly kneeling in front of him, Pingxin felt the pressure on him suddenly doubled.

"Anyway, try this sword first. It's a modern Muramasa sword, but it hasn't been named yet. Next."

Ping Xin casually threw the samurai sword in his hand over, while the former was in a panic and did not look like a master at all.

"Shh-"

Untying the rope and pulling the blade free, a chilling light shone from the scabbard. The blade was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting a cool brilliance like the moonlit lake reflecting the two people present. The moment the sword was unsheathed, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.

"Thank you, my lord, for the sword... What is this?"

Seeing Pingxin take out another shorter wakizashi, Jukiji Ryoma was puzzled.

"You actually know how to do it in two days, right? Then use it."

"But......"

"Isn't it that as a descendant of a branch family who has lost their family name, you can't use Niten Ichiryu or open a dojo? This is very simple - all you have to do is become a member of the main family. After that, I will arrange for you to travel to various countries. When you return after completing your studies, you will challenge the dojo one by one. Once you become the symbol of Niten Ichiryu, then you will be 'orthodox'."

"...Yes! I will definitely—"

"Hey, hey, don't be so anxious. I have conditions on my side. I never do business at a loss."

Ping Xin waved his hand. He couldn't deal with people who were too frivolous, but he couldn't deal with people who were too serious either, unless they gradually became stupid like Hikawa Sayo and Minato Yukina before.

"Although I like women, but..."

"Pfft—cough cough...I like women too. No, who told you that?!" Ping Xin spat out a mouthful of water.

He actually beat Ping Xin to the point of vomiting water without even a single blow?

Juuki Snake Ryoma, you are so powerful!

"Is that about the competition later? Although I have sworn allegiance to you, there are still things that go against martial ethics..." Longma hesitated to speak.

"Ryoma-kun, are you truly a descendant of the cunning tactician and swordsman Shinmen Musashi no Kami Fujiwara no Genshin? And this 'never violate the moral code of the martial arts world', are you a descendant of the great hero Guo? You're far too naive and honest... Quite the contrary, I won't ask you to hold back, I'll ask you to use all your strength! No... Who told you that? I was talking about conditions, conditions!"

"Yes, please tell me. I will go through fire and water and die for you!"

"Well, break this crutch—remember to use your thigh and knee!"

Ping Xin pulled out a black, Western-style cane from somewhere. It looked like it was made of pretty good material. Could this be... some kind of special test?

Although he didn't understand what Hiranobu was trying to do, a true warrior only needed to follow his lord's orders! So, Jukiji Ryoma followed Hiranobu's instructions, shouting, "Then I will swear allegiance to you," and broke the cane.

Honestly...it was surprisingly enjoyable. Maybe I could try incorporating kicking techniques into my swordplay later.

*Jyuuki Snake Ryoma had a flash of inspiration, and thought that this idea might be useful in swordsmanship training.

"Oh, by the way, don't fight with these two swords later. I'm afraid they'll break you."

Ah, this...

You can't be that exaggerated, Sir? You can even destroy this super alloy made with modern technology with your bare hands. How can you still be considered a human being?!

"...Yes, I understand."

Although he had a fifty-fifty split of trust and doubt in his heart, Juuki Snake Ryuma still followed his master's orders.

At this point, the 3-minute intermission (advertising) time ended, and the five people returned to the ring in the center of the arena. As the five people appeared, cheers continued in the arena.

"Then I will announce the rules again -

This battle has no time limit and will not stop until all four kings are defeated or the chief is defeated. In addition, the sandy ground of the arena is littered with various weapons, and -

The Four Heavenly Kings can use them at will, but the Chieftain can't! How confident is that? Remember, we just demonstrated real swords, tranquilizer bullets, pistols, and other weapons live on the field, and each one was a powerful weapon capable of easily defeating the enemy!

There are no other restrictions. Whether it's provoking, sneak attacks, or outnumbering, you can do whatever you want the moment the battle begins. The only way to end it is to defeat or be defeated! Before the match begins, let's cheer for them and encourage them!

"oh--!!!!!!!"

"Big Commander, we love you!!!"

"The little sister in the jacket should also cheer up and don't get beaten too badly!"

"Suzuki Katsuo, Jukiji Ryoma, show your manliness!!!"

"Let's get started soon, we can't wait!"

"Okay, then the game begins!"

"Duang——!"

With the referee's loud gong at the edge of the ring, the match officially began.

"Oh my... To my surprise—except for Suzuki Katsuo, who was facing off against the captain, the four kings scattered in all directions at the first moment to search for their long-selected weapons?!

"Look at our king, the great commander, Hein Nobuhiro. He actually... he actually stood there with his eyes closed, resting. Isn't he worried at all? This is what it means to be strong!"

"The great chieftain has the most invincible mouth in the world!"

"The commander-in-chief will definitely defeat the Four Heavenly Kings, definitely!"

"Go ahead, show the commander your ambition!"

Suzuki Katsuo felt apologetic when he saw Hirashinobu with his eyes closed. On the surface, he was the one defending Hirashinobu, but in reality, Hirashinobu was just letting the ball flow. He said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Sensi (teacher), we had no choice but to choose this method to challenge you."

Unexpectedly, Ping Xin opened his eyes angrily and said, "Shut up! Are you insulting me?! A battle is a fight to the death. Whether it's sharper and more advanced weapons or conspiracies and schemes, they are just part of the struggle. Since it is, then it is allowed!

Showing mercy is something I, the [strong one], should consider. You [weak ones] just need to attack with all your might! Now I'm about to move, how are you going to stop me?!

Hirayuki walked leisurely, his hands in his pockets, looking as relaxed as if he were strolling around his neighborhood after dinner. But Suzuki Katsuo, standing across from him, didn't dare to relax for a moment, maintaining a proper distance from Hirayuki while constantly changing his stance to avoid being caught.

"Haha, why don't you attack me? Is this all you have to offer even after all your hard training? Well, let me pass—"

There was a playful smile on Hirashin's face. Under the gaze of nearly a thousand people, Suzuki Katsuo's psychological pressure continued to increase. He was too thin-skinned and eventually fell into Hirashin's psychological tactics. Now that his energy was locked, he was in a complete disadvantage!

"...Perhaps some people don't recognize me, just like you, my teacher, do now. But at the same time, so many people trust me and believe that I have the potential to become a great leader. How could I retreat in front of so many followers and admirers?

Now, let’s fight b——”

After "dissolving" (relaxing) the muscles in his body to the extreme, Ping Xin suddenly burst out with an ultra-fast speed that could not be captured by the naked eye and even a high-speed camera could only capture a blurred image. In just a moment, he arrived in front of Katsuo Suzuki and lightly hit the latter's chin.

It takes about 0.3 seconds for the human brain to issue a command and for the body to execute the command. So as long as an attack is made within 0.3 seconds, it will be an irresistible "killer move"!

"You talk too much. Harsh words are meaningless unless they are used to establish an advantage—"

"He fell down! Just one blow, the chief knocked down Suzuki, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, with just one blow!" The host shouted in surprise, and the whole venue was boiling.

"The Great Commander easily insulted the Four Heavenly Kings. The Great Commander is invincible!"

"Suzuki, can he still stand up?! Oh!!! He actually stood up?!"

"Good job Suzuki, let the chief see the bad ambition!"

"Come on, big brother with big muscles!"

"The big boss will definitely defeat the Four Heavenly Kings? In seconds!"

Chapter 6: Dissipation

Suzuki Katsuo struggled to his feet, then collapsed again. Hira Nobuyoshi's blow to the jaw had displaced his brain, causing a mild concussion. This concussion had completely robbed him of control of his body, leaving him numb as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling all over him.

Regardless of will, the brain is the absolute weakness of humans or humanoid life forms. Even nearly immortal supernatural beings like vampires cannot avoid it!

"She can actually stand up for a split second. Isn't that quite impressive... Okay, this is lesson one, listen carefully everyone. The human body definitely has weaknesses. With the right technique, even an old woman can easily defeat a two-meter-tall man. That's technique, that's the meaning of martial arts. So, you all need to study hard, ok?"

“Yes——!!!” The atmosphere in the venue was extremely heated, so heated that it could burn people.

"...Okay, now it's your turn to l——"

Ping Xin turned her head to avoid the hidden gun that Meganelle aimed at her head. As a game master and combat maid, she naturally knew how to quickly knock down her opponent, but she didn't expect that she could be dodged by the sneak shot from behind.