His current body was destroyed and he had no defense, and was directly hit by Taro Yamada.

Losing balance and falling to the ground.

This is a very embarrassing behavior to be beaten to the ground.

This is an absolutely effective blow, after all, skills have the absolute advantage.

"Go to win!"

The sound that Andao heard when he came was now repeated again.

Yu Matsui lost and felt deeply guilty for himself: "I'm sorry to everyone."

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Now it's time for Kanei Matsui to play.

But Taro Yamada said that he would not fight with women. It seems that he was prepared for a long time. He knew that because of the popularity of Matsui Kanei in High School, the women's group was particularly strong.

But in comparison, the men's group is not so powerful, so I took advantage of it.

"What a slippery Shibuya bastard."

Shogo Noda was so angry that he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for a round if he didn't go up, so he would definitely lift the sword and go up.

"Chionida Maitei's level?"

The few people following Yamada Taro were a little arrogant.

But the first few days of the Kendo Club were defeated, and the others could only serve food when they went up, so the students felt very distressed.

They didn't notice that Andaoyuan silently picked up the sword on the ground.

The next second, the aura around him became completely different. It was a sword belonging to China and a sword of survival.

Without showing a trace of sharpness, he was as gentle as the young master of the Moshang. At this moment, only Taro Yamada felt that all the auras in his body were locked.

But the others couldn't feel it at all, just as if they were watching Andaoyuan holding the bamboo sword.

"Let me, who doesn't understand kendo, compete with you."

He didn't speak loudly.

Shogo Noda shouted: "Master Andoyuan, bring protective gear when you are angry, don't take the opportunity to take the opportunity to make a bastard."

Andaoyuan smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry, he won't hit me."

The next second, the competition begins.

His figure turned into a ripples in the air. Taro Yamada met the person who had been practicing sword since he was a child and gave him the strongest sense of crisis.

It is even better than the old man Wunianliu who taught him to practice swords.

He was tense and suddenly swung a sword and slashed Andaoyuan.

It feels wrong!

He slashed out and found that it was only the afterimage of Andaoyuan for a second. The next second, his face armor had been tapped by the bamboo sword in Andaoyuan's hand.

Then he picked it up and his mask flew out.

This is a more humiliating way of defeat than Yu Matsui who fell to the ground.

"I lost, no, Zhuxun High School actually has a master like you, so why didn't you enter the final of the Yulong Banner last year?"

Yamada Taro lowered his head. A person like him who was rude and arrogant could not accept his defeat.

Andaoyuan silently put down the bamboo sword in his hand, and he was still so dull:

"The world in your eyes is too small, and your level is too low. How can the frog in the well talk about the distant sky? Besides, I am not a member of the Kendo Society, I am just a recorder of the student union."

He picked up the judgment record book of the club festival placed aside, and then slowly walked out of the Kendo Club.

I didn't care at all about the shouts of victory in the Kendo Club behind me.

"Win."

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The modern Japanese bow path is regarded as a classic of the country, together with the "Book of Rites·Shu Yi" and the "Shu Yu Xu" from the Edo period. What is important is not only the exchange of Chinese and Japanese bow and arrow skills, but also the acceptance and integration of the idea of ​​governing the country.

Miss Miyahara Chizuru was wearing a plain white bow costume, putting a white feather arrow on the bowstring with one hand, then pulled up with the other hand, and set off to shoot at the target in the distance.

The posture is very graceful.

The atmosphere here is more quiet than the Kendo Department, which is organized by the first generation of the two days.

He did not disturb the atmosphere here.

Just looked at President Miyahara.

Miyahara Chizuru, wearing plain white clothes, had some sacred beauty at this moment. Her graceful figure pulled the bowstrings, like Artemis under the moonlight.

Compared to Oda Kyoka, perhaps Chizuru is more like a witch who sacrifices a god at this moment.

After all, in ancient Tokyo, the witches of the big shrines were also chosen by the famous families. Of course, their knowledge of etiquette was much stronger than Oda Kyoka, who was so poor that he gave his part-time job in the shrine.
Chapter completed!