Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Chapter 477: That's Really Powerful (Part 3)

Twenty minutes later.

In the gathering area of ​​Adachi Kazuko, Mizuno looked into the distance, and Hui Lu was doing chopping movements, recalling the details of the battle on the field just now.

"Student Lu Tian's sword just now was really powerful, it was as fast as the wind, and almost cut off the guy opposite him!"

"You're not bad either, my blood boils with that knife, the demeanor of a sword master."

"Haha, that's Juanxia, ​​who I've worked so hard to train, and I just want to surprise you on the court."

"Student Hui Lu's swordsmanship is really deadly, and he scored two points for the kid on the opposite side."

Adachi Kazuko's kendo club members chatted shoulder to shoulder about the battle just now, all of them blushing.

Recalling the turbulent years of the past, a battle has yielded a lot.

"As a substitute member like me, I'm looking at the ocean and sighing." Qing Shanda also distributed drinks to the team members, "It's still far from everyone's level."

"Haha, don't be humble, there will be competitions in the future."

There is a joyful atmosphere among a group of members, a pleasant outing.

"Is this still far away?" Just as a group of students were bragging to each other, Principal Fu Chuan's voice suddenly sounded.

That ghostly and devilish loud voice made Qingshan and the others feel tense, and they turned their heads tremblingly.

Where is the posture of the victors, all of them bowed their heads, frosted eggplants.

"Ah, it's amazing, that's really amazing." Fu Chuan blew his beard and stared, his usual elegant and easy-going look was absent from his face.

"Except for Mizuno who won at the beginning, you all lost one after another!"

"If you lose, you're still here to brag about my business. If you don't know, you think you've already won the championship!"

"Hui Lu is okay. He is fighting against Xiao Xie, who is the 16th place in the individual battle of the qualifiers. The opponent is a person who has practiced swordsmanship since childhood. It is already very good to win by two points. Look at you, ah, you are really good. People will be sent out with three points!"

"There is no strength to fight back!"

"The last one, Feicun, right? He didn't even have a chance to play, just because the previous three lost in a row and were directly eliminated."

The more Fu Chuan talked, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more he wanted to talk.

It is not the Showa Era now, otherwise he could hold the ruler to consecrate this group of students.

"It's amazing, a one-day tour, no, a half-hour tour, and I was eliminated by others in the first round!"

Fu Chuan's mouth opened, saying that the members of the Kendo Club would penetrate into the center of the earth.

A member of the substitute team said sincerely: "School, principal, Toryu Shinozaki on the opposite side is a strong school in kendo, we can't win..."

What he said was also true. Within the scope of Tokyo City, Metropolitan Shinozaki was barely considered a second-rate echelon, and the Kendo Club also had results in some competitions, much stronger than Adachi Kazu.

But at this moment, Fu Chuan couldn't listen to these words: "A strong school in kendo? Is this a strong school in kendo? Then if you encounter Guoshiguan, Yuwenguan, Qingmei Comprehensive, Ming Dazhongye, will you just admit defeat on the spot?"

Sure enough, it's not enough to count on crooked ways, and it's time for him, Adachi Kazuko in Fuchuan, to recognize his status.

The kendo hall should be restored to a gymnasium, and the kendo club should just be swept into the trash can.

Life is boring, just wait for retirement honestly, um, work it out and get promoted to a leisurely position when you retire, and get more pensions.

Hu Shijian was speechless at this time, and the strong man looked at the games that were going on around him, feeling panicked.

In fact, he trained Adachi Kazuko well enough. A group of students with no foundation had a month of intensive training.

According to the normal situation, for example, if you encounter some kind of Lianma High School or North District High School, you can easily win, maybe you can have two rounds, and if you are lucky, you will have three rounds.

But who would have guessed that the first time they met, they met a second-rate team and were beaten up on the spot.

God won't wait... No, if you lose, you lose, and you can't blame others.

After scolding everyone in the Kendo Club, Fu Chuan looked at Mizuno, and his eyes softened.

Although he doesn't know swordsmanship, he saw Mizuno's performance on the court just now, and he directly "strike out" the opponent cleanly.

The smooth and flowing battle is pleasing to the eye, with the demeanor of a master, a piece of precious jade.

Let’s do this simple conversion again—because Hui Lu is slightly weaker than Xiao Xie, Hui Lu is far weaker than Mizuno, so Mizuno is bigger than Xiao Xie, and Xiao Xie can get good results in the individual competition in the qualifiers.

Therefore, Sora Mizuno can get better results in the individual competition!

The logic holds.

Reasonable!

"Mizuno-san, the future individual competitions are all up to you!" Fu Chuan changed his face like a book, "You are the hope of our school!"

Mizuno sighed and nodded. Although he had never put any effort into this kendo club, he was still a little disappointed to be eliminated so easily.

"Hey, just leave it to me."

Today there will only be two rounds of competition a day, quickly screening the scum from more than one hundred close to two hundred schools, tomorrow will still be two rounds, and the day after tomorrow will determine the winner in one go.

Naturally, the subsequent competitions could not be held in the Budokan at the same time, it was messy, without the atmosphere of a martial arts competition.

At that time, instead of recording and broadcasting, it will be broadcast live on TV to inspire people all over the country to learn kendo with enthusiasm.

It's a pity that all the excitement afterwards has nothing to do with Adachi Kazuko and the defeated dogs, and they don't even have the face to stay and watch the battle.

Outside the Budokan is not only Adachi Kazuko, but also other school groups who want to come to pick up the leaks. Most of the defeated dog groups are gloomy.

But among these people, there are also students with a good mentality. After being defeated, they are not discouraged. A few of them happily took a group photo with their mobile phones, or waved the school's flag, which is similar to the momentum of a champion.

"Country bumpkin." A student of Adachi Kazu High showed the contempt chain of Tokyo people.

Looking at the school uniform style on his body, he is from the rural school below. He has never been to Tokyo, and he has never seen the prosperity here.

Although our Adachi District is unbearable, it is compared with other districts.

Thinking of this, I feel a lot more comfortable, and I just recovered from the frustration on the field.

Looking back at Tokyo Budokan, the members of the substitute team said: "I will definitely come back!"

There were hot tears in his eyes, his voice was trembling, like a hot-blooded man.

"Hmph." Fu Chuan snorted coldly, "Did you pass by here on your way home after school?"

The member who was punctured chuckled and shrank his neck.

"All of you, start now, walk me back to school!"

Fu Chuan stared at the group of students: "I have already canceled the car I had contacted!"

"ah?"

"It's going to be hot."

The members of the Kendo Club were downcast and shouted no.

"Students, don't admit defeat, let's keep exercising, let the body remember today's shame, and meet the challenge with a stronger posture!" Hui Lu didn't have the slightest sense of failure. He bared his teeth and took the lead in running.

"The principal said go, not run."

"Are you Shuzo Matsuoka?!"

"By the way, Mizuno-san, come on, I'll drive, let's go back to school together."

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