Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

The confrontation in the men's individual competition is much more intense. Shirata Yuki's eyes wandered between several arenas. The more intense the elimination, the stronger the individual players who survived in the later stage, and the moves they played can also be seen differently. Most of the genres are the juniors of a certain swordsman.

The physical fitness of some high school students is actually similar to that of most adults, and the physical fitness of special students who participate in kendo clubs and judo is even stronger.

Well, Shirata Yuki couldn't tell what the specific genre was, but the kendo celebrities on the rostrum all saw it with gusto.

"It sounds like the Metropolitan Police Department."

"The moves in the No. 4 arena are students from your family, Kawamoto?"

Can go to the next few rounds, many of the students on the field are apprentices and grandchildren of the kendo celebrities present.

To win the confrontation is also to add luster to one's own genre.

Shirata Yuki thought of the dojo of the section chief's family. I wonder if there are any apprentices from Shimoshima's family among the contestants? However, what is the school of swordsmanship of the Shimoshima family, and what are their characteristics...

"Hey, the action is so clean."

Shirata Yuki looked at the fifth arena, his eyes lit up.

After the ceremony, the two students saw that the side of the red rope quickly stepped forward to attack, easily pushed aside the opponent's bamboo sword, and directly stabbed the throat.

On the battlefield, blood gushes out from the neck.

The second one came up with an imposing chopping down, pressing every step of the way, without giving people a chance to breathe. This time, the opponent learned to be smart. He used his sword to parry and kept retreating, looking for the enemy's flaws in the roundabout, but still He was taken away by a wave of red rope players.

In fact, there is no need to draw a sword, because in the next second, the oppressed player will be out of the round!

Clean and beautiful.

This should be a player capable of competing in high-end rounds, but I don't know which strong school he is from.

"Three, thirty-two strong."

Sweat broke out on Fu Chuan's forehead, and he kept drinking the mineral water in the bottle to relieve his tension.

As long as he can win this round, it means that Mizuno will enter the top sixteen, and if he can enter the top sixteen, he will leave his name on the field.

Seeing that Mizuno ended the fight with a piercing throat, Fu Chuan clenched his fists: "Good!!"

"The minister has won again!"

The girls of Adachi Kazuko also screamed in cooperation. In this area of ​​the rest area, Mizuno attracted enough hatred. Whoever asked him to leave the shopping mall, there would be a group of Yingying Yanyan cheering and screaming in cooperation.

It's at odds with the masculinity around you, and after going back to rest, the face after taking off the mask seems to be a bit handsome?

acid, citric acid.

"Come on, drink water and drink water."

Fu Chuan acted like a boxing coach, wishing he could put braces on Mizuno and pour tons of water on him.

"In this way, you have advanced from the top 32 to the top 16. This is already very powerful. Don't put too much psychological pressure on yourself. Of course, it would be even better if you can win."

Fu Chuan croaked non-stop: "After all, this time is a duel in several counties in the entire Tokyo circle. Chiba and Kanagawa counties have strong players. If it is the preliminaries in Tokyo, you may have already entered It's the quarterfinals."

This is their Adachi Kazuko's treasure. It's not his Fuchuan power, but a man who is about to retire who doesn't want to have a second career in his career. many.

The individual competition proceeded very quickly, and the champion and runner-up could be determined in one day.

NHK, which is serious about live broadcasting, has multiple camera positions in the arena. The No. 1 TV station in China is not just kidding. Although the arena is messy, under the command of the director, each camera position is presented on the live broadcast screen. Very organized.

When the seeded players are on the stage, they will shoot the seeded players, and when they are tired of watching, they will take pictures of Shirata Yuki on the rostrum to ensure that the audience will not be bored too much, but because of the lack of contrast, it is still boring.

"Hey, a lot of girls."

The director cut to camera F, and the cameraman focused on the screaming Adachi Kazuko girl group.

In the gymnasium full of male hormones, this is indeed a breath of fresh air.

"ah!"

No. F captured the screams of the girls when Mizuno won the victory, excellent youthful material.

However, just as Mizuno came down from the arena and was about to enter the shooting range, the camera turned away immediately, and a dialogue and discussion between the anchor and the kendo masters began on the TV station, to popularize kendo knowledge to the audience in front of the TV.

Just like not every Chinese person knows kung fu, and not all islanders are ninja warriors. It’s not enough to just watch the excitement, and professionals have to point out the skills.

"Oh no."

Hu Shijian looked at the battle table that had just been released, with a bad expression on his face: "The next opponent is Ninomori."

"In the just-concluded Tokyo qualifiers, he won second place in the individual competition. He is a strong opponent."

After Hu Shijian said this, Fu Chuan was also anxious, but he still forced himself to be calm and said: "Those who can reach the top 16 must be selected, and the rest, I guess, are also from the preliminaries of the counties. Seed players, don't worry, Mr. Mizuno has proven his strength along the way, all we have to do is trust him."

"Do you see me nervous? Not at all."

No, Hu Shijian didn't have the nerve to say that Fu Chuan was obviously nervous after saying such a long series of words, and there was no water in the mineral water bottle, so don't drink any more!

"In the third arena, Adachi Kazutaka Mizuno Sora, against, Ikubunkan II Moriryu."

"Both contestants, please get ready."

An old man in kendo uniform on the rostrum smiled: "This is your grandson, Ninomori."

"Haha, it's my family's disappointing grandson." Another old man with white hair and shining eyes nodded with a sigh.

"Walking like a dragon and a tiger, it is obvious that you have worked hard."

"Hey, don't talk about it, he's just a guy who didn't live up to expectations. He didn't win the championship in the qualifiers by one point, but I was so pissed off, but fortunately, he entered the national competition in the team competition as a general. "

"It's still too weak to lose the name of our Ninomori family."

After such an undisguised act of coercion, there was an exchange of blows on the rostrum.

"The other side seems to be a dark horse, but it's about the same at this point."

"The Ninomori family is best at sharp attacks, haha, I don't know how many rounds the opposing player can parry."

"The champion in the Tokyo qualifiers hasn't been eliminated yet. If we meet next time, it will be another fight between dragons and tigers."

Mizuno?

I have never heard of any famous kendo with this surname. Since he has made it this far, he will not be a wild student, but a well-behaved student trained by some dojo.