"Snapped!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" The last disciple fell down wailing while holding his stomach.

Kitahara Akira puts down his wooden sword and calls it a day

"Kitahara-kun" Yukinoshita Yukino handed over a handkerchief

"Thank you"

Kitahara Xiao took it and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Looking around, most of the dozens of disciples who were originally planned to be there were lying on the ground wailing.

Listening to the wailing coming from all around, Kitahara Akatsuki felt nothing in his heart.

It's not that he is cold-blooded. It's just that he sensed the malice emanating from the first challenger named Fujimoto.

Although I don't know why it comes from, this malice is real.

Furthermore............

Kitahara Akira looked up and met Fukichi's eyes on the second floor.

This old guy has been staring at him since he entered the door, and he does not hide the malice emanating from him. It is hard not to think that he has bad intentions.

Adhering to the idea of ​​"strike first and you'll be stronger, strike later and you'll suffer", Kitahara Akatsuki sent out sparring requests to other disciples in the Fukiri Sword Hall one by one and defeated them all.

He would even pretend to be out of breath after defeating someone with his sword and challenge the next person, just to prevent them from running away.

It turns out that this is quite effective

Seeing that Kitahara Xiao was about to die, those guys all rushed forward to fight, even though the previous one was easily killed in an instant.

The main point is the gambler's mentality of "what if he is just holding on and is about to fail?"

Kitahara Akira knocked down his opponents one by one, until only a few were left who were too scared to fight.

To be honest, this kind of battle is actually very difficult for Kitahara Akatsuki.

He had to carefully control his strength in order to kill the opponent in a seemingly reasonable way.

Otherwise, with his B-rank strength, if he hits the opponent, at best he will be in the ICU, at worst... Hehe, it really tested his concentration.

But thanks to the feeding of these "experienced babies", Kitahara Akira also successfully stole some of the sword techniques of the abdominal cutting school and integrated them into his practice.

Especially the strongest disciple under Fukasaki, who is about C-

Kitahara Akira deliberately pretended to be unable to resist, so that the opponent would think that he had a chance to defeat him and use all his moves with all his strength.

When Kitahara Akatsuki killed the opponent whose value was exhausted, Fukusaki's face turned black like the color of his African cousin

But Kitahara Akatsuki was not panicked at all. Could it be that Fukuri, as a formal member of the Sword Saint Society, could have the nerve to fight him?

Second floor

Fukuchi stared at Kitahara Akira below with a dark face.

He grasped the fence with both hands and inadvertently exerted force, causing the pure wooden fence to dent downwards and leaving a clear handprint.

"Tap, tap, tap" a chaotic sound of footsteps came from the corridor.

I don't even need to look back to know who it is.

"It seems to be quite lively outside?" Ri Lun asked. A man in a dark green suit and a mustache followed behind him.

The three people from Iai-an and Yotsuya Miko followed closely behind Atomic Samurai.

"Oh?" Atomic Samurai leaned on the fence and looked down with interest. "Challenging? It doesn't look like it~"

When Yotsuya Miko defeated the Fukasaki disciple, he noticed that the other party's expression was not right. Now he saw Kitahara Akira, who had a good relationship with Yotsuya Miko, and it was easy for him to connect the cause and effect.

"Humph! He's just a little brat who doesn't know his place." Fukiri said disdainfully.

Atomic Samurai smiled, he was too lazy to expose the other party's disguise

Hiruzen rubbed his chin with golden eyes, "Such strength..."

At the age of a teenager, he can easily defeat dozens of elite disciples in the Fukuchi Gymnasium. Such strength undoubtedly makes him a rare genius!

Hinari, who was originally somewhat jealous of Atomic Samurai, also showed a strong love for talent at this moment.

But he still has some concerns

After all, Kitahara Akira is a friend of Yotsuya Miko, and Yotsuya Miko is a disciple of Atomic Samurai.

Although she and Atomic Samurai have a good relationship, there is inevitably some competition between them. His sudden invitation to her is bound to be suspected of sowing discord...

"Tap, tap, tap!" Before Higurashi could think clearly, Fukuchi could no longer hold back and walked down the stairs with a gloomy face.

"Huh? You can't hold it in any longer?" Atomic Samurai joked as he looked at Fukiri's departing figure.

He turned his head and looked at Yotsuya Miko "Yotsuya, aren't you worried about your friends?"

Yotsuya Miko shook her head and said, "I believe him."

Hinawa also looked back at Springbeard "What do you think of this little guy?"

"With his powerful strength and terrifying talent, I am no match for him in the ring," Spring Beard said truthfully.

"Is that so......" An idea came to Ri Lun's mind

It's decided. As long as Kitahara Akira can hold out for a certain period of time under Fukiri, he will take him in as his disciple even if it means risking his reputation.

Kitahara Akira in the audience didn't know that he had become the center of attention.

Kitahara Akatsuki folded Yukinoshita Yukino's handkerchief and put it away. "I'll take it home, wash it, and give it to you at school."

It's strange, he didn't sweat much, but when he wiped his sweat with Yukinoshita Yukino's handkerchief and smelled the fragrance on it, he felt that he was sweating more and more.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at Kitahara Akatsuki with a mysterious look, as if the other party was some suspicious person.

"Kitahara-kun, you're not going to do anything unspeakable with my handkerchief, are you? After all, you admitted that I'm cute before, right?"

She raised her lips slightly, as if waiting for Kitahara Xiao's explanation.

"How is it possible? I am a gentleman, how could I do such a shameful thing?" Kitahara Ayano said righteously.

Yukino Yukino easily exposed him, "A gentleman would not think of putting the feet of a beautiful girl in black stockings into his mouth and licking them."

"Uh..." Kitahara Akira was speechless

He just likes black stockings. The other parts must have been written by Kasumigaoka Utaha to get revenge on him.

Seeing Kitahara Akira's embarrassed look, Yukinoshita Yukino also smiled lightly with her mouth half covered.

"Tap, tap, tap" the man walked over, and the knife on his waist made a crisp sound.

"Boy, you seem quite confident in kendo," Fukuri said coldly.

"It's okay. The main reason is that the guys here are too weak. I fell down before I could even do warm-up exercises." Feeling a strong malice, Kitahara Xiao retorted mercilessly.

Fukichi's face became even uglier, and he finally couldn't help it.

"That arrogant brat should be taught a lesson! Do you want to test my strength as the 'boss'?"

Kitahara Akira is as calm as water, "I can't wait to get it"

He was just wondering how to continue to cheat these guys, but then the real owner came to him.

"Humph!" Fuqie snorted coldly and walked straight to the other end of the competition venue.

"Kitahara-kun" Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him and said "be careful"

Even though she knew nothing about kendo, she could feel that Fukusaki's strength was definitely not comparable to those small fry before.

Kitahara Akira smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will win."

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