My Girlfriend Hiratsuka Shizuo

Hiratsuka Jing stared at Qiandao Mingxin complicatedly, and had no choice but to nod. Indeed, losing to Suzuki is not a shame, but it may be an honor.

Her thoughts—lost.

"Why did Mr. Suzuki compete with you?" Shizuo Hiratsuka was puzzled by this, but he was one of the most powerful kendo practitioners in the world.

Qiandao Mingxin joked: "Maybe this is the mutual sympathy between the masters."

"Smelly shameless!" Hiratsuka Jing stared at Qiandao Mingxin and smiled randomly: "Hahaha, no matter what, I should still trust you."

yes!She seemed to have lost her confidence, and she was afraid just by hearing the name - she had studied martial arts and kendo when she was a child.

Maybe it was because the image was too deep at that time. At this time, I didn't have confidence in Qiandao Mingxin, but I didn't want Qiandao Mingxin to lose. Qiandao Mingxin should be sad if he lost the first battle, right?

Although it is not an official game, it is considered a loss...

"It's here, Qiandao-sang, the kendo uniforms inside are all brand new, you can replace them at will, and you can also take a shower."

"Ok."

Qiandao Mingxin nodded, but did not move. Instead, he looked at Hiratsuka Jing with hesitation in his eyes.

"You want to do this?" Hiratsuka Shizuo took a half step back vigilantly.

Qiandao Mingxin: "..." What did you think of?

"Xiao Jing, will you wear armor?"

"...Wear armor?"

Qiandao Mingxin unconsciously lifted the windbreaker and said, "I may not be able to wear it, so please help."

In the life of the third generation, this is the first time Qiandao Mingxin wears a kendo suit. Although he has read the tutorials on the Internet, it is a bit complicated, and he is afraid that he will not wear it properly.

The kendo equipment for the official competition includes the face, the small hand, the carcass and the pendant. The top of the kendo suit and the name bag should be placed on the outside of the pendant to indicate their name and identity; the contestant should also wear a red/white strip on the intersection of the carcass rope. 70cm wide and 5cm cloth strips to indicate both sides of the competition.

It's very troublesome, it's easy to mess up without wearing people, like monkeys wearing human clothes for the first time.

Hiratsuka Shizu looked at Qiandao Mingxin strangely.

Qiandao Mingxin opened the door, pulled Hiratsuka Shizuo and walked in.

Ogura Yuko stood outside in a daze, suspecting that she had heard it wrong. A kendo expert who Suzuki had just admitted could not wear a kendo uniform—they asked for a test, isn't that an admission?

Ten minutes later, Qiandao Mingxin, dressed neatly and holding a mask with the bamboo sword on his waist, came out.

Shizuo Hiratsuka, who followed behind, was blushing, and she could tell with her blush on. She saw Qiandao Mingxin's body above her lower abdomen...

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ps: Mengxin asks for tickets! (Is it a little watery(.?ω?.)ノ?)

Chapter 44 Chapter 41 Kendo Competition

"Please advise!"

Qiandao Mingxin and Suzuki Gang stood on both sides of the white line, and bowed their heads to greet each other. Qiandao Mingxin's waist hammer was red and had no name. On Suzuki's waist was written "Chiba" horizontally and "Suzuki Go" vertically.

When Qiandao Mingxin officially competes, "Chiba" and "Qiandao Mingxin" will also be written on the waist hammer.

The three veteran referees stood around them in three directions, earnestly, because this was a test initiated by Suzuki.

Around the meeting place, there was a circle of men and women, more than 50 people, either kneeling or standing, watching excitedly and carefully as the two men raised their bamboo swords and pressed them against each other.

At this moment, their breathing stopped, and the surrounding air seemed to become sticky - this was an illusion, just because they were too nervous!You can imagine the moment when LG won the championship.

Yuko Ogura and Shizuka Hiratsuka stood at the front of the crowd, Yuko Ogura was calm and excited, and Shizuka Hiratsuka was simply worried.

Qiandao Mingxin and Suzuki had just raised their bamboo swords when the referee announced the start of the competition, but there was no movement or sound.

After a few seconds, it seemed like a long time, when Qiandao Mingxin sword moved, Suzuki immediately reacted and raised the sword.

"Throat!" (throat)

A roar resounded through the venue, startling everyone, but compared to this, they looked at the middle of the venue with more surprise.

Qiandao Mingxin lowered his body, the bamboo sword was against Suzuki's throat, and Suzuki's bamboo sword was less than ten centimeters away from Qiandao Mingxin's visor.

Time seems to stand still here!

The people around didn't see clearly, Qiandao Mingxin seemed to appear in front of Suzuki just after shaking it.

Less than three meters away, when the opponent is wary of slashing, it is best to use a stab, and it really succeeds.

Suzuki is not simple, as long as he slows down, his bamboo sword will fall on the visor.But if he didn't fall, he didn't fall. The real fight Suzuki had just died, and he would be carried away by the sword through his neck. His sword could not hit Qiandao Mingxin.

With a successful sword, Qiandao Mingxin jumped back behind the white line to prevent Suzuki from fighting back and not getting the residual heart - although Suzuki probably wouldn't do this.

Qiandao Mingxin bowed his head apologetically and picked up the bamboo sword again.

Only then did the three referees react, raising the red flag in their hands together and giving it to Qiandao Mingxin.

The people around finally reacted, with horror in their eyes, and more excitement. They clapped their hands together, and the applause lasted for three seconds-they didn't dare to clap too much or loudly, for fear of disturbing the two of them, let alone shouting.

Mr. Suzuki actually lost a point first!

Only Hiratsuka Shizuo was a little confused at the scene, Qiandao-kun got a point so quickly?

A drop of sweat dripped from Suzuki's mask, and at that moment he really felt like his neck was pierced.

Seeing Qiandao Mingxin bowing his head apologetically, he reacted and did not speak. His expression was serious and serious, and he raised his bamboo sword again to touch Qiandao Mingxin's bamboo sword.

The surrounding breathing faintly stopped again.

Three seconds later...

"what!"

A loud roar shook the gymnasium, louder than Qiandao Mingxin's roar, but not as good as the ronin swordsman in the patch space.This time Suzuki just took the initiative to take the shot, and the bamboo sword hit Qiandao Mingxin.

Qiandao Mingxin also raised the bamboo sword to slash.

Snapped!

The two bamboo swords were hit together, then separated in an instant, and then hit together again...

clap clap clap!

Suzuki just kept attacking, Qiandao Mingxin kept defending, retreating again and again, just about to reach the edge, Suzuki just held the bamboo sword in both hands and stabbed towards Qiandao Mingxin.

[Waiting for this moment. ]

Qiandao Mingxin just took a step towards Suzuki, stood on tiptoe, turned to the right, and the bamboo sword rubbed Qiandao Mingxin's abdomen.

[not good! ]

Suzuki's eyes flashed, knowing that he was in the middle of the plan, and the bamboo sword immediately swept across, but Qiandao Mingxin's bamboo sword had already hit him on the head.

Snapped!

"noodle!"

With a loud shout, Qiandao's bamboo sword fell on Suzuki Gang's visor.Everyone present saw, everyone witnessed...

Takeshi Suzuki - Lost! ! !

The three referees looked at each other and saw the horror in the other's eyes, then quickly raised the red flag in their hands and declared Qiandao Mingxin the victory.

In a three-point game, the first to two points wins.

There was no applause or cheers around, because they didn't react, and the strongest person in their hearts, Go Suzuki, actually lost.

It lasted one minute and three seconds without hitting the opponent.

They don't know how to express their feelings at this time.

In the corridor on the second floor of the gymnasium, three middle-aged men in their 40s and wearing suits looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Looking at the place where the competition was made, Suzuki Gang swayed a few times, stood firmly on the ground with the bamboo sword, and then walked back to the white line. Qiandao Mingxin also walked to the white line. The two put away the bamboo sword and bowed their heads in salute.

"Okay! It's amazing!..."

At this point, there was a burst of cheers around, regardless of men, women, young or old, all excited and cheered, but they didn't rush over-they were excited to see an exciting game, and the real game was won or lost. in an instant.

Only Hiratsuka Shizuo looked confused, did Qiandao-kun win?Win Suzuki Go?

Suzuki had just taken off his mask and was sweating profusely. He could see that he was a little disappointed, but it was more of a smile, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qiandao Mingxin also took off his mask, his face was full of sweat, not much better than Suzuki.Although it was only a one-minute and three-second game, both of them were highly concentrated and consumed a lot of energy in a short period of time.

"Qiandao-san, congratulations on winning, you make me feel like a real swordsman." Suzuki just said with a smile.

"Thanks to Mr. Suzuki's acceptance!" Qiandao Mingxin also said with a smile.He has seen the strong swordsmen of this era, and they are very powerful. Although he has never experienced a real fight, it is not easy to use every move.

In fact, compared to sword skills, Qiandao Mingxin is not as good as Suzuki Gang, but Qiandao Mingxin is faster and more flexible than Suzuki Gang.

With a body like Takeshi Suzuki, it's hard to tell him to use thrusts.

Suzuki just shook his head and didn't say much. He chatted with Qiandao Mingxin about other things and sword skills, and walked down the field together.

The young people around took their masks, quickly brought towels and water, and asked about their health.

Chishima Akira wiped the sweat from his head and walked to Shizuo Hiratsuka.

Hiratsuka Jing held the sword bag, looked up at Qiandao Mingxin's face, then looked at the bamboo sword around his waist, and then looked at him wearing a kendo uniform as a whole, and asked: "Qiandao, you...really won. Got it? Win Suzuki Go!"

Qiandao Mingxin raised his right hand and patted the sun hat on Hiratsuka Shizuo's head lightly, and said with a smile, "Of course, I didn't say I'm very powerful, why, don't you believe it?"

Hiratsuka Shizuo shook his head and said, "I really don't believe it."

"what about now?"

"It still doesn't feel real."

"It seems that my head is confused. We will go to the amusement park in the afternoon."

"Aren't you talking about kendo?"

"I'm telling you where to play!"

"...Seriously, everyone around you is looking at you."

"Why don't I take it seriously, the game is as important as being with you."