I saw the countdown to their death

The slender eyelashes were dyed wet, and the eyes were crystal clear, looking at the boy below him with eyes gentle enough to melt ice and snow.On the opposite side, Huang Mao's face was swollen and red, and he was covering one eye in pain, while the other hand frantically pulled at his side, calmly pulling at the eyes of the dragon's beard.

As for Hojo Satoru, with the human heart on his head, he looked at the camera in astonishment and horror, as if he had been in a hotel for three hours and was panicked by the police when he just took off his gear.

This photo looks static at first glance, but after staring at it for three seconds, it looks like a dynamic picture, because you will unconsciously imagine the next scene.It's not a photo anymore, it's art!

The comments below the post ranged from shock or various inquiries at the beginning, to accepting the facts and pure melons, and the anonymous reply function showed all kinds of things in the world.

'This is Miyajima Qingluan?She actually looks so gentle?Got it wrong! 'This is questionable.

'I'm really envious. If a girl looks at me like this, even if I die, I will have no regrets. 'This is single dog.

'Ah, my world view has collapsed!What about the hundred-year-old maid? 'It was frightening.

'Has it finally been taken down?No matter how cold your personality is, your body is still hot. We have already seen through everything. 'This was for driving, this post was quickly deleted and permanently banned.

"Hojo classmate, my Hojo classmate, my side dish every night..." This line was not deleted, nor was it banned, it was too double standard.

'Upstairs could be a man hhhhhhhh, I think it's probably a sissy from a certain class, but I won't say who. '

'Oi you bastard!I didn't post that post and I'm not a sissy! '

'The upstairs is so honest, am I the only one who pays attention to glasses and little golden retriever?That's udon noodles, right?so funny, hhhhh'

'This woman also has today!Hahahaha, cry, let her cry hard! 'This should belong to the Kyudo Department, and the anonymous posts are full of cowardice.

The above is the status of everyone's posts after the shock, but now, it has become a unified "worship" screen, these guys have obviously regarded this post as a Buddha statue, and started to manually worship.

A row of black lines appeared on Hojo Satoru's forehead, I'm ashamed of your mother.

Then, he closed the forum and opened the class exchange group. In the group of 31 people, there were only various notices sent by Erika Akasaki, and in the group of 30 people, the students were still talking about murderers... But the last message ended at 55:[-] noon today. [-] points, so far there is no new news.

The group chat in Class B was quiet.

Hojo Satoru's face turned even darker. These little blacks are secretly starting a new group, right?

At this time, someone in the front row turned his head, and Saito, who had an inch head, glanced at Hojo Satoru. After realizing that the other party was also looking at him, he began to wink, and opened his mouth to say something similar to awesome (silent) praise.

Matsumoto in front of him also turned his head and gave a thumbs up quietly.

A girl named Mai Chiyoshima turned her head in front of her, and when she realized that Hojo Satoru was also looking at her, she turned her head with some resentment, and then the monitor in the front row, Hoshino Risa, turned her head and turned her head like a frightened little rabbit. The face turned back.

Tomino, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, was meditating, looking out the window worriedly, and get out of class was about to end.

Mr. Sakamoto is playing a game, and the dazzling bullet screens all over the screen are reflected on the glasses. As long as Akasaki Erika looks up, she can find it, but fortunately she is very focused.

Hojo Satoru sighed, senior sister, you look honest and delicate, but you are actually a topic maker.

The murderer we talked about yesterday was you, and now we are still talking about you. Wang Banbi would have half your talents, so he might be able to wake up with a smile in his dreams.

Hojo Satoru opened the information bar, and in the chat bar with his senior, he had already explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, but Miyajima-senpai only replied with an 'Understanding' and no more.

She turned around at noon and left to go home to get her bamboo sword, and rushed to school after the first get out of class was over.Then he went directly to Class B and 'rescued' Hojo Satoru who was surrounded by the crowd.

There was another commotion at that time, and many people were immediately dumbfounded.

What the hell, you're all like this, and you don't even have a contact method?

Taking advantage of the recess, Hojo Satoru also asked some questions about the senior sister.It has been 12 years since she held a sword at the age of five. The most people learn kendo are wooden swords and bamboo swords. The senior sister grew up with a real sword.

I only use bamboo swords when practicing against my mother, and the rest of the time I have real ones in my hands.

But the senior sister's mother is really right, the senior sister is a knife herself, the talent is too strong, she was rated as a master lv17 by the system at the age of 8, and being able to achieve this step is not something that can be achieved with high skills.

When you reach the master stage, you have your own understanding and deep insights into something, and you have truly reached the realm of Tao in something.

In the general school of swordsmanship, disciples are divided into several levels, such as paper cutting, catalogue, all pass, and all pass without permission.

Paper-cutting represents beginners. At this stage, you can only learn basic skills, such as learning the correct posture of holding a knife, swinging it all day long, and so on. They belong to beginners. During this period, the master will observe whether you have the talent for swordsmanship, observe your heart, etc. .

The directory means that the introductory period has been passed, allowing formal learning of genre techniques, and being an official disciple also means that you have learned some techniques of the genre.And Jiechuan means that you have learned all the techniques of this genre, and you are allowed to declare yourself before the duel.

For example, in anime, many beautiful kendo girls will say before drawing their swords, XX is widely spread, XXX please enlighten me!

If you have not reached the level of Jichuan, you are not qualified to self-report the genre at all.Sword skills look simple, but sometimes just one movement can make people practice for several years.

As for the top honor of swordsmanship without permission, it means that you can teach techniques without permission, have a deep understanding of swordsmanship, allow you to establish sects, open dojos and even create new schools.

The scoring rules of the system are different from those of swordsmanship, so Satoru Hojo specifically asked Senior Sister, she said that she didn't know what level she was, because she hadn't been assessed, but all the books about swordsmanship left by her mother had been torn apart , and has his own new insights into swordsmanship.

He also said that if his mother is still alive now, he should be sure to defeat her...

Is the 17-year-old master exaggerating?Exaggeration, but it is not without precedent, there have been a few people since ancient times.

Okita Souji was 19 years old when he obtained the "Natural Lixin Flow" exemption.

Even more against the sky is also a girl, as the younger sister of Chiba Shusaku, the founder of the "Hokuto Ichidao Style", Chiba Sanako obtained the status of "Hokuto Ichidao Style" Kodachi at the age of ten... As for Miyajima Qingluan, probably about the same.

Well, it's time to have fun again.

Kendo 3rd Dan vs Sword Master.

Sports competition vs killing techniques.

Hojo Satoru secretly sighed.

Kazuki Masugi, how do you say hello?Why do you involve irrelevant people? If Tomino is just being beaten again, the senior sister may not care about it. I have to find a way to help him, and I may communicate with you or something.

Why don't you just shoot and kill yourself if you come over and take a look, you really think you are the emperor, right?

If you don't kill all the friends of the Nine Clans, you won't let go of your friends. If you want to punish the Fuye Ten Clans, it's just a fight. This yellow hair didn't mess up your palace. Little kids one by one Where did he come from so much hostility.

Senior sister power 9, how dare you!

Hojo Satoru looked at the little yellow hair in front of him, Tomino Takaru, you are so fucking damn!

The school bell rang on the radio, and the students raised their heads one by one, and Akasaki Erika also stopped writing and began to pack her things. During this time, she looked at Hojo Satoru twice, with strange eyes.That photo was so popular on campus forums, there was no reason for the teachers not to know about it.

Hojo Satoru was a little angry, and he blamed Leziren Yuejian Rifengling.

Thinking of this, he immediately took out his mobile phone, found Yue Jianli's contact information, and typed a line to send it.

"Have fun watching?"

Yue Jianli: "?"

The girl probably just took out her phone after class, so she responded to the message in seconds.

"You drink coffee for a while in the Supernatural Research Department, and go to the warehouse behind the gymnasium to wait around five o'clock. Something big will happen."

As soon as he said this, a reminder that the other party was typing immediately appeared above the chat bar, and the message in Yuejian was sent in less than three seconds.

Tsukimi: "I'll be waiting for you in the Kendo club (smiley face)"

Hojo Satoru froze, everyone was dumbfounded.

Where the hell did you get this news from? ? ?

"Awu, let's go first."

At this time, Tomino Kentachao yelled from behind, and then he and Sakamoto Ryosuke walked out of the classroom slowly, with desolate backs, a kind of bleak wind and cold water, and the bleakness that the strong man left immediately.

"wait for me."

Hojo Satoru put away his phone and followed, catching up to the two of them.

Seeing this, Tomino was very moved, and said excitedly: "A Wu, you are indeed my good brother, I will remember your love. But this is none of your business, Kuroda-san should be saved by me, Please go to the archery club to accompany Miyajima-senpai."

Boss Sakamoto's eyes flickered too, he covered one eye, and said in a deep voice: "Don't make meaningless sacrifices, I will make a move anyway."

Hojo Satoru was taken aback, "What are you two talking about?"

"Aren't you going to be beaten with us?"

The muscle at the corner of Hojo Satoru's mouth twitched, amused by this idiot, "When did I say I wanted to be beaten together with you? Follow me, walk more arrogantly, let's go to the gym!"

"Kick the hall?"

Kenta Tomino raised his head, and looked at his brother with a look of a fool, "A Wu, are you stupid in reading and reading? Kicked out of the library? Just rely on us?"

Hojo Satoru didn't bother to answer, and walked in the front, while the two gods behind looked at each other inexplicably, and followed closely.

The three of them came to the shoe-changing place on the first floor, changed their shoes and walked to the atrium. Sure enough, Miyajima Qingluan was already waiting here.She was still wearing her school uniform, with a summer white shirt on her upper body, a sky blue bow tie on her chest, a gray plaid pleated skirt, tube socks and small leather boots on her lower body.

She didn't have a schoolbag on her back, and she carried a sword bag on her shoulder, and the hilt of the bamboo-cutting sword was exposed in the sword bag.

"From now on, don't talk, don't ask, just follow behind obediently, walk more arrogantly, and look more fierce!"

After Hojo Satoru explained to the two great gods, he went straight forward and walked to the activity department side by side with Miyajima Qingluan.Brother, I took the murderer to the kick hall, and scared the two of you to death when I said it. It is good for you not to tell you.

"Sister, where's the kendo uniform?" Hojo Satoru asked in a low voice.

"Not brought."

Hojo Satoru glanced at the senior's quiver, and asked suspiciously, "I just brought a bamboo sword? Don't you think the school's public protective gear is dirty?"

Miyajima Qingluan shook her head, "I've never worn protective gear before."

"I've never worn protective gear before..." Hojo Satoru looked at Miyajima Qingluan's attire again, and said hesitantly, "You don't want to fight them in school uniform, do you?"

Miyajima Qingluan nodded, "They can't touch me."

After finishing speaking, she seemed to think of something, and added in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm wearing two pairs of safety pants."

Hojo Satoru was taken aback for a moment, and almost didn't bring it up in one breath, am I worried that you will be gone?God damn two safety pants!Can you stop putting on a serious face and say this in a serious tone, do you know how cute the contrast is?

No matter how awesome you are, you still have to take one or two blows, you don't know how powerful the bamboo sword is even after your swordsmanship has reached this level?A hit can range from a bruise to a severe fracture!Ma Shan Yihui wanted to teach Tomino a lesson, so he had to put on the protective gear and beat him up with confidence, right?

You are no longer arrogant, but contempt!

"They dare to fight you if you don't wear protective gear?"

Miyajima Qingluan nodded, and said confidently: "Yes."

"Really sure?"

"I have my measure."

"Okay, yes! As expected of a ruthless character who doesn't talk too much ruthless, it's enough! I've started to worship my senior sister, why don't you accept me as your younger brother!"

"Young man, don't make such a joke."

"..."

The two whispered to each other as they walked, not only confused Tomino and Sakamoto who were not far away, but even the students passing by also looked sideways. The ear-biting behavior confirmed their relationship. When a few juniors who knew Miyajima-senpai passed by, they would greet politely, and those who knew Hojo Satoru would wink in strange ways.

Hojo Satoru and Miyajima Qingluan walked through the side courtyard and came to the entrance of the Kendo Club. The Kendo Club of Qingshan High School is not a traditional building half a foot above the ground, but a square building similar to an indoor basketball court.

The Suzuki Consortium can be considered to be rich and powerful, with special changing rooms and bathrooms, hot water supply all year round, and so on.There is a professional instructor in the kendo department. It is said that he is still a 45-year-old 'eight-dan priest', but he has not yet achieved good results.

When he came to the gate of the club, Hojo Satoru turned his head and glanced at Tomino and Sakamoto behind him, and the two immediately accelerated and ran over quickly. Miyajima Qingluan opened the door first and walked into the entrance.

After entering, I found that the senior was holding her head up slightly, looking at a few Chinese characters hanging on the left wall: 'benevolence', 'righteousness', 'li', 'wisdom' and 'xin'.

When it was over, I looked at the beautifully framed Chinese idioms on the wall on the right, 'Honest Virtue Loads Things' and 'Self-improvement'.

Now I have heard the Qi Heang shout from the inner door, and the crackling of bamboo swords can also be heard endlessly, just hearing the sound makes me feel imposing.

"Tsk."

Hojo Satoru smacked his mouth, and said happily, "No wonder the game was beaten like a dog. Except for chasing girls to show self-improvement, the rest is not relevant at all."

"Well, Ah Wu, why don't you and senior sister leave?"

Tomino was a little hesitant. He and Sakamoto had already guessed that it was Satoru Hojo who asked his senior sister to help with the process, but wouldn't it be to persuade the other party to save face?What kind of trouble is he going to bring with him!Really want to kick the hall?

Could it be that Miyajima-senpai also knows how to do kendo?

Stop making trouble, honestly get beaten up, and lose some face.

Hey, it would be great if Kuroda-san wasn't here, I'm really afraid to open the door and see her later.

Hojo Satoru cast a small glance, and suddenly his eyes turned cold, "Tomino, how is your momentum? Didn't you have lunch at noon?! You want to kick the hall in such a low voice!"

"What!" Tomino was also serious now, his eyes widened and he was about to speak, but the inner door of the entrance was opened, and a first-year girl with a ponytail and bangs, wearing a kendo suit and a long span appeared in front of her .

At the same time as the door was opened, the sound of fierce fighting in the dojo became clearer.

The girl was stunned at first when she saw a few people, then she showed a thoughtful and stunned look, and said enthusiastically in the next second: "Student, are you coming to visit the Kendo Club? Just put your shoes in the public shoe cabinet on the left."

Kendo halls generally have tung oil wooden floors, and they are wiped very clean. People usually walk barefoot or wear socks in the halls.

Before waiting for a few people to answer, she suddenly noticed the bamboo sword on Miyajima Qingluan's back, "Sister...you are..."

Miyajima Qingluan glanced at her, approached the girl without saying a word, stepped up the steps, and stepped on the small leather boots directly on the tung oil floor, making a slight rattling sound.

"Eh?"

After the girl subconsciously stepped aside, she was dumbfounded when she saw Miyajima Qingluan's back. What's going on?Even the prime minister has to take off his shoes when he goes to the kendo hall. This is respect for tradition and etiquette!Don't know the rules or...