Fukuzawa Fukuzawa Fuyumi had a protective gear in the kendo club and went to pick it up directly, while Kitahara Shuji borrowed the set brought by the kendo teacher to the demonstration and changed it directly on the sidelines. It's just that he didn't listen to the lecture well just now, and he was a little upset when he looked at the turban, so he had to turn around and shout softly: "Ah Lu, help me put on a protective gear." ”

"Yes!" Shikishima Ritsu immediately stepped forward and began to help him tie the knot and fold the turban, with a small surname style, and set off the Kitahara Shuji, who sat still, with the style of a general.

Shikijima Ritsu was very dexterous, and quickly folded the headscarf into a hat shape for Kitahara Shuji to put on his head, and complained in a low voice: "Why did you promise her, Kitahara-kun, it's too reckless." ”

Kitahara Shuji smiled and replied softly: "Sooner or later, you can't hide it...... By the way, are you afraid of sweating in order to wrap your head?"

Shikijima Ritsu saw that he still had the leisure to ask this, and his heart was even more anxious - don't look at Kitahara Shuji Gao Fukuzawa Fuyumi more than 30 centimeters, but he didn't think that Kitahara Shuji could beat Fukuzawa Fukuzawa, and now it is not the kind of secluded place in the community, and winning or losing has little impact.

Now, in front of nearly 100 people, if you lose, you will definitely lose face and be very hit, right? Tomorrow, it will be rumored that a boy in Beiyuan will be beaten to his knees like a dead dog by a little girl? It's extremely sad to think about it!

He was anxious, and said indiscriminately: "The main thing is to reduce the concussion of the head when the mask is hit, of course, it also prevents the mask from wearing out the hair, and the sweat absorption effect also has some ...... That, Kitahara-kun, why don't you change me?"

Kitahara Shuji looked at him and asked with a smile, "Can you win?"

Shikishima Ritsu lowered his head, he couldn't win. Fukuzawa Fuyumi is really strong in high school students, he was beaten to the point where he was powerless to fight back when he practiced in the club with men and women, and he actually admired it in his heart, so he thought about helping Kitahara Shuji and Fukuzawa Fukuzawa Fukumi resolve the conflict in the locker room - if you can't fight, it's better to live in peace!

This is what he thinks.

Kitahara Shuji patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "So it's better for me to come, after all, it's my business...... Fuze provoked me, then I have the obligation to let her know that there are mountains outside the mountains and there are people outside the people, lest she look up all day and break her neck again, which can be regarded as saving her life. ”

He said it funny, Shikijima Ritsu almost laughed out loud, but soon the worry regained the upper hand, and after thinking about how to make Kitahara Shuji lose some face for a while, and at this time Uchida Yuma touched it and said excitedly: "Okay, I made an appointment with a few acquaintances, and after a while we signed up to be a referee together, no matter who was chosen, they would blow the black whistle of the dwarf, so she had to lose!"

Kitahara Shuji looked at him and said helplessly: "No, there are more than 80 people here, there are always bright-eyed people, and it will be even more embarrassing." ”

Even if Fukuzawa Fuyumi is inexplicably always looking for trouble, at least it is a dignified challenge, thinking about a one-on-one fair competition, and you guy is actually more despicable, right?

"Losing is losing, winning is winning, what do you care about so much!" Uchida Yuma is still insisting, Yin Ren's determination is very firm, and Fukuzawa Fuyumi has already changed out of protective gear.

She walked to the sidelines, knelt down and bit the corner of the headscarf and covered it directly on her face, and then a pair of small hands slowly and forcefully tied the other triangle on her head behind her ears, and finally stuffed the corner of the bite in her mouth to the back of her head, revealing a serious and proud little face, her crescent eyes flashed, her mouth was tightly pursed into a line, and two shallow pear vortices appeared on her face, and she said softly and firmly: "I'm ready." ”

Kitahara Shuji put on a hand like a glove, held the bamboo knife to get used to it, and found that the design was quite good, and it didn't affect the knife control too much, and he also called softly: "I'm ready too." ”

The eyes of the two people met across the field, like a hunter seeing his prey - let your little radish head (little white face) pay the price today!

The kendo teacher has already taken the referee flag. He was fair, and picked a referee from the third class of ABC, so that Uchida Yuma's black whistle plan was directly aborted by half, but Uchida Yuma almost grabbed a pair of flags with grabbing, and finally had the capital of Kurofukuzawa Fuyumi.

Kendo competitions require three judges, who observe the confrontation from three angles, each holding a white flag in one hand and a red flag in the other, and as long as two red flags are raised, the red side will score points, and vice versa.

That is, if there are two referees who agree that one side has made an effective blow, and the gas sword is consistent and has a broken heart, then even if one point is scored, the one who scores two points first wins.

Kitahara Shuji was tied with a red cloth belt on his back, Fukuzawa Fukuzawa was tied with a white cloth belt on his back, and then both wore top armor and entered the starting line in place.

The students watching the battle next to him also came to be interested, but this is much more interesting than boring swinging a sword, especially when you can watch Kitahara Xiuji in the bright light, which makes many girls very happy, and there is a sentence in the girls' group "Kitahara classmates come on", which caused a snicker.

Fukuzawa Fuyumi was a little unhappy that these viewers couldn't keep quiet, tilted their heads angrily and glanced at it, and even more unhappy that someone dared to cheer for Kitahara Shuji, but there were too many people, and she couldn't remember the grudge, so she had to forget it.

Kitahara Shuji looked at the short Fukuzawa Fukuzawa Fuyumi through the gap in the face armor, and saw that her kendo uniform fit this time, and it looked like she was still petite and delicate even if she was wearing protective gear, and there was a black strip of cloth hanging from her waist, which read "Daifuku" horizontally in white characters and "Fukuzawa" vertically, probably a nameplate for future competitions and the like. At the same time, this time the hakama was finally not a floor-length skirt, revealing two white little feet.

"Regards!"

"Ready"

The interim referee is a student who thinks he knows something about kendo, and he gives orders one by one, while the kendo teacher explains some basic knowledge of the game to the students outside the court, and prepares to guide them on how to watch and enjoy the kendo game later.

"That...... Excuse me, Kamihara-sensei, ah, great, Kamihara-sensei, can you come first?" The game was about to start, but the door of the kendo hall was opened, and a school staff member probed to greet the kendo teacher, the kendo teacher hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, gentlemen, please wait for me for a moment." ”

After saying that, he followed the staff out of the kendo hall, probably because the school had something to look for him.

Kitahara Shuji crouched with his sword and looked at Fukuzawa Fuyumi opposite, breathing in the slightly metallic and leather-smelling air in the visor, and felt a little strange - this was the first time he faced off against a real person, but there was no tension, and Fukuzawa Fuyumi had a great shock when he roared and stabbed like a little tiger before, but now he didn't feel any pressure in front of a real person.

Even the feeling ...... The other party is not as strong as expected, a little weak!

Fukuzawa Fuyumi also maintained a preparatory posture and looked at Kitahara Shuji, looking at him as if she saw that her loss of 2.5 million yen was being hidden in Kitahara Shuji's arms, and couldn't help but say loudly: "Little white face, you make me very angry, do you know why I'm angry? Because you and I have stomach aches every night, twisting and twisting, do you know how uncomfortable it is! But I'm not an unreasonable person, you honestly let me beat up this bad breath, and I'll save you some face, that's it, how about it?"

Kitahara Shuji refused: "No!"

Who hasn't had a temper yet, you're big, why are you used to you? You go to the doctor for stomach pain, why do you use me as stomach medicine?

Fukuzawa Fuyumi's face became even more ugly, "You'll regret it, be ready to lose face!"

"If you have the ability, you will come!" said Kitahara Shuji did not give an inch.

Before the two of them could cross swords, the mouth cannons had already begun to spray each other, and the two temporary referees except for Uchida Oma were dumbfounded - this doesn't look like a practice match, let alone a club mate, this two sides have a grudge, right?

The kendo teacher is gone, and Kitahara Shuji still dares to talk back, which makes Fukuzawa Fukuzawa Fuyumi even more impatient - he will spare you after beating you a few times, and he has to ask for his own hardship, and he doesn't know what to do!

She categorically ordered, "Let's start the game!"

Uchida Yuma sneered: "You said it started from the beginning, dreaming, squatting honestly!"

Kitahara Shuji didn't squint, and said calmly: "Uchida, start the game!"

"Ahh

Fukuzawa Fuyumi got up and rushed forward with a sliding step in less than 0.15 seconds, showing her instantaneous reaction ability to the fullest, and roared: "Little white face, give me death!"

The bamboo sword slashed straight at Kitahara Shuji's head, the standard Tang bamboo.