Back on the sidelines, the men's and women's divisions sat separately.

This off-campus exchange meeting is actually very interesting, different from the general judo rules, using the rule of deathmatch, in fact, it is equivalent to fighting in the ring, the winner can continue to stay on it, and the loser will be killed, and if the two exit the game, it will be a draw.

In other words, as long as you're strong, you can stay on the pitch and pick out the opposing team.

Anyway, this is just a simple exchange conference, not an official competition, and it doesn't matter how you change the rules.

Students from Ichihobara Junior High School, which is similar to Suikyung Private High School, sat on the other side.

The principals on both sides stood in the middle of the field and said a lot of things with a smile, shook hands again, and finally the referee came out, and after explaining the rules a little, he began to call the people on both sides to stand up.

As Yuna Akishino said, it was the men's competition from the beginning.

The head of the village school who was ordered immediately stood up and bowed to the almost sturdy contestants of Kitahara Middle School on the other side.

After the two saluted, they put on a posture, and a confrontation began.

"Nanako, did you see that guy Bai Fan?" Qianxia Qianxue, who was standing outside the venue, pulled Nanako Taki Gena and asked curiously.

Now the competition has obviously begun, but she didn't see Bai Fan.

In a hurry, she grabbed Nanako Takigen, who was fascinated, and asked.

"White Nissan? White Nissan is far away from the playing area, you look at the left corner. Nanako Takigen was pinching a cold sweat for the seniors on the field, and as soon as she was pulled by Qianxia Qianxue, her thoughts went astray, and her finger pointed in the direction of Bai Fan.

“... Why are the seniors in our school sitting in that kind of corner?" Qianxia Qianxue really saw Bai Fan, but when she saw his pitiful corner, she was a little indignant.

What's going on in this school, call Bai Fan over, why don't you give him a limelight position to sit in?

She now fully accepts Bai Fan, she can say that she can scold Bai Fan, but if others say bad things about Bai Fan, she will grin at that person, which is a standard little tiger character.

"Bai Nissan also just joined the judo club, right? It's already a great thing to be selected, and I definitely have to give the seniors in the judo club some room to perform. ”

"Hmph-" Qianxia Qianxue's face slowed down slightly when she heard this, and then she looked into the field, and found that the palms, thighs, and arms of the two people in the field were entangled with each other, one moment ago, one person pressed this person, and the next moment that person turned around again and held it down.

There is really a feeling of a strongman locking a man.

"What's going on? Are we going to win or lose?"

"I don't really know this kind of thing, and I only know a little bit about the rules of judo - ah, Murakami pressed the opponent, and the referee has started the countdown. Nanako Takigen looked at the head of the village who was holding back his face and suppressing his opponent in the field, and shouted excitedly.

As the saying goes, one is prosperous, and one is lost, and the face of the water mirror is actually almost linked to these students.

With the sound of the countdown, Murakami won with difficulty.

However, when he stood up, he also felt a soft feeling of detachment because of too much force, and when he faced the next opponent, he only supported a few rounds before he was simply thrown to the ground and judged defeat.

"Mr. Murakama, it's a very beautiful book to win, so I'll leave the rest to me. Hirakawa Xiu saw Murakami's face full of regret and walked forward and said.

"Well, I'm sorry for you, Xiuyi-kun. Murakami still has a good impression of Shuichi Hirakawa, and nods to him with a smile.

He sat down and approached Bai Fan slightly.

"Bai Jun, don't be too nervous when you play later, don't have too much strength, and leave a little back. lest we lose the strength to be thrown down, and if Xiu Yijun loses, we can only rely on you. ”

As a veteran of the judo club, Murakami certainly wanted to tell Bai Fan some experience, he patted Bai Fan on the shoulder with a smile, and looked at the field with some concern.

He still had his strength left just now, but the second player on the other side seemed to be very embarrassed, and when he saw his gap, his calf was like an iron bar, and it was inserted between his legs with a bang, and he fell down with force in his waist.

"I'll do my best. Bai Fan nodded with a smile, but his eyes involuntarily looked at the field.

As Murakami said, the No. 2 player was really a little bit unsuccessful, with a clean and neat aesthetic between his hands, he reached out and grabbed Shuichi Hirakawa, seeing that he couldn't overwhelm or fall him, and maintained a defensive posture in time to prevent being entangled by the tall Shuichi Hirakawa.

In this way, he fought guerrilla warfare, and finally saw a gap in Hirakawa Shuichi, tied his hands and pressed his knees on his arms, and his hands tightly hugged Hirakawa Shuichi's head.

Hirakawa Shuichi is also hard, obviously having trouble breathing, but he just didn't admit defeat.

However, under the 30-second countdown, the opponent still scored a score and won the game.

Shuichi Hirakawa has really tried his best, but the opponent seems to have more actual combat experience than him, so he can drag him to death so skillfully.

"I'm sorry! Murakami and Bai Jun!" Hirakawa Xiu bowed and apologized to Bai Fan and Murakami as soon as he got off the scene, he really didn't expect the other party to have such strength and eyesight.

There was a deep sense of self-reproach between his originally delicate eyebrows.

But things have already happened, Bai Fan and Murakami can only comfort Shuichi Hirakawa, and Bai Fan has repeatedly promised that he will try not to let Shui Jing lose the men's competition.

And in the end, the two of them looked at Bai Fan with the eyes of a savior.

"It's up to you, Bai Jun. ”

"......" Bai Fan.

These two people are also big-hearted, and after a little comfort, they are stunned and feel that they can win.

"I'll do my best. Bai Fan rubbed his temples, knowing that this kind of teammate was unreliable at all, so he could only step on the cushion and walk on the field step by step.

And as soon as he walked on the stage, there were students cheering from the sidelines.

"Come on, Great Demon King!"

"Take out your courage to fight a dozen of them!"

"Boss Bai! You're the strongest!"

I have to say that the people of Shuijing Middle School are still enough to share the same hatred at this time, giving Bai Fan a lot of face.

It's just—

"......" Bai Fan.

When Bai Fan heard these words, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

Are these little boys and girls encouraging themselves or cheering?

Listening to it later, there seemed to be some titles of secondary and second diseases, Bai Fan hurriedly collected his thoughts and concentrated on coping with the game in front of him.

Isn't it ashamed for this group of adolescent girls and boys to say these words?

In the end, he couldn't help but think about it more.

.。 m.