If there is one word to describe the current scene, it is a sea of people.

Once a year, for samurai between the ages of seven and thirteen, it is the time for the sparrow to fly the mountain branch into a phoenix, but anyone of this age can participate, regardless of national borders, in the arena, only by the level of swordsmanship.

However, 95% of the participants are natives of Tanokuni, and few other countries come to join in the fun, just because Tanokuni has a deep foundation in swordsmanship, and he can't get a bite of soup when he comes.

The venue was chosen in an open-air conference hall, with staircase seats arranged in an orderly manner, and the competition venue was in the center.

Fill in your information at the entrance registration point, sure enough, the staff did not check your identity, only to see if you are age-compliant, check whether you are carrying dangerous goods, if you meet the requirements, they will give you a license plate to put you in.

Ming Yan was a little worried at first, but when he walked into the scene, he breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the number plate in his hand - 013.

In fact, he doesn't need to worry at all, he has Shimizu Naoki's personal information card in his hand, and there is also the official seal of Tian Zhiguo on it, for the sake of safety, he also deliberately made the avatar on it, plus the child's face is already low in recognition, and the staff will definitely not recognize it.

Ming Yan felt that he was a talent, and it was a pity not to commit crimes.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, eight to nine o'clock is the registration time, and at half past nine, the competition officially begins.

As with the Chunin exam, a knockout system is adopted.

Each major kendo hall has a special lounge and stand, and even erects a kendo hall logo, and all the people inside are wearing uniform kendo uniforms, and the chest is embroidered with a uniform style logo.

Civilians have nothing, they can only squeeze with the audience, but fortunately it is cool now, and it is noon when the sun is in force.

Like the Konoha venue, there are several chairs under the pergola at the top, which are the seats of the daimyo, and only the great swordsmen who have made great contributions to the country are eligible to sit with them.

Half past nine came soon, and as the referee entered the room and read out the rules of the game, the rookie kendo officially began.

Naruto Yan glanced at the heights, he had seen the Daimyo of Tian no Kuni, I hope I don't recognize him, I shouldn't recognize him, after all, there is only one side, the Daimyo is so busy seeing so many people every day, he is a little ninja of Konoha and is not worthy of people's attention.

There is also a display on the field, but it does not show the name, only the numbers.

Match 1: 111 VS 009 !

The numbers on the display stopped scrolling, and two children appeared at the same time, one child wearing a black and red kendo suit with an iron sword pattern on his chest, from the Kenyi Kendo Hall, and the other dressed plainly, obviously from a civilian background.

The fighting process is very simple, draw the knife, put the knife away, and it's over!

The boy of the Kenyi Kendo Hall won completely, and he simply didn't give the other party a chance to fight back.

Due to the large number of participants and the mixing of fish and dragons, the strength is uneven, and the powerful meet the weak, often with one move to defeat the enemy, and the weak side is often from a civilian background.

Whenever you encounter a samurai from a kendo hall against a civilian samurai, the result is obvious, and the audience can guess the ending without looking at it, which is also the last game that the audience is willing to watch.

Only the kendo hall against the kendo hall will have wonderful highlights, most of the civilians are mediocre, and there are almost no dazzling moves and brilliant performances.

Although the number of people is large, the progress is very fast, and half of the people have been brushed off in only half a day.

Ming Yan covered the vicious sun with his hands and wiped the sweat from his cheeks, if he was exposed to the sun in the open dam for a day, it was estimated that he would be almost dry.

Look at the treatment of the children of the kendo hall, there is a pergola for shade, and there is a supply of pure water, compared to their civilians, it is simply a heaven and an earth.

A sense of sleepiness came to his heart, Ming Yan rubbed his eyebrows, shook his head, it was really boiling, if there was a bed next to him, he could fall asleep if he lay down.

It wasn't until there was a movement around him that Ming Yan suddenly woke up, and it turned out that the poor boy Yu Sakata was about to play.

Unfortunately, Yu Sakata's opponent is the first person in the new Tiandi Kendo Gym - Junichi Tahara, the one he defeated yesterday.

Even if Yu Sakata's swordsmanship is good, he can't catch Junichi Tahara's three moves.

However, this kind of performance is already very good, and if you change it to other civilians, it is estimated that even Junichi Tahara will not be able to accept one move.

Yu Sakata came back dejected, he didn't expect such bad luck, he met Junichi Tahara as soon as he came, and he didn't even survive the first round, which was really embarrassing.

Fighting with Junichi Tahara, he knew that he was powerful, and then looked at Ming Yan beside him, and his admiration was even stronger, the existence in front of him was the existence of killing Junichi Tahara in one move, and he couldn't imagine how far Ming Yan's swordsmanship attainment had reached.

Ming Yan patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "If you can go to the kendo gym to practice, you will definitely not be worse than him, don't forget that you defeated that kendo gym kid yesterday." ”

Hearing this, Sakata Yu suddenly became confident, indeed, the kid who practiced in the Heaven and Earth Sword Hall was not as good as him, which showed that his talent was not bad, but he lacked good teachers and resources.

It's a pity that the tuition fee for entering the kendo hall stuck him outside the door, 300,000 taels, for a poor boy like him, it is simply a sky-high price, and it is impossible to earn so much money in his life.

The game was in full swing, and the more Sakata Yu looked at it, the more angry he became, and sighed: "You have also seen that the samurai from the civilian background are very weak, and there has not been a person who can defeat the samurai of the kendo hall for so long, and only civilians against civilians can taste victory." ”

Ming Yan nodded, indeed, I didn't expect the gap to be so big, no wonder those kendo hall children were so arrogant, because even if you dare to resist as a civilian, you can't beat others, so you can only endure it again and again.

"It's impossible for the Kendo Hall to be free of mediocre talents, right?" Ming Yan was slightly curious.

The corners of Sakata Yu's mouth pulled a wry smile, "Mediocrity, of course there are, it's just that the kendo hall doesn't let those mediocre talents participate in the competition for the sake of reputation, so you will see that the people in the kendo hall are fiercer than one another." ”

"I see......" Naruto nodded.

"But Brother Mingyan, you don't have to be afraid, with your strength, you are sure to be this year's rookie in kendo. Kyoko Kawakami said with a smile, it's that girl.

"That's not necessarily, the major kendo gyms are Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Ming Yan said modestly.

099 VS 013 ！

When this number appeared on the display, Ming Yan was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react for a while, but it was Yu Sakata who pushed him before he knew that it was time to play.

After sitting and watching for so long, he has long regarded himself as a spectator, and Nahai remembers that he is a contestant.

I didn't wear the red pill today, because it was a kendo competition, and the quality of the sword was different, and it would definitely be unfair to the contestants, so the competition used the same steel sword.

There are various kinds of swords placed next to the arena, long and short, wide and narrow, thick and thin...... The whole nine yards.

Ming Yan picked a steel knife similar to the red pill, held the handle, and felt that it felt okay, so he stepped onto the field.

His opponent is a member of the kendo hall, not a samurai of the Heaven and Earth Kendo Hall wearing a white kendo uniform, but a black and white kendo uniform, anyway, he can't recognize it, so he simply doesn't recognize it, in short, the result is the same.