The next day, in the afternoon.

Kyoto Daigisan Kitaka, kendo club.

Endo Nakato once again knocked the opponent in front of him away, and the kendo club advisor teacher roared angrily: "Endo! Don't knock people flying, you bastard! ”

"I just used a very normal one-trick rush, and I should have just gotten this ......," Endo said as he lifted his mask, seemingly completely unreflective of his mistake.

"If you send someone flying and injure you, it's useless to get Ben! Also, don't use Koryo techniques in competitive kendo! We're in a sport, not a fight! Head coach Toshio Ibata roared.

"As a school in Kyoto, what's wrong with using Kasumi-ryu's moves?"

"According to you, don't all the schools in Nara have to learn the new Yin Stream? And if you have to say it, you're not a descendant of Xialiu, are you? The stab you just made is obviously a trick of the new dangling! ”

Instead of answering, Endo looked down at the angry head coach and said, "I know it's wrong, please allow me to do it again." ”

"If you send the sparring classmates out again, I will cancel your qualification and prohibit you from participating in the national conference!" Head Coach Toshio Ibata said viciously, "I'd rather give up the national championship that is within my reach, and I won't let others think that our Daijishan North High School has cultivated a madman who takes pleasure in fouling!" ”

"I won't do it again." Nakato Endo bowed to head coach Toshio Ibata again.

The head coach glared at Nakato Endo angrily and turned to guide the others.

The club manager who happened to have nothing to do next to him, Yukako Uejima, joked: "Endo-kun, if you are such a coach, his last hair will disappear with the wind." ”

Ignoring Yukako Ueshima, who was dressed in athletic shorts and showing her big white legs, Endo Nakato turned off her mask and set up her bamboo knife again to face the opponent who had just stood up.

Fang Cai's sudden advance obviously made the sophomore sparring partner feel uneasy, and subconsciously distanced himself from Endo.

Endo frowned: "If you run so far, won't you foul?" Back to the starting line! ”

"But...... But! As if he was afraid of something terrifying, the second grade stared at the bamboo knife of Endo Nakato, and it was obvious that he had been poked out of the shadows.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to use spike-like techniques anymore." As he spoke, Endo Nakato switched his posture to the upper stage and raised the bamboo knife above his head.

Only then did the sophomore put his mind at ease and returned to the starting line.

Yoshiko Ueshima issued an order: "Let's go!" ”

The second year wanted to attack, and as soon as he stepped forward, Endo Nakato stepped forward and slashed down with great force.

Dajishan North High School is a strong school in kendo, although the second grade is not as good as Endo Nakato, but the strength is still there, and he reacts quickly to raise his sword to block, but he didn't expect the bamboo knife to be directly knocked out.

After knocking out the second-grade bamboo knife, Endo's bamboo knife fell directly on the second-grade handarm.

The second grade screamed, covered his hands and squatted down.

Seeing this, Yoshiko Ueshima immediately turned around to get the medical kit, and the head coach Toshio Ibata roared and rushed over: "Endo! What are you doing again? ”

"I didn't hit the flyer, I didn't foul the foul, I hit the 'little hand' part, it should be my book." Endo Nakato replied calmly.

Yoshiko Uejima ran over with a medical kit and began to treat the injured second grader in an emergency.

After removing the hand armor, a large bruise on the second-year's hand can be seen.

Yukako Ueshima only touched the bruise lightly, and the injured person screamed.

"The head coach may have to be sent to the school infirmary, which is not something that ordinary bone-setting treatment can handle. I think I may have a mild wrist fracture. ”

Yuyoko Ueshima, like Nakato Endo, is a three-year-old who has accumulated experience in the Kendo club as a manager over the years.

Head coach Toshio Ibata pointed to Nakato Endo's nose: "You! You're ...... again."

"I didn't foul it, I hit the small hand accurately, it was an effective break, I should have deserved it." Endo Nakato stared at Toshio Ibata and said, "Or did the All-Sword Federation update the rules again, saying that as long as the opponent is injured, even if I foul?" ”

Toshio Ibata was stunned for a moment, and then immediately retorted, "Although there is no such rule!" But this injury just now is obviously related to you! ”

"It is possible to be injured in the kendo competition," Endo Nakato was completely unmoved, "Everyone here has also suffered a lot of injuries along the way, and this incident just now can only be regarded as an unfortunate accident, even if you want to be held responsible, you should go to the manufacturer of the hand armor."

"Because it was obviously the quality of the hand armor that caused someone to get injured in the game."

After saying this, Coach Toshio Ibata was running out of words, because even he felt that what Endo Nakato said seemed to have some truth.

"If this is what happened in a kendo tournament, then all of our opponents would have had more psychological pressure against us, and I think it would have been a big help for us to win the national championships. ”

Toshio Ibata wanted to speak and stopped, and finally he sighed: "Then you can do whatever you want." However, I still have to warn you, if you use this trick frequently, the whole sword alliance will definitely have an opinion, and I won't help you wipe your ass when the time comes. ”

Endo Nakato: "By the time the Sword Federation reacts, we have already won the national conference." ”

Toshio Ibata looked at Nakato Endo helplessly: "If the heart goes down the wrong path, the sword will also go down the wrong path." ”

"Is there anything wrong with going down the wrong path? Can you win? Endo asked rhetorically.

Toshio Ibata was choked by this question, and it took a long time to recover: "Okay, it seems that I have nothing more to teach you." It's also that my heart is not firm enough, I want a national victory too much, otherwise you would have gotten out of the kendo club by now. ”

After saying that, head coach Toshio Ibata turned around and walked towards the first-year freshman he had been mentoring.

At the same time, the other four members of the Daigisan Kitaka Kendo Club came to Endo Nakato's side.

"It's very powerful, you can hurt people with a bamboo knife through your armor." The round pioneer Wakamoto Chengrui said that people who practice kendo are rarely obese, but there are exceptions to everything, and if someone despises him because Wakamoto is a fat man, he will definitely suffer.

"I just wanted to knock the sword off." Nakato Endo said that in Japanese kendo competitions, if the sword falls, it will be directly lost, so knocking the sword off is a good way to win directly, "I like to win directly like this." ”

"Is it a direct victory if the sword is knocked out," the bespectacled Ji Feng Xingji pressed his hands to his chest, "It's a strategy, I'll try it out in the Kyoto qualifiers." ”

"That old man," the stalwart Teng Shengcheng glanced at the head coach who had already gone to instruct the first grade, "Are you talking about that kind of spirituality again?" Mental skills are integrated or something......"

"No, there is a unity of mind and technology." Endo Nakato glanced at Teng Shengcheng, "I've seen it." So I'm moving in that direction as well. What the coach said just now means that I am also close. Instilling pure desire to win into kendo is the first step in the integration of heart and skill.

"You'd better do the same, or you'll not be able to win against those monsters at the national convention."

At this time, the deputy general Mitsuyama Gongxiong, who had been silent, said: "Monsters are generally generals, so I'll leave it to you." As for individual battles, if you encounter them, we'll gather intel for you. ”

"Ah, please." Endo said in a deep voice.