"Why? Obviously, as long as the bamboo sword is placed on Huilingbi's neck, this battle will be ......"

"Bastard!! You're kidding less!! ”

Faced with the commentator's puzzled questioning, Shota sat on the ground and scolded him directly.

"What did you say?"

Everyone looked at him with strange eyes, but Fumio Kato's eyes showed an inexplicable expectation like starlight.

"Say it, say what you want to say."

Shota sat there pointing to the sky with one hand and the bamboo sword on the ground with the other.

"What do you think of the battle!! Can the victory or defeat of the two sides be called a battle just by a simple comparison of points and over-the-top moves? You bastards!!

The real battle should be a journey between both sides standing on the field with the consciousness of sacrificing everything, and searching for benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith in the battle that blocked their lives, just like the samurai who once pursued martial arts.

Walking in the world, everything is vain with me. The only thing that can accompany me in this dark and confused path is this long sword.

The sword hasn't broken yet, he's not dead. How can you judge the victory or defeat of a samurai! People like you don't know the so-called kendo at all!! ”

If Fumio Kato before gave people the feeling that he was a word maniac, then Shota was a complete madness.

It has only been twenty or thirty years since Kendo was incorporated into competitive sports in modern times, and it was not easy to package it as a civilized and elegant shell and spread it to the world, but now it has been torn apart by Shota's hard words, and it is still where it was born.

For a moment, the focus of the camera once again converged on him, and Fumio Kato, who was on the judges' bench, sat back in his chair as if he had lost his soul.

"Finally, finally someone said it. I didn't expect it to come from the mouth of a teenage child.

Maybe this is providence, and it's time for kendo to change! ”

"You...... You! ”

The narrator was speechless for a long time by Shota, and he took off the protective gear on his head while waiting for Hui Linbi to stand up.

It's not my way to cringe, my eyes should see this world, not succumb to this smallness, so when he took off his protective gear and sat in the center of the arena, the flash of the camera never stopped for a moment.

"My God, I seem to see the glory of that era, even in this era, is there anyone still carrying this banner?"

No one answered his words, because the answer was right in front of them.

"Stand up Huilingby, what about your faith! I don't know the point of you pursuing this fight, but I respect your choice.

Because you deserve to be treated like this! ”

As he said, Shota didn't understand why this guy was making such a request of himself. After three days of competition, it is obvious that even if you are really superior in force, you can't withstand the intrusion of the wheel war, and now you are still facing yourself.

Looking at his figure struggling on the ground, Shota slowly clenched his fists.

"Bastard!! If you want to fight with dignity, stand up and prove it to me. ”

"Heh......"

In the expectant gaze of everyone, Hui Linbi slowly curled up and knelt on the ground, and when he looked up to see Shota sitting in the middle of the arena, his head hit the ground heavily.

"Thank you!! Thank you for fulfilling me. ”

"Tell me, O struggling boy, what your heart desires?"

At this time, Shota turned into a white-bearded old man riding an elk in winter, and he looked at Huilimbi with a solemn face, and behind him seemed to be a bag hiding all the treasures in the world, waiting for someone to touch it.

"Longing for what? Hehehe......"

Hui Lingbi laughed to himself when he heard this, and then he dragged his body that had been exhausted by the continuous game to his feet.

"I knew I was clumsy and even useless to bring this group of talented youngsters to the finals. I didn't win any games during my time as captain of the Mandarin Ducks, and that's all my fault. ”

"There's no such thing!"

"Captain, don't say that!"

Looking at Hui Linby, who was already a little physically exhausted but still struggling in the field, the players of the Mandarin Duck team cried one by one on the guardrail.

"This year is my last race."

Hui Linbi stood up straight suddenly, but he shook twice, and his feet were already a little unstable, but he still locked his eyes firmly on Shota, afraid that if he relaxed, he would never be found again.

"I know my abilities are limited, but even if it's just to contribute a feather to the Tottori Prefecture Mandarin Ducks team and help him fly one centimeter higher, my fight is meaningful.

There will be someone who will replace me and fly higher on my fallen body, so ...... Even if there is no hope of victory, I will teach them one last lesson.

In life, you must work hard with unwillingness!! ”

"Captain !!"

Bang!

Bang!

There is no so-called posture and discipline, and the two of them are purely attacking and fighting constantly.

Although Shota was a little tricky in the face of his stormy attack, it was not yet the level of opening a sword Shura.

And in this intensive offensive, he faintly felt that Hui Linbi already had a feeling of powerlessness. Is it time to get back to light? Shota stared behind his panting gear.

"Although you are not the strongest opponent I have ever faced, I appreciate this awareness, and I respect your choice in that case."

After another violent physical collision between the two, Shota opened up the distance between the two with a backjump.

Just as Shota was about to fall with another slash, Hui Linbi, who was already unconscious, suddenly came backhand and slashed against his robe as if he had come to the eye, which was a few points faster than Shota's slash.

"Captain, !!"

"Come on, !!"

For a while, all the cheers went towards him, and Keno Kato on the judges' bench also stood up all at once.

This sword can indeed be called a stroke of genius, and the timing of the swing is exactly the gap after Shota's slash, and if he is hit by this sword, the game can be said to be really over.

Could it be that this little ghost is really going to lose here?

Just when everyone was extremely nervous about the result of this knife falling, Shota, who had been cornered, suddenly laughed from an angle that no one could see.

Everything was planned.

Bang!!!

The bamboo sword from the bottom up in full view of everyone actually slashed at Shota's hilt, and the bamboo sword fell off from his hand as his arm was raised, and Hui Linbi also seized the opportunity immediately.

As soon as the blade turned, he prepared to return the favor to his own body with his own way, and ended the battle with Shota's best robe.

"Come on, President!!"

The members of the Mandarin Duck team in the audience shouted hoarsely with tears in their eyes, but Kusakatagawa, who was resting on the sidelines, stood up in disbelief.

"How can this !!?"

Kato, who was on the judges' bench, also looked at the arena below in a daze, muttering to himself.

"Yes...... Back turning knife! ”

Hui Linbi's bamboo sword stopped in front of Shota's head but couldn't fall down, and he looked down at the bamboo sword that appeared out of thin air and stabbed him in the stomach, which he was already unconscious.

"I didn't ...... I didn't expect you to have this trick. ”

After saying that, he fell, and Shota looked at Kusakutagawa, who had already stood up on the side of the arena.

Next time, it's you!!