"It doesn't matter who I am, can I start sooner?"

Yusuke looked at the sky outside the window, it was ten o'clock in the morning, and there were still more than three hours before the afternoon class, but he asked Kana to ask her to take half a day off for herself.

"Bai Mu, the kid you invited is very loud." Okamoto sat back on the floor.

"Hmph, Okamoto, he's not an ordinary person, just watch." Saburo Shiraki replied.

"Oh? That's really exciting. Although he said this, Okamoto's face only sneered, and he didn't believe Shiraki Saburo's words at all.

In kendo, although talent plays a great role, but more important than talent is the accumulation of time, no matter how talented a teenager is, it is impossible to use more than ten years to catch up with Matsushita Koji, who has practiced swords for 30 years.

Seeing that Saburo Shiraki and Okamoto were speechless, the leader of the Takeda group announced the start of the competition.

The Takeda Kai's contest is three-on-three, and wooden weapons can be used.

Both of Yusuke's teammates use swords, while the three members of the Sanhuai group use sticks, except for Matsushita Koji, who uses a katana.

Hearing the signal to start, two personnel with sticks immediately rushed towards the three of Yusuke, but before they could run halfway, Koji Matsushita, who was starting from behind, knocked his two teammates away with his shoulder.

"Don't get in the way, stay put!"

Yusuke's two teammates catch up with Koji Matsushita.

Outside the court, Shiraki Saburo's hands were already a little purple, and he nervously watched the battle in front of him.

Just now, although he let out a big talk for Okamoto to wait and see, he actually didn't have any confidence at all.

In private, Shiraki Saburo asked Muto Konji whether Yusuke was good or he was good, and Muto Konji's answer was:

"That young man's swordsmanship is strange, and he is born with divine power, if he is surprised, he can beat most of the best players in the country, but if the other party is cautious or guarded......"

Now he can only hope that Matsushita Koji despises Yusuke and gives Yusuke a chance to take advantage of it.

Matsushita Takaji dealt with Yusuke's teammates in two clicks, and he came to Yusuke with his sword: "Come on, boy, let me see your innate divine power and that swordsmanship that is just a thorn." ”

What the! Saburo Shiraki felt his heart stop beating for a moment.

After a moment, Saburo Shiraki smiled wryly, and he knew that there must be a traitor within him. Now that even the last hole card is known to the other party, he has no chance of winning.

His originally straight waist bent down in the next moment, and he looked down and thought about his future path. Just as Okamoto suffered, the Shiraki group that lost Lace Street could no longer be the opponent of the Sanhuai group, and there would only be two groups in the city in the future.

Closing his eyes, his face seemed to have aged ten years, revealing a sense of twilight.

On the field at this time, Yusuke and Matsushita Koji have already handed over.

Parrying Yusuke's stabbing sword, Matsushita Koji was amazed: "There is still such a swordsmanship, which attaches more importance to thorns than Western thin swords." ”

"Your swordsmanship is not bad either." Yusuke laughed. He didn't use all his strength, and he was feeding himself with Matsushita Koji.

With the contribution of the other party, Yusuke felt that his understanding of stabbing swords had become more profound.

Although the library has entered all the inheritance into Yusuke's mind, there is still some distance between memory and performance.

At this time, if he uses the stabbing sword of that night, Yusuke can make the afterimage of that sword more dense.

The inheritance of stabbing swordsmanship replays in Yusuke's mind, playing upside down, reversing, and shuffling editing......

Feeling that the opponent's swordsmanship was becoming more and more proficient, Matsushita Koji also figured out the situation, and his face became hideous: "You actually use me to try your moves, it's really bold!" ”

His wooden knife froze, then became more fierce and fierce.

That's right, Matsushita Koji didn't use his full strength, there is not much development of thorns in the katana, this is an excellent learning opportunity, and he naturally can't let it go.

But after knowing Yusuke's purpose, a sense of humiliation rose in his heart to be used, and he immediately abandoned his plan.

Exiting the battle, Koji Matsushita put on his own unique posture: "How many moves can you hold?" Three moves? Four moves? ”

When evading the pursuit, Matsushita Takaji didn't have time to fight back and forth with his opponent, so he practiced a swordsmanship of quick attack and quick knot.

"I don't think I even have a chance to make a move." Yusuke lifted the wooden knife and placed it horizontally in front of him.

"No, I think you can still take three moves." After speaking, Matsushita Koji swung his sword and attacked.

A sword shadow flashed

Bang –

A figure fell to the ground.

Yusuke slowly lowered his sword-holding arm and exhaled, "What I'm saying is that you don't even have a chance to make a move. ”

Glancing at Koji Matsushita, who was curled up on the ground, Yusuke turned his gaze to the other two members of the Sanhuai group.

The two glanced at each other, rushed up to the front, and were knocked to the ground by Yusuke without the slightest accident.

"Shiraki wins." The presiding boy announced the results and walked out of the dojo.

There was silence in the dojo, and the three groups couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

"Hahahaha, I knew that Master Otono could win!" Saburo Shiraki, who reacted first, came to the court, took the towel from the hands of the Takeda group, and handed it to Yusuke himself.

Yusuke took it, wiped a few drops of sweat from his forehead, and finally solved that the sword of Matsushita Koji was not easy to use.

"Since the Shiraki group won, the five million that Chibian Street and the bet made is the Shiraki group." The people of the Takeda group announced something that the teenager did not announce.

Chibian Street is the economic center of the Sanhuai Group, which is about the same value as Huabian Street, but only accounts for 40% of the economy of the Sanhuai Group.

But Okamoto, the leader of the Sanhuai group, didn't have a heartache expression at all.

"Team Leader." Okamoto's henchmen leaned into his ear.

"Are you all ready?" Okamoto asked, the scene was waiting for the top leaders of each group, as long as these people died, the Sanhuai group would definitely be able to dominate the city.

The henchman handed him a cup of tea, not to ask Okamoto to smash the cup, but to let him moisten his throat so that he could shout a slogan that his brothers outside could hear.

When they entered the dojo, they had all the electronics on them, so they had to use the most primitive shouts.

While Okamoto was drinking tea, Yusuke came to the front of the Sanhuai group, and he came to take the bet, accompanied by Saburo Shiraki.

Shiraki Saburo's face was still full of smiles: "Hurry up and take out the five million, this is what I want to give to Master Otona." ”

Okamoto glanced at Saburo Shiraki, and his heart was even more disappointed. The other party's life is already in his own hands, and he can still smile so happily.

Looking at Yusuke again, Okamoto sneered in his heart: No matter how high the personal force is, how about the two machine guns in one sweep, no matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, it is not a sieve?

With a wave of his hand, he asked his subordinate to take out a handbag full of money and throw it on the ground in front of him, and he continued to take a sip of tea.

"Poof!"