Chapter Seventy-Two: The Opening

Led by the staff, Kamiyo Yu and his party entered the lounge through the internal passage, and about half an hour later, the staff reappeared and invited them into the arena.

The arena is a professional dojo used for the game, about the size of two basketball courts in the middle, the four sides are elevated stands, which can accommodate nearly 5,000 people to watch the game at the same time, and the top of the dojo is an LCD screen, at this moment, the screen is ...... Advertise your stockings!

And it is the one endorsed by Xinggong Hanabi, and the slender and slender legs of Xinggong Hanabi flashed on the LCD screen from time to time.

At this time, the stands were already crowded, and there were many children running around in the aisles, which was very lively.

In the various aisles, there were many young men in white Divine Consciousness Flowing Dao uniforms standing scattered, they wore bamboo swords at their waists, and their aura was magnificent, they were the disciples of the Sword Dojo who were responsible for maintaining order.

On some of the main roads, they are guarded by middle-aged people, they are wearing black Taoist uniforms and samurai swords at their waists, they are the mainstay of the Divine Consciousness Flow Sword Dojo, and they are all high-ranking swordsmen!

At the top of the stands, there are personnel in police uniforms patrolling, and the security work is very rigorous.

Under the stands, in the middle is the playing field, surrounded by a square with solid white lines, and four middle-aged men in black uniforms stand in the four corners, where there are wooden shelves and various knives are displayed.

The arena was surrounded by the media, and at this time, they had already set up their long guns and short guns, aimed at the arena, and in the corner, there were reporters interviewing celebrities, but it was already nearing the end, because the game was about to start.

Kamiyo Yu and they were led to the fence of the stands, and not far from each side, were the two high school kendo clubs that were ranked before and after them.

The staff told them that the sixteen college kendo clubs were all around the fence, sorted by points, from left to right, exactly in a circle.

Between the first and last places is the referee's bench.

Kamiyo Yu looked around the audience, his eyes were calm and unwavering.

In his previous life, he had participated in countless competitive competitions, not to mention the competition of 5,000 people, and the competition of 50,000 people, and in that one, he almost won the championship!

"Brother Yu, aren't you nervous?" Izumi Asakusa stood beside him, although he was wearing a suit and looked dignified, but looking at the noisy spectators around him and the countless long guns and short cannons under the arena, he was extremely nervous.

"No, it won't." Kamiyo Yu looked at him strangely, "I said Kusaoquan, you don't play again, what are you nervous about." ”

He found that Izumi Asakusa was more nervous than him, nay, any of them who were going to play, and sweat was oozing from his forehead.

"I, I'm not nervous, I'm just a little hot!" Izumi Asakusa defended, and he took off his suit, but he still couldn't stop sweating.

"There were only a few reporters in the last game, but I didn't expect there to be so many now!" Inagaki Ishida looked at the long guns and short cannons in the audience, and the big eyes of the copper bell were a little timid.

The first time he saw this battle, he was a little frightened.

A, B, C, and D are not much better, especially since they only have the strength of kendo level 2, and they are under great pressure to compete on such a big 'stage' and under the attention of so many celebrities and swordsmen!

The staff next to them seemed to think that their pressure was too 'light', and told them with a smile that this game would be broadcast live on the whole network, not only on TV, but even on major live broadcast platforms, and would face millions or even tens of millions of viewers!

Although this is only a regional competition in Tokyo, the population of Tokyo is over 10 million, and with the addition of people from other prefectures, there are definitely many viewers watching the live broadcast.

The staff smiled and said that if you perform eye-catching on the field, you can become an 'Internet celebrity' in an instant!

If the game is bad and ugly, it will definitely be a shame to be thrown at grandma's house.

The slightly weaker A, B, C, and D were frightened, and they all swallowed their saliva and wanted to run.

Nakata Ino, Kujo Maki and others frowned.

"That's not what you're supposed to say." Nakata Ino said angrily.

Kujou Maki crossed her arms around her chest, outlining a graceful arc, like a delicate rose in full bloom, and she smiled coquettishly: "Who taught you to say that." ”

The staff member couldn't bear the beauty of Kujou Maki, and his heartbeat was a little disordered, and he said, "My work is over here, if you need anything, please contact me again." ”

Instead of arguing, he retreated, stood aside, and became an NPC.

Nakata Ino snorted, turned his head to look at Kamiyo Yu and them, and told them to concentrate on the game and not care about the media and the audience.

Shen Daiyu doesn't care, nod yes.

Inagaki Ishida and A, B, C, and Ding still have some uncontrollable tremors.

Kamiyo Yu looked at his friend and found that Kusaoquan was half-lying on the railing, panting like a dehydrated fish.

He looked at Kayoko again, and saw that she looked as usual, without any nervousness, and that she was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other, Kayoko smiled, she didn't say anything, but Kamiyo Yu could feel that she was worried about herself, afraid that he would be nervous and stage frightened.

Next to him, Kujo Maki looked at Kamiyo Yu, and his eyes were rolling.

Such a big stage will bring great pressure to many first-time debutants, Inagaki Ishida and A, B, C Ding are examples.

Like Kayoko, she was born in a chaebol and has experienced various big scenes since she was a child, so she will not have stage fright.

What about Kamiyo Yu?

Why wasn't he nervous?

Kujo Maki investigated Kamiyo Yu, his mother died in childbirth, lost his father when he was ten years old, and was raised by a swordsman from Huaguo, who had not experienced much of the world.

Could it be that he was born with a good mentality?

Maki Kujou pursed her pink fluorescent red lips, suddenly looking forward to his future performance.

The noisy sound lasted in the dojo for a while before it quickly disappeared under the referee's light cough.

The referee sat there and said through the microphone, "Everyone, welcome to the Divine Will-Flowing Sword Dojo, I am today's referee, Ito Ken." ”

"Takeru Ito is a martial arts professor at the University of Tokyo, a 9th-level high-ranking swordsman, and at the same time, he is also a 13th-level armed domineering cultivator." Kayoko whispered next to Kamiyoha.

"Level 13?" Kamiyo Yu's pupils shrank.

According to the division of strength in this life, a level 13 armed domineering cultivator is equivalent to a great sword hero!

Moreover, Nakata Ino said in a theory class that if you practice to level 13, you can cover your whole body with armed color domineering!

Equivalent...... Virgo in the original book!

He looked at Virgo, who was speaking...... No, Ito Ken, but it's a little far away and I can't see him clearly.

Fortunately, the LCD screen above the dojo has already run out of ads.

Kamiyo Yu looked up, and on the screen, Ken Ito looked like he was in his early forties, with a square face and a wide nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking at his face, he looked more like a politician.

But it's such a person, with a level 13 armed color domineering!

Go out like this, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

At this time, Chiba Yarn and Snow Girl are standing on the side.

"Yuki-chan, are you videotaping?" Chiba saw that the Snow Girl had been fiddling with her mobile phone, and she was a little curious.

"Well...... Snow Girl hesitated, leaned over and whispered, "I'm on a video call with my aunt, she's curious and wants to watch the game." ”

"That's right." Chiba didn't think much about it, and greeted her mobile phone in a friendly way.

"Xiaosha, don't pay attention to my aunt, she's boring, let's watch the game by ourselves, don't care about her." Snow Maiden Road.

"That's not good, it's your aunt after all." Chiba Yarn respects her elders very much at home.

"It's okay, let's just watch the game." The Snow Girl hung her phone on her chest, and the camera just took pictures of all the arenas.

The lengthy speech finally ended, and the referee Ito-kun announced the official start of the game with a smile, saying, "First of all, please ask the presidents of each kendo club to come forward and draw lots in turn according to the ranking of points." ”

An assistant referee jumped from the referee's bench to the middle of the arena with a wooden box and a fist-sized opening above it.

Kazuhide Hayakawa, the president of the Kaisei Kendo Club, jumped from behind the fence and landed on the edge of the arena with a vigorous posture, and behind him, long spears and short cannons instantly shone brightly.

He walked slowly towards the assistant referee as if he were walking on the red carpet.

"Hayakawa Kazuxiu, act quickly, otherwise you will be disqualified from the lottery." Ito-kun's dissatisfied urging.

Hayakawa Kazuhide was taken aback, shrunk his neck and quickly ran in front of the deputy referee, stretching out his hand to draw lots.

In the surrounding stands, 5,000 spectators covered their mouths and stole fun, and the tense atmosphere on the field quickly dissipated.