8:00 a.m., inside the dojo of the Happo Kendo Hall.

A middle-aged man with a white face and beard stood in the center of the dojo, and his cold eyes began to scan the more than thirty students standing in a queue in front of him.

When he saw the empty seat on the far right of the first row, his eyes froze, and he said coldly, "What about Leo?" ”

"Report to Wang Shifan! Leo had an accident on the way and was on his way to get there. ”

Standing in the second place in the first row, a sturdy young man said loudly.

He had a rare long pale blonde hair, which was noticeably different from the black-haired and black-eyed students around him.

Wang Shifan glanced at Antonio: "I dare to be late for such an important day, I think he doesn't take the ranking to heart at all." There's no need to participate in any fixed-stage races. ”

"Wang Shifan ......" Antonio was about to say something, but Wang Shifan directly snorted coldly and raised his hand to interrupt:

"You don't need to say more, if you are late, you have to have the consciousness of being late, and if he is not there when he competes, then even if he fails the competition, he will directly kick out of the top ten and be disqualified from the fixed stage competition."

After speaking, Wang Shifan directly picked up the list in his hand and read the order of the competition.

Time passed minute by minute, and as the competition between the two students ended, Wang Shifan shouted loudly: "In the next game, Leo against Jiang Tianjun." ”

The voice fell, and a burly young man stepped out from the first place in the second row of the line, shouted "yes", and then walked to the center of the dojo.

Wang Shifan glanced at the rightmost position in the first row, which belonged to the tenth place, which was still empty at the moment.

At the same time, the burly young man, Jiang Tianjun, also set his eyes on that position, and his eyes showed joy.

Originally, he had prepared some small means, but now it seems that he can't use it, and this guy Leo even dares to be late for the competition in the hall, hehehe......

Wang Fan snorted coldly: "Leo is absent, this competition ......"

"Wang Fan ......" Antonio took half a step forward, and with Wang Shifan's cold eyes, he wanted to plead again.

"Here!"

At this moment, a shout came from the entrance of the dojo, and then, a panting figure quickly rushed in.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

Taking a few breaths to calm the violently beating heart in his chest, Leo raised his head and shouted, "Here!" ”

"You're late." Wang Fan looked at Li Ao expressionlessly, and a trace of impatience and darkness flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Wang Shifan, it's really ...... on the road," Leo opened his mouth to explain.

But before he could finish speaking, Wang Shifan raised his hand to interrupt his words and said coldly:

"I don't want to hear any explanation, being late is being late!"

"Leo, you also know the rules of the gym, the strong go up, and the weak go down."

"In view of your negative performance in the last week of last month, we are now giving notice that if you lose the upcoming competition, you will fall out of the top 10 and be disqualified from the Swordsman Regular Stage."

"Did you hear me clearly?"

The cold and impersonal voice echoed in the dojo, making everyone's eyes turn to the young man standing at the front of the line.

"Wang Shifan, this is not appropriate." Antonio frowned and took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said, "How can such an important matter as ranking be decided by the outcome of a competition." ”

"No one can guarantee that they will always be at the top of their state, and a little carelessness and a decline in state will lead to defeat."

"Is your decision too arbitrary?"

After Antonio finished speaking, the eyes of the other students below also flashed, and a small part of the back row even whispered: "Yes, yes, although Leo's record was not good-looking some time ago, who dares to guarantee that he will always win?" ”

"At the very least, you have to fight several times to determine the ranking, right?"

"Have you said enough?"

Wang Shifan's cold eyes swept over the students below, and wherever he looked, the students who protested lowered their heads one after another, leaving Antonio alone still staring directly at him.

"It's not a discussion, it's a notice! If you're not convinced, get out of here immediately! ”

At the same time, a trace of pride flashed in the depths of Jiang Tianjun's eyes, who were standing in the center of the dojo.

Normally, of course, Wang Shifan would not be so harsh, but with his secret operation......

Anyway, for Wang Shifan, it doesn't matter who goes to participate in the fixed-stage competition.

Damn Leo, you dared to refuse me yesterday, and today, I want you to be even more embarrassed!

"You ......" Antonio had a burst of blood vessels in his neck, but he still forcibly suppressed his anger and was ready to continue arguing.

At this moment, a figure blocked in front of him, isolating him from Wang Shifan.

"It's okay, Antonio, needless to say." Leo turned his head, shook his head and smiled at Antonio behind him, and then, he turned his head, looked at Wang Shifan, who looked more and more cold in front of him, and said with a calm face:

"Wang Shifan, I understand what you mean."

"Then the ranking will be determined by the outcome of this competition."

"Anyway, I'm not going to lose."

There was a strong sense of confidence in the flat voice.

In other words, before he experienced the dream, he might be excited and hesitant in the face of this situation, but now, there is only calm.

It was so calm that he felt incredible.

In the previous week, he was affected by a nightmare, his state deteriorated, and the battles in the hall basically ended in defeat, and because of this, Wang Shifan, who managed their current batch of students, was very dissatisfied with him, and those students who ranked eleventh and second were also eyeing him as the tenth place.

However, as Wang Shifan said just now, the rules of the kendo hall are "the strong go up, the weak go down", and now he is completely different from him a week ago......

He walked step by step to the competition venue in the center of the dojo and faced an opponent five meters away, Jiang Tianjun, who was ranked 11th in the last period.

"You're very lucky, you're in luck, it's all about getting you there." Jiang Tianjun was wearing a white training uniform, and at one meter eight, he looked extremely burly.

He looked at Leo with a sneer of disdain on the corner of his mouth:

"But what if you get there? It was just my carelessness to lose to you in the last 'hall competition', and with your current state, how could you be my opponent? ”

"You shouldn't have forgotten the scene where you were beaten all over the ground by me in the battle a few days ago, right? It's ridiculous that you dare to say that you won't lose. ”

"Hehe......"

In the face of Jiang Tianjun's ridicule, Leo's face remained unchanged, he took out a hardwood sword from the sword bag, and casually threw the sword bag to the edge of the field.

He grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, palm against his chest, and let the tip of the sword fall vertically, while his left hand rested lightly on his right fist, making a swordsman's salute.

"Please advise."

Seeing this, Jiang Tianjun didn't say much, in his eyes, Leo was already a defeated general, but out of etiquette, he still performed the same etiquette: "Please advise." ”

At the edge of the competition venue, Wang Fan glanced at Li Ao coldly, then retracted his gaze and shouted: "Competition, start!" ”