More than ten minutes later, Mutsu Aoi sat on the floor, his hand holding the wooden knife trembling, his chest heaving and panting.

She had been beaten by Tanaka Rino for nearly twenty minutes, and she was exhausted, and there was not a single muscle in her body that was not sore.

On the other hand, Rino Tanaka, except for the sweat on her face under the helmet and her hair being soaked with sweat, she is like a nobody, and it is not a problem to continue to fight with her for twenty minutes depending on the posture.

Mutsu Aoi Aki swallowed his saliva, the tip of the wooden knife poked on the floor, and he stood up strongly, staring at Tanaka Rino with his eyes, and said in a slightly weak voice, "Again... Again..."

Rino Tanaka hesitated, she reached out and scratched her helmet, and her steps stepped back, "Why don't you forget it... There's no point in continuing to fight, and you won't even be able to stand up the next day."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mutsu Aoi raised the wooden knife and pointed the tip of the knife at her, his eyes were extremely stubborn, "Today we must decide between us!"

"That's... Okay then—" Tanaka Rino was helpless, and slashed at her forearm with the knife, but with much less force than before.

Mitsu Aoi wanted to draw his knife to block, but because his physical strength was almost exhausted, his reaction speed had also slowed down a lot, and he still couldn't get the blow down in the crotch.

Syllable!

The blunt blade of the wooden knife slashed at her, and a pain that was difficult to express into words spread throughout her hand, causing her five fingers to unconsciously open.

Boom Boom...

Her knife fell.

Rino Tanaka stepped back again, and admonished again, "Miss Mutsu..."

"Don't say anything superfluous!" Mutsu Aoi bent down to pick up the wooden knife and made an offensive stance, "Also, have you regained your strength? Are you insulting me!?"

"Nope..."

"If not, then use your strongest strength to fight me!"

"But..."

"No, but!"

Not far away, Takuya Aramura leaned against the wall, watching the fight between the two, covering his mouth and snorting, "Ha... Mutsu fights like this, and tomorrow there is a chance that he won't even be able to get out of bed."

"Huh?" Junri Uchida looked at him with her big eyes that weren't tainted by knowledge, "Why?"

"Muscle overstrain, I give you an analogy, a metal rod, keep bending it, after a long time it will lose its activity until it breaks, the muscle is similar to this... To put it bluntly, it's an overdraft." Takuya Aramura happened to be bored, so he explained it to her carefully.

"That's it... I see." Junri Uchida nodded as if she didn't understand, "It means that Miss Mutsu's muscles will break if she continues, right?"

"..."" Takushi Aramura was also silenced by her words.

Mao Mi of Cold Spring, who was on the side, didn't say anything, frowned slightly, and looked at Michinoku Aoiaki's eyes full of worry.

She was worried about the other party.

But she also had no idea of stopping the duel.

Because she knows Michinoku Aoi Aki very well, she is a person who is as proud as herself, and she doesn't like to lose, and she doesn't like to admit defeat.

"Don't worry too much." Takuya Aramura half-opened and half-squinted his eyelids, looking like he was about to fall asleep, "At most, it's just lying down for a day or two, and it won't cause any damage to the body."

"Yes, I see." Mao Mi of Cold Spring lowered her head at him, and the worry in her eyes eased slightly.

On the other side, Mitsu Aoi Aki has been knocked down several times by Rino Tanaka.

She looked at the wooden knife on the ground, dizzy.

No... No, I'm dying... It's so tiring... My whole body hurts, I can't lift up any strength, I can't hold on anymore...

Mutsu Aoiaki, cheer up! You're a retainer of the young lady! It's her right-hand man! How can you make such a mess of yourself!

Rino Tanaka stood next to her, with a wooden knife in both hands, and looked at her with a little admiration.

Michinoku Aoi was already the strongest opponent she had ever faced in her age.

Vicious, agile, and top-notch in all aspects, if it weren't for her physical strength being perverted enough, her appearance would not be much better.

The key is the perseverance of Mutsu Aoiaki, which is so terrifying that he was about to be beaten to delirium and did not admit defeat, nor did he mess up, and he was able to tightly protect his neck from being "decapitated".

After more than ten seconds, Michinoku Aoi Aki had difficulty picking up the weapon from the ground.

She couldn't remember how many times it was.

After taking a few deep breaths, she steadied herself, raised the wooden knife above her head, and charged at Rino Tanaka, slashing with all the strength she had left, screaming in a loud rage.

"Ha ——!"

Rino Tanaka sighed softly, holding the wooden knife in both hands, knocking her knife off again.

Boom Boom...

Boom!

The wooden knife fell, and Mutsu Aoi Aki finally exhausted all his physical strength at this moment, and fell straight to the ground.

Yes... I can't help it... I tried my best...

Rino Tanaka bowed to Mutsu Aoi and slowly walked to her side.

Hold a wooden knife aloft with the blade facing the square neck.

"Come on." Mutsu Aoi closed her eyes, "I lost."

Rino Tanaka held the hand of the knife and paused.

After a moment's hesitation, she threw the knife to the ground, reached behind her back, took off her helmet, and tucked it in the creaky nest.

His expression was straight, and then he bowed deeply to Mutsu Aoiaki.

"Michinoku-sama, I agreed."

"I'm so impressed by your samurai spirit that so... The result of this duel is a draw!"

As soon as Rino Tanaka's words fell, Junri Uchida jumped up and applauded her desperately, "Rino! It's so handsome! It's like the main character in a samurai movie!"

"Huh? Really, really?" Tanaka Rino revealed her true form, rushed to her happily, and asked in a hurry.

"Uh-huh! Really!"

"Great!"

Seeing that the competition was over, Mao Mi hurriedly ran to Mutsu Aoi with a bottle of mineral water and helped her up from the ground, "Aoi, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Mutsu Aoi Qiu shook his head, but his face was whiter than the corpse that had been dead for three days, and it was obvious that he had collapsed.

"Come, let's drink saliva first."

"Thank you, Miss."

Takuya Aramura was still leaning against the wall, looking at Rino Tanaka with complicated eyes.

At this time, he actually committed the second disease... This man is also the best...

You must know that this is a duel, what kind of samurai spirit is it to let go of the opponent so easily? That's a duel! simply committed suicide by seppuku and died, which can show the spirit of the samurai even more.

Also, if the protagonist of a Japanese samurai movie is really like this, then he can only say that the director who made this is a romantic, to put it bluntly, he is a lack of heart.

And Rino Tanaka really eats this set...

Grabbing his hair, Takuya Aramura slowly got up from the ground.

Loss of 3000 yen ... No, it's 1,500 yen...

Although this is not a lot of money, but his recent economic state is not very good, and this 1500 yen is enough for his meal today, but he didn't expect to be spoiled if he wanted to earn extra money...

It's bad luck today...

In his eyes, the money that could have been obtained but could not be obtained for various reasons was a blood loss.

If you don't earn it, you lose it.