Kendo club entrance assessment, the third round, the last chance.

Putting on his mask and stepping barefoot on the wooden floor of the kendo arena, Mamoru Suzuki adjusted his breathing and stood opposite Tamajo Michiyo for the third time.

"Ready." Rinka Nakazawa gave the order.

Holding the sword, the middle section is constructed, the tip of the sword is in contact, and the opening is standard.

Rinka Nakazawa pressed down the two flags raised in her hand.

So, it's officially begin!

The atmosphere subjectively perceived by the human body was almost frozen at this moment, the real feeling of the hilt of the bamboo sword held in his hand, the slight resistance from the tip of the sword that extended out of the contact, and the sound of breathing, the sound of his own breathing that he heard in his ears after he took it seriously with all his heart.

A little nervousness is inevitable, but more, the brain is excited, the heart is excited, and this emotion is antiquity.

What to expect after seeing the opportunity to win. Even if it is the three thousand generations of Yucheng, it is not invincible.

Mamoru Suzuki looked directly into the eyes of the girl opposite who were hidden under the mask, black and white eyes.

Confident, calm and serious.

Not because he was just a beginner who had only practiced kendo for two weeks, he was underestimated and reserved, and he did not relax because it was already the last game, and the girl went all out to treat every kendo competition.

So, at the moment when the game began, he was extremely confident and did not hesitate, with such a fierce momentum, Yucheng Sanchiyo pressed forward a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, the bamboo swords clashed.

One sword and one foot, the distance is formed, and the offense and defense are about to begin.

Suzuki Shouru bowstring tensed his body, and the bamboo sword in his hand was tightly gripped.

"The senses open."

Because I don't know how long the new ability will last, it has not been until now, until the official entry of the sword and one foot confrontation distance, that Suzuki Mamoru officially uses the ability.

His mind moved, and in an instant, it seemed as if some mysterious force had invaded and swept through his body, washing through every corner of his body, and in his mind—

"Boom—"

It seems to explode silently.

When the "Cat Senses" opened, the world seemed to be lifted through the misty clouds in his perception, and everything changed in his senses.

The perception of time was slowed down and lengthened, and the sound in his ears became extremely clear, the sound of his own breathing, the thumping of his heartbeat, the small noise outside the kendo hall, the vague conversation of two pedestrians passing by...

Not only that, but when he came down, blocked out the noise, and focused his full attention on the Tamajo Michiyo on the other side... The girl's snort, the air disturbed by her breath, the pace of her preparation, the slightly raised tip of the sword...

Tamaki Michiyo is ready to make a sword!

The almost terrifying observation power under the blessing of the senses makes judgments in an instant.

And such a thought had just come to mind, and the girl opposite him in his field of vision—she moved!

But it is visible.

That's right, I can see it, and I can even see it quite clearly and clearly. Footsteps, bamboo swords, immediately approaching his body... In the vision as if time had been slowed down, everything was clear.

If you can catch a trace, can you react?

Yucheng Sanchiyo is already a lot better than him in kendo, and his physical fitness and reaction speed are also better than him, he has the active blessing of "cat sense", and Yucheng Sanchiyo also has the passive blessing of "cat sense".

His blessings are greater, and the girl's foundation is better.

In this regard, who is superior and who is inferior, before the dust settles, Suzuki Mamoru is not clear.

But he has a huge advantage, quite a huge advantage.

That's right, Yucheng Michiyo did not underestimate the enemy and went all out. But in the same way, she is extremely confident in her sword, and with her invincible kendo level, in the eyes of Jadejo Sanchiyo, his "structure" must be full of flaws.

The maiden trusted her own judgment, she believed that what she saw was a flaw in the truth, and she drew her sword.

However, Mamoru Suzuki is no longer the Mamoru Suzuki of the first two rounds.

Jadejo Michiyo's misjudgment of his reaction speed can make the flaws that were originally "real" become a trap to lure the enemy into attacking at this moment.

- as long as he can keep up!

"First defensive."

The moment he realized that Tamaki Michiyo was about to take out his sword, Mamoru Suzuki's brain gave such a command to his body.

So can you defend it?

The bamboo sword in his hand became extremely light, and with the huge blessing of reflexes, Mamoru Suzuki truly made the sword move at will. Without hindrance, without delay, the bamboo sword became an extension of his hands, and as soon as his mind moved, he immediately followed the girl's sword and lifted it up.

Mamoru Suzuki's gaze locked tightly, and the bamboo swords of both sides got closer and closer in mid-air, and then—

"Bang!" The bamboo swords collide and make a crisp sound!

Suzuki Mamoru blocked it, and between the lightning and flint, he blocked the sword swung by Tamajo Michiyo!

But it didn't work out.

It is necessary to fight back immediately, and it is not possible to leave the Tamajo Michiyo a little time to react.

Caught off guard, Suzuki Mamoru believed that she definitely didn't expect her sword to be blocked, but, Suzuki Mamoru had experienced the girl's sword control level and reaction speed, but if he was a little slower, Tamashiro Michiyo would definitely be able to seize the opportunity to retract the sword and return to defense.

So, immediately.

At the moment when the bamboo sword resisted the attack of the three thousand generations of Jade City, it was like practicing before-

Fight back!

Without pause and extremely smooth, Suzuki Mamoru stepped forward, and the bamboo sword in his hand instantly changed direction and swung towards the body of Tamajo Michiyo.

His gaze followed the tip of the sword, piercing the air.

It's a matter of success or failure.

The huge increase in reaction speed, the wrong judgment of Yucheng Michiyo about him, and the blessing of the two can have such a chance of success. Once this defeat occurs, Tamashiro Michiyo has figured out his reaction speed and is wary of him, it is almost impossible to have such a chance again.

So it has to be successful.

In the slow perception of time, Mamoru Suzuki's gaze wandered to the girl's eyes with the bamboo sword approaching Tamashiro Michiyo.

The originally calm and confident eyes, at this moment, he caught a slight puzzlement from it.

He must have wondered why he was able to react suddenly, right?

But it's too late.

The sword body is about to hit, and at this time, even the three thousand generations of Yucheng will not be able to retract the sword and return to defense.

"Bang!"

"Trunk!"

As the swinging bamboo sword hit the girl's body as desired, there was a sound, and the sound of Suzuki's "qi" was immediately connected.

Immediately after, after the counterattack was successful, he quickly passed by the side of the Tamaki Sanchiyo and pulled away, turning around to maintain the posture of "broken heart".

The third round of the confrontation is over!

With his "cat sense" and poor information, he, a kendo beginner who had only practiced for two weeks, managed to score against Tamashiro Michiyo.

His hands were weakened by the extremely fast swing of the sword beyond the limits of his body, his breathing became short, the passage of time returned to normal, the "cat senses" ended, and his physical strength was greatly consumed, almost exhausted.

But now that you've won, it's okay to run out of stamina.

Mamoru Suzuki gasped and let go of the "broken heart" stance.

He then looked at Rinka Nakazawa, who was the referee, and waited for her to raise the red flag, which symbolized his victory.

However...

One second,

Two seconds,

Three seconds.

Mamoru Suzuki didn't see Rinka Nakazawa raise the flag.

Looking at her eyes and expression, it seems...

Something happened.