In the afternoon of the same day, Minami and Hui came to Iwata's house, and Kyushu Makoto and Miyamoto Aki followed him.

The Iwata family originally ran a sports equipment store, but since their family came out with Iwata Tower and this kendo prodigy, the Iwata family struck while the iron was hot and transformed the store into a kendo hall, and selling sports equipment became a side business.

Iwata Man suddenly asked Nan Hehui to "catch up", although it is possible that he really repented and wanted to apologize to Nan Hehui, but it is more likely that he planned to set up a Hongmen banquet to take revenge on Nan Hehui.

In order to ensure his safety, Makoto Kyushu and Miyamoto Aki also came with him. Makoto Kyushu also reported to Mr. Shibukawa before leaving, and if something went wrong, he asked him to call the police and come to the "Iwata Kendo Hall" to save the scene.

"Really, if you want me to say it, don't come~" Miyamoto Qiu hung his hands on the back of his head, carried a bamboo sword, and yawned boredly: "Maybe I have to fight in the past, so I don't want to swing a sword at the rookie." ”

"Actually, I know it's dangerous, but I have to go and break it with him." Nan Hehui also carried a bamboo sword on his back, and it looked like he was going to fight when he saw the battle: "I hope that this time we can understand each other a little." ”

"Is that the house?" Makoto Kyushu pointed to a large elegantly decorated house, and in the distance, he saw the torii of "Iwata Dojo" with four large characters.

"Well, there it is." Iwata swallowed a mouthful of saliva and strode forward.

Crunch –

Pushing open the door, the three of them were greeted by an empty gym, which looked quite deserted.

There are many medals and flags hanging on the walls of the training ground, most of which have the name "Iwata Tawa" written on them, which is very visually striking.

An inch-headed boy in a kendo uniform knelt in the middle of the training ground, with a bamboo sword lying horizontally in front of him.

"Aman, I'm here." Nan Hehui stepped forward and shouted to the inch-headed boy.

"You're here." The inch-headed boy stood up slowly, grabbed the bamboo sword with his hand, and his eyes were fierce:

"But in addition to Nan Senpai, there seem to be two uninvited bugs. Don't you know it's rude to visit without an invitation? ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm usually a guest here." Makoto Kyushu shrugged his shoulders and put his long-handled umbrella on the ground:

"Or are you Fukuoka people very cautious?"

"Aha, it's really a sharp counterattack~" Miyamoto Aki was amused: "It's quite good at talking, Ah Cheng." ”

"You flamboyant bastard" Iwata clenched his bamboo sword, his teeth crunching:

"You've ruined the plans we've been making for so long, and we've lost our last hopes!"

"Hmph, you really haven't realized your mistake yet." Kyushu Makoto's face was not good: "What, do you still think that you are doing the right thing?" What's the point of winning the championship by such despicable means? ”

"You know what, you outsider!" Iwata glared and scolded, "A champion, a jade dragon flag, you luxury guy from Tokyo definitely don't understand how important this is to us!" ”

"Then you can do whatever it takes, not hesitate to hurt or even kill other players, and trample on the fairness of the game under your feet?" Not to be outdone, Makoto Kyushu asked:

"Competitive sports without fairness are a meaningless pile of non-recyclable garbage! It's pathetic that you treat trash as a treasure! ”

"You despicable outlander, you are unreasonable." Iwata gritted his teeth.

"Aman. I thought you'd be introspective. Nan Hehui was extremely sad, and frowned: "Even now, do you still miss Ta and Brother He?" It's time to let go, Aman. ”

"Shut up, Minami and Hui!" Iwata Mitsuru raised his bamboo sword and pointed at Nan Hehui, and the killing intent emerged: "You are not qualified to mention his name!" ”

"What, do you want to fight me?" Nan Hehui also took out the bamboo sword from his bag and asked with horizontal eyebrows.

"Hmph, I originally wanted to teach you a betrayer a lesson today, but I didn't expect you to bring two other people." Iwata snorted coldly and shouted, "Oh~! It's all out! ”

As soon as the words fell, dozens of thugs armed with sticks and bamboo swords walked out from behind the doors of the kendo hall.

They are mainly young and middle-aged, supplemented by middle-aged people, some of them are fierce and vicious, and some of them look like kendo students here.

Kyushu Makoto also saw some familiar faces among these people, the accomplices who appeared at Maoming's house that day.

Probably because these people's crimes were not serious and they were accomplices, the police released them after fines and verbal education.

“.” Kyushu Makoto just wanted to retreat, but found that there were also more than a dozen stick-wielding thugs blocking the door, surrounding the three of them.

"You guys. . . What do you want to do?! Nan Hehui was a little stunned in his heart, but he still straightened his waist and asked with a full heart:

"Mitsuru Iwata, what the hell do you want to do? Answer me! ”

"Just as you think." Iwata's eyes became terrifying and terrifying, like a vulture staring at something that was about to die:

"Before you leave, we must make you pay for your betrayal. Above! ”

At the sound of an order, the stick-wielding thugs poured into the kendo arena and surrounded the three of them.

"Damn. How did this happen? Nan Hehui gritted his teeth and frowned, already fearful in his heart.

There were at least fifty or more people present, even if his master and Kyushu Makoto were very powerful, but if they were not careful, they might still lose, and the end waiting for them was a beating, or even death.

Nan Hehui. He no longer wants to involve irrelevant people in his private affairs. But why. Why are these people stubborn!

"Ah~It's a big crisis~" Miyamoto Aki pulled out a bamboo sword from his backpack and looked at these thugs with interest: "Not bad, suitable for enjoying as an after-dinner dessert." ”

"Isn't it okay? Strenuous exercise should not be done after meals. Kyushu Cheng held an umbrella in his right hand, took out plastic scissors from his pocket with his left hand, and the corners of his mouth opened excitedly and hideously: "But since these people want to do their best to be a landlord, then I will also accept all the orders, lest you say that I don't know how to lift." ”

"Hmph, it's a big talk." Iwata looked at the three of them with disdain.

A high school student swordsman known as the "Reincarnation of the Sword Master", an unknown person from Tokyo, and his former club predecessors.

The most threatening of these three is probably Miyamoto Aki, right?

But under the siege of fifty people, how long can the three of them last~?

"Give it all to me! Take them down! Iwata ordered again.

The thugs quickly closed the encirclement net and stared at the three of them as if they were watching meat on a plate.

At this moment, Kyushu Cheng shouted fiercely, and took the lead in pounced on a thug with a convulsive and strange pace.

"Turnip! Yes! Death to Lao Tzu! ”

The thug was startled and unable to react. Kyushu Cheng had already rushed in front of him first, hooked his neck with the hook of the umbrella handle with his backhand and dragged him back, and then raised the scissors with his left hand and stabbed him violently.

"Poof! Poof! Cha! Cha! ”

"Die! Hahaha! Die! Beast! ”

The sound of scissors piercing into the flesh echoed through the training ground with Makoto Kyushu's crazy laughter, causing the other thugs to take a step back.

This is the scissor battle method that Kyushu Makoto did not use at Maoming's house that day. At that time, he felt that these people were just misguided ordinary people, different from real hooligans, so he didn't use scissors, which was considered merciless.

But now, Kyushu Cheng has to treat them as street hooligans who hate dogs, and he can't tolerate the slightest softness!

"Ahhhhh The thug was stabbed with scissors and fell to the ground screaming.

Makoto Kyushu snatched the metal baseball bat from his hand, replaced the umbrella, and looked up at the others.

Seeing his blood-stained and grinning horror as if he was about to eat someone, the thugs swallowed and began to hesitate.

Fuck, where did this mad dog come from!!

"Good! What a trick for the lion to show! I feel like you must be a good student for sword learning! Not to be outdone, Miyamoto Aki shouted and attacked the nearest thug.

He was fought by a kendo hall student. The man was dressed in a sports robe and was also armed with a bamboo sword.

"Whew! Syllable! Boom! ”

Miyamoto showed off his superb sword skills at the opening ceremony of the Jade Dragon Banner. It seems to be bells and whistles, but in fact it is false and real, and the trick is fatal, which makes people unguardable and chilling.

With just three swords, Miyamoto Aki made his opponent's posture chaotic, revealing huge flaws.

"Noodles! Pick up! Miyamoto shouted, raised the bamboo sword above his head, and slashed towards the other party's front door.

"Damn, don't underestimate me!" The Kendo Hall student also quickly raised his bamboo sword in an attempt to block the blow.

This guy must have broken his brain by practicing kendo, and now it's not a kendo competition, how dare he say his attack intentions?

The students of the Kendo Hall were still thinking about it, and after blocking this move, they flew up, and used their large size advantage to press this stinky little ghost known as the "Reincarnation of the Sword Master" to the ground and beat him, to see if he was arrogant!

However, unexpectedly, Miyamoto Aki's sword did not fall, but only made a false move, and the students of the kendo hall blocked the loneliness.

Instead, Miyamoto Aki quickly took a step forward and kicked the opponent's crotch with a flirtatious leg.

"Uhhhh Hum aaa The body of the student of the kendo hall immediately shrank into a small shrimp, and the screams of chickens and eggs bursting out, and the saliva spurted out.

"Lie to you, this trick is "crotch". Miyamoto Qiu slashed at the opponent's head with a sword, knocking him unconscious: "Soldiers are not tired of cheating, you don't even understand this kind of truth, you are also a third-rate~"

After that, Miyamoto Qiu took advantage of the situation to snatch the opponent's bamboo sword, and it seemed that he was going to use a double sword flow.

"Okay, Ah Cheng~ So I also have two weapons." Miyamoto Qiu looked at Makoto Kyushu and said lightly: "Shall we come and compare, who has more people?" ”

The tone was simply treating the immediate crisis as fun, and completely ignored the dozens of thugs present.

"Sorry, not in the mood." Kyushu Makoto refused.

Combat is a serious matter, and Makoto Kyushu has never wanted to treat it as a game.

"It's okay, I crossed the line. Then each according to his ability, do his best to kill it! Miyamoto Aki held dual swords, and an extremely dangerous aura emanated from his body, and his eyes were so sharp that they seemed to be about to pierce everyone.

"Hey~" Kyushu Makoto didn't talk much nonsense, grinned maniacally, and immediately intimidated this gang of rabble thugs.

"I'm sorry, Master and Your Excellency Kyushu, I've got you into big trouble again." Nan Hehui sighed, and followed the two of them to swing their swords against the thugs:

"I'll make amends to you afterwards, but now please concentrate on the fight!"

(End of chapter)