What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

The member tremblingly picked up the bamboo knife again.

After fighting for two more rounds, Aoki Si looked at his opponent who was knocked away by his weapon again with a dark face, and angrily said: "Are you a senior in high school?"

"Yes!" The member of the third year of high school replied nervously, standing still and not daring to move: "I am a third year in high school."

"Then show the aura of your senior! After three years of kendo life, you can't even hold the sword firmly when facing the enemy!" Aoki Si's scolding sound made the entire kendo department audible, quiet and scary.

Aoki raised his head, took off his mask, looked around at the frightened members of the Kendo club staring at him, and said loudly: "Everyone has to fight me today, until I am satisfied, no one dares to fight I wield my sword, don’t even think about going home today!”

Looking at the silent third-year member with his head bowed in front of him, Aoki Tsukasa snorted: "Go and watch!"

The third-year members picked up the bamboo sword on the ground, and walked aside silently.

"Qimu! Put on the protective gear!" Aoki put on the mask again, holding the bamboo sword tightly in his hand.

Saiki Kusuo hurriedly put on the protective gear when he heard the words, and took out a bamboo knife: "Aoki-kun?"

"Attack me!" Aoki's voice reminded Saiki Kusuo of the days when he was dominated by Aoki, but he didn't shrink back like the previous third-year members, but put on a posture: "I'm going All right!"

"Come on!" Aoki Division shouted.

"Ha!" Saiki Kusuo's voice was extremely resounding, and the bamboo knife in his hand slashed at Aokiji's face with precision.

Aoki Tsukasa's vision was slightly obstructed by the face protector, but he still placed the bamboo knife on his head with great accuracy, blocked the knife slashing, and quickly slashed, and the bamboo knife shot out on Saiki Kusuo's armor. There was a crisp sound.

"Continue!" Aoki Division and Saiki Kusuo opened the distance again.

Saiki Kusuo felt the huge gap between himself and Aokiji, and raised the bamboo knife in his hand with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that Aoki-san is so strong now...it's not at the same level as before."

"Of course." Aokiji found the feeling of practicing duel after a long absence, but the opponent was much weaker than the former Bujima-senpai, which made him a little bit uninterested.He just promised that Bujima-senpai will train this group of members, and Aoki Tsukasa will do what he says.

"Ha!" Saiki Kusuo mustered up his courage and attacked Aoki Division again.

The surrounding members of the Kendo Club could only see Kusuo Saiki being beaten back again and again by Tsukasa Aoki.Whether it is Saiki Kusuo's split or stab, Aoki Tsukasa can accurately avoid or block, and counterattack.This is simply a one-sided massacre!

"Did Qi Mu-kun offend Aoki Si somewhere?"

"It's terrible, I feel pain all over just looking at it..."

"It's just sparring, do you need to be so serious?"

"Is he in a bad mood and came to the Kendo Department to vent his anger?"

Saiki Kusuo turned a deaf ear to the discussions around him, and just focused on one stab after another, trying his best.

Aoki Si's face under the mask was cold, listening to these words, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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A minute later, Saiki Kusuo stopped his hands out of breath, took off his mask, helplessly rubbed his aching hands, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "The current strength of Aoki-kun is to learn from Busujima. Is my sister on par? I can't even last a minute now."

Aokiji just said indifferently: "Compared to Bujima-senpai, I am still much worse, okay, Qi Mu, you go to rest."

"Next! Who is it!" Aoki Division frowned, looked around at the members who were staring blankly at him, and said in a strict tone: "If you haven't fought with me today, or make me feel that you are passively sabotaging your work, you are not allowed. Go home. Now, who wants to fight me first?"

"It's too domineering..." The surrounding discussions gradually sounded.

"That's right, he's not a minister..."

"How can I beat him, really."

"Ah, I still have something to do tonight, what should I do..."

Aoki Division took a deep breath and said loudly: "Shut up!"

The audio and video of the surrounding discussion was paused.

"Senior Bujima has been unwell for the past few days. I promised her to help her improve your strength. That is to say, Sister Bujima has given me the power to manage you." Aoki took off his mask, with a ferocious expression on his face He glanced at the surrounding members, seeing how cowardly and weak they all looked, and felt worthless for Saeko Busujima from the bottom of his heart.

"I have a question." Aoki put the mask on his waist, turned his head slightly, and said in a calm voice, "Why did you come to the Kendo Department?"

"Qi Mu, you go first." Aoki Division turned to look at him, there was no way, Aoki Division only knew his name.

Saiki Kusuo felt bitter in his heart, but he hastily put his hands down by his legs and stood up straight: "I join the Kendo Club, hoping to become stronger."

"What about you?" Secretary Aoki turned his head to look at the third-year member who was still silent beside him.

The third-year member opened his mouth and whispered, "Because... I have practiced kendo since I was a child."

"What about you?" Secretary Aoki casually pointed at a member he didn't know.

The member looked at Aoki Si staring at him, lowered his head with evasive eyes: "Because, because I like kendo."

Qing Musi slowly nodded to them, and then suddenly threw the bamboo knife on the ground: "I like swordsmanship, why don't I even have the courage to fight?"

"I have practiced kendo since I was a child, why can't I even hold a bamboo knife steadily?"

"Are you coming to the Kendo Club just to join such a popular club and give yourself a chance to brag in front of your friends?"

"Are you training every day, just to pass the time?"

"Then I recommend that you retreat from the club. Kendo is not for you to play games and brag about!"

Aoki Division pointed at the face of the third-year member, did not give him the slightest face, and even deliberately made a contemptuous expression: "The kendo you practiced since childhood, in my opinion, is not as good as one-tenth of Qi Mu-jun's!"

"Is it because Bujima-senpai is usually too gentle to you, giving you the illusion that 'the way of the sword is actually nothing more than that'?"

Watching the third-year members clenched their fists silently, Aoki looked at the people around him, and said in a cold voice: "If you only have this level of strength and such a fragile mentality, you can't even swing a knife at me. Then I think today's training can stop here. I will call Bujima-senpai and tell her what you have done."