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Wu Shi Jingming stood in the field, and the newly recruited disciple knelt down in front of him, received the sword given by the master, and then listened to his instructions.

It took more than half an hour for the eight new disciples to finally complete the process. The spectators also gave timely applause, bringing the first half of the ceremony to a perfect end.

——Yes, that’s the first half.

What's really interesting is the subsequent competition between the Supreme Sovereign and the Supreme Court. It's a very exciting real-person PK with real swordsmanship as the selling point.

This is a link that Takeshi Jingming himself joined, claiming to show the martial arts of the school and cultivate the courage of his disciples.

"Oh~ The fight is about to begin! The fight is about to begin!"

Yukinoshita Harano looked very excited at this time. She had long heard about the victory and defeat of the Supreme Sotori-ryu with real swords, and this was the first time she had the opportunity to see it with her own eyes.

——Someone had done this specifically to show off before, which made Yang Nai very unconvinced. Today, he finally got what he wanted.

"..."

Yukinoshita Yukino had no expression at this time. She had seen Lin Qingluo challenge more than 20 dojos in one afternoon, but these things in front of her could no longer arouse her interest.

Chapter 131: Lin Qingluo’s silent entrance

The so-called supreme solicitation style, although its name is very domineering, is essentially a style that does not pay attention to defense and strives to kill the opponent first.

This kind of swordsmanship comes from the real battlefield. It is the best swordsmanship for killing after wearing armor during the battle.

This style of fighting is easy to win and lose quickly. In fact, there are not so many bells and whistles during the competition, but Takeichi Jingming made special arrangements in order to demonstrate his swordsmanship.

——When the newly promoted disciples wore protective gear and picked up unbladed swords, the fight immediately became a back-and-forth, very anxious.

Those who can be accepted as formal disciples by Takeshi Jingming are all young people with good swordsmanship talents, among whom Murano Hiroki is the most outstanding.

Although Hiroki Murano was only a freshman in high school, the foundation of swordsmanship he had accumulated over the past two years, coupled with his extraordinary wingspan and strength, allowed him to almost crush his fellow students in the same class.

To put it bluntly, it’s just indiscriminate killing.

Under the huge gap, Murano Hiroki could perform his skills freely, and this also made his competition warmly applauded by everyone.

Murano Hiroki, who is still young, has never seen such a big scene. When he walked out of the field after the victory, his cheeks were red with excitement.

After taking off the protective helmet, Hiroki Murano's face was already covered with sweat. He wiped the sweat with a towel and drank a whole bottle of water.

Not far away, several fellow apprentices of Murano Hiroki who had just finished the competition were gathering together to discuss the pros and cons. They tacitly ignored Murano Hiroki's existence. It was more of cold violence than exclusion.

However, Murano Hiroki didn't care about this. After resting for a while, he walked to the toilet wearing protective gear.

——His swordsmanship demonstration just now received unanimous praise from the guests, so he added another one temporarily.

This hard-won performance opportunity made Murano Hiroki very excited. He held a protective helmet in his hand, hummed a strange song, and wandered into the toilet.

However, what Murano Hiroki didn't expect was that someone just walked out of the toilet. Because neither of them paid attention, they happened to bump into each other.

Hiroki Murano, who was very confident in his physical strength, felt as if he had hit a wall and took two or three steps back to stabilize his body.

The person who knocked down Murano Hiroki finally came to his senses at this time. The other person was a young man who looked about the same age as him, with a handsome face and a very good attitude.

"Sorry...I was distracted."

"It's okay, I left too quickly."

Although Murano Hiroki is a little arrogant, he is not a difficult person to get along with. Now that the other party has apologized, the matter is over.

So, Murano Hiroki walked into the men's room, took off his protective gear a little, and started to drain the water leisurely.

When Murano Hiroki walked out of the toilet, the person who bumped into him had disappeared. Murano Hiroki stood in the empty corridor and vaguely noticed something unusual.

"wrong……"

Murano Hiroki couldn't say what was wrong, but he just felt something strange.He frowned, looked around, and returned to the toilet.

boom--!

At this moment, the door of a cubicle in the toilet collapsed due to the heavy pressure, and the three security personnel piled inside were also exposed to Murano Hiroki.

"Fortunately... I still have energy."

Murano Hiroki checked the three people, and after confirming that they were just unconscious, he breathed a sigh of relief.

——As long as no one died, the matter is not serious.

"Who...is that person?"

Murano Hiroki recalled the appearance of the man just now and couldn't figure out his identity for a while.But this corridor leads to the rest room of these disciples!

Thinking of this, Murano Hiroki was horrified. He put on his protective gear and ran quickly to the lounge.

While still at the gate, Murano Hiroki heard the shout of a senior brother, but after the short sound, everything fell into silence.

For no reason, Murano Hiroki felt a chill all over his body. He turned around and wanted to escape, but the door to the lounge suddenly opened!

"Little brother, don't leave in a hurry. Can I ask you a little favor?"

"whats the matter?"

Murano Hiroki looked at the smile on the other person's face and immediately prepared for close combat, but seeing that he had no intention of taking action, he hesitantly put down his hand.

Lin Qingluo, on the other hand, has no intention of doing anything to ordinary disciples like them. As long as they don't interfere with his plans, he is still easy to talk to.

"Your protective gear is a bit strange. I'm not very good at wearing it. Please give me some guidance~"

"it is good……"

Murano Hiroki hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Then he opened the door and walked into the lounge. Sure enough, he saw several of his senior brothers who had isolated him before, lying on the ground and passed out.

Logically speaking, Murano Hiroki has discovered the intruder, so he should shout out and report the news to his master Takeichi Yasaki.

But the problem is that he is so close to the intruder, and the other party's force is obviously higher than his. He may be able to report the message, but what will he do after that?

Just like these brothers on the ground, if they don't do anything, they will be in a coma at most. If they anger the other party, they may be dismembered.

Murano Hiroki didn't want to die, so he didn't refuse Lin Qingluo's request and helped him put on protective gear quickly.

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Just like last time, Lin Qingluo's face was hidden in the mask, and no one knew that he was already here.

"Thank you~ I have no ill intentions towards ordinary disciples like you, so don't be nervous."

"You...what are you going to do?"

When Murano Hiroki faced his senior brothers who knew everything about him, he always struck sharply and decisively, almost always killing him with one blow.

But when he faces unknown strangers, he will be very nervous unconsciously, so nervous that his movements will be deformed.

This is a problem he plans to overcome in the future, but now he is trying to avoid taking action to ensure his own safety.

"Many of the people watching the ceremony today are important people who cannot be messed with. If something happens, you can't run away!"

"Me~ I'm here to trouble Wu Shihang. I just want to communicate with him about kendo~"

Murano Hiroki couldn't see Lin Qingluo's expression, but his voice didn't sound like he was going to do something dangerous.

"By the way, I almost forgot to ask, what's your name?"

"Hiroki Murano."

"Murano-san, we will go on stage to compete later, but I have to thank you~"

As soon as Lin Qingluo finished speaking, someone opened the door and walked into the lounge, reminding Murano Hiroki that it was time to play.

Naturally, Lin Qingluo followed suit, standing opposite the protagonist Hiroki Murano like a minor player in a movie.

At this time, with the real sword competitions, the emotions of the spectators became enthusiastic. Some of them recognized Hiroki Murano and even cheered.

"..."

Lin Qingluo was holding the unopened long sword at this time and looking at Mahiru Shiina who was sitting in the first row of the spectator seats. The restless mood before suddenly calmed down.

At first, Lin Qingluo planned to rush into Shiina's house, rescue Shiina Mahiru directly, and completely cut off her relationship with that decadent family.

However, many things during this trip to Kyoto gradually changed some of Lin Qingluo's thoughts. He was not so extreme and did not want to use too cruel methods.

——This is one of the reasons why he is standing here.

When Lin Qingluo was distracted, the referee on the side watched the competition begin, and Hiroki Murano, who seized the opportunity, pounced decisively!

After knowing that the other party would not kill him, Murano Hiroki had broken through his inner demons and became brave again.

The long knife in his hand kept slashing towards the 'fatal' part, while Lin Qingluo resisted with his hands on the left and right, looking as if he was about to be 'killed' at any time.

But even in this shaky state, it never reached the point of collapse. Lin Qingluo was like a sponge. As long as he squeezed hard, water would flow out.

Thanks to Lin Qingluo's deliberate cooperation, Murano Hiroki's fancy sword skills were all performed vigorously. However, after he finished all the tricks, Lin Qingluo kicked him out of the designated area with a sneak attack. .

To be honest, this twist feels a bit abrupt. Murano Hiroki, who was killing everyone just now, lost inexplicably. It is easy for people to think that it was staged.

As a result, many of the audience booed, but Murano Hiroki, who was in the middle of the game, was convinced of the defeat, bowed decisively to thank him, and then ran off the stage.

Are you kidding me? He really made a killing move just now, trying to knock down the intruder Lin Qingluo on the pretext of acting, but none of his attacks worked, and even the last move he used was guided by the other party.

——When you yourself are controlled by the enemy, the outcome of this battle is already determined.

In the center of the field, Lin Qingluo, who became the winner, did not get the applause he deserved, but he didn't care. He had no intention of ending, and just stood there indifferently, curling his fingers at Wu Shihang next to him.

There was no verbal irritation, no name for Wu Shihang to challenge, and no visible expression on his face, but the hooking action like barking a dog had taken provocation to the extreme.

"..."

Takeichiko had been staring at Mahiru Shiina, but suddenly all the eyes of the people around him turned to him. At first, he was a little confused.

It wasn't until Wu Shihang raised his head and looked forward that he suddenly realized that his junior brother who didn't know whether to live or die in the ring was provoking him!

Thinking of the future engagement with Mahiru Shiina, Wu Shihang felt hot in his heart, so he did not want to be embarrassed on such an occasion. Anyone who dared to provoke him must be severely punished!

"idiot!"

Wu Shihang roared, picked up the sharp sword in his hand, and quickly rushed to the center of the field.

Wu Shihang's behavior was undoubtedly part of a performance. His exaggerated anger made the spectators around him think that the first thought was that there was a plot added to this competition, which was very realistic.

Only Wu Shi Jingming, who was sitting in the main seat, frowned slightly. He had already noticed some problems, but now in full view of everyone, he did not want to leave the matter without any room for maneuver.

Therefore, Wu Shi Jingming is still sitting, hoping that his child can show his majesty and let this unknown intruder fall into the dust here.

Of course, Wu Shi Jingming was not unprepared. He gave a hint to the people next to him, and the referee on the field was replaced by his most capable disciple, ready to rescue at any time.

——The referee, venue, and equipment all belong to me, so what are you going to use to fight me?

So, at the beginning of the competition, Wu Shihang started an extremely fierce and wild fighting style. The long knife in his hand danced with great force, which was frightening to watch.

After all, Wu Shihang is the only son of Wu Shi Jingming. He has undergone rigorous kendo training since he was a child, and his foundation is much deeper than Murano Hiroki.

Although Wu Shihang has deteriorated somewhat in the past two or three years, years of training have still maintained his dignity.

Even Wu Shihang's ruthlessness and madness, the swordsmanship of exchanging injuries for lives and fighting faster and faster, were vividly displayed by Wu Shihang.

"Hahaha!"

Wu Shihang cooperated with his breathing and shouting, and every sword was aimed at killing. However, Lin Qingluo's performance was very good. Even in dangerous situations, he was always within a hair's breadth.

——That's it, give him hope, make him crazy, and then kick him into the clouds!

"..."

Lin Qingluo always remained silent, but in his eyes, Wu Shihang was already a dead person, so he didn't mind letting Wu Shihang show more.

Lin Qingluo even deliberately cooperated with Wu Shihang to make his offensive more handsome, making him feel like a god descending to earth.

Until--he discovered the truth.

"Hahaha!"

Wu Shihang's attacks continued one after another, but the shouts in his mouth were already a bit weaker. The continuous slashing and moving also greatly consumed his physical strength, and he was already covered in sweat in the protective gear.

But at this moment, his fierce attack could not be stopped at all, or in other words, he did not dare to stop. Wu Shihang gritted his teeth and approached his limit bit by bit.

At this time, he finally felt that something was wrong.

"You... who are you!"

Wu Shihang kept breathing heavily, and his movements had obviously slowed down, but Lin Qingluo opposite him remained the same, as leisurely as if he was just wandering around.

"Wu Shihang, that's it? You... really disappoint me~"

"Iron!"

Wu Shihang was not completely brainless, but Lin Qingluo's tone was too irritating.And his brother, who has always taken care of him, is standing by as a referee, always ready to lend a helping hand, so he doesn't need to be afraid at all!