Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 216 Practice Match

Aoyama Ryo put on his protective gear and took the stage to represent Kaimei High School.

"Aoyama-kun looks like a martial god in his kendo uniform."

"I used to think that in Kendo, because of the protective gear, appearance is useless, but a person's spirit and energy will still be revealed."

The boys in the kendo club really wanted to complain to the girls who were praising her: "You're only saying this because you know that Aoyama Osamu is behind the mask!"

Where is the spirit and energy?

They felt that apart from his upright posture and slender, well-proportioned figure, Aoyama Ryo didn't have anything particularly handsome about him when he was wearing protective gear.

Aoyama Risa walked to the starting line.

"Red team, Kaiming, Vanguard, Nisshin, Aoyama Ryo!"

"Green Mountain!!"

"Kill them!"

"White side, build Purple Hill, vanguard, three years, Kajima Crane!"

"Wuhe, kill him!"

"Let these Tokyoites know how powerful Fukuoka is!"

Both sides crouched down.

The referee announced, "Begin!"

"Ah!!" Kaji Maizuru suddenly erupted like a landmine.

The heavy, forceful footsteps shook the wooden floorboards.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The three sounds of bamboo swords clashing rang out almost simultaneously.

Within a second, no, half a second, the two exchanged sword strikes three times.

The brilliance of this strike drew applause from both spectators, who marveled at the skill of both players.

After his initial surprise, Jun Aizawa whispered anxiously, "It's over, Aoyama didn't transform!"

"Transformation?" Kana Azuma asked curiously.

"If they transform, the outcome of this round is already decided!"

"What does Aoyama-kun want to do?" Higashiura Kana asked.

"I don't know." After saying that, Jun Aizawa realized that he hadn't been mindful of his tone when speaking to Kana Higashiura.

This is very detrimental to the pursuit!
He quickly looked at the girl, who didn't seem to mind at all and was watching the field with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness.

Jun Aizawa breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that the girl he was pursuing shared the same interests as him.

"Go for it, Aoyama-kun!" Higashiura Kana shouted, cupping her hands in front of her lips like a megaphone.

Our interests seem to be different!
"Aoyama," Jun Aizawa gritted his teeth, "Go for it!"

Aoyama Risa and Kaji Maizuru's aura gradually expanded, like a storm squeezing each other in a narrow space, making one worry about the contestants' physical condition.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Kaji Maizuru struck like lightning.

Slashes, cuts, and thrusts—for most kendo practitioners, let alone parrying these attacks, even seeing them clearly is difficult.

Aoyama Ryo, however, remained calm and composed, responding to each move with equal composure.

"You're the strongest among the enlightened ones, right?" Kaji Maizuru shouted as she attacked. "I like to start with the worst-tasting food when I eat, and you've got me excited!"

Kaji Maizuru tensed up, leaped up, drew his sword, and slashed with all his might.

The sound of the protective gear being hit echoed throughout the dojo.

Due to this force, Maizuru Kaji sat down on the floor with a thud, almost falling flat on her back.

The referee raised the red flag.

"The victory is decided!"

"What's going on?" Kaji Maizuru asked, puzzled.

If it were a real sword, he wouldn't even know how he died.

"What a powerful defensive surface!" exclaimed the people of Tsukushi Hill.

Aoyama Risa returned to the starting line.

[Kendo↑], roughly at the level of '↑↑↑', is not as good as the system guidance.

If the battle continues and the opponents become increasingly stronger, will the system's guidance still be effective?

It's highly unlikely he'll reach that level, since it's a system; even if he has talent in swordsmanship, it's impossible.

However, fighting against Tsukushigaoka is necessary.

If the system guidance is like one-on-one tutoring by a renowned teacher, then fighting against Tsukushigaoka is like taking a mock exam.

The second striker from Chikushigaoka came on.

In a formal competition, you need to get two books to win; in a game, it's like each person has two lives.

In practice matches, you can have multiple lives, but in this match, each person only has one.

"Don't be afraid of him! Kill the Tokyoites!"

"Green Mountain! Green Mountain!"

"start!"

Both of them stood up.

"Tokyo native, I'm not very good at controlling my strength!" The second striker took one or two steps, slowly closing in.

“It doesn’t matter, it’s all the same to me,” Aoyama Rido said.

"Haaah!!!" Cifeng roared, and the scoreboard shook slightly.

The bamboo sword in his hand became a blur, its speed instantly reaching its limit.

Aoyama Risa's Speed ​​is only C, but thanks to the danger perception honed from fighting the shadows, he can calmly deal with them.

He simply dodged the attack that he couldn't deflect.

"Noodles!!" Cifeng shouted.

Every time he finished speaking, the bamboo sword had already flown to Aoyama Risa's eyes.

"So fast!" the enlightened group exclaimed.

But Aoyama Riya had also witnessed even faster sword techniques.

Beneath the metal strip covering his face, he narrowed his eyes, his gaze as cold as the silver metal strip.

The tip of the secondary sword seemed to be moving, making it unpredictable; however, Aoyama simply handed over the bamboo sword.

"prick!"

At first, Cifeng only felt his vision blurry, as if two drops of water had been dripped into it; then, he felt a strong sense of nausea.

The bamboo sword rolled away, and as he bent over, he couldn't help but cover his throat with both hands. Only then did he realize that he had been stabbed in the throat.

"Throat stab, score!"

The referee raised the red flag.

Cifeng had to be carried back; his respiratory system probably won't recover anytime soon.

Aoyama Riya couldn't control his strength, especially when facing someone whose speed was stronger than his.

The center forward, a composed player, was defeated by Aoyama Osamu's counterattack three minutes into the game.

The vice-general was very strong, and Aoyama was hit. Fortunately, there was only one referee, which frightened both sides' spectators to stand up.

"Hand!" Aoyama Risa found a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair.

Retreating striker.

"Score by hand!" The referee raised the red flag.

"Great!"

"Scared me!"

"Four kills in a row! The opponent is down to only one!"

"Don't rush, don't be too happy yet, the enemy still has a general left!"

The atmosphere at Chikushigaoka was somber.

The two stood behind the starting line, looking at each other through their face shields.

As the champion of Chikushigaoka, his individual strength is absolutely qualified to compete for the individual championship in other kendo tournaments.

—If you can defeat someone like that, the guilt of taking away a spot can be wiped away.

"Begin!" the referee announced.

The two stood up.

General Tsukushi Oka flicked his arm, and the bamboo sword shot out like a beam of light.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" Aoyama Riki took three steps back before regaining his balance.

The audience was in an uproar.

"What a pity! The minister didn't shout 'Dō'!" The people from Chikushigaki were full of regret.

Enlightened people, on the other hand, are all bewildered survivors of a catastrophe.

“You are weaker than I thought.” General Tsukushigaoka held his ground and did not continue the attack.

So strong.

Aoyama Riya gripped the bamboo sword again.

“I thought that besides the Sword King of Kyushu, another worthy opponent had emerged, but it seems that’s not the case,” said General Tsukushigaoka.

Sword King. Aoyama Risa still remembered when Aizawa Jun shared videos of this swordsman.

--what to do?
Aoyama Risa didn't care about winning or losing, but if he lost, how could he attract Tenyu Elsa and get this beautiful girl to accept his guidance?
—I'm sorry, but in exchange, I definitely won't use the system on you during the official match.

From this perspective, losing a match now is actually a good thing for Tsukushigaoka.

It can help you avoid arrogance and impatience, and also help you avoid the system in official competitions.

--system!
"Thrust!" General Tsukushi Oka swung his bamboo sword, leaving afterimages.

It attacked Aoyama Ryo at an almost insane speed.

The attack was so powerful that it triggered Aoyama Risa's instincts. He himself didn't know what he was doing and completely surrendered to his body.

"Crack! Crack!"

The loud impact was enough to make one wonder if the bamboo sword would shatter.

"Tsk!" General Tsukushi Oka clicked his tongue in amazement.

His impatience was like when he had already thrown away all the trash while cleaning, only to find there was still a bag of trash left when he got home.

Aoyama was drenched in cold sweat.

He slowly exhaled; he had truly stopped breathing just now, using all his bodily functions to deal with the opponent's attack.

"He does have some skill," said General Tsukushigaoka.

Beneath the mask, Aoyama Risa revealed a smile.

The system he summoned consistently displayed its status to him.

[Sword↑]

It's definitely at the '↑↑↑↑' level.

He achieved a level of effectiveness comparable to the system's guidance through his own efforts.

"Slay!!" Aoyama Risa roared.

He placed himself entirely in the position of the challenger, charging forward with a do-or-die mentality.

General Tsukushigaoka wielded his bamboo sword, each strike both heavy and light, like thunder from the sky.

If Aoyama Risa lets his guard down even slightly, he will be struck.

He was like a fierce tiger, dodging the bombardment of thunder. No matter how sharp his fangs were or how mighty his roar was, he couldn't do anything to his opponent.

General Chikushigaoka casually wielded his weapon.

Aoyama Risa dodged his attacks time and time again, and each successful dodge was a reluctant one that he would feel lucky to have done so afterward.

"So powerful!" everyone exclaimed.

"That's the man who once held a sword in the hands of the Sword King and even slashed at the Sword King," the people of Chikushi Hill said proudly.

"Don't give up! Aoyama-kun hasn't lost yet!" Higashiura Kana clenched her hands.

"Has Aoyama transformed, or not?" Jun Aizawa wondered.

Elsa Tenyu gazed intently at the arena, watching each exchange.

"Take off!" General Chikushigaoka had found his opportunity.

As Aoyama Ryo gazed at the sword before him, he saw through three traps in succession.

—I can catch it!

He gripped the bamboo sword tightly with both hands, channeling all his strength into it as if to strangle it.

When wielding a bamboo sword, the force is so great that you can clearly feel the wind resistance.

"Crack~"

The bamboo swords clashed softly.

--Oops!
My abdomen felt like it had been burned, a kind of pain that wasn't quite real.

"Equal parts!" The referee raised the white flag.

I still haven't figured out all of their plans.

After bowing, Aoyama Risa left the scene.

"It's okay, you've already done a great job," the coach comforted her.

Aoyama Risa didn't say anything, gave a slight bow, and then sat down at the very back.

With the enlightened second striker on the field, the outcome was predictable.

"Score!"

"Score by the little hand!"

"Score!"

"Throat stab, score!"

"The victory is decided!"

It happened so fast it felt like the referee was holding up a white flag the whole time.

"Minister, you're too strong!" Chikushi Oka swarmed forward.

They knew the minister was strong, but after Aoyama Riku killed four of them, they couldn't help but worry that there might be someone even stronger behind him.

The cheering Tsukushi-gaoka was completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

Aoyama Osamu retained the right to use the system against General Chikushioka.

In an official match, Aoyama Riki is a sure winner.

In the end, the first practice match between Kaimei High School and Chikushigaoka High School ended in a draw for the girls' division and a loss for the boys' division.

"Regardless of the process, in terms of the result, we fought the famous Tsukushigaoka down to the last person, so we can say that we lost but we still have honor!"

"You're really shameless."

"What a pity! If it had lasted a little longer, our women's team could have won and achieved a 1-1 record."

"Everyone, although we didn't win with our swordsmanship, Sword Maiden and Aoyama-kun have already won the hearts of Tsukushi-gaoka for us. Did you see the way those people looked at the two of them?"

"That's right! Everyone in the boys' team is sneaking peeks at Fiora! Even the opposing coach has glanced at her several times!"

"Not to mention the girls, after the women's competition ended, I overheard them in the restroom discussing whether Aoyama-kun has a girlfriend!"

Despite the loss, everyone only felt regret.

In the entire city of Fukuoka, Tsukushigaoka is the strongest, so losing to them is not a cause for sadness.

Only Elsa Tenyu walked silently at the very back of the crowd.

The weather was scorching, the world felt like a furnace, and the cicadas' chirping was as irritating as the wind from a blower. Yet, in such circumstances, one could sense a touch of coolness emanating from her.

"Elsa, what's wrong?" asked Kana Higashiura.

"I'd like to know what happened to you guys. Didn't we lose?" Tianyu Elsa retorted.

Kana Higashiura couldn't help but laugh: "We lost to Tsukushigaoka."

"Does losing to Tsukushigaoka mean it's not a loss? Isn't our goal the national championship?"

Kana Higashiura paused for a moment, then asked, "Do you really think we can win the championship?"

After saying that, Kana Higashiura realized what she had said and quickly said, "Sorry! That's not what I meant!"

Elsa Amagi looked at Osamu Aoyama.

Aoyama Risa, who was checking the [Kendo Jade Dragon Flag: 66%], was also walking at the very back.

"You also think we can't win the championship?" she asked.

"The point isn't whether you can get it or not, but whether you want to get it or not. I, for one, want to get it," Aoyama Ryo replied.

Elsa Amagami held Osamu Aoyama's hand, just like a girlfriend holding her boyfriend's hand.

“We are indeed a good match,” she said, looking at Aoyama Rie.

"..." Aoyama pushed her away and withdrew his hand. "You're being a bit rude."

"Huh?" Tianyu Elsa asked, puzzled.

If a guy suddenly takes your hand, do you think he's being polite?

"You're fine."

"other people."

"I will kill him."

"I won't kill you, but I have a lot of grudges against you. Goodbye," said Aoyama Risa.

He left without paying any attention to Jun Aizawa's invitation to have dinner together.

In that case, regardless of whether Elsa Tenyu accepts the information or not, she should give up, right?
Even if he doesn't give up, he still has a reason to ignore her.

Aoyama Ryo's mood brightened.

The thought of going shopping with Ono and her sisters later made me even happier.

That said, Elsa Tenyu's little hands are so soft. Putting aside the feelings between men and women, just as a simple pleasure, they are also suitable to be held in one's hand.

and many more.

Why would you have this idea?
Is it true, as some people online say, that if you don't interact with women for a long time, you'll become like a wild animal in heat, losing control of your body?

Learn from this lesson, stay vigilant, and don't let lust get you down.

On the way back to the hotel, Aoyama reviewed the practice match from beginning to end.

There are still four days until the start of the Jade Dragon Flag competition. He should try to improve as much as possible, since he himself is not sure whether he can use the system or not.

For example, today he had decided to use the system, but in the end he didn't.

He himself was not clear about his own thoughts, especially at crucial moments.

(End of this chapter)