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Now, next person!

As the opponents appeared one after another, Kanzaki Sama's breathing became longer. Now, it was his turn!

Victory, victory, victory! Cut down all your opponents with your sword!

"Kanzaki Sama, five consecutive wins!"

More than ten minutes later, in the live broadcast room, Hoshino-san reported the battle situation.

The professional male host added a brief comment: "Kanzaki Sama seems to be a very good defensive player, but playing like this is very mentally draining."

"Let us congratulate Tanigawa Junior High School for their successful advancement. Kanzaki Sama lived up to his reputation as a genius, leading the team to victory in the first round..."

"The next game is from..."

Outside the competition venue, the sun rose higher and higher, and as time passed, more and more people came to watch this national competition.

"Now begins the tenth match of the second round. Our new team is from Furukawa Junior High School. Everyone has witnessed the strength of Kanzaki Sama's forward just now. Let's look forward to his next exciting performance!"

"Now, the game begins!"

"Kanzaki Samurai wins! This is his sixth consecutive victory!"

"Kanzaki Sama, Seventh Company..."

……

"Kanzaki Sama, ten consecutive wins!"

In the competition venue, Kanzaki Sama walked off the stage. Under the gaze of his teammates, he clenched his right fist and raised it hard!

Ten consecutive wins!

Hoshino-san: "Amazing! I feel like this year's Fighting Spirit Award goes to none other than Kanzaki Samurai. His calmness and strength are outstanding. He's truly exceptional as a pioneer."

The host said, "You can't say that. Hoshino-san, haven't you noticed that Daohua Middle School's vanguard is also on a ten-game winning streak? And his approach is completely different from Kanzaki Souma's. He fights very aggressively."

Because there were multiple matches going on simultaneously, the host, Clara Hoshino, hadn't noticed some of them. She checked the scoreboard and said, "Really? I didn't expect there would be someone as skilled as him in this competition. It's Heiji Hattori, the pioneer from Daohua Junior High School. What's his rank?"

The male host sighed. "Didn't I just introduce them? Daohua Middle School's vanguard, Heiji Hattori, is also a 2nd dan. Their deputy commander is also a 2nd dan. And the main commander is the 3rd dan kendo genius, Ryuka Urushihara."

"Perhaps we won't see Ryuka Urushihara play in this match. It's very likely that by the end of all the matches, the only person that will appear at Daohua Middle School is the vice-captain."

Hoshino Clara sighed, "Daohua Middle School is a very strong team overall. They are undoubtedly the favorite to win the championship."

Male host: "The small talk is over. Next is the halftime break. After lunch, the afternoon competition will continue. See you later."

Hoshino-san: "See you later~"

At the competition venue, Kanzaki Souma sat next to Fujiwara Haru. Due to the etiquette requirements of kendo competitions, he could only lower his voice: "Awesome, so awesome! Fujiwara, did you see that? I've won ten games in a row!"

His face was filled with a happy smile. After all, it feels great to win.

Fujiwara Haru exclaimed, "Honestly, ten consecutive wins is awesome! I remember last year's Fighting Spirit Award winner had ten consecutive wins. Kanzaki, you should be able to break last year's record this afternoon. Come on, break the 13-game winning streak!"

Kanzaki Sama's grin widened even further, and after being praised, he began to be modest: "Ahaha, it's just so-so. If it weren't for you, General Fujiwara, I wouldn't dare to play the vanguard position. It's really cool to be a vanguard. Let's go have lunch together, it's my treat!"

"Then I'll have to eat more."

"Everyone come together! It's my treat!"

Kanzaki Sama called his teammates and everyone started eating lunch together.

It was a pleasant lunch time. After a break, everyone returned to the game venue and Fujiwara Haru sat back on the bench.

He was feeling a bit bored, never getting a chance to play, Kanzaki Sama played all the matches by himself. But it was a very important national tournament, so he couldn't use his phone. If he was photographed, it would not look good on him.

Young Fujiwara Haru was a little concerned about his image and decided to bring a book to read tomorrow so that he would not be criticized excessively if he was photographed.

The afternoon was spent waiting until the second round of matches was over and the third round began.

Team after team walked onto the field until the staff called out, "Tanigawa Middle School, please get ready!"

In the live broadcast room, both hosts paid attention.

Hoshino Clara was a little excited: "It's Kanzaki-kun with his tenth consecutive win! I wonder if he'll win 15th in a row next? That would break the record!"

The professional male host couldn't contain himself and complained, "Hey, wait, wait, why are you calling me Kanzaki-kun? And don't even dream of a 15-game winning streak. There are no weak teams that have made it this far. Every team has its own strengths. Even tying the historical record of 13 consecutive wins is already an incredible achievement."

Hoshino Clara stuck out her tongue and said: "Hehehe, after all, Kanzaki Sama is strong and handsome, I am already his fan."

The male host looked helpless and brought the topic back: "The game has already started for a while, let's go back to the scene and watch the game."

"You can see that the two are currently testing each other. This is a stage that tests patience, vision, and reaction speed. It is also a time of high concentration. If you are not careful, you will be caught..."

The male host was still talking.

Hoshino Clara was very excited: "Kanzaki Sama, victory! 11 consecutive wins!"

The male host looked at the scene and found that the fight was over.

Then came Hoshino Clara's continuous announcement: "Kanzaki Sama, 12th Company..."

The sun outside the venue gradually set, and applause began to ring out inside the venue. Even though kendo competitions require silence, how could they tolerate breaking records!

"Kanzaki Sama, 15 consecutive wins!"

"Another complete victory! Three consecutive wins! Kanzaki Sama broke the national tournament record!"

Not long after Hoshino Clara got excited, the Daohua Junior High School team came on the stage. Their previous pioneer Heiji Hattori had also won 10 consecutive games.

"Heiji Hattori, 11 consecutive wins!"

"Heiji Hattori, 12th Company..."

……

"Heiji Hattori, 15 consecutive wins! Tied with Kanzaki Souma's record!"

The feeling of witnessing history made both hosts excited, and the audience in the venue also began to get agitated. The time came to four o'clock in the afternoon.

The fourth round of competition has begun.

"Next up is Daohua Middle School versus Tanigawa Middle School."

After Hoshino Clara finished reading, she paused.

The male host took over the conversation: "Who would have thought that the two most anticipated teams in the competition would collide this afternoon! This match is destined to break the previous historical record again! The game is about to begin, let's wait and see!"

"In the first match, the vanguard of Daohua Middle School, Heiji Hattori, will face the vanguard of Tanigawa Middle School, Kanzaki Samma!"

Kanzaki Sama stepped into the competition venue, holding the bamboo sword tightly in his hand. Fighting 15 games in a row today made him a little tired, but the excitement of breaking the record and facing a strong opponent made his spirit begin to come alive again.

Now, it’s full on!

Three minutes later, in the live broadcast room: "Heiji Hattori, victory! 16 consecutive wins!"

Hoshino Clara looked regretful: "Kanzaki-kun lost, what a pity."

"Next up is Doka Middle School's vanguard, Heiji Hattori, versus Tanigawa Middle School's second-in-command..."

"Heiji Hattori vs. Tanigawa Junior High School's elite players..."

"Battle against the deputy general of Tanichuan Middle School..."

"Fighting the general..."

The male host noticed the number of viewers and found that the popularity of the live broadcast room had exceeded the historical peak. After all, the 19-game winning streak has already surpassed the previous legendary record.

This unprecedented record requires luck, strength, and opportunity, and it will be difficult for anyone to break it in the next few decades unless they cheat!

Inside the competition venue, Kanzaki Souma, who had already left, sat next to Fujiwara Haru. He put his bamboo sword aside and sat quietly without taking off his helmet.

He just lowered his head slightly and looked quietly at his hands, which were slightly trembling.

"are you OK?"

"Haha, Fujiwara, you don't think I'm lost, do you? Stop messing around and get ready and go on stage."

The staff began to call out: "Please invite the senior player from Tanigawa Junior High School, Fujiwara Haru, to the court."

Fujiwara Haru stood up, patted his shoulder lightly, and bent down to pick up his bamboo sword.

Kanzaki Sama's hand was held down. He held down the hand holding the bamboo sword and said in a low voice, "Fujiwara, this is a national competition. You should know that every kendo player's bamboo sword is tailor-made. The center of gravity of my bamboo sword is completely different from yours."

"Believe me."

Kanzaki Sama remembered their first sparring match, and he lowered his hand that was blocking him. Fujiwara Haru picked up Kanzaki Sama's bamboo sword.

Kanzaki Sama's voice was filled with resentment. "Fujiwara, saying this makes it seem like I'm making excuses for my loss, but please believe me, the opponent's vanguard is only at the second level. He's already at the third level, he just hasn't taken the test yet!"

"Well, I see."

After accepting the offer, Fujiwara Haru came to the edge of the competition venue.

Kanzaki Souma no longer looked down at his hands. He raised his head and looked forward, staring at Fujiwara Haru's back.

Just now, he just needed to react faster, move his hands faster, and focus more.

The results will be completely different.

But the result had already been decided minutes ago, and time cannot go back.

Now, he is no longer able to do anything, so he will leave everything to his teammates and entrust it to his last hope.

【You have to win, Fujiwara... You have to win! 】

The staff began to announce for the second time: "Please invite the captain of Tanigawa Junior High School, Fujiwara Haru, to enter."

Fujiwara Haru adjusted his equipment.

The staff waited for a minute and then repeated, "Please invite the senior student from Tanigawa Junior High School, Fujiwara Haru, to enter."

Fujiwara no Haruzora wielded the bamboo sword with familiarity.

The staff waited another minute before announcing, "Please invite the senior student from Tanigawa Junior High School, Fujiwara Haru, to enter."

Fujiwara Haru stretched his body.

The staff waited one minute before announcing: "Please invite the senior player from Tanigawa Junior High School, Fujiwara Haru, to enter the arena. If you don't enter within one minute, it will be considered as forfeiting the match. The vanguard of Daohua Junior High School, Heiji Hattori, will win directly."

Fujiwara Haru stood quietly, counting silently, giving his opponent the most recovery time.

In the live broadcast room, the two hosts were chatting to warm up the audience: "I didn't expect that we would be witnessing history. Maybe we will soon see an unprecedented 20-game winning streak."

The host said, "Some people in the comments are saying that the last general is taking so long to enter the arena, perhaps because he's scared and ready to give up. I disagree. After the strongest vanguard, Kanzaki Sama, failed, the three remaining members of Tanigawa Junior High School also fought with all their might. They all possess the unyielding spirit that is the foundation of kendo. I don't think a general would be afraid to take the stage."

"What's more, he's been on the edge of the field right now. He's not sitting on the sidelines."

Hoshino Clara was a little curious: "So he's giving the other team time to rest and recover?"

The male host paused. "I think so. Even if he loses in the end, his spirit is still very good. It's just that in today's online environment, if he loses, he might be accused of being pretentious. After all, in kendo competitions, lack of strength is the greatest sin."

"But I still want to say that this spirit of trying to play fair is worthy of our praise, rather than mocking him just because he is not strong enough. I hope this general can show his style."

The male host noticed the scene and said: "Here they come! The last big player of Tanigawa Middle School has appeared! Let's watch this game together!"

In the competition venue, Fujiwara Haru walked to the center of the venue, saluted, and looked at his opponent.

The vanguard, Heiji Hattori, single-handedly achieved an unprecedented 19-game winning streak, making him the undisputed center of attention and the favorite to win. His skill was undeniable, placing him in the top five of the field.

Fujiwara Haru gripped his bamboo sword tightly, took a deep breath, and the two men saluted each other, stood on both sides, and the game began.

At the beginning, he stepped forward, roared with force, and swung his knife to hit the face!

The referee raised the flag to indicate that the score was valid.

Was his opponent a little slow to react just now, seemingly unable to react? Didn't he have enough time to rest? But even a lion fights a rabbit with all its might, and Fujiwara Haru wasn't going to let up. He stood still, squared up, and prepared for the next round of attack.

The two separated after a short rest. After being defeated instantly, the equally young Heiji Hattori became a little angry. He fought back and took the initiative to attack.

The bamboo swords crossed in the field, making a dull clashing sound, which Fujiwara Haru blocked very easily.

The two men separated and fought for the middle position, with the tips of their bamboo swords facing each other. Heiji and Hattori lost their anger and tried to take a deep breath to calm down and regain their composure.

At the moment when his sword tip collided with his, Fujiwara Haru knocked away his sword tip, took another step, and swung his sword!

As Hattori Heiji looked at the bamboo sword from top to bottom, he felt as if he was on the battlefield, with the enemy general in front of him who was about to kill him.

Adrenaline surged at that moment! With the conviction of dying together, he thrust out the bamboo sword in his hand! Let's die together!

Fujiwara Haru tilted his head to avoid the attack, and the tip of the bamboo sword hit his opponent's face, scoring a point.

It was Hattori Heiji who came back to his senses during the game. A trace of confusion appeared on his face under the mask. He looked at the deformed mask in confusion, and his breathing became rapid.

Inside the venue, Fujiwara Haru's breathing was calm. The whole scene reminded him of the feeling of wielding the ice sword. Smooth, easy, and natural, without the slightest delay, he simply swung the sword at will.

He may not only be good at fighting, he also has extraordinary talent in martial arts.