Supernatural/Anime Crossover: Where Did My Romantic Comedy Go?

Therefore, Kujo Toru intended to treat him with the highest honors:

Let him see for himself what kind of monsters and demons are in his kendo club.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Two mournful ape cries rang out almost simultaneously on the kendo platform.

Like two sides of a mirror, the two men simultaneously held their bamboo swords upright on their right sides, the tips slightly angled, pointing at each other's faces.

He then lightly stepped forward and charged swiftly towards his opponent.

All of these are the iconic configurations of the dragonfly eight phases, representing the flow of energy.

Kujo Toru's face fell.

He had guessed it would be like this!

If the department members are this shameless, how much better can the department head be?

Meanwhile, Kazama Soto's eyes widened, clearly shocked as well.

In the blink of an eye, the two were already locked in combat.

"noodle!"

Simultaneously, breathe and open the voice!

Snapped!

The bamboo knives collided violently in mid-air, making a crisp sound.

Because of the immense force, Kazama Soto could even see a slight twist and deformation at the tip of the bamboo sword, but thanks to its excellent resilience, it quickly springed back to its original shape.

He couldn't help but grimace.

The immense force transmitted from the bamboo knife almost knocked it out of his hand.

Fortunately, he managed to stay calm.

Seeing that Kujo Toru was about to use his signature slash again, the bamboo sword had already slid straight up along the blade, pointing directly at his sword-wielding hand and face. Kazama Soto quickly pressed down with both hands.

The trajectory of the nine bamboo swords was disrupted, and the sword guards interlocked, turning the battle into a contest of strength.

If Kujo Toru wants to win, he only needs to use his completely inhuman power at this moment.

Unfortunately, while Kamiya High School may be shameless enough to use deception and sneak attacks, he is not shameless enough to bully ordinary people, and he still controls his strength at a level close to that of his opponent.

"Ha, so this is your Purification Shinto style? How come it's so similar to the Gengen-ryu style?"

When his initial attempts to disrupt his opponent failed, Kazama Soto decisively launched a trash-talking attack.

"The Shigenryu style is originally inherited from the Katori Shintoryu style. Since we both belong to the Shintoryu style, it's quite normal that we are similar."

Kujo Toru was completely unaffected by Kazama Hayato's words and instead began to attack him:

"But isn't your Shinto Musen-ryu derived from the Mind-ryu? How come you're starting to learn our Shinto-ryu style?"

However, Kazama Souto, as the root cause of Kamimiya High School's lack of martial ethics, immediately began to play dumb:

"What about your Shinto style and our Nen style? Aren't the concepts of preemptive strike and one-hit kill common to every school?"

Feeling the increasing pressure from the bamboo sword, which was gradually approaching his limit, Kazama Soto chose to give up the struggle and pushed Kujo Toru away.

They took several steps back before finally standing firm at the edge of the kendo platform, returning to a standoff.

In the audience, Yokota Tsuyoshi's face was very dark.

That's normal, though, because he's the one who actually practices the Shigenryu style.

Seeing two guys on stage, neither of whom are from the Shigenryu style, simultaneously using the Shigenryu style's Dragonfly Eight Forms to deceive people, I can only say that I have very mixed feelings.

I have a feeling that the reputation of the Demonic Flow style is going to be ruined starting with this match.

As for the culprit?

That must be that damned Kazama Hayato!

Kujou-sama is using their own methods against them; he's a partner of justice!

Shaking his hands, Kazama Soto moved his left leg back, drawing his whole body into a bow, gripping the bamboo sword with both hands, and raising it to the level of his right eye.

It is a flat-eyed eye.

The voice was very serious:

"Playtime is over! Now I'm going to use the Shinto Munen-ryu..."

He paused, speechless.

Because he saw that Kujo Tetsu silently struck the exact same pose as him.

I completely understood Yokota Tsuyoshi's feelings, and I was speechless:

"What the hell?! Don't you have your own style of swordsmanship?!"

"Isn't it just the idea of ​​preempting the enemy and killing with a single blow? We Shinto-ryu were the first to advocate this."

Kujo Tetsu returned the words that Kazama Hayato had just said to him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out.

The bamboo knife pierced the air with a whooshing sound, heading straight for his throat.

Kazama Soto was forced to retaliate with his sword while dodging to the side. However, he did not expect that Kujo Toru's thrust was just a feint. With a flick of his wrist, he cut directly into the gap between Kazama's arms and slammed hard into his hood.

"noodle!"

Snapped!

A crisp sound rang out.

Both referees raised their colored flags simultaneously.

"Chiba Soubu High School, score valid!"

Volume 1: Chapter 191 (5K) Summer vacation is for going back to the countryside!

"Minister, you don't seem to be doing so well either! Are you going to have to go back and practice your shiki with us at the school gate while wearing Shinsengumi haori?"

During the brief three-minute break, Kazama Soto was just about to think carefully about how to deal with Kujo Toru when he heard his own team members stirring things up from below the stage.

The veins on his forehead were bulging.

Turning his head, he saw that these guys were all laughing merrily, and even winking at him.

This made him wonder if Kujo Toru was actually the captain of the Kamiya High School Kendo Club.

He was about to angrily berate these traitors who were eager to drag him down with them when someone else started cursing first:

"Will this ever end? Will this ever end?!"

Stunned, they looked towards Kyoto Hisamiyama High School, where their blue-haired kendo club captain was furious, grabbing the collar of his haori with both hands and pulling it forward forcefully to show everyone:

"What's wrong with the Shinsengumi haori?! I just think it looks really good and stylish! It gives off a strong and powerful vibe! Is there a problem?! Where is it embarrassing?!"

"Ah! Look into my eyes and answer me!"

All the onlookers were startled by his sudden outburst.

As he dragged his haori (traditional Japanese robe) along, the locals would instinctively take a few steps back and keep their distance.

It was as if Lu Bu, the mop-wielding general, had been reincarnated.

"Quickly, quickly, cut their footage!"

The director was frantically giving orders to the cameramen in the audience through his headset.

The referees on the stage were also helpless.

What's going on? The atmosphere at Yulongqi this year feels weird. Everyone seems to be acting in a variety show. These kendo athletes weren't like this in previous years.

Whose problem is it, really?

The referee felt like he was living through an eternity as he watched the stopwatch; for the first time, he found the three-minute break incredibly difficult to endure.

When he saw that the time had finally run out, he felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly said:

"The match is about to begin. Both players, please prepare yourselves!"

Bamboo swords clashed.

The atmosphere between the two was quite cold.

Kujo Tetsu could clearly see that Kazama Hayato's eyes were quite serious beneath the grille of his mask.

He was completely different from before.

"Battle of the Generals! Second Match! Begin!"

Without launching a preemptive attack or letting out a rough howl, Kazama Soto was surprisingly well-behaved this time.

As soon as the referee's voice rang out, he used a sliding step to retreat, widening the distance between himself and Kujo Toru.

Their eyes were fixed on him, as if afraid of being suddenly attacked.

Kujo Toru also acted out of character, not taking the initiative to attack, but instead standing still with his hands at his sides.

The bamboo sword in his hand was positioned in a rather rare low stance, rather than the middle stance, which is the most frequently used stance in kendo competitions and combines offense and defense.

The two faced each other, their feet moving slightly as they searched for each other's weaknesses.

If there is the slightest wavering, then what awaits is a swift and fierce attack from the enemy.

Time slips away bit by bit.

Although the competition rules stipulated that each round only lasted five minutes, the two were in no hurry at all, and simply performed a two-person dance on the kendo platform.

Kujo Toru's expression remained completely unchanged, conveying the message, "If you want to drag this out, then I'll just keep going with you."

In the end, it was Kazama Souto who broke the silence first.

There was no other way; if he lost the last point, he would be eliminated. However, Kujo Tetsuya was only the vanguard of Chiba Soubu High School, and he had four teammates behind him.

Kazama Soto couldn't let time run out, otherwise he would be directly judged to have lost.

We can only continue with verbal attacks to see if we can find an opportunity.

"I've been suspicious since yesterday, and today I see that it's true. Kujo-kun, your swordsmanship has always been about killing. Whether it's your instinctive reactions or your techniques, it's all aimed at killing your opponent directly."

"Just like in the last match, if it were Yokota facing my attack, he would definitely have blocked it with his arm and then counterattacked, instead of rushing into my attack range."

"This is the way of killing, not the way of competitive swordsmanship."

In the end, Kazama Soto's words carried a hint of sarcasm.

This wasn't intentional on his part; rather, it was a genuine expression of his feelings.

Because modern Kendo is no longer the simple killing technique it was at its inception, but has become a training ground for one's body and will, pursuing a state of mind.

In other words, modern Kendo pursues the Way, while a sword technique like Kujo Toru's, which is purely for killing, falls short of the ideal.

However, Toru Kujo remained completely unmoved, and a line from a work he had seen in his previous life suddenly flowed into his mind:

"A sword is a weapon, and swordsmanship is a killing technique. No matter how fancy the language used to disguise it, this is the truth."

The self-cultivation facade of modern Kendo is merely a shell that samurai, having lost their means of killing and survival after the end of the Genwa era, actively sought to change in order to recruit students.

The essence of all martial arts is combat.

The only difference is that other ancient sword styles fight against humans, while the Seifu Shinto style fights against monsters and vengeful spirits.

Although they were testing each other with words, their bodies and attention remained focused throughout.

And everyone in the audience heard these words.

Most people were unmoved because everyone knows that you can't believe a single word spoken on the field; it's all underhanded tactics.

Only at Kyoto's Kumiyama High School, Toudou Shura, known as the "Heavenly Sword," seemed lost in thought.

There was a hint of eagerness in his eyes as he looked at Kujo Toru.

"One minute left!"

The referee's announcement rang out.