I teach judo in Tokyo.

Early in the morning, Atobe Sousuke rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed.

After entering his dream last night, he chose to compete against the future form of Yumi Mifune in the virtual trial.

Although Yumi Mifune started fighting earlier than Saki Yotsuba, there was indeed a difference in their aptitude, and this difference became even more pronounced "three years later".

As a result, the little class monitor projection, who still hadn't grown taller three years later, didn't cause him as much trouble as Yotsuba Saki and was easily defeated.

I got up, washed up, and then went to the restaurant for breakfast.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, they were spotted by Yumi Mifune, who had been keeping an eye on the entrance.

Then Mifune Yumi rushed over, making a lot of noise.

"Teachers' College! Look! We're in the official newspaper!"

She was also holding two newspapers in her hand.

Sosuke took it and glanced at it casually.

[The Golden Eagle Flag has revealed the divine skill "Mountain Mist"!]

[The Twenty-Eight-Fighting Girls: The Strongest Female High School Judoka!]

[A group of gifted athletes from Hefeng High School, working together, declared their intention to capture the flag by themselves!]

On the sports page of the newspaper, the handsome fighting figures of the little classmate and the class monitor during the game were displayed.

Between the two, there was a black silhouette of a head with a question mark, which Sousuke recognized immediately as himself.

Well, you can tell what it's about just by looking at the title.

Atobe Sousuke glanced at it; it was basically all the content he had mentioned in yesterday's interview.

"How about that! I'm awesome at teachers' college, right?" The class monitor next to him smiled smugly, striking a fitness pose.

?(???)

"Amazing! Amazing!" Atobe Sousuke put away the newspaper, smiled, and patted her head encouragingly.

Beside him, Yahiko Iga walked over: "Sousuke, I saw your interview. Are you planning to single-handedly dominate the tournament? That's impressive!"

He smiled and said, "That's not easy. My arm injury should be almost healed. If you're not fit enough, just leave the court. I can still play one or two games."

Sousuke glanced at the bandage still around his neck, smiled, and shook his head: "Minister, you're already like this, so let's just forget about it and watch my performance!"

Iga Yahiko scratched his head and laughed: "Then the rest of us will enjoy the pleasure of lying flat for once."

……

When the Hefeng team returned to the arena, it was already packed with people.

There were half as many teams participating in the men's group as in the women's group, and the stands were packed with people early on.

In fact, the men's competition is always more attractive than the women's competition.

However, the aftershocks of the class monitor and his deskmate's heroic act had not yet subsided when, as soon as Hefeng entered the venue, the organizers cunningly focused their cameras on the two of them.

Having gone through several rounds of competition, Yumi Mifune's initial weakness and urgency during the national tournament preliminaries were long gone. After realizing she was on camera, she made a peace sign at the lens, blinked, and stuck out her tongue, appearing quite quirky.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the willful and arrogant Emi has been forced to step down from her role by Yotsuba Saki. Now, it is Saki, who wears glasses, who is using the body. She is blushing and extremely shy in front of the camera.

The two of them, along with Motoko Goka, followed closely behind Sousuke. The entire scene was faithfully recorded and broadcast on the big screen, sparking a lot of gossip.

One man with three women, all beautiful girls with distinct styles, made many male contestants and viewers grit their teeth in frustration.

We all practice judo, but we get rejected by girls because we smell bad from practicing, while this guy can train three girls.

Why him? Just because of his pretty-boy looks?!

He deserves to die!

So, amidst the resentment of countless people in the arena, Sosuke arrived at the waiting area wearing his blue judo uniform.

The men's competition schedule is similar to that of the women's group, with sixteen arenas running simultaneously. However, due to the large number of participating teams in the men's group, plus some odd teams that also have a variety of individual participants, the competition is more competitive.

Therefore, the men's team has to play one more round per arena than the women's team.

In other words, the round of 16 in the men's group will take six rounds to complete.

The waiting time wasn't long; soon, the Hefeng team arrived at their arena after being notified via the waiting area's loudspeaker.

Led by Yahiko Iga, the men's judo team members went up on stage together, bowed, and listened to the referee quickly read out the rules.

The minister and other ministers stepped down.

Only Atobe Sousuke, who had been the vanguard, remained calmly standing on the ring.

Sosuke was in a very peaceful state of mind.

He already possessed superior physical attributes after the system optimization, and with each battle in recent times, not only have his skills become more refined, but his understanding and development of his physical capabilities have also become more profound.

In addition, the serious attitude towards battle that he had developed during the preliminary and final rounds of the national competition led to the creation of the "Martial Arts" entry.

His current strength is far beyond what a normal high school student could achieve.

Perhaps only Takiya Kunio could pique my interest.

"Speaking of which, that guy named Kunio, as the student representative, is in ring number one. If we really fight, we probably won't meet him until the final battle."

Sosuke thought to himself leisurely.

Across from him, a vanguard from a high school that Sosuke had no interest in remembering was looking at him nervously.

Judging from the other person's youthful face, he is most likely a first-year student.

It seems they are newbies who were brought in to experience the atmosphere of the competition in advance.

Just then, all the referees were in place and quickly announced the start of the match.

Sosuke smiled slightly at the other person, but the other person was so frightened that they took a step back.

He didn't mind and walked slowly toward the other person with perfect natural posture.

......

At the edge of the No. 10 table, a number of media outlets had already been waiting for some time.

They were unable to secure an exclusive interview with the two talented young judo girls from Hefeng yesterday, so they came early today to try their luck.

As it turned out, they actually managed to spot two girls appearing as supporters for the boys' team, and now the media are frantically taking photos of the two talented girls.

Unlike those media outlets, the reporters from Nishi Nihon Shimbun and Tokyo Sports, who had already conducted interviews yesterday, are now focusing their attention on the ring.

"Inoue, do you think that boy is just bragging, or is he really that good?" a reporter from the Tokyo Sports newspaper couldn't help but ask his colleague.

The reporter from the West Japan News Agency stared intently at Sousuke, who had already made contact with his opponent in the arena, and said softly, "So, aren't we here to verify this?"

"Wuuuu!"

As they spoke, the two middle-aged men exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Inside the arena, Atobe Sousuke's opponent was already lying on the tatami mat.

Sosuke, on the other hand, stepped aside and stood quietly, like a calm, ancient well.

"One copy!"

The referee announced the result loudly; the entire exchange lasted less than ten seconds.

Immediately afterwards, without a break, the opposing high school's second striker took to the stage.

This second striker looked much braver than the first-year vanguard from before, and charged towards Sosuke with a loud shout.

Then, as soon as his hand touched Sosuke's palm, he was pulled and tripped by Sosuke and fell to the ground as if he were acting!

"One copy!"

Then come the core members, the deputy generals, and the generals.

"One copy!"

"One copy!"

"One copy!"

"Hefeng High School wins!"

Chapter 152 His winning streak was like an avalanche

The entire team, after deducting the time for luggage and entering and exiting the field, the total duration of the actual match is less than a minute!

Sosuke casually picked up one of them.

One against five, the first five-man daredevil to win the award!

Sosuke didn't even break a sweat!

Outside the venue, two reporters exchanged a glance, their breathing becoming rapid.

The first round of the competition ended in the blink of an eye.

After completing all the required formalities, Sosuke walked off the stage with his teammates.

As soon as he stepped off the stage, he was greeted with congratulations from his three female disciples.

Especially Yumi Mifune, a judo fanatic, immediately noticed that Sousuke was using unusual judo techniques.

"Shi Fan! I feel that your winning style just now is completely different from when you were in the national competition preliminaries!" She couldn't keep it to herself and immediately asked.

Sosuke smiled calmly and came up with the excuse he had prepared beforehand: "Yumi, the so-called 'judo' is just one of the many martial arts I know. Even powerful techniques like Yamanashi or Nekoyaki are just tricks that I reproduced after researching them on a whim. What you just saw is my own unique skill."

Yumi Mifune scratched her head, not quite understanding what Sousuke Atobe was saying, but she knew he was just showing off.

Wufang Suzi, standing nearby, caught a glint in her eyes and immediately asked, "So, Master, the Musou Sword technique you taught me before, and that Three-Stage Thrust, were they also created by you?"

Sosuke chuckled and said, "Of course, it can't be considered original. I'm just like those guys who like to 'rehearse'. I simply 'reproduced' the corresponding moves that met the requirements based on descriptions in ancient books and legends."

Wufang Suzi's expression froze, and for a moment she was speechless. After a few seconds of hesitation, she hurriedly said, "However, the techniques you used really make me feel that they are the 'original forms' used by those sword masters themselves. If you created them all yourself, then it's just too exaggerated!"

Because these special skills rewarded by the system are most likely the original body itself!

Sosuke thought to himself, but he couldn't bring himself to tell the truth.

So he just smiled mysteriously, offering no further explanation, intending to let Wu Fang Su Zi fill in the blanks herself.

The group chatted as they returned to the waiting area to await the next round of the competition.

......

There are some differences between judo and kendo.

In men's judo, a single match is limited to five minutes. If no "ippon" occurs within those five minutes, the athlete with the higher score and fewer fouls wins.

When the two sides are evenly matched and the game is close, it's easy for the game to go on until the time limit is reached and the winner is decided by the score.

This also means that judo matches take longer than kendo matches.

So, the second round of elimination matches didn't begin until about two hours later.

Sosuke was able to make his reappearance.

As he stepped onto the stage, almost 70% of the audience's attention was focused on ring number ten, where Sosuke was located.

The main reason for this is that his speed in the previous round, where he defeated five opponents in a row, was simply too exaggerated.

Even though most viewers did not notice this.

However, the organizers' statistics were accurate; they quickly discovered Sousuke's absurdly rapid victory afterward.

Then, I immediately pulled up Sosuke's match video and discovered his winning method, which was so powerful it was like beating up a child.

The experienced organizers immediately realized what was going on.

The first monster of the year has appeared.

Under these combined conditions, as soon as Sosuke stepped into the ring, his image was immediately broadcast to the big screen in the arena.

His image, his record, and clips of his previous victories were also displayed by the organizers in the corner of the main screen.

When the big screen suddenly locked onto a particular contestant, the audience, of course, weren't stupid; they immediately understood that this was the next hot contestant.

"That player is really handsome!"

"I actually got the Five-Man Fighting Award; I didn't even notice it before."

"It's arena number ten!"