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"So strong!" Okita Souji couldn't help but exclaim from the sidelines.

He then fell into deep thought.

What a terrifying monster...

Can I win?

Outside the arena, Okita Souji gripped the hilt of his bamboo sword tightly, staring intently at Sosuke in the arena, remaining silent.

Is it possible for me to block or dodge Tsukahara's double straight slash just now?

Is it possible for me to counter Sousuke's jumping spinning slash and his incomprehensible low-post counter-attack technique?

“Okita, you may not be able to take down this flag.”

Tekken, watching Atobe Sousuke in the arena with excitement, said directly to Okita beside him without any hesitation, "That man is more suitable for me to fight."

Okita Souji glanced at Tetsukken speechlessly: "Tetsukken, I'm going to fight him soon, can you please stop saying such discouraging things?"

Iron Sword shrugged: "If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Unless you have some new trump card, you have a very high probability of losing."

......

On the field, Tsukahara Souichirou had already struggled to his feet, then strode quickly to Sousuke: "You're so strong. I thought Okita Souji was the biggest surprise of this Jade Dragon Flag tournament, but I didn't expect there to be a monster like you..."

Sousuke casually slung the bamboo sword over his shoulder and chuckled, "You're not bad either; your final double slash was quite amazing."

Tsukahara Souichirou, his gauntlet-clad hand unconsciously reaching behind his head to scratch, said awkwardly, "Stop praising me. It only makes me feel awkward when the winner praises the loser..."

No, no, no, praising my opponent who lost to me gives me a rather saccharine pleasure; it's part of showing off, and I can't help but indulge in it.

Tsukahara Soichiro blushed and quickly turned to leave the stage amidst Sosuke's continuous praise.

Then his teammates went up one after another, only to be easily defeated by Sousuke, becoming stepping stones for his Daring to Fight Award.

The 25-star rating is only so-so compared to the geniuses who fought from start to finish.

However, as long as those people are killed, Sousuke will still be the most dazzling star in this Jade Dragon Flag competition.

Amidst wave after wave of cheers from the audience, Tsurumine High School, with Sousuke's dominant performance, advanced to the finals.

......

Because Group A plays first, and Group B starts after Group A finishes, the winner of Group A will inevitably get more rest than the winner of Group B.

Therefore, to be fair, Hefeng High School, which had just finished the game, had a 15-minute break.

Accompanied by his teammates and "family members," Sousuke was led to the rest area and then forcibly made to sit down.

Everyone was running around in a chaotic mess; some were getting water for Sosuke, some were getting him towels, and some were helping him remove his protective gear to cool down.

Tenkoji Kenji personally massaged his legs and hands, saying excitedly, "Sousuke! You're this strong! It seems like we really have a chance to win the flag this year! The men's and women's double jade dragon flags, am I dreaming!?"

With that excited expression, his bald head seemed to be shining.

Having learned from his experience with the Golden Eagle Flag, this time Sosuke did not try to resist in a pretentious manner, but calmly enjoyed everyone's service.

He smiled slightly at Tenkoji: "Don't worry, Minister. That Okita is indeed very strong, but his true strength has been revealed. I still have a great chance of winning."

"I can't relax!" Tenkoji Kenji was extremely nervous, rubbing his bald head vigorously. "I wasn't even this nervous when I got engaged!"

"Wow, Minister, you're engaged?" Sousuke looked at the other's bald head. "Even balding young people have someone wanting them?"

Tenkoji's face immediately turned red: "I'm not bald, I used to have hair!"

Motoko Gofuku remarked casually from the side, "Minister Tenkoji has a fiancée who is a very beautiful woman."

After saying that, she looked at Sosuke quietly with a strange gaze.

Sosuke glared at her: "Why are you looking at me like that? What does it matter to me whether his fiancée is pretty or not!"

Wu Fang Suzi pursed her lips.

You know why!

......

Rest time is ultimately limited.

Soon, amidst the roar of the crowd, the final began.

Sousuke put on his kendo protective gear and followed the rest of the group onto the stage.

The opposing team, Okita Souji, was also wearing protective gear, just like Sousuke.

It seems that both of them have firmly maintained their positions as forwards.

In the final round, for a normal team, the strongest player in the center position would have already been moved to the general position as a safety net.

However, neither Sousuke nor Souji are the type to back down.

In situations like this, whoever backs down loses.

Just do it!

Before bowing, Sousuke looked directly into Okita Souji's eyes, which were no longer languid, through his mask.

"Okita, just as I expected, in the end I'll be competing with you for the championship."

Although Okita Souji was full of fighting spirit, he looked helpless when he heard Sousuke's words: "Hey, I never thought there would be someone as incredibly strong as you."

Atobe Sousuke shrugged: "Relax, don't be nervous, I'll give you a surprise later."

"What surprise?" Okita Souji was taken aback.

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough." Sosuke grinned mischievously.

"You bastard..." Okita Souji sensed something was wrong.

After the ceremony was quickly completed, both teams left the field, leaving only Sousuke and Okita as the two vanguards.

Both of them simultaneously assumed a fairly standard squatting posture.

Then, the referee went up on stage and announced the start of the match.

The two stood up.

The waves of cheers and shouts from the audience suddenly stopped.

They saw that Okita Souji immediately struck his signature pose as soon as the game started.

Hold the bamboo knife handle with both hands, turn your body slightly to the side, and position the knife and the person in a cross-shaped perpendicular posture.

Flat blue eyes!

Is he about to use that five-stage thrusting move?

The opening move is a powerful attack?

Stimulate!

The sound from the audience paused for less than two seconds before erupting into a massive roar that nearly lifted the roof off the Fukuoka Dome!

Above Okita Souji's head, the Heavenly Sword's inscription shone brightly, bursting with flame-like effects and even crackling with electricity.

His eyes were sharp, his gaze like swords, and although there was a smile on his lips, his tone was extremely serious: "I just watched your fight with Tsukahara carefully. Your swordsmanship is complex and varied, and you are proficient in the three major streams of 'Mind, Spirit, and Yin.' It would be unwise to engage in a prolonged battle with you... Therefore, please take a look at my five-stage thrust!"

His tone was full of confidence in his own skills.

Although it has been lost, thanks to the generations of exceptionally talented swordsmen in the family who have perfected and developed it, their three-stage thrust is actually very close to the original move of their ancestor.

As the current "Okita Souji", his talent in swordsmanship is beyond doubt. He is even regarded by his elders as the most talented "Okita Souji" in many years.

He learned that three-stage thrust move with just a little effort, and after casual practice, he reached a high level of proficiency.

In fact, after years of honing his skills, this technique has even surpassed that of his ancestors in his hands!

In addition to his three thrusts, he still had the capacity to deliver two more sword strikes!

His extraordinary aptitude for swordsmanship made all sword techniques effortless for him; in fact, the swordsmanship itself didn't bring him any enjoyment.

He could never find an opponent from childhood to adulthood. Even after he had practiced his swordsmanship to the limit, he could no longer defeat the previous generation of Okita Souji, who had been practicing swordsmanship in his family for decades.

He felt that he had reached the pinnacle of "swordsmanship".

So he became lazy and didn't even want to practice swordsmanship anymore.

However, he had just been defeated by "Iron Sword" who was three years older than him not long ago. Then, while participating in the Jade Dragon Flag competition with a casual attitude, he saw three powerful and talented swordsmen: Yagyu, Tsukahara, and Atobe Sousuke.

The man before me, Atobe Sousuke, is a monster among monsters.

This caused a huge change in his mindset—his passion for swordsmanship was rekindled.

"Let's use this move to end the match!" he declared loudly.

The next second, he trembled slightly and his eyes widened.

Not only him, but the entire audience's intense shouts involuntarily stopped, and countless eyes stared blankly at the big screen.

Opposite him, Atobe Sousuke struck a pose that surprised everyone.

Atobe Sousuke turned slightly to the side, holding the bamboo sword hilt with both hands, one in front of the other, and placed the bamboo sword flat at his waist with the tip of the sword pointing straight ahead, forming a perpendicular structure with his upright posture.

Flat blue eyes! ?

The two of them struck the exact same pose!

Okita Souji felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and his voice filled with anger as he quickly asked, "What! What do you mean by this!?"

Atobe Sousuke smiled slightly: "As you can see."

"Before this, I also happened to be pondering this legendary divine skill. Now, to be able to use this move against you, the true successor, is it not exhilarating?"

As he spoke, he became like a calm spring, his aura rising steadily, as if he were a god of war.

Okita Souji's eyes trembled.

'He really wants to use the same moves as me?!'

He quickly calmed himself down, and with a light step, he transformed into a blur and rushed towards Sosuke!

'Never mind! Counterfeits can never beat the real thing!'

At the same time, Atobe Sousuke's figure also suddenly disappeared.

"Shhhhhh!"

The next instant was accompanied by several rapid whistling sounds as the air was torn apart.

The two figures reappeared in the audience's eyes!

Sosuke stood firmly in place, assuming a thrusting stance.

Okita Souji was sent flying horizontally!

'That's right, counterfeit goods—they really can't compare to the real thing.'

Sosuke's smile was indifferent.

Chapter 193 Why am I not as fast as you?

The big screen simultaneously displayed the moment of the duel between the two from five different angles.

In slow motion, everyone can clearly see that as the two approached each other, their bamboo knives thrust out simultaneously.

The first strike was aimed at the chest. The tips of the bamboo swords collided and bounced away. Okita was a third of a beat slower and was at a disadvantage.

The second attack to the throat also resulted in a collision and bounce, but Okita was two-thirds of a beat slower, and his posture collapsed.

Then comes the third strike to the face.

This time, Okita Souji's bamboo sword thrust was a beat slower than Sousuke's!

Even as his bamboo sword was still thrusting, Sōsuke's bamboo sword, Senkaku, had already struck him squarely.

This time, Sousuke fine-tuned the final thrust's landing point, adjusting the attack aimed at the visor to the throat.

If you're going to use a pierced faceplate, the gaps in the faceplate are a bit large, and if you're not careful, you could get seriously injured.

Moreover, in kendo competitions, the only scoring point for a thrust is the throat.

The immense impact sent Okita Souji flying.

Okita Souji didn't even have time to thrust out his third time, let alone his two subsequent self-developed shoulder thrusts.

Amidst the uproar of the crowd, the referee raised his flag and declared that Sosuke's score was valid.