I teach judo in Tokyo.

As he spoke, he reached out and patted Atobe Sousuke on the shoulder: "With Sousuke here this time, we might not only get the ticket, but we could even compete for the national championship!"

Hojo Kazuto looked surprised. He glanced at Sousuke, who was smiling without saying a word, and then smiled again: "It seems that Atobe-kun is quite strong. Well then, congratulations in advance on your success."

He waved his hand casually: "Speaking of which, if you guys really achieve outstanding results in the national competition, I, as your temporary part-time coach, will also benefit quite a bit!"

"Stop chatting, Hojo-sensei! Let's go inside!" Mifune Yumi impatiently interrupted the conversation.

She skipped and hopped forward, then reached out and pushed Hojo-sensei's back towards the entrance of the martial arts hall.

Hojo Kazuto shook his head helplessly as he was being pushed forward: "Mifune-kun, you would be better if you were a little more composed."

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Chapter 49 Delinquent High School - Kirisaki

If you were to ask Sousuke his first impression upon entering the Budokan...

That is—small.

The main field is in the center of the octagonal stadium, and the outer stands are divided into two levels. Under the central dome, a huge white flag with a red heart hangs, resembling a giant plaster.

It didn't seem very big when viewed from the outside, but at that time he only thought that what he saw was part of the martial arts hall.

For example, it could be a front hall or something like that.

As a result, they arrived at the main stadium just a few steps after entering the main gate.

It's very small, not even as big as a typical university gymnasium.

This created a huge contrast in his impression of the venue.

After all, the longing and excitement that the people around them felt for the martial arts hall before they came in was genuine.

It's a pilgrimage-like mentality.

It can only be said that Sosuke, who traveled from another time, is essentially the soul of a thirty-year-old man, and his cultural identity with Japan is not very strong.

The memories left behind by the original owner are nothing more than data stored on a hard drive to him; they do not convey the original owner's emotions to him.

Naturally, it wouldn't give him any special feelings about the martial arts hall.

Sosuke thought to himself, but everyone around him seemed to be in a sacred place, so he naturally wouldn't be so tactless as to disagree.

Because the preliminary rounds will begin tomorrow, the central venue has already been set up with the necessary facilities – mainly the hundreds of tatami mats that have been laid out.

On the large tatami competition field, the organizers used colored ribbons to divide the area into many square boundaries.

Clearly, tomorrow's judo elimination matches will be held simultaneously in these square arenas.

It is expected that only when the top 16 or so are eliminated will the competition be moved to a larger stage for a final showdown.

Under Hojo's instructions and in accordance with the rules, everyone took off their shoes and socks and stepped onto the tatami mats to experience the firmness and friction of the tatami mats in their own way during the official competition.

Many other school team members did the same.

Many students even entered the arena wearing their judo uniforms and began practicing random judo drills with their teammates without any hesitation.

The entire venue was extremely noisy.

"Wow! These people are so smart, they even came wearing judo uniforms!" Yumi Mifune exclaimed enviously as she watched the other school team members enthusiastically throwing and grappling at each other.

She ran back to Sosuke's side and tugged at his sleeve: "Master, let's go back later to change into our judo uniforms and then come here to practice a bit, okay?"

Sosuke looked down at the petite girl, smiled and nodded: "If the chairman is willing to ask her to be both handsome and strong as a teacher, then this request is not impossible."

Yumi Mifune immediately chuckled and hugged Sousuke's arm: "Atobe-kun, no, teacher, you really are both handsome and strong, okay!"

Sosuke and the beaming squad leader joked around for a while, then turned to look at their other teammates.

But then they saw several people, led by Iga, looking seriously in the same direction.

Sosuke followed their gaze and saw several male students dressed in the same style of black clothes sparring with each other.

Their smiles were dangerous, their behavior was unrestrained, and they exuded a certain unsettling aura.

The word "Kirizaki" can be seen in large letters on the back of their black T-shirts.

Iga Yahiko walked over to Sosuke, pointed at the students, and said softly, "Those are members of the judo team from Kirisaki High School."

“Kirizaki…” Sousuke felt like he had seen this name somewhere before.

Before he could think it through, Iga Yahiko took out the familiar schedule and handed it to him.

Sosuke unfolded it and immediately understood the reason.

Due to the large number of participating universities, the regional preliminary rounds of the national competition adopted a so-called "seed + knockout" system.

The eight teams that reached the top eight in the Kanto Tournament in the past two months will be seeded in this qualifying round.

The top four teams are divided into four groups, and each team only needs to win one match against the winner of its group to advance to the semifinals.

The four teams that made it to the finals were divided into four groups, but they could only avoid the first round of elimination and had to start fighting from the second round.

As for the other non-seeded teams, they naturally have to climb up step by step.

Kirisaki High School was the seeded high school in their group, which included Tsurumine.

If Hefeng wants to break through and compete for a spot in the national competition, they will definitely face them in the last round of the group stage.

"What's going on with this Kirisaki High School?" Sosuke asked curiously, seeing Iga Yahiko's serious expression.

Before Iga could speak, Yuta Tasaki, one of the vanguard members who had come with him, couldn't help but interject, "The judo club at Kirisaki High School is full of 'bad actors'."

"In other words, Kirisaki High School is considered a 'disgraced school' by the judo clubs of other schools!"

His expression was a little frightened, but he still continued: "Although they have never been able to get a ticket to the national tournament, in the various competitions in the Kanto region, even strong teams like the three major high schools have a much higher probability of getting injured when they face Kirisaki than in normal judo matches... There are even cases of people being seriously injured in matches!"

Yahiko Iga continued, picking up where Yuta Tasaki left off: "Sousuke, we don't know if we're lucky or unlucky, but we were assigned to the same group as Kirisaki."

His expression was serious: "The lucky thing is that, facing them, we don't need to face those three legendary super-strong universities before the semi-finals."

“The unfortunate thing…” Iga Yahiko glanced at Sousuke, “What Tasaki-kun said earlier is basically true. That is, the members of the Kirisaki High School Judo Club engaged in dishonest behavior during the match.”

"With the rules so comprehensive now, how come they've never been caught doing this?" Sosuke asked, somewhat puzzled.

"They seem to have received special training in this area; their movements are quite stealthy, and they know how to avoid the sight of high-speed cameras and referees... Even a moment's lapse in attention could lead to disastrous consequences for them," Yahiko Iga said earnestly.

He added, "To be honest, I've almost always been eliminated in the early rounds over the past two years. I'm not qualified to play against this so-called disreputable team, so I don't know what their methods are. I can't share much experience with you either."

Sosuke waved his hand dismissively.

His gaze fell on the tall boy who was leading the group.

The other person was tall and strong, with a rugged face and an arrogant expression, exuding a sense of lawlessness.

[Kirizaki Judo Club Leader: Onigashima Ga]

Age: 18

[Possesses self-defense techniques: Judo - Throwing techniques 7, Parrying techniques 9, Ground techniques 8]

[Special Move: Snake Bite]

[Current Status: Fun, so much fun! The whole place is full of "prey"!]

A madman with a terrible temper deserves to be taught a lesson.

Sousuke smiled with interest.

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Chapter 50 The Wild Wind Sweeping Down from the Mountain Peak

After the group site inspection, under the arrangement of Coach Hojo, the whole team changed into judo uniforms in the afternoon and went to the site to practice a round of throws, which was enough to fully familiarize themselves with the venue.

Then comes rest and meals.

Time quickly passed and evening arrived.

Sosuke, Iga, and Tasaki returned to their room, and the group immediately turned on the television.

Then we chatted while scrolling through our phones.

As for television—it's just for making noise.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Yuta Tasaki went to open the door on his own initiative.

Then Sosuke heard his surprised voice.

"Manager Mifune, what brings you here?"

"Tazaki, I'm here to see Sousuke. Could you please tell him to put on his judo uniform and come out?" Mifune's energetic and clear voice rang out from outside the door.

"Oh, okay." Tasaki Yuta returned to his room and sat on his bed, winking at Sousuke with a teasing look. "Atobe, the manager wants to see you."

Sosuke sighed. What kind of quirky idea did the class monitor have now?

"Sōsuke! Shibō! Come out quickly, let's go for extra practice together!" the class monitor outside the door urged loudly.

"Here I am." Sousuke quickly changed into his judo uniform, turned around to greet his two teammates, and walked out of the room.

Outside the door, Yumi Mifune, petite and dressed in a judo uniform, stood gracefully and smiled when she saw Sousuke.

"Shi Fan, let's go! Let's practice some more before the martial arts hall closes."

Then, without saying a word, she reached out her little hand, grabbed Sosuke, and excitedly dragged him away from the hotel.

The two reappeared in a corner inside the martial arts arena shortly afterward.

Unlike during the day, most people are starting to rest and recuperate before the competition begins tomorrow.

Although there were still some athletes surveying the martial arts hall that evening, there weren't many left.

"Teacher, the competition starts tomorrow, and I have a really bad feeling about it." Yumi Mifune stood opposite Sosuke, looking conflicted.

Sosuke, hands on his hips, noticed the class monitor's somewhat nervous expression. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and smiled, "Yumi, did you participate in the national tournament last year?"

Yumi Mifune scratched her head and gave a silly grin: "No..."

"No?" Sousuke was taken aback. "You're from the Mifune family, and you've already joined the judo club. Why don't you give it a try?"

Yumi Mifune: "My family told me to study hard in my first year of high school, and at that time they thought my skills were still lacking and didn't want me to play and embarrass myself..."

Sousuke nodded: "I see... So you're like me, it's your first time too?"

"That's why I'm so nervous!" Yumi Mifune said earnestly, her toes touching. "Just thinking about competing in front of so many people makes me so nervous I feel like I need to pee..."

That won't do. He's my disciple after all; he can't back down before he even gets a chance to play.

Sosuke frowned, and an idea came to him.

A mysterious smile appeared on his face: "Since you're my disciple... come with me, and I'll show you a move."

Upon hearing that Sousuke had a new trick up his sleeve, Yumi Mifune immediately became interested, forgetting all about the match, and rushed over.

Sosuke grabbed her collar and the middle of her sleeve.

"Watch closely!" The two looked at each other, and Sousuke bowed slightly, giving Yumi Mifune a strange smile.

'Grabbing the collar and sleeve on the same side, what kind of move is that?'

Yumi Mifune is still thinking about it.

The next second, Sosuke suddenly spun around and threw himself into her arms!

Yumi Mifune instinctively used her protective abilities to fight back, but her stance was disrupted by Sousuke's brute force.

Immediately afterwards, she was shocked to feel as if her right foot was being strangled by a python and then lifted high into the air!

It was as if I was being lifted off the ground by a spinning storm!

In that instant, she realized that the whole world had turned upside down!

"Mountain...!" She looked horrified, before she could finish speaking!

Then came a crisp "bang".

“Arashi…!?” Yumi Mifune lay blankly on the tatami mat, slowly uttering a complete noun.

Sosuke straightened up and gave the class monitor lying on the ground a calm smile.

"So, how about it? Do you want to learn this move?"