I teach judo in Tokyo.

Shohei Tachibana suddenly looked at Sousuke Atobe off the court with a keen interest in his eyes.

He murmured, "To actually let a top player as strong as Iga play the mid-back position, who... just who are you?"

Beside him, Midorima Shinichiro, who had been frowning, immediately turned around upon hearing Tachibana Shohei's words: "Tachibana Shohei! Have you met that player?"

Saku Seishin, who was standing to the side, also looked over silently.

Tachibana Shohei smiled, not intending to tell the two the information he knew, and simply said, "He's about to appear, you'll understand when you see him."

"Tch!" Midorima Shinichiro glared at him, then stopped talking and turned his gaze to the arena.

On the field, amidst a commotion, Iga Yahiko, who unexpectedly appeared as a midfielder, smiled at his opponent, saluted, and then assumed a fighting stance.

His opponent, however, did not have such a good mindset.

Iga's reputation is quite well-known in the Japanese high school judo world.

Countless high school athletes, who could be considered geniuses, fell victim to his lightning-fast over-the-shoulder throws.

Such an ace player has suddenly been relegated to the midfield position to face off against me...

Even this key player from the new association wanted to concede defeat!

Admitting defeat is out of the question!

As the referee announced the start, the core player of the new association shouted and charged towards Iga Yahiko!

The next second, Iga grabbed his collar, braced his feet against his lower abdomen, and sent him flying backward in a graceful "Tomoe Tou" move!

"One!" the referee announced immediately.

Sold out instantly!

The overwhelming gap in strength allowed Iga Yahiko to easily secure a victory.

He didn't even use his signature over-the-shoulder throw.

Many of the onlookers looked disappointed.

They all came specifically to see a shoulder throw, and now that their plans have fallen through, they are understandably disappointed.

After bowing, Iga Yahiko walked down the stage with a smile on his face.

Then, back in the team, he found his vice-captain and smiled, "Uemura, according to the tactics we agreed on before, in order to ensure three wins, we need to ask you to take the spot instead of Sousuke, is that alright?"

Uemura quickly shook his head, his face showing no resentment: "Hehe, as long as you can lead me into the national competition, how can this be considered a grievance?"

He looked at Atobe Sousuke: "Atobe-kun, you have to do your best!"

Sosuke shrugged and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll take your strength with me and smash that big black guy into a pulp."

The next moment, he strolled onto the field at the referee's instruction.

"In this round, Tsuramine High School has chosen a captain to replace a vice-captain. Shinkai High School, please decide on your team members as soon as possible!"

The referee urged Sousuke's opponent to make a decision as soon as possible.

The new association quickly responded—Papagarn strode aggressively onto the stage.

The decisive battle between the generals has begun ahead of schedule!

Big Black Papagaron glared fiercely at Sosuke: "Come on, you 'insolent' bastard, let me smash you to the ground!"

Sosuke stared at his opponent with a black line on his forehead, and couldn't help but complain, "That's called being 'rude'! I really can't stand you. If you can't even read the words, can you please stop using idioms like that!"

Then, seeing that Papagan was still trying to argue, he immediately cut him off: "Enough nonsense! Come on!"

The referee then announced the start of the match.

"You're talking nonsense! I've mastered idioms! Prepare to die!" Papagarn roared and strode towards Sosuke.

It has to be said that this big black man is tall, strong, and muscular; he looks like a skilled fighter.

Compared to him, although Sosuke is also a tall man of over 185 cm, his appearance is vastly different from that of the big black man.

Many onlookers watched Papagaron charge towards Sosuke with such force that they couldn't help but feel a little uneasy for him.

The short distance between them passed in an instant.

The next second, the two clashed violently!

Immediately afterwards, they grabbed each other's collars and sleeves!

"They actually went head-to-head from the very beginning!"

Off the court, reminded by Shohei Tachibana that Sousuke might possess an amazing level of skill, Midorima and Saku watched Sousuke's match intently.

With an excited smile on his face, Papagaron suddenly shouted and pulled hard with both hands, trying to break Sousuke's center of gravity.

Then his smile froze.

Not moving at all!

Sosuke remained calm, his knees slightly lowered, his center of gravity as steady as a mountain despite the opponent's bull-like violent yanking!

"How...how is this possible!" Papagan's expression was furious. As a black man with a generally strong physique, he had always been the one with the advantage in strength in judo competitions. Even if he couldn't beat his opponent, he had never encountered a situation where he couldn't even break the opponent's stance.

Now, they've been humiliated by this seemingly weak but despicable fellow!

The next moment, he stepped forward, pressing his own weight down on Sosuke, and his heel forcefully hooked back towards Sosuke's calf!

Great foreign harvest!

Techniques often used by larger athletes when facing smaller opponents.

"Innocent!"

The light, airy voice drifted past Papagean's ears, who was intent on tripping up his enemy.

The next instant, he felt his leg, which he was trying to trip over, suddenly lose its balance, as if he had only tripped over air. Then, he exerted too much force and lost his balance.

He was pulled into the air by an astonishing force!

With a soft shout, Sosuke swung his foot, which had been tripped by his opponent, high into the air, and in a one-legged bridge position, he slammed Papagan heavily to the ground!

Highly transparent!

"Oh!"

Papagaran's heavy body slammed onto the tatami mat with a loud thud.

The referee immediately raised his hand.

"One copy!"

"The fact that the Shinkai High School's top player went into battle prematurely and was defeated is considered a double failure!"

"Three to two, Hefeng High School wins!"

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed.

A victory as swift as lightning!

Sosuke gave the big black guy lying on the ground a mocking smile, then walked back to the starting line without looking back, waiting for the referee to finish the bowing ceremony.

The onlookers seemed to only then realize what was happening, and a chaotic cacophony of noise quickly erupted.

After bowing to the distraught old man, Sosuke calmly walked off the stage.

Before she could even speak, Yumi Mifune, her face beaming with joy, jumped over and hugged her tightly, then clung to her like a sloth.

"Yay! We won! Yay! Teachers' College is awesome!"

?(?>?

Sosuke, supporting the crazed class monitor's little bottom, complained helplessly, "Who won, me or you? Why are you happier than me?"

"We won! The judo club won! Tsurumine won!" Yumi Mifune grinned foolishly.

Iga and several of his teammates also gathered around, their faces showing a strangely cheerful expression.

How should I put it? It's as if a saying is coming true for them.

Thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong, don’t bully young people into poverty!

Starting with this national tournament, Tsurumine's judo club is about to shake up the whole of Japan!

As for the players from other teams who were watching, especially those in Group D who were with Hefeng, their expressions all became very serious.

Originally, only Tsurumine High School, represented by the Iga clan, was holding its own...

Now, a second powerful figure capable of making the final decision has actually arrived!

This is a huge problem!

Chapter 56 If I lose, I'll become your disciple.

After winning the first round of the match, Atobe Sousuke and the others left the venue and returned to the second-floor audience seats.

Because there are many high schools in the Tokyo area, there are more than 200 teams in the preliminary rounds. Although there are far fewer teams in the women's division than in the men's division, there are still nearly 60 teams.

Furthermore, the martial arts hall has a small space and the competition time has to be allocated with the kendo competition, so only the first round of the elimination matches for each group was held this morning.

This means that the number of teams was reduced from more than two hundred to just over one hundred.

Soon, the elimination rounds for all sixty-plus teams in Group D came to an end.

All the remaining judo athletes left the arena after being notified by the official loudspeaker, giving the space to the kendo athletes.

The second match of the judo preliminaries will be held tomorrow morning.

......

When he returned to the audience, Sousuke saw his classmates from the Tsurumine Kendo Club again.

Of course, no one else was of any particular value to him.

All he noticed was Motoko Gofuku, who had a glittering SSR tag on her head.

This tall and graceful kendo girl, who resembles a supermodel, is now dressed in her kendo uniform of black pants and white shirt, with her hair tied in a neat high ponytail, and stands quietly by the railing with her bamboo sword bag on her back.

When Sosuke saw her, Motoko Itsuka was also staring at him indifferently.

[(Motoko Gofuku) Current Status: I didn't expect this frivolous man to be so strong; he actually led the team to victory in a round...]

The class monitor next to Sosuke also saw Motoko Itako and immediately ran up to her happily: "Itako-kun, you're here! I haven't seen you since the opening ceremony this morning, I was wondering why!"

Motoko Itsuka was quite gentle with Yumi Mifune, giving her a slight smile: "Mifune, we went to the kendo branch next door for our morning practice this morning."

"You guys are really working hard!" Yumi Mifune exclaimed.

Then, she asked excitedly, "Did you see our match just now? Did you see Minister Iga and Sosuke take down the other team in a flash!"

As she spoke, she gestured with her hands.

"Like this, Minister Iga's pitching motion is particularly perfect, and then there's Sousuke, his big outside shot is a scoring move that is rarely seen in many major tournaments!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but become smug.

"Our Hefeng Judo Club is about to become famous throughout the country!"

?(?>?

Motoko Itō listened quietly to Yumi Mifune finish speaking, then nodded gently: "To avoid missing the match, we rushed back earlier and saw the judo club's match; they certainly won decisively..."

As she spoke, she glanced indifferently at Atobe Sousuke with her cold eyes.

Sousuke smiled and looked back at her: "Gofuku-kun, now it's up to your kendo club to perform. I've heard that our Tsurumine kendo is quite strong."

"No need for you to worry about that. On the contrary, what you told me yesterday really intrigued me—when shall we spar?"

The kendo girl's voice was clear and cold, conveying her meaning directly.

Sosuke raised an eyebrow: "In order not to affect your competitive state, how about we have a match after you return to school on Monday?"

“It’s a deal.” Motoko gazed at Sosuke with confidence in her eyes.

Then, almost as if possessed, she added, "Just letting you know in advance so you can be fully prepared, I was the women's individual champion in last year's national competition."

[(Motoko Itako) Current status: Only in swordsmanship, among my peers, I am absolutely unbeatable...]

Sosuke glanced at Motoko Itaka's mood and a smile crept onto his lips.

He took two steps forward and stopped half a meter in front of Motoko Goka—he keenly sensed that this was the maximum social distance Motoko Goka could accept "to him".

Then, he raised his eyes and looked directly at the tall girl in front of him, a strange smile on his face: "How about we—make a bet?"