A Tough Opponent And A Great Blow

Shinichi turned his attention to the Hope Peak's players waiting on the sidelines and found that the competition was so fierce, but their forward was not nervous at all. He looked around at the girls with a obscene look on his face, as if he didn't think that last year's top 16 was as strong as them and the victory or defeat of the forward on the field didn't matter. He might think that even if he missed for a while, he had confidence in his own strength and could easily fight back, so his mentality was very relaxed. Although he didn't look good, he was probably a strong player. People cannot be judged by their appearance.

His last name is Uchida? He looked down at the information and found that it was also a first-year student with no historical record, so he became even more sure.

The backbone is a pretty boy, but his expression is calm and his body movements are very relaxed. I'm afraid he is not simple... huh? This one has a historical record and has only reached the IH third round? But he should not be underestimated. It may be that the performance is abnormal in the first battle.

There is no need to pay too much attention to the two second graders. Their historical records are very poor and probably the remnants of the ordinary Hope Peak men's team from before.

He looked around the outside of the field to know the basic information, then turned to look inside the field. As a forward, Kazuya was really suppressing the general of Kuroyama Boy's High School, while the other party was still defending desperately. One was attacking fiercely and the other was guarding tightly. This situation was still rare in the arena, so the audience watched with great concentration.

Shinichi ignored the work he had done before and planned to follow up on Hope Peak Academy to see what kind of miracles this school could create this year.

Kazuya felt that this opponent was very tough. He huddled in a corner of the field and defended with all his strength. He also kept looking for opportunities to compete with him in strength, probably wanting to waste time and use the unique advantage of the general to knock him out. He must find an opportunity to beat him quickly because there were still more than a dozen people behind. Even that idiot Haruna received a "Fortyfive-person Combativity Award"...

The opponent did have a brain and his response was very quick. He was huddled in a corner of the field. Even if Kazuya was more flexible than him, he couldn't be out of bounds to attack him from behind or from the flank, so he just only needed to insist on defending the front.

This wouldn't be a problem for Haruna. In this situation, with her incredible strength, no one could take a few hits. But there was not much difference in strength between himself and the other party, and there was even a slight shortage. The other party was a third-year student whose physical development level was very close to that of an adult. It was not too much to say that he was stronger than the average adult because he practiced kendo...

In real combat, there are ways to deal with it. Techniques such as "grabbing the sword with hands" can be used. However, this was a sports competition. It was a foul to touch the opponent's bamboo sword or body with bare hands. It was not difficult to grab it, but after he grabbed it, he had to be kicked out of the field by the referee.

Kazuya wanted to save his energy, but it backfired. He probably didn't have much time left for him, so he became aggressive. After three consecutive heavy slashes were blocked by the opponent, he used the Sacrifice Technique and deliberately exposed his left shoulder for the opponent to attac, but the other party was so focused that he was not fooled at all. He occupied the corner and was determined to fight him until the time was over. Kazuya had no choice but to cut into his inner circle and suddenly exerted his strength to try to get rid of him out of the field.

The opponent's player had confidence in his own strength and chose to confront without hesitation. He had no place to escape and confronting was more time-consuming.

He immediately began to use his strength to hold Kazuya back, but when the two sides collided with their swords, he was shocked to find that although Kazuya's attack was as fierce as a tiger, the power on his sword was as weak as a chicken. The strength he used was extremely strong, so he couldn't help but lean forward, his steps became shaky, and he briefly lost his balance. Then he saw that Kazuya had already lowered himself and struck his chest and abdomen with a crosscut from a half-kneeling position. At the same time, he passed under his ribs like a swimming fish.

After he succeeded, he immediately retreated to the sideline. He had getten a point, so he would not be afraid of wasting the time. He was taking a risk just now. If he didn't succeed, the opponent could turn around and squeeze him out from the sideline.

Sure enough, after the start of the second round, the opponent had no choice but to attack first, and Kazuya didn't want to have a long-lasting fight with him, so he concentrated on fighting him head-on. He defended and hit the opponent's sword aside first, and then stabbed his face with one sword. Determination, skill, and momentum were perfectly integrated into one, and his body crossed past the opponent, winning with one blow. 

Even the senior sports reporter, Shinichi Murakami, couldn't help but blurt out "Good"! This blow looked simple, but those who can use it and dare to use it are by no means ordinary. It was very demanding. People who are not confident in their own skills will never dare to use it in the game, and this kind from the center line of the face-to-face is even more difficult. The force must be used very cleverly, and the cut must be without any error. Even if there is a slight mistake, the opponent's bamboo sword will fall on your shoulder even if it is squeezed away, not like Kazuya who let the opponent's sword pass by his shoulder.

The audience also began to applaud. Although they didn't have the professional understanding of Shinichi, the scene where the two people changed positions and determined the winner was very cool. It was like two masters standing back to back after a chop, and then one kneeling down suddenly.

Yukio's face turned dark. Kazuya had already obtained the "Ten-person Combativity Award", which was completely different from what he thought. His imagination was that this guy should have been beaten until he cried for his father and mother, and then he went out to save the world coolly.

The players from both sides saluted each other and audience, then exited. Their rest area was not far from the arena. When Kazuya arrived, Yuma and Shin rushed forward to help him take off his protective gear and remove his visor, making him regain as much strength as possible.

The eyes of group of girls huddled together in the corner of the stand followed him and moved along the aisle. They stared at Kazuya and whispered.

"Am I right, isn't he super handsome?"

"My heart stopped when he smiled just now!"

"His strength is very strong and has beaten two teams in a row, and his appearance is so good..."

"Wow, there is no such person in Kyushu! Is it still too late to transfer to another school?"

Shouting is not allowed in the gym, but as long as the spectators speak too loudly when watching the competition, the staff will generally ignore it. But there was a bold girl who suddenly shouted at Kazuya: "Hey, Onichan, give a smile!"

Other girls were stunned, and immediately started shouting with joy: "Smile! Smile! Smile!"

These girls were just having fun. Anyone who came alone to face Kazuya was guaranteed to be shy, but when they got together like this, they started to joke without any shyness.

Haruka was feeding Kazuya water, but kept squinting at that group of chattering girls and felt dissatisfied. So shameless, without any girlish reserve! Damn it, what Onichan? It looks like you're in third grade, why do you have the nerve to call him that?

And Kazuya coughed suddenly and complained: "Do you want to give me water or kill me?"

Damn radish, who doesn't pour it into other's mouth in small sips? How can you hold the bottle upright and forcefully stuff it into my mouth?