Sanchū Ming didn't know why things had turned out this way. She glared at the two tall men lying on the ground, and her mind was filled with thoughts of killing them and leaving no one alive.

But when she heard the sound of the bamboo sword breaking, she calmed down.

"… Ah, the bamboo piece broke again."

Sanchū Ming's strength was too great. When she was chasing after Daigetsu Aofeng, she had no choice but to hit the surrounding objects to reduce the force.

Because if she really hit Daigetsu Aofeng, Daigetsu Aofeng would probably die in an instant, and he wouldn't have the strength to jump around and scream.

At that time, Daigetsu Aofeng would become Qingfeng's dead fish, and Sanchū Ming would have to pay a huge medical fee for the dead fish.

So this desperate escape only seemed to be thrilling, and Daigetsu Aofeng wasn't injured at all.

It was also because of her random attacks that even the specially made bamboo sword couldn't withstand it, and the outer bamboo piece broke from the middle.

Sanchū Ming was a bit regretful. This was the only sword that could support her in the competition, and now she would have to send it out to be repaired for a few days.

Although she had a wooden sword as a backup … its lethality was too great.

Sanchū Ming considered herself a pacifist, and she wouldn't use her sword if she didn't have to.

"Are you crazy!?"

Daigetsu Aofeng climbed up from Midori's body, and when he turned around and saw the bamboo sword broken in the middle, he almost knelt down in front of Demon King Ming. "The bamboo sword is broken!"

"It didn't hit you."

"… Apologize to this piece of green!

Hurry! "Daigetsu Aofeng tore off his clothes.

"Idiot Daigetsu!

Put down the clothes! "

"Xiao, Midori!"

Ryota Hwang Se ran over and pushed Midori Shintaro, who was still lying on the ground. Midori did not respond at all. His eyes were unfocused, and his heart was dead.

The Demon King has returned to Tokyo from Miyagi Prefecture … Tokyo is finished …

"Wow, Emmie looks like she doesn't want to live anymore."

"Midori -kun … you have a gloomy expression on your face."

"Don't all look at Midori!

Look at me!

I'm the one who was almost killed! "Daigetsu Aofeng roared.

"I'm sorry I didn't kill you."

Sanchū Ming sneered and bent down to look at the innocent victim. She was slow to realize that this person did not look familiar because he looked like her Brother Shizuo. "… Ah, I didn't notice …"

She carefully searched through her memories.

"You … did you go to school on Mount Chidori?"

"Ming." Akashiji Seijuro walked over and said, "Shintaro transferred here from Mount Chidori.

Do you still remember? You mentioned him to me when we were in the first year of middle school. "

"Oh … you know that I'm not good at remembering people …" Sanchū Ming thought carefully, and suddenly came to a realization when she saw the bandage on Midori's hand. "Ah!

The chuunibyou kid who wrapped a bandage around his hand!

The one who was beaten up by Seio with a basketball and cried for his mother to transfer schools! "

…

"… With a basketball?"

"Beat him up?"

"Crying?"

"… Crying for his mother to transfer schools?"

"Can you guys use your tacit understanding on basketball?!" The vice-captain Midori trembled with anger at his unscrupulous teammates.

"Xiao, Midori is actually such a cute kid?

The type who cries when he loses a game?

Like Ai Fukuhara? "

Ryota Hwang Se gasped in amazement.

But today, he felt that his impression of his teammates had been completely overturned.

"So, Midori is the type who can't afford to lose? How lame." Atsushi's tone was filled with disdain.

… No, Akaji remembered that the direct reason Shintaro transferred schools was because he saw Ming violently beating up the delinquents.

Being misunderstood by Ming like this, Zentaro would definitely jump up to refute.

"It has nothing to do with Setsuki!"

As expected, Midori's soul instantly returned to his body. He shouted at Sanchū Ming, "I'm not going to stay in that crazy school!"

"Cowardice has imprisoned your soul, causing you to be unable to recover from ordinary hardships.

You're always afraid to admit your cowardice, so you don't hesitate to use absurd words to hide it. "Sanchū Ming sighed deeply.

… Don't think that you can shift the blame to Setsuki just because you said such a cool line!

Midori roared angrily in his heart.

Akaji, who knew the truth, chose to remain silent. He looked at his watch, "Ming, it's time to go."

"Eh?

Go to Kendo?

Okay. "

Sanchū Ming nodded obediently and followed behind Akashiji Seijuro.

"You still can't keep your cool." Akaji reprimanded softly.

"… You're still lecturing me?"

Sanchū Ming elbowed Akaji without holding back, "Tell me the truth, what did Tsurumaru Kuninaga post?"

Everyone watched as Sanchū Ming, who was fooling around with Akaji, left, as if they were paying homage to the Demon King.

At the door, the Demon King suddenly turned around and stared at Midori Shintaro.

He solemnly said, "The Mermaid won't sing for a coward, student."

"… Ming, that's not what Paul Eliot's poem meant."

"I'm just rounding it off." Sanchū Ming waved his hand a little smugly.

"…"

"Ugh, Emmie fainted from anger!"

"How lame."

Huang Se rubbed his chin. No one knew what he was thinking about.

"I feel like Kun Hwang is thinking about something rude."

"Don't say that, Kuroko." Huang Se pursed his lips, "Kuroko, don't you think Sanchū is very interesting?

"I thought that someone who is so close to Kochi Akaji would be the same as Kochi Akaji, the competitive and controlling type …" The young model thought that she was very good at reading people, "He's actually the straightforward and gentle type … He's kind of cute."

"Huang Se, is there something wrong with your brain and eyes?"

"Xiaoqingfeng is so evil!" Ryota Hwang Se clutched his chest, hurt.

"Kun Hwang is right." Kuroko suddenly said from the side.

"Zhe Jun?" Everyone looked at Tetsuya Kuroko.

"Morus Momoi." Tetsuya Kuroko held the broken piece of Sanchū Ming's bamboo sword in his hand, "Kendo's bamboo sword is made of cassia bamboo, right?"

"Eh?

I remember it was like this … "

"This isn't cassia bamboo," Tetsuya Kuroko said with certainty as he tried to break the broken piece and felt the strength.

"Sanchū -sensei's swords are all custom-made." In the exchange team, someone who recognized Sanchū Ming interrupted.

"Custom-Made?"

"That's right …" The youth scratched his head, "The basketball team probably doesn't know about Sanchū -sensei.

She's the National Junior Kendo Group's three-in-a-row champion. Any Kendo magazine has a report on her. "

"Three-in-a-row champion?!"

Daigetsu Aofeng suddenly remembered Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was beaten to a pulp when he was a child. He secretly rejoiced that he was able to keep his life.

"Ever since she entered Junior high school, Inter.

High and Winter.

No one other than her has ever won the team and individual championship trophies in the Cup. "The youth who practiced Kendo still had a lingering fear," Fortunately, there aren't many Kendo competitions that don't have gender restrictions … "

Otherwise, even the boys would have their heads blown off.

"She must have held back on Qingfeng -san."

The youth said with certainty, "Sanchū -sensei is most famous for her agile speed and terrifying strength.

"One of the factors that limits age in Kendo exams is the body. Bones, height, speed, and strength are all things that teenagers lack compared to adults.

"But Sanchū -sensei is a genius — no, rather than a genius, it would be better to call her the Great Demon King …

"Ordinary cassia bamboo swords can't withstand her full strength for a long time, so her bamboo swords are custom-made. Cassia bamboo has the strongest bending resistance and tea bamboo has two layers of bamboo. The nylon rope that connects the outer layer of cowhide to the swords is twice the length.

Because her bamboo swords are special, they were specially reported to the organizers of the Kendo League, IH, and WC, so everyone knows that her swords are special.

"The size of a bamboo sword used by a woman can't be less than 470 grams. But Sanchū -sensei's sword …"

The youth unconsciously swallowed and said sincerely to Daigetsu Aofeng, "Sanchū -sensei is known as the one-and-a-half-minute Throat Demon King. If she really broke her sword when she hit you, then Qingfeng -san wouldn't be in such good condition right now."

"One-and-a-half-minute Throat Demon King?" Huang Se asked curiously.

"The duration of a Kendo competition is usually five minutes, with three minutes of overtime.

But Sanchū has always been stuck for one and a half minutes … no more, no less, one and a half minutes. "

The youth's voice became softer and softer, "In a three-point competition, one minute of hitting the face is worth one point, and one minute and a half of stabbing the throat is worth two points … Junior high competitions are no exception …"

… …

"… I suddenly understand why Yagahara Takamori and Akaji are both young." Daigetsu Aofeng turned his head and said to Tetsuya Kuroko.

"Lord Qingfeng, if Sanikuyue San knew that you were still so rude, you might not be in such good condition."

Kuroko was expressionless, "You should thank Sanchū -san for being lenient, because I saw that she had a wooden sword in her bag."

The bamboo sword was made up of four bamboo strips and some soft materials. It could reduce the impact of a blow. It was invented by Kensei Kamiizumi Nobutsuna and was specifically used for combat training.

It was also equipped with a complete set of defensive equipment to reduce the impact of a blow.

Even so, it would still be very painful to be hit in a Kendo area that could be used to score points.

In Kendo, it was normal to be hit until you vomited, fainted, or had a concussion. A second-dan Kendo practitioner could break a bone with a single blow.

The wooden sword was made to mimic the shape of a real sword, so it was more powerful and had more penetrating power. According to the records, Miyamoto Musashi of Yanliu Island could even kill people with a wooden sword.

"I remember when I was watching 'Big Quinn: Meritorious Chapter,' the Kendo master said to Masato Sakai's performance, 'I can kill you with this sword.'" Momoi thought for a moment, then turned to Daigetsu Aofeng and said, "You saved your life."

"… Who are you helping!"

"It's okay for the team competition, but for the individual competition before the national competition, Sanchū -san's opponents would choose to forfeit …" The teenager was not sure if he was afraid or respectful, "If it weren't for her age, Sanchū -san would definitely be able to participate in the Kendo Competition in Japan.

"I heard that she took the first-dan Kendo exam this year, and Kendo was relieved.

As long as she survives another year, when Sanikuyue San takes the second-dan exam, we won't meet her in IH and WC anymore. "

"She's a monster …" someone said in a daze.

"Sakurai!" The head next to her reprimanded, "What are you talking about!"

But it was too late.

This unintentional remark hit the spot in the hearts of everyone present in Teiguang.

Ryota Hwang Se looked around at his depressed teammates and suddenly clapped his hands.

"I remember that the Kendo Hall is completely open. Let's go see Sanikuyue San together!"

The young swordsman was stunned. He turned his head to look at his department head and blinked his eyes hard.

"… I know."

The head scratched his head and discussed with Satsuki Momoi, "Look, we have a Kendo idiot here. Can we go and see her?"

"It shouldn't be a problem." Momoi thought for a moment. "Emmie, you're in the Student Union.

Is Kendo Society open to the public? "

"… I'm not going."

"Then it's open to the public." Satsuki Momoi decided, "Let's go together!"

"I said I'm not going!

Don't pull me!

Qingfeng, you were beaten up just now. Why do you want to go?! "

"I'm curious how Baldy is doing now!" Qingfeng took advantage of his height and dragged Midori out.

Not to mention …

He wanted to see how Sanchū Ming, who was called a monster like him, was feared and respected by her opponents, and had no rivals, was in her territory.