Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 685: One roll of the dice!

"No taboos, I just hope you win."

Hojo Kyosuke spoke sincerely and smiled brightly.

Now no one would think that he was arrogant, they just thought that this was the calmness and demeanor that a strong man should have.

Even Miyazaki Masaru, who should have felt humiliated, was moved and fell into deep regret, regretting why he did not bring his gun with him before.

But it's no use regretting now. Besides, if he really had to compete in American Iai, he might not have the chance to face Hojo Kyosuke face to face. Before his subordinates pulled out all the opponent's fangs, it was impossible for someone to put himself in danger.

Fortunately, it is not bad now. After Hojo Kyosuke said this, Miyazaki Masaru didn't even plan to take the bamboo sword, and just waited to go up and fight with the opponent directly. Since the kendo is not as strong as the opponent, the bamboo sword becomes useless.

Out of love for the founder, the fifth generation old man Chiba confirmed the rules of the game again. He almost said directly that any behavior that is not in the favor of our founder is a foul. Fortunately, Hojo Kyosuke is a decent man and still said those four words with a smile.

“No taboos”

The fifth generation then looked deeply at the founder, stopped talking, straightened his kimono, stood aside, and prepared to blow the black whistle.

The Sixth Hokage on the other side was laughing so hard that his back teeth were almost showing. The scene of Hojo Kyosuke being knocked unconscious by Miyazaki Masaru's cross armbar had already appeared in his mind.

"present!"

Chiba Fifth Generation shouted, and Hojo Kyosuke and Miyazaki Masaru stood facing each other and bowed slowly. So this kind of competition is very interesting. Before chopping people, they bow to each other as husband and wife. How can they be so particular?

After bowing, the two looked at each other affectionately as usual.

With the example of Ichiro Nagase, Miyazaki no longer dared to say anything about letting Hojo Kyosuke attack first.

Sure enough, it was as if I was facing the entire world.

Looking at Hojo Kyosuke opposite him, Miyazaki couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There is no flaw and it gives people the illusion that they can attack from any angle, as if swinging a knife at the sky, which is always futile.

Even though he had watched it several times from the side, and even though he had glimpsed a lot from the performances of Daidoji and Nagase, after facing Hojo Kyosuke head-on, Miyazaki Masazao felt the suffocating sense of oppression and powerlessness.

Just looking at him makes people lose the courage to wield a knife.

It's really scary...

Miyazaki felt his soul trembling. He looked at Hojo Kyosuke's expressionless face and felt that even his own thoughts might not be able to escape those dark eyes like the night sky.

Taking a deep breath, he knew that he would never win if he used conventional swordsmanship, so...

First of all, in close combat, Hojo Kyosuke's cutting move is invincible, and there is no need for any resistance, so I gave him my bamboo sword, and gave up the bamboo sword at the moment of the fight. Don't put up any resistance to avoid losing balance when the bamboo sword is knocked down.

Then he got close and used "Footstroke" (foot stroke, which means tripping) without hesitation, directly pulling Hojo Kyosuke into the ground.

Finally... leave everything to my well-tempered body!

Although he had made up his mind, Miyazaki's hand holding the knife did not change at all, still holding it tightly, with veins popping out. He knew that any flaw could be seen through by Hojo Kyosuke's "Magic Eyes".

Hojo Kyosuke looked at the sturdy man opposite him, whose height and weight were almost the same as his own, and felt a little amused. He did not waste time observing the other side, although his scanning eyes and super brain had already completed the analysis steps without authorization, because he had heard the discussion between the two before Nagase Ichiro came on the field, until Miyazaki was about to fight him...

Although he did not do it on purpose, he did overhear the opponent's battle strategy, so feeling guilty, he decided to give the opponent a chance in hand-to-hand combat.

The speed of thinking is infinitely fast. The brief confrontation between the two men passed in just a flash in the eyes of the many swordsmen watching. Everyone stared at the field with wide eyes, looking forward to the pre-war kendo competition between the two.

Miyazaki no longer hesitated, and stepped forward with a loud shout. The shout not only failed to vent his anger, but instead made his abdominal muscles tighten, mobilizing all the muscle strength in his body.

Qihe is not something profound. You can understand what it is just by shouting one, two, three and picking up the bucket. For a strong swordsman like Miyazaki Masaru, it has long been integrated into the body's instinct.

His movement was not fast; on the contrary, it was like a tank rushing towards Hojo Kyosuke with the heaviness of a mountain.

"Can Hojo-kun cut off such an attack?!"

This thought emerged in the minds of all the swordsmen. It is said that the best defense is offense, and Neon Kendo has taken this concept to the extreme. One strike is enough to kill, leaving no room for life.

Miyazaki Masaru is a swordsman who practices the Shigen-ryu school, and the motto of the school is "never hesitate with the first strike, and never strike with the second strike." This is an ancient swordsmanship that only seeks to kill the enemy with the first strike, "one strike kills." Swinging the sword with all your strength gives people the illusion of absolute defense, but since it is defense, can it be defended?

Unlike the others, Miyazaki knew that the sword would definitely cut him off the moment he swung it. He didn't know if it was an intuition brought to him by countless battles, or if he was frightened by Hojo Kyosuke's invincible cutting, leaving a mental mark. In short, he had no intention of changing his established strategy.

Even at the moment of raising the bamboo sword, he slightly turned his eyes and focused his gaze on Hojo Kyosuke's face, observing his opponent's arms and legs with only his peripheral vision. He had not forgotten how Iguchi Ryo was defeated, and those "devil's eyes" were really terrifying.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Hojo Kyosuke did not disappoint. Miyazaki's terrifying monkey cry did not move him at all. Facing the tank-like attack, he not only had no intention of retreating, but took a light step forward. A step that was neither big nor small, but it was like an isolated island in the sea that instantly split the huge waves!

"Yah-ha!"

With a loud shout, Hojo Kyosuke raised the bamboo sword above his head, and the speed of the slash reached the highest point when it reached behind him. The Hokushin Ittoryu's slashing style is very distinctive even in a school of chopping hands, and anyone with a little knowledge can recognize it. The most typical feature is to make full use of gravity when swinging the sword, and to fully turn the wrist down when the bamboo swords collide, so as to exert the power in the hand to the extreme.

To translate it, it starts extremely fast because he uses the high speed in the step of raising the knife, and uses other forces when swinging it down. This will give the opponent a visual error, thereby increasing the success rate of cutting.

"Snapped--!!"

There was a loud bang, and the meter-long bamboo sword in Hojo Kyosuke's hand was as nimble as a toothpick, easily intercepting Miyazaki Masaru's bamboo sword.

"Snapped--"

There was another noise, and Miyazaki Masa's seemingly intimidating absolute defense collapsed instantly, and the bamboo sword was knocked to the ground and flew four meters away. It was as easy as picking up a thread with a needle. The swordsmen watching exclaimed, but Hojo Kyosuke was not surprised at all, because his eyes had seen through everything!

Miyazaki quickly loosened his hands at the moment when the two bamboo swords collided. Since he was going to use physical skills, the bamboo sword would be a hindrance. How could Hojo Kyosuke, who was holding the bamboo sword with both hands, fight against himself when his hands were free? !

In a flash, he had stretched one hand behind Hojo Kyosuke and grabbed the connection of the armor, and his right foot stepped next to Hojo Kyosuke's left foot.

Won!

Miyazaki was excited. He had already completed the standard foot-flick position. Next, he just needed to use his upper body to pressure Hojo Kyosuke and at the same time grab the opponent's arms and make him lose balance, so that he could easily trip him.

With two hands, one hand needs to grab the kendo uniform of Hojo Kyosuke and use the force, and the other hand needs to grab the opponent's bamboo sword, and complete the blade at the moment when the opponent falls, and finally hit the face to win. This is the standard pre-war kendo, first free your hands, and then grab the blade.

Hi--

Taking a deep breath, Miyazaki used his upper body and right hand to push Hojo Kyosuke hard, but...

Um? ? ? !

Why aren't you moving?!

Miyazaki tried harder, but the man remained motionless except for grabbing his clothes.

Because he wanted to avoid his strategic intentions being interpreted by Hojo Kyosuke, Miyazaki Masaru had been avoiding the other person's eyes. Now he raised his head and saw that Hojo Kyosuke's handsome face was full of smiles without him knowing when.

"Please try harder, Miyazaki-kun. I heard that your taijutsu is quite good before I came here. Why don't you continue?"

A clear voice came from high above into Miyazaki Masaru's ears. His face suddenly turned red, and he felt as if he had suddenly traveled back to Nagase Ichiro's position five minutes ago.

Adrenaline was secreted wildly. He said nothing and stomped his right foot on the ground, still trying to trip Hojo Kyosuke. However, this idea not only failed, but also made him lose his balance.

"Hmm... Why do I feel like I saw my son pulling my trouser leg to ask me to buy him a toy..."

My colleague said in a low voice, and his words instantly caused people around him to burst into laughter, because they really did look alike, except that the son was just too strong.

Mitsuha Miyamizu also laughed very rudely, which made the sharp-sense Hojo Kyosuke blush. How could his and Mitsuha's child be so ugly?

Without giving Miyazaki a chance to struggle, he just let go of the bamboo sword in his hands. He also learned judo, and in fact, anyone who practices ancient swordsmanship must learn this. How could he not know that he had to abandon the sword before wrestling?

Is kendo such an inconvenient thing?

Ah——hi!

Taking a deep breath, he grabbed one of his opponent's arms and slammed his shoulder into his opponent's arms.

"tread--!!"

With a sudden force on his right foot, endless power surged out from every part of his body!

Under Miyazaki's horrified eyes, his feet left the ground and the distance between him and the sky shortened, but this only lasted for half a second.

"hiss--"

The sound of inhaling in unison was heard in the dojo. What would it look like if a strong man who was 1.8 meters tall and weighed over 200 pounds was pulled by the arm and thrown into the air?

The swordsmen who were watching had no idea and no time to be shocked because they were all busy escaping.

Wrestling is to throw the opponent to the ground, while throwing is to "throw" the opponent out. Although it is only one word, the explanation is quite clear.

In the eyes of the swordsmen watching the game, at this moment Hojo Kyosuke was pulling the tank's barrel and lifting the entire tank into the air. No one wanted to be a cushion for the tank to fall to the ground, and not everyone has a loyal junior brother.

Oh, speaking of Kunou Amane, after witnessing the power of Hojo Kyosuke and having two ribs broken, he has now been dragged away by his beloved senior brother. Even so, he is still very scared, fearing that Hojo has gotten used to using him as a "cushion" and will still throw Miyazaki Tadashi over.

Even the bigwigs on the side of Superintendent Takenaka changed their color. Under such unparalleled force, all beings are equal.

Hojo Kyosuke didn't keep anyone waiting for long. After swinging Miyazaki into a semicircle, he threw him out directly.

"Ahhh-"

Even the fierce Osaka Prefectural Police couldn't help but scream like a petite girl when faced with such a terrifying situation.

Hojo Kyosuke is not a cruel person, he has a flexible moral bottom line, so when choosing the direction of the throw, he accurately standardizes Miyazaki Masaru's companions. Well, that is, Nagase Ichiro and others.

"boom--!"

A dull sound was heard, and Miyazaki landed smoothly. Under him was Nagase Ichiro, whose face was filled with pain.

The swordsmen's reaction speed is needless to say. Miyazaki Masa's companions are all well-trained police officers. If they can't dodge bullets, how can they dodge such a large projectile? They all dodged it the moment it flew over.

It’s not that brothers are disloyal, it’s just that life is more precious.

In the end, only the rigid and upright Ichiro Nagase closed his eyes and chose to stay where he was to save his friend.

This person is a truly good man. He is still able to do this after personally experiencing the power of Hojo Kyosuke. His greatness is even greater than that of Daidoji who was willing to sacrifice himself for the dojo.

At least Hojo Kyosuke was moved for a moment, and planned to introduce Yukinoshita to the other party later. Maybe in the future, when Yukinoshita changes the world, he can instruct the idiot Nagase to do something desperate.

The moment he saw clearly that the cushion belonged to Nagase, someone with bad intentions secretly changed the way he exerted force. He originally wanted to teach these guys who came to challenge him a severe lesson and make them all break two ribs.

"hiss--"

I'm alive?

Miyazaki opened his eyes in shock and subconsciously felt his body, then he heard a moan from beneath him.

"Ah, Nagase-kun!!"

In an instant he understood what had happened, and having escaped death, he immediately burst into tears.

"It's okay, Hojo-kun was hurt, I'm fine, but can you please get out of the way first?" Nagase Ichiro said weakly, his stomach was almost suffocating from being sat on. (End of this chapter)