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"Yes, please, student Sanchū." Kendo's head bowed deeply.

Although this kind of exchange was suspected of using Sanchū Ming,

Using Sanchū Ming to train the new blood and beat the new blood,

But the head really had no choice.

He was unable to lead Imperial Light Kendo into the country,

In this last period of time,

He could only do his best to leave a legacy for the younger generation,

Leaving behind a road sign that could not be destroyed.

"No need to be so restrained,

Just call me Sanchū. "Sanchū Ming, who was used as a road sign and alchemy stone, waved his hand as if he was used to it," No problem,

As long as they don't mind that I'm too strict. "

"Thank you very much." Kendo's head bowed again, "The protective gear is in the locker room –"

"No need, I've brought my gloves." Sanchū Ming picked out a heavier bamboo sword and held it in his hand.

She weighed it in her hand and said, "Just make sure they wear protective gear."

… It was so straightforward that it made people feel defeated.

The third-year head was stunned and then smiled bitterly.

This was saying that the entire Imperial Light Kendo was not even qualified to let her wear protective gear.

However, Sanchū Ming was telling the truth.

He looked at Sanchū Ming,

Then looked at the student president, Akashiji Seijuro, who was next to him,

Bowed and left in silence.

"This is already the sixth school to contact me … What are their coaches doing?" Sanchū Ming complained as she combed her hair and reached into her pocket to search.

"Ah … headband."

She forgot to bring the hair to the girl in the supermarket yesterday.

"Here." Akaji took off a headband from his wrist.

Wearing a headband on his wrist was a habit that Akaji had developed since he met Sanchū Ming.

Sanchū Ming had been a little muddle-headed in her daily life ever since she was a child. She would lose one of her headbands every day. It was only after Akaji took her to buy a few beautiful headbands that her problem was alleviated.

According to the words of the Three Suns and the Moon.

It was just that the headband Akaji bought was too beautiful, and it was not the same.

Wrapped around her head, hands, neck, and legs … they all looked extremely beautiful.

Therefore, every single one of them had to be properly preserved.

Sanchū Ming began to stop throwing his hair rope.

However, Akaji would still wear a headband around his wrist.

Even after Sanchū Ming went to Miyagi Prefecture, this habit did not change.

The members of the basketball club thought that the headband was for the long-haired Atsushi Shihara.

Only two people knew that Akaji's headband had an owner.

"You still haven't changed this habit of yours." Sanchū Ming naturally took it and neatly tied up his long golden hair.

"You're the one who always forgets."

As long as Akaji met Sanchū Ming, he was full of self-restraint, self-restraint, and neither arrogance nor impatience. All that was left was helplessness.

He was still the same Sanchū Ming as before, which made Akaji, who was reserved and somewhat nostalgic, very comfortable.

"Bring your own backup."

Although he was very happy in his heart, Akaji, who did not show it on his face, had a hint of reproach in his tone.

"Isn't Seijuro here?"

Sanchū Ming waved his hand and exaggeratedly drew a circle with his right foot behind his left foot. His right hand was placed in front of his chest, and his left hand was behind his back. He gave Akaji a gentleman's salute.

"I present you with victory."

She said with a smile.

"… I say, Midori, is that really Akaji?

Could he have been possessed? "

"Lord Qingfeng's imagination is unexpectedly rich."

"So that hairband has an owner … how romantic!" Ryota Hwang Se poked Momoi beside her. "Little Peach, what do you think?"

"What do you think …" Momoi looked at the harmonious atmosphere between the two of them.

"… Their relationship is really good."

Even though their personalities were clearly … two completely different people.

"Your reactions are too slow!"

"One book!

Attacking the face is effective! "

"Full of openings!"

"Two books!

Attacking the abdomen is effective! "

"No need to shout points!

Just watch from the side!

That's the standard sliding step!

Don't wipe the floor!

"What's going on!

Did you fall asleep during explosive training!

"Feet!

Feet move!

"If you can't increase your speed, then don't stretch your blade!

By the time you swing your blade, the opponent's blade will be there!

"Fighters have to find the right position!

Be quick, accurate, and ruthless! "

"Sanchū …" Huang Se was frightened by Sanchū Ming's angry scolding. "Is this how it's supposed to be in a competition …?"

He decided to take back his words about Sanchū Ming being gentle and cute.

Momoi followed closely behind him. She felt that she was too sweet for thinking that the two of them were completely different.

"You're making a fuss over nothing," Midori snorted coldly. "You haven't seen her beat up delinquents before. That's when she was a living devil."

"Eh?!

She beat up delinquents before?! "

"I think so.

I heard that Sanchū -senpai beat up all the delinquents in Miyagi Prefecture when she was in her first year of junior high school. She's now the number one delinquent in Miyagi Prefecture. "

The kendo boy in the exchange team had a yearning look on his face. "Ah, Sanchū -senpai's movements are so nimble … Oh my god, look at that!

That counterattack just now!

"Why didn't I choose Mount Chidori QAQ?"

His brainless fan was hopeless.

"Even if I had chosen you, you wouldn't have been able to pass the exam."

The department head grinned nastily and punched his junior's head. "You'd better play ball until you graduate, huh?"

"Wow, the department head has transformed into a Saiyan!"

Daigetsu Aofeng crossed his arms and stood on the side, watching Sanchū Ming on the field.

Facing a fully armed opponent, she didn't even wear a mask, only a pair of gauntlets to protect her hands.

"Didn't you eat this morning?

Use your strength! "Sanchū Ming knocked the bamboo sword out of the boy's hand.

He didn't know this kind of Sanchū Ming.

The Sanchū Ming that Daigetsu Aofeng knew was shy, timid, soft, gentle, and needed to be taken care of.

She was bullied by boys, she was scared to tears by Grass Snakes, and she was so sad that she needed to be patted on the head to comfort her.

In his vague memory, he had never seen the three suns and moons like this: strict, unsmiling, aggressive, and merciless.

She was like an unsheathed sharp sword, cold enough to cut everything.

Didn't she realize that she would cut others?

Daigetsu Aofeng looked around the entire Kendo Hall.

"… What's going on?"

Why didn't anyone feel scared or depressed?

"What's going on?"

"Ah, I asked?" Daigetsu Aofeng rubbed his head and asked directly: "Why aren't you afraid of her?"

"Hey?

Why should we be afraid of Sanchū -senpai? "

"She is so strong –"

Indeed, even Daigetsu Aofeng, who didn't know anything about Kendo, could feel the frightening murderous aura on the field. It was powerful, pressing forward courageously, and not to be provoked.

That aura wasn't directed at him, but Daigetsu Aofeng could feel the blade at his throat.

He moved his fingers and clenched his fists.

"– Like a monster."

Monster, yaka yaka yaka.

This was what countless people called Qingfeng behind his back.

Inoue, who had always regarded Qingfeng as an opponent and was already one of the top players in the country, gave up all resistance when facing him and said to him –

"You don't know what kind of monster you have grown into."

"What's the problem?" The Kendo youth was puzzled. "Sanchū -senpai is a monster, the Demon King?"

Even Sanchū Ming himself said that he was a monster.

"Sanchū -senpai is the great Demon King who stood on the podium and declared 'I am a monster, those who think they are monsters, let them go.'" The youth praised the respected senior with a strange pride.

Daigetsu Aofeng choked.

"Lord Qingfeng means that Sanikuyue San is so strong that her opponents won't be afraid of her?

Won't her teammates be afraid of her? "Tetsuya Kuroko saw Daigetsu Aofeng's clenched fists and his face darkened as he explained.

"Ah!

Where did she come from! "The youth was so scared that he took a step back." I, I'm sorry!

I was rude! "

Tetsuya Kuroko, who was used to it, shook his head to show that he didn't care.

"Of course they're afraid of her." The youth scratched his head. "Sanchū -senpai is a complete demon in the kendo field!

Demon!

The kind that most of the people who drew her before the semi-finals would forfeit! "

"But you like her very much." Satsuki Momoi said.

The youth's face turned red.

"My Sanada is thin-skinned and hasn't seen much of the world. Beautiful manager, please be merciful." The director put an arm on the youth's shoulder and pulled him back.

"What nonsense is Director Takao talking about!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you." Satsuki Momoi was a little embarrassed. "I'm just a little curious …"

The black-haired director stared at Satsuki Momoi until Daigetsu Aofeng stood in front of him.

"What's there to see?" Daigetsu Aofeng's tone was very bad.

Director Takao didn't get angry even though his line of sight was blocked. He still had a smile on his face.

He looked at Daigetsu Aofeng and then looked at Satsuki Momoi behind Daigetsu Aofeng. He suddenly reached out and patted his junior.

"Sasuke," he dragged his voice. "This kind of thing must be explained clearly, okay?"

Sanada Sasuke's face was so red that it was almost bleeding.

"That …" He scratched his face in embarrassment. "My family runs a dojo."

Sanada Sasuke looked at Sanchū Ming, who was correcting his opponent's posture. "That's why I'm used to being scolded and defeated.

"I've also met many monster-like opponents that I can't defeat.

"But there's no other way, right?"

Contrary to his naive personality, Sanada Sasuke's words were very straightforward. "Competitive sports are all about talent.

If there are ordinary people, then there are geniuses and monsters.

It's normal for a newcomer who has only been practicing for a month to defeat someone who has been practicing for a long time.

"I don't really understand what you mean … I feel like your 'monster' and my 'monster' don't mean the same thing." Although he was a little simple-minded, he was still able to distinguish between the two.

"If you say that Sanchū senpai is a monster, then there won't be a second person with her talent. If you say that she's the Demon King, then it's because she's like a cat playing with a mouse. Once she attacks, she's merciless.

"But just because she's a monster in Kendo, it doesn't mean that she's a monster.

Sanchū senpai is a very nice person. Every time she finishes a match, she'll give her opponent advice. Sometimes she can't control her strength and injures her opponent. She'll even apologize. "Sanada Sasuke pointed at the stage." Look. "

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention to my strength."

Sanchū Ming waved her hand to stop the match. She walked up to her opponent, who she had stabbed in the throat. She lifted her opponent's mask to take a closer look.

"Sanchū senpai!

I'm fine! "

"What do you mean fine … It's completely red.

Isn't it disgusting?

Swallow it. Does it hurt? "