Chapter 255: Acheng Limei is destined to lose!

There are two general kendo team competitions. One is a one-on-one match, that is, vanguard versus vanguard, secondary forward versus secondary forward... and so on. Three wins and losses. After the game is over, the win rate of the five games will be used to determine which side wins, and the wins that win more than three games will be won.
The second is the competition system of Yulongqi. It means that the winner is on the field, the loser is replaced by the next person, and the side of the five players who finishes the round first is the loser. This kind of play would theoretically be a one-to-five situation. Of course, it is only theoretically, unless the strength of this person is much higher than that of the opponent, it is difficult to achieve this level.
But now, the elegant man on the court said that, obviously he did not see the Kendo Club of Sakurano High School in his eyes, and he planned to pick the entire Kendo Club of Sakurano High School.
Fukuoka Naomi was angry, but she did not impulse to draw her sword immediately, but walked to Omikawa Taro's side and helped him from the ground.
"Omikawa, are you okay."
"I'm okay, Minister, I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed." Omi Kawutaro said in a dejected tone, obviously taking a big blow.
"Taketa, Yemizu, you take Omikawa to the health room." Fukuyuan Naomi called two members of the Kendo club and told them.
"Yes, Minister." Two Kendo club members, a man and a woman, stepped forward to support Omigawa and walked out slowly.
"The minister deserves to be the minister, and the people under him are very obedient." The elegant man was watching him, and he didn't know whether it was admiration or ridicule in his tone.
Fuyuan Naomi looked cold, and picked up the bamboo sword that Omi Kawataro had just dropped on the ground, and walked to the opposite of him. Bamboo sword pointed at him remotely: "Now, I will be your opponent!"
The elegant man's face was happy, just about to talk, the low voice came from off the court: "Kimura, enough!" Then the girl with the bandage on her face came to the court and looked at Fuyuan lightly. Naomi said, "I'm sorry, my team member is so rude, I apologize for him."
Although it was an apology, the tone did not make people feel the sincerity of apologizing, as if it were casual.
"Who are you!" Fuyuan's straight eyes condensed, and she looked at her coldly.
"Introduce myself, I am the head of the Kendo Club of Tsurumi Yoshikuni University, Rimi Akumi. He is my member, Masago Kimura. We have no ill will, but I heard that today is the school festival of Sakurano High School, so I came to visit Click." The band-aid girl had a small, short hair, but she dragged a small amount of long hair behind her back to her waist. It seemed to be long deliberately, and she looked very character.
"Acheng Rimi?" Fukuen Naomi's eyes narrowed slightly. "Last year, the first place in the individual competition of the National University Student Kendo Competition?"
Not only Fuyuan Naomi was shocked, but the onlookers were also surprised that this full-featured girl was actually the champion and first place in the national competition!
"It seems that you have heard of me." Acheng Rimi's expression still seemed very indifferent, without the slightest hint of pride. It seemed that the so-called "first place" was just a passing moment for her.
"So, are you planning to let me give up the duel with your players?" Fukuoka Naomi has recovered from the shock when he heard the opponent's name, and his eyes became firm again.
"No!" Acheng Rimi shook her head unexpectedly, "I originally had this idea, but now I have changed my mind, because from your eyes, I see that you can't give up. So wait a minute. Whether you win or lose, I will accept you as my disciple, how about?"
disciple?
Fuyuan Naomi looked slightly startled, looking at Acheng Rimi, who was a little shorter than her, she didn't feel much shame in her heart, but was really surprised.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I have no idea of ​​looking for a teacher."
"Well then." Acheng Rimi didn't seem to feel much disappointed, just shook her head and walked off the court.
Kimura Masago, the elegant man, looked at Fukuoka Naomi with a slightly regretful tone at this time and said, "I have to say, you wasted a great opportunity. You could have taken your kendo skills even further. Unfortunately, that's it. give up."
"You have a lot of nonsense!" Fuyuan Naomi said coldly.
Kimura Shogo was taken aback for a moment, but soon smiled self-deprecatingly: "Hey, don't you put on the protective gear?"
"No need!" Fuyuan Naomi said coldly. The other party didn't wear protective gear, so she naturally didn't bother to wear something that was equivalent to showing weakness.
"Then don't blame me if you are injured, don't think you are a woman, I will show mercy or something." Kimura Masago said sternly, and he was clearly determined to win.
Fuyuan Naomi snorted coldly, and without a word, he stepped forward and slashed at his temple.
Kimura Masago's face changed abruptly. He didn't expect that the beauty minister of the Kendo Club would actually "sneak attack" and hurriedly hid his sword to block it.
Fukuyuan Naomi retracted the sword and slashed it again.
Because it was not a formal kendo competition, the two did not have so many rules, and they all attacked at will.
Fuyuan Naomi's speed is very fast, and the strength of slashing is also very sufficient. As the minister of the Kendo Club, of course, he must have a strong strength as a confidence.
Kimura Masago also felt a little pressure, and he no longer had the ease and ease he had when fighting with Omikawa Taro before, and he dismantled and attacked with a single glance.
It seems that both sides are defensive and offensive, and it seems that the strength is between the two.
Li Xuehao was watching by the side, frowning slightly, his eyes were naturally different from ordinary people, and it could be seen that Fuyuan Naomi would not be defeated in a short time. However, after a period of time, when her strength is no longer sustainable, then it will be sooner or later that she will lose.
If the opponent's strength insists on saying, it may really be similar to her, but as a man, in terms of strength and durability, he himself has a big advantage over the girl's Fuyuan Naomi.
Based on this alone, Fukuen Naomi is doomed to lose.
Li Xuehao glanced at Acheng Rimi, who was standing off the court again. There was a slight smile at the corner of her mouth. It was a smile where everything was under control, as if she was the one who mastered the overall situation.
On the field, Naomi Fukuen and Masago Kimura are still fighting. The two sides have been fighting for almost six or seven minutes. Due to the huge consumption of attacks, Naomi Fukuen’s physical strength is gradually dying, and it is already mostly defensive. And the attack is getting less.
On the contrary, Kimura Shogo did not reduce his physical strength much, and even consumed a certain amount of physical strength in the match, but the movements on his hands gradually became easier.
It can be seen that Fukuen Naomi can't hold on for long.