Mizuno had some impression of the face under the visor. It was the arrogant thornhead from the rest area a few days ago. He seemed to be a student from Yu Wenguan or the National Warrior Hall.
Even though he did not know how high his school's ranking was in the team competition, he was not arrogant for no reason since he was able to make it to the top 16 in the individual competition.
In the kendo competition, the contestants were not allowed to make any other noise. However, the prickly head on the opposite side still showed a mocking face under his visor. If he could speak, he would be full of ridicule and trash talk.
"Begin."
The matches in the top 16 were no longer held at the same time. Every match was given enough attention. The number of referees at the side of the arena had also increased to four.
As long as the students in the arena and the audience watching the livestream were not shy, the excitement would only make the young people's blood boil.
"White Rope's opponent is Ninomori Takashi, the heir of a kendo family. He has a good record in competitions since he was a primary school student. He's also a seeded contestant in the Tokyo Martial Arts Tournament."
The host and kendo expert on the television explained, "Yes, but Red Rope's opponent is not to be underestimated. Even though he's a newcomer and his school isn't a powerful school, he maintained a winning record in today's individual competition. He's definitely a dark horse in the Ashigaru region."
"Dark horse versus seeded contestant. I wonder who will be the final champion!"
His chuunibyou aura spread from the arena to the television. The purpose of a combat competition in one go was to stir up one's emotions. Whether it was chuunibyou or anger, it was all good as long as it could be used!
"Hah!"
So, when the competition started, Ninomori Takashi shouted. He looked like he was going to attack like a wild beast, but the bamboo sword in his hand did not match his howl. He was just testing the opponent's strength. It looked like a cunning feint.
A feint could deceive the enemy's eyes. As long as the enemy was affected by Ninomori Takashi's feint, he would immediately launch a sharp attack.
However, Mizuno saw through the ferocity hidden under the feint. This was a hidden needle technique. Was he trying to trick his saber?
He was too young.
Compared with the combination of Chakra swordsmanship in Naruto, the swordsmanship that could only use pure muscle strength under limited conditions might be more exquisite, especially the ancient swordsmanship that was not for show. But whether it was exquisite or not, in Mizuno's eyes, it was the same thing.
What he was considering was to deal with his opponent in a way that normal people could understand!
"Lung's swordsmanship is brilliant. He has the posture of fighting and killing on the battlefield."
"If it was me when I was young, it would be difficult for me to deal with Lung as well. I wonder how the students on the other side would react."
"Tsk, the victor has been decided. As expected, Lung is the winner …"
The voices on the rostrum stopped abruptly, and the four referees raised their red flags at the same time. The bamboo sword in Mizuno's hand steadily cut into Ninomori Takashi's shoulder.
Mizuno immediately went up and used his saber to deflect the opponent's bamboo sword. Then, he cleanly cut his shoulder.
"It was an accident, a coincidence."
"Yeah, this little guy from Adachi District seems to be quite capable."
"It's fine. There's still the second round. We just have to turn the tables."
"Hehe."
Ninomori suddenly felt a sharp gaze. His eyes under the visor looked sideways, and he just happened to see his grandfather sitting on the rostrum.
His face was ashen, and his arms were crossed. He looked as if he wanted to skin Kuroto alive.
Ninomori Takashi's body immediately tensed up. His hair stood on end, and he kept saying in his heart, "My teeth are white."
The fact that he didn't win the championship in the preliminaries had already made the old man very angry. This time, in the top 16, he lost a point to a nameless student in the first round of 16 …
Most importantly, he didn't even have the time to reflect on the attack just now. He had accumulated a lot of strength in his hands, but he didn't even get to use a single bit before he was defeated.
Ninomori Takashi took a deep breath as he prepared to squat down. His mocking face turned serious.
"Get ready."
I can't be discouraged, I can't be discouraged. My opponent is a strong opponent. His reaction speed is fast, so it's not easy to deceive him. In that case, I shouldn't think of using tricks to deceive him. However, I've already lost a point, and the situation is very dangerous. If I lose another round, I'll be finished.
Since that's the case, I might as well actively defend and seek to attack while defending.
Although in kendo competitions, the first to find an opening and attack would usually win, Ninomori Takashi's family was also very outstanding when it came to defense.
Come on!
"Ahhh!!"
Ninomori Takashi's roar erupted with a shocking chuunibyou aura, and the bamboo sword in his hand shook violently.
His aura, strength, and technique had reached the pinnacle. He could block any attack coming from any direction!
"Conservative defense combined with active offense. His footwork is not messed up. I didn't expect Takashi to be so steady in defense. His education is excellent."
"He can definitely do it this time. No problem."
"That's right!"
"Red team wins!"
"…"
"…"
Ninomori Takashi touched his abdomen in a daze. He turned around and looked at Mizuno blankly.
What happened?
He only heard the clanging sounds just now, and it was already very difficult for him to block under the torrential attacks. He didn't even have time to think about counterattacking. However, Ninomori Takashi still felt that his opponent seemed to be intentionally attacking his bamboo sword.
The two of them passed each other, and Mizuno was already one or two meters away. After the referee raised the red flag, he even made a cool gesture of holding his sword.
"Ahhh!!"
"Long live the department head!"
"The department head is so cool!"
The scene in the arena was very much like a scene in a movie. Two swordsmen passed each other, and one of them put away his sword while the other turned around in shock. After pausing for two seconds, he realized that his intestines had been cut open, and blood was splattering everywhere.
Coupled with the timely background music and a few close-up shots of the moon, flowers, and insects, it was even more sensational.
"Hurry up and aim."
The director ordered the camera to focus on Mizuno.
Such a beautiful score just now would definitely be included in the highlights of this martial arts competition.
It would be difficult to find such a cool scene even in the university group, which was of a higher level.
Two points in hand, the game was won.
While returning to the rest area, Mizuno took off his mask with both hands. Mizuno heaved a long sigh of relief. It was not easy to suppress his strength to win such a movie king-level victory. Those national players who played chess with emperors in ancient times must have felt this uncomfortable.
After taking off his mask, a handsome face was revealed.
Mizuno was not the type of handsome that could shake the world, but with the blessings of the kendo suit and bamboo sword, his entire person revealed a cold and stern quality. With this outfit and this face, he didn't need any makeup, and he could be directly sent to be the main character in a movie!
The female anchor on the TV paused for a moment, and then continued to explain after being stunned for a while.
"It's him!"
The director, who was secretly controlling everything, hammered his palm. "Camera F, don't blindly shoot anything else. Aim at Azumi Yi High School, and be ready to switch at any time."
"Yes, even if he loses the next game, aim at Azumi Yi High School."
The audience loved to see handsome men and beautiful women, who were both handsome and strong. This Mizuno was the star of the show.
Why did the skating competition receive such strong attention from the people? Wasn't it because there was an athlete who looked good?
And this Mizuno, he couldn't be provoked!