Chapter 273 The Swordsman's Goal Is Victory

No one could answer his question. The audience was in deep thought. It was an illusion before. Now it can't be an illusion again, right?

The stadium showed a strange silence.

"Ah!!!"

Just then, a pig-killing scream suddenly rang out from the media seats. The photographers were sweating and checking their equipment, crying.

"I didn't take the picture again!"

Nagata Ryoto personally operated the camera for a while and found that it was no different from the last time. Although he had expected this, he was disappointed when he saw it with his own eyes.

Looking up at the photographer who kept bowing and apologizing, he smiled and said, "Shimazu-san, it's okay. Maybe it's really impossible to shoot with this ordinary camera. Everyone is like this. It's not your fault. I will explain it to the director when I go back."

The photographer called Shimazu was overjoyed when he heard this. He bowed 90 degrees and kept saying auspicious words.

If this kind of mistake is caught, it is inevitable to pack up and leave. Now the island country's economy is in recession. There are old people and children to take care of. If you lose your job, you will really fall into hell.

Nagata Ryoto nodded with a smile, and then asked him to film the next game. He sat aside, as if he was not affected by the noisy media people around him, looking through the information about Higashino Yu that his assistant had just sent, thinking about how to get Higashino Yu to accept an interview.

After all, judging from the previous situation, Higashino player did not seem to like the media very much.

"The family conditions are not very good. Did you grow up in Kyoto Sunshine Garden? Sunshine Garden. I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Nagata Ryoto's pen pointed at the column of Higashino Yu's family situation, and he had an idea in his mind.

On the other side, the judges on the rostrum also fell silent.

"When I was young, I practiced swordsmanship. The teacher occasionally mentioned that some swordsmen who practiced swordsmanship to the extreme could cut an incredible sword. I guess these two players are such swordsmen."

Yoshida Yukawa said with emotion. At this point, any professional swordsman or any kendo celebrity had to stand aside.

Because of the two old men who have always been at odds with each other, Yamazaki Tsunori and Saga Ihiro also fell silent, especially Saga Ihiro, who showed a look of shame on his old face.

"I have practiced swordsmanship for a lifetime, but in the end I have not gone as far as these young people. How can I sit here with my face."

Yamazaki Tsunori, who was holding a teacup in his hand, wanted to ridicule him a few words, but thought that he was not as good as the two young people, so he swallowed the harsh words on his lips with a mouthful of tea and remained silent.

I didn't ask much about it in normal times. Has this kid Zhenhui reached this point?

Yasuhiro Mikado felt relieved in his heart. His family has many talents, and it is normal for an elder to be happy.

Then his eyes fell on Higashino Yu, and he was quite emotional. What he said was all thanks to the Shikigami, is it true that accumulated criticism can make a tiger out of gold?

People who can stand out in such a critical and chaotic situation may have a little luck, but to say that he relies on external forces is a bit slanderous.

Zhenhui made friends with him through swords, and perhaps he could have more exchanges with this young man.

Yasuhiro Mikado was not jealous of Higashino Yu's shikigami or had a request from him, he just wanted to make a good relationship. In many cases, the foundation of a family's connections is slowly accumulated through one or two good relationships.

Seeing the old men around sighing one by one, he smiled and comforted:

"Don't belittle yourself. Kendo is just a sport after all. It reduces the lethality of ancient swordsmanship and increases the viewing value. It loses the original meaning of practicing swordsmanship. The purpose of practicing swordsmanship has changed from family, country and the world to serving the rules of the game. Naturally, it is difficult to reach the ultimate realm."

"But if it is not modified, swordsmanship will hardly be useful in modern times. I am afraid it will gradually disappear. It can be regarded as a gain and a loss."

After saying this, the expressions of these old men gradually eased up, and they nodded one after another: "That's true."

In their hearts, they were thinking about whether to let their own disciples come to exchange and learn.

Half-kneeling on the ground, Maki Mikado stared at the bamboo sword in his hand for a long time and put it on the floor.

"What kind of swordsmanship was that just now? Is it the legendary divine sword?"

Divine sword? It is more reasonable to say that it is a ghost sword. Dong Ye Yu pondered after hearing this, and looked at the edge of the game. The figure of the old man standing there before had disappeared without a trace.

Shifan should be very happy, this can be regarded as a small repayment.

Dong Ye Yu thought in his heart, and replied: "It is not a divine gift, but a real sword of Tianlan Itto-ryu, the Wuxiang Sword. The concept was proposed by the sword master Arima Tadayoshi, and it was realized in my hands."

"You can call it the Dong Ye-ryu Wuxiang Sword."

"Wuxiang Sword? Very powerful, I lost." Yu Men Zhenhui said, and abandoned the bamboo sword in his hand.

You don't want to fight anymore?

Why is he less motivated than the kid named Sugiyama just now?

Seeing him abandon his sword, Higashino Yu stopped maintaining his Zanxin stance and asked, "It's just one book, you still have a chance, are you giving up now?"

He shook his head: "I can't think of any moves to break the previous move for the time being, and it's just a waste of time to fight on."

"Have you ever thought about what if I can only use that move once?"

Mikado Maki took off his armor, revealing a kind and handsome young face. His face was a little pale, sweat slid down his cheeks, and his hair was wet. The previous battle consumed him a lot.

He looked at Higashino Yu seriously: "If I can't defeat the strongest you head-on, it won't count as a win."

"You want to win so much?"

"The goal of a swordsman is victory, never-ending victory." Mikado Shinki's words were sonorous and powerful.

Dong Yeyu somewhat agrees with this statement. If it is not to win, why practice swordsmanship?

Seeing that he gave up the game, Higashikata also untied his mask, took off his mask, took a deep breath, and came back to life.

Although this visor is strong and fully protective, it is stuffy and airtight, and you can still smell a faint musty smell after wearing it for a long time.

I stroked my hair, which was weighed down by wearing a mask for a long time, and felt the urge to cut it short—I had never had my hair cut once since I came to Tokyo.

The main reason is that haircuts here are quite expensive, costing thousands of yen. A shaved head will affect the order rate of my part-time job in the restaurant. The more handsome female customers will get more gold coins.

It seems that because of the duel just now, the cameras in the stadium and the major media are paying attention to this. At first, everyone was a little confused as to why the two players took off their masks before the fight was over.

"What happened to the two players?"

The host of the media asked, and the reporter replied: "Taking off the mask, the player gave up his sword. Does this seem like he is admitting defeat?"

"It's a pity that we can no longer see the wonderful showdown like just now, but the player Mikado is really a beautiful boy who only comes once in a century. I believe he will perform even better next year!"

"Player Higashino also took off his mask. It seems that the game is indeed over. What did the referee say? Wait-"

At this moment, Higashino Yu's figure appeared on the big screen in the stadium. He was giving a thumbs up to one side of the auditorium and smiling.

The female cameraman subconsciously zoomed in until the camera seemed to be right next to him.

That face, as if carved by the Creator's own hands, appeared on the big screen.

Just like those sculptures in the hands of great artists.

People immediately think of it in their hearts, but they just can't praise it in words and can only resort to the next best thing to set it off with the most perfect thing they know.

It's just that no matter how beautiful the stone carvings are, they are still dead objects, too tough and cold. At first glance, they look similar, but upon closer inspection, they feel that they are too different from the young man in front of them.

Whether it’s the skin that is far inferior to even the most exquisite woman, or the facial features that make it impossible to find any flaws, or the bright eyes filled with dazzling light like the sun, or the surrounding temperament, high-spirited The mood is as calm as a mountain, and it gives people a unique feeling.

Every glance makes people admire from the bottom of their hearts. Even people who are in a depressed mood can't help but feel a little happier when they see such a face.

What is it? The girls watching the competition were thinking hard. Most of them were players in the women's group, substitute players, and support staff of their respective kendo clubs. Some of them were girls who were devoted to kendo.

At first, he was still observing the game carefully and thinking about his own shortcomings, but now, the moment he saw the person on the field, the deer in his heart began to run wildly.

"It's clean, it's clean." A girl murmured to herself as if she was enlightened.

Asami Sanae, who was on the podium, glanced at the surrounding girls who were staring at Higashino Yu and shook her head slightly.

The superficial people of the night only care about appearance. If the Lord Knight were an ordinary-looking person, would they still be like this?

Mortals are always unable to see the essence of things through these manifestations. Only the wisdom of the Moon Witch can appreciate the soul of the Lord Knight.

She looked around for a moment. The two girls, Kaori and Shiori, who were probably used to seeing each other and were somewhat immune to it, were gathering together and whispering about what they wanted to eat when they got home.

Just know how to eat, nothing to worry about.

Finally, it fell on the face of the pensive Jinguji Hiiragi. She seemed to be still immersed in the sword that Higashino Yu had struck just now.

The Moon Witch shook her head slightly, obsessed with practicing, and the Inquisitor of Jinguji Temple could only stop here.

For a moment, Tomorrow See Sanae had a feeling in her heart that the outcome was decided, so she stood up and stretched out her slender and tender right hand towards the young man who greeted her.

Dong Yeyu was stunned for a second when he saw her action, and then he realized, don't you want me to play this awkward second-level game with you on the spot?

She looked away, trying to pretend she didn't see it, but she felt that everyone was so familiar with her. Thanks to her care these days, she had eaten a lot of delicious food.

Forget it, forget it, eating people is short-tongued.

Dong Yeyu covered his face and admitted it. After thinking for a while, he lowered his head as if doing a kiss on the hand. Even though he was shameless, he was blushing at this time.

Tomorrow saw Sanae's icy blue eyes sparkling with a smile, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she slowly sat back, took her phone and looked at his blog, and thought about it for a while.

Let's go to a more interesting place to investigate with Sir Knight during the vacation after our stay together!

Miss Moon Witch began to hatch a new investigation plan in her mind.

Except for the people around her, no one noticed here for the time being. In addition, Higashino Yu moved very quickly. At first glance, she just looked down at something, so no social death incident occurred.

Mikado Shinki was a little surprised by his actions, but after looking at Higashinoyu's face for a moment, he thought that his swordsmanship was so powerful, and his cultivation level must not be bad, at least not worse than his own, and he could be regarded as a dragon or a phoenix among people.

"It is indeed unfair for my cousin to lose to you. When I return, I will advise him not to harass Miss Jinguji again."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Dong Yeyu bowed slightly.

Mikado Shinki nodded, then looked at the referee, "Please announce, I admit defeat."

"Huh? Giving up again?" The referee hesitated for two seconds, communicated with the judges on the podium, and announced that Tachibana High School had won the competition and Ryugu Middle School had lost.

Mikado Shinki silently picked up the bamboo sword. Higashino Yu and him came to the position where they were at the beginning of the game. They also sheathed them, crouched down, then stood up and retreated from each other.

After the game, the audience began to heatedly discuss what had just happened. Some people posted videos and updates on tiktak, but because the video only showed the stadium suddenly going dark for a few seconds, it did not spread widely.

However, this topic was more popular on the forum. After all, tens of thousands of people witnessed two consecutive almost magical anomalies at the same time. Some people and organizations interested in extraordinary events got the news and excitedly prepared to come to Fukuoka.

The classmates of Tachibana High School saw Higashino Yu coming back with his visor in his arms, staring at him as if glued to him.

Yasuhara Kazuji first stood up with a smile and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Higashino-san. Please sit down."

The other students were not very familiar with Dong Yeyu, so they didn't dare to ask, and just looked at him curiously.

Arima Norimune was not interested in these secrets. He had already felt better when Higashino Yu beat up Sugiyama. When he saw him come back, he immediately threw away the ice pack, patted the non-existent dust on the cushion, and got off his seat.

"Ayu, you are my idol from today on! Please accept my worship!"

"He insulted my teacher. I will teach him a lesson without you having to ask."

Dong Yeyu said seriously and helped Arima up, only to see this kid come over and ask in a low voice: "What happened with that move just now? Ancestor Zhongkang secretly taught you how to do it?"

"Wuxiangjian, didn't Teacher Fan tell you about it?"

"How can there be such swordsmanship? Didn't Ancestor Zhongkang say that he doesn't know how to do it?"

"That's right, I just created it."

Arima Zezong rolled his eyes, rubbed his hands and chuckled, "Ayu, you see, we are brothers and we are from the same school."

Dong Yeyu took one look and knew what this kid was thinking about, but his ancestors taught him swordsmanship for free, so it was not impossible for him to repay him.

"Want to learn?"

Arima Zesong nodded: "I think so, I think too much!"

"Then let's practice the floating boat ferry well first, so as not to be laughed at for monkey dancing next time." Higashino Yu was a little speechless. If he was allowed to go out and embarrass himself like this, Tianlan Ittou Ryu might have to be renamed Monkey Dancing Ittou Ryu.

Arima Zezong was overjoyed and kowtowed again: "His Majesty Higashino Normal School, please accept my bow!"