I am in the God of Shield, trying to survive

Narusaka Kazuto didn't say anything more, the other party's words have already given the answer from the side.

It seems that the gap between my old man and this Heiyu old man is not small...

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My heart exploded too quickly. I was about to send the coded words more than an hour ago. As a result, my hands trembled. I don’t know why the coding software didn’t save it automatically. The whole chapter suddenly disappeared, and I had to code it again.

And because it is recoded, I always feel that the comparison with the first time is not very smooth. It seems that there are some flaws. I don’t know if it is a psychological effect. I always feel that there is something wrong with the stitching, and the shape is a bit fried.

Chapter 110 I'm up, bang bang, it's over

"Kiriya wins!"

As the referee, Mr. Heiyu let out a soft cry, drawing the prelude to this competition.

"it is finally over!"

The originally tense crowd also relaxed. Although a few younger children almost fell asleep watching it, some of the more knowledgeable people were quite nervous.

"The final duel was really exciting. Fortunately, it was recorded just now, so I can go back and watch it again and again!"

A few teenagers who were somewhat obsessed with kendo expressed emotion after recollection.

To be honest, there is quite a big difference between kendo competition and combat. For those who don't know how to do it, kendo competition can even be said to be very boring, no matter who is fighting against whom, it is similar.

But for those who are knowledgeable, they can understand the thrills and excitement, and they can also see how exciting the battle is.

It can be said that although the duel between kendo is not as exciting as in the battle, it also has its own thrills and excitement, and the competition is the skill of kendo.

"I'm really not reconciled. You have a murderous aura on your body. You must have done something wicked for this match. If that's the case, I plan to call the police and arrest you!"

Kurasaki looked at his old opponent with some reluctance. Obviously, he lost to the opponent in the final duel.

He was still very reconciled to this. After knowing that the other party had obtained the chilling aura through some method, he felt that the two people who were not much different from each other were suddenly pulled away by a certain distance.

This is definitely not the result he wants to see!

I have been training for so long to beat you here, but in the end, not only did I fail to surpass you, but I was pulled out by you for such a long distance, who can resist this!

"Don't worry about this. I never did anything illegal. I obtained this murderous aura through a scientific method, but the method is not to tell you. Take the shame of losing to me to the soil!"

The corner of the old man's mouth curled up slightly, and he also gave this old opponent a flick.

"This year's champion is Kiritani, No. 2 is Kurasaki, No. 3 is Toyu, No. 4 is... No. 30 and the second is Tamura. This is the final result of this year's competition!"

As the referee and part-time commentator, Kuroba read out their final results this year.

"It's been hard work, you should feel tired too, go to the side to rest first, then next, it's time for the youth group to play!"

Eyes turned to the direction of those boys and girls, those children seemed to be impatient, just waiting for the arrival of these words.

Looking at them in the previous competition, I was itchy, and I just waited to compare them in person!

Of course, compared to those old men's kendo competitions, there are so many rules.

The competition in the youth group is much more relaxed, and it can't even be called a competition, just give them the venue to play.

Because they are all underage, and the ages are also uneven, it is not easy to achieve a truly fair game.

Therefore, there is no need to draw lots like in the senior group. As long as you want to fight with someone, just say so, and if the other party does not refuse, you can go to the middle to fight.

Therefore, this kind of battle will not have any rankings, so it is said that it is more like a game than a game.

"Sister Tonggu, how about coming to fight with me?"

Isamu Kurasaki came over and invited Kiritani Suguha to fight.

As two people who have been rivals over the years, they will come to fight once a year, and this year is no exception.

However, unlike the direct nods of previous years, Kiritani Suguha now turned his eyes to Narusaka Kazuto before agreeing to the invitation to this decisive battle, as if asking for his opinion again.

"Whether you want to pick it up or not, you can decide for yourself, there is no need to look at me!"

Narusaka Kazuto was also a little helpless.

"Yeah!" Nodding, Kiritani Suguha also stood up from the ground, unlike Narusaka Kazuto who was more suitable for a seat because of her inconvenient movement, she knelt and sat on the ground the whole time.

Next...the battle of the youth group is nothing to watch.

Compared with the old group before, it was simply too childish, even if it was Isamu Kurasaki and Suguha Kiritani, who were the most qualified among them, fighting, the feeling was just so-so.

Narusaka Kazuto would be interested in looking up when he was fighting except for his sister, and he didn't bother to look at the others.

"What do you think of their fight?" Seemingly seeing that he was not interested, Old Man Heiyu came over and sat beside him and asked.

"After watching the battles of those old men before, in comparison, their skills are horrible!"

Narusaka Kazuto looked straight ahead, two twelve or thirteen-year-old children were holding their sword hilts and chopping at each other...

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. Compared with the old group before, the battles of these boys and girls are simply horrible. The gap is too great.

"Haha, you will say that to prove that your height is not at the same level as theirs. Do you want to go up and teach them to be human?"

The old man Heiyu was also very cheerful, so he said to the young proposer.

"Forget it, my current physical condition is not suitable for fighting with them!"

Narusaka Kazuto shook his head without thinking.

In fact, even if he is healthy, he may not necessarily go up to bully children, that is not his character.

"I don't think I have the guts to go up. After all, my grandson is the strongest existence here. If I had the strength, even if I was injured, I would go up and avenge my sister!"

Kurasaki's sarcasm sounded, probably because the old man was a little unconvinced when he lost to him before, and he couldn't beat him, so he could only vent his anger on his grandson.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Narusaka Kazuto looked at the old man Kurasaki behind him. Just because of this mouth, he didn't know how many people would hate him. No wonder he was so at odds with his old man.

"Go up and beat up this guy's grandson, let him know that what I said before is not bragging!"

At this time, the old man's faint voice sounded from Narusaka Kazuto's ears.

"Don't make trouble, my current physical condition is not suitable for fighting!"

Narusaka Kazuto is a little helpless, I am also your grandson anyway, usually when this happens, shouldn't I be advised not to be impulsive and to pay attention to my body?

Why is it the other way around when it comes to you?

How much do you want my grandson to lie down for a while?

"The most injuries on your body are that you can't move your body. You can still hold the sword in your hand. This is enough for you to hit him in all directions!"

"Too……"

Naruzaka Kazuto's body was more severely strained, just his calf and waist.

It's just a slight strain like the arm, but it doesn't affect him that much.

What's more, judging from his observation of those children's battles in the past two hours, it is true that their level and his physical condition can easily handle them.

But their contemptuous tone made Kurasaki feel very annoyed.

"Hey hey hey, don't look down on people, what do you mean by this kind of physical condition, you can easily hang my grandson, Yong, you heard it, and then give me a hard lesson, let the grandson and grandson know the end of looking down on people what?"

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Isamu Kurazaki looked at Kazuto Narusaka with fiery eyes, and he planned to duel with him long ago.

Beauty is only for the strong. After Kiritani Naoba acquiesced him as his fiancé before, maybe it was because of jealousy, or because he wanted to prove something, so he wanted to confront him.

Just because he heard that he was injured before, it is impossible for him to propose to fight the injured, otherwise he would be laughed to death by everyone around him.

But now that the opponent proposes a duel, he doesn't have any worries. Just like what his grandfather said, if you think you can beat me with injuries, then I will help you try it. I can only blame you for being arrogant.

"..."

I haven't said anything yet, why have you already arranged for me?

"Forget it, I have to give the old man face!"

Slowly standing up from the ground, Narusaka and personnel can only fight against each other up to now.

"Here!" The old man threw the sword in his hand to him.

"Don't need to wear armor?"

Frowning slightly, Isamu Kurazaki has a new understanding of the arrogance of the boy in front of him. Kendo fighting is not as safe as imagined, otherwise he would not be wearing armor.

If you get hit without armor, and accidentally hit the vitals, it may really die because of it!

"My current physical condition may not be able to move after putting on the armor, so this is fine!"

Shrugging his shoulders, he didn't pretend to be aggressive on purpose. He really felt that the kid in front of him couldn't touch him at all, and it wasn't likely that he had fought so fiercely with his old man yesterday, and he wasn't even hit by the opponent under such an attack.

Others can't be guaranteed, his dodging skills have almost reached the full level, even if he can't hit others, it is impossible for others to hit him.

"I remember there is a foam sword inside, just wait for me!"

The so-called foam sword is not a toy for children. The material used is similar to that of some boxing sandbags.

Probably wrapping a circle of foam on the basis of the original bamboo sword can act as a buffer after hitting the enemy, reducing the attack power to a certain extent.

"Thank you!"

Narusaka Kazuto thanked him, although he thought that the other party could not hit him, but the other party's consideration for safety is also something to be thankful for.

"you are welcome!"

Isamu Kurasaki waved his hand and walked towards the next room.

Two minutes later, he returned with a white sword.

"Do you need a referee?"

"No, there is no need for etiquette, let's start directly!"

"Well, then I'm on!"

"drink!!"

"Clap!!"

"ended!"

Narusaka Kazuto slowly withdrew his sword, proving that their battle of less than three seconds was over.

Only the stunned onlookers are left...

Chapter 110 The third chapter is finished, the mission props are taken, you can go back

silence……

Deathly silence!

All the eyes around who were about to watch the show turned dull!

What happened just now?

It's over before you take off your pants?

Want to be so fast?

Even Isamu Kurazaki froze in place, maintaining his original movement of swinging his sword, but the sword he was holding in his hand had fallen to the ground, and he didn't seem to realize what was going on.

"Concession!" Narusaka Kazuto bowed slightly, but this action made him pull the muscles in his waist, making him frown uncontrollably.

"I lost?" At this time, Isamu Kurazaki finally realized, looking at his grandfather next to him in disbelief, and asked.

"Well, you lost!" Mr. Kurasaki gave him an affirmative answer.

In fact, he was also shocked. At that moment just now, he only saw two swords flickering, and he directly threw his grandson's sword away.

He thought that if he encountered such a situation just now, although he was not unable to defend himself, he would be very reluctant!

And he's still injured...

Kurasaki looked at the boy---

This time, Kurasaki finally believed what the old opponent said before. If the boy was in his prime, even he might not be the opponent of the opponent, let alone his grandson!

"Next, let Lao Qiao be your opponent for fun!"

Twisting his neck, Mr. Heiyu held the sword in one hand and walked forward slowly.