Fang Yan's guess was right. Chiba Kaoru and Chiba Haomu were really siblings, and they were indeed the descendants of Chiba Zhouzuo.
The Northstar Ittō-ryū was a famous Japanese sword technique that had been passed down for hundreds of years. As a girl, Chiba Kaori was more inclined to enjoy the visual and sensory aspects of the tea ceremony. Chiba Takeshi was a male descendant of the Chiba family. He had been trained by the family in swordsmanship and physical fitness since he was young.
Both of them studied at Wuren High School, a famous private school in Japan. Both of them were well-known figures in the school.
Chiba Kaori was gentle, beautiful, and had an outstanding temperament. She was also the president of the school's Tea Ceremony Club. She was the undisputed goddess of the school. Her status in Wuren Senior High School was similar to that of Qin Yitian in Rosefinch.
As for Chiba Haomu, he was adorable and skilled in swordsmanship. He was very popular with both boys and girls, and he had a group of hardcore supporters.
This time, Saburo Fujino had taken the initiative to issue a challenge. Additionally, he had declared that he wanted to compete with Fang Yan in the Way of Tea, Calligraphy, and Fencing. Truth be told, he had dug a big hole for Fang Yan.
Saburo Fujino had a clear understanding of the strength of his team members. They had a world-class tea master, a calligraphy master, and a kendo expert. If they were to compete in these three areas, wouldn't they be able to win three out of three matches? They would be able to trample Hua Xia's team into the mud, leaving not even their bones behind.
He did not guess the beginning correctly, nor could he guess the ending correctly.
Chiba Kaori, whom he had high hopes for, had lost. Ueno Nobita had also lost.
Now, he had placed all his hopes on Chiba Haomu.
"Teacher." Chiba Takeshi stood before Saburo Fujino.
Saburo Fujino patted Chiba Haomu's shoulder. He wanted to say something, but there was an inexplicable sadness in his heart.
After a long while, he calmed down a little and said in a deep voice, "Please win."
Chiba Haowu nodded with a smile and said, "I understand, Teacher."
Chiba Haowu understood. All the members of the Wu Ren inspection team understood. They had already lost two rounds. If they lost the last round as well, then they would be shaved bald by Hua Xia.
This was a great humiliation!
Hence, the other students of Wu Ren University gathered around them.
"Good martial arts, good luck."
"Good fight. You must win."
"Qianye is good at martial arts. We believe in you."
…
Chiba Xun walked up to Chiba Haowu and smiled silently. "Just do your best."
"No, sister, I want to win." Chiba Haowu also smiled, his smile was as bright as the sun. What an adorable boy. "Win back what you lost."
The smile on Chiba Kaori's face gradually faded. She seriously looked into Chiba Haomu's eyes and said, "Little Brother, don't mess around."
"This is war," Chiba Haomu said. "Sister, there must be a winner and a loser in a war. If it wasn't like that, then the battle between martial artists would have lost its meaning. "
"But …"
"Sister, no buts. Our family motto is courage and wisdom. Without hesitation. "
"…"
Saburo Fujino looked at Fang Yan and asked, "Teacher Fang Yan, our team members have stepped forward. How long are you going to hide your contestants? "
Hua!
A wooden door was pushed open from the inside. Tangcheng, dressed in a white Taoist robe, walked out with a wooden sword in his hand. He said in a clear voice, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Clatter …
The students of Rosefinch Secondary immediately applauded.
"Tangcheng is so handsome."
"His outfit is really not bad. As expected of the school hunk. I can't help but admire him … "
"I knew it was Tangcheng. I heard that Tangcheng's Kung Fu is very powerful …"
…
It had to be said that this kid, Tangcheng, was praised by the girls of Rosefinch Secondary as the school hunk. He really did have some skill.
Not to mention his dazzling results and outstanding skills, just the way he walked out in the white Taoist robe of the Taekwondo Club while holding a wooden sword gave people the feeling of a handsome and elegant young man. His slender figure, exquisite facial features, and the natural arrogance he exuded made him really attractive to young girls.
Fang Yan walked in front of Tangcheng and said with a smile, "Have you thought it through?"
"I didn't come for you," Tangcheng said. "If you think that I'm participating in this competition because of you, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."
"It doesn't matter who you came for. As long as you stand here today, you will be my good student. "Fang Yan patted Tangcheng's shoulder.
Tangcheng frowned. In the end, he did not slap away Fang Yan's restless palm in front of everyone.
The members of both sides were in place. Tangcheng had already changed his attire and was ready to fight.
Fang Yan looked at Saburo Fujino and said, "Let your team members go in and change their clothes."
Saburo Fujino said a few words to Chiba Haomu. Chiba Haomu nodded and followed Luo Yi to the changing room where the new Taoist robes were prepared.
When Chiba Haomu came out wearing a black Taoist robe and holding a wooden sword of his choice, the match was about to begin.
Luo Yi was the president of the Taekwondo Club and the only judge for this competition.
Fencing was different from other competitions. The winner and loser were clear at a glance. Therefore, there was no need for too many judges to vote.
Luo Yi stood between the two of them and said in English that they could understand, "Do you want to wear protective gear?"
Both Tangcheng and Chiba Haomu shook their heads and refused. They did not have the habit of wearing protective gear.
"Since both sides have chosen not to wear protective gear, then I would like to propose three rules. First, you are not allowed to stab your opponent's vital parts. Second, the winning side is not allowed to kill anyone. Most importantly, when I say stop, you must stop immediately.
He was afraid that the two of them would fight to the death. If that happened, things would become difficult to deal with.
Although they were both using wooden swords … their fists could kill people. Not to mention, the wooden swords in the hands of these experts were not much different from real iron swords.
Both Tangcheng and Chiba Haomu nodded to show that they understood.
Luo Yi took three steps back and said, "Members from both sides, salute."
Tangcheng and Chiba Haomu bowed to each other and performed the traditional etiquette.
"Ready!" Luo Yi shouted. After the two of them had finished their preparations, Luo Yi shouted, "Ready!"
Chiba Haomu was dressed in a black robe. He raised the wooden sword in his hand high, as though he wanted to cleave his opponent from head to toe.
This was his usual starting stance, and it was also the stance that could best showcase his swordsmanship.
Moreover, this move of his had a very famous name, it was called 'Silent Victory'.
The so-called silent duel meant that after the battle began, the victor would be decided before the Bamboo Blades in their hands struck each other. The other party didn't even have the chance to hit their own side, much less win.
This move was imparted to the famous swordsman Takayanagi Asashiro. Takayanagi Asashiro was Chiba Haomu's opponent, but Chiba Haomu liked Takayanagi Asashiro's fighting style very much. He had especially learned it.
Tangcheng was dressed in white. He looked relaxed and casual as he sized up the Rosefinch Secondary team. The match was about to begin, but Qin Yitian hadn't arrived yet. This made him feel both regretful and disappointed.
One had to know that before he decided to participate in this competition, he had specially sent a message to Qin Yitian … Could it be that Qin Yitian's phone ran out of battery and was powered off?
There were three ways to attack in Sword Dao — Killer Sword, Killer Move, and Killing Aura.
Chiba Haomu's killing intent was released as he was ready to strike. His adorable face turned serious, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He looked at Tangcheng with killing intent.
He was only waiting for an opportunity to kill in one strike.
At this moment, Chiba Haomu was cold, completely different from the image he usually gave others.
If the usual Chiba Haowu was an innocent and cute bunny, the current Chiba Haowu was like a wolf on the hunt.
Qin Yitian wasn't here, so the battle still had to continue.
Tangcheng was amused when he saw Chiba Haomu's expression. This kid is quite serious. He looks like he wants to kill someone.
When the corners of Tangcheng's mouth curled up, Chiba Haomu's chance had arrived.
This was because he knew very well that when a person smiled, it was also when they were at their most relaxed. When the mood was relaxed, the body would naturally relax.
This was the perfect time to defeat his opponent.
Chiba Haomu slashed out with his sword, and the wind whistled like a flute.
This was the sound of the bamboo sword cutting through the air. The sword hilt and blade were burning hot as if they were about to be burned.
When an expert made a move, it was obvious whether he was skilled or not.
The speed of the sword, the strong airflow caused by the friction in the air, and the aura that enveloped his entire body were enough to make people's hearts tremble.
An expert!
This guy was definitely an expert!
Moreover, he wasn't an expert in the field of student fights. He wasn't the president of the Taekwondo Club, nor was he the number one in Huacheng.
His opponent was a professional, an adult, and an expert with sharp sword skills that could kill.
Tangcheng was born into a family of armed escorts, and there were also experts in his family who practiced swordsmanship. The way they drew their swords was exactly the same as the one in front of him. In fact, after experiencing it for himself, this Japanese boy who smiled shyly just now was even more powerful.
Tangcheng raised his sword to meet the attack.
Crack …
The two swords collided, and the wooden sword in Tangcheng's hand broke into two.
Although both swords were wooden, one was the attacker, and the other was the interceptor. One side had accumulated enough strength and momentum, while the other only wanted to block the attack … the tea had spirit, and the sword had murderous intent.
Chiba Haomu's wooden sword had murderous intent, while Tangcheng's didn't. Intent against intent, murderous intent against no murderous intent, and the one without murderous intent was naturally not a match for the other.
Chiba Haomu seemed to have predicted this scene.
After he broke the wooden sword in Tangcheng's hand, he didn't retract his sword force, nor did he release his sword energy. The sword continued to slash downwards, aiming straight for Tangcheng's head.
"Don't …" the crowd shouted loudly. Some of the more timid girls couldn't help but close their eyes. They didn't dare to watch the tragedy that was about to happen.
With Chiba Haomu's current momentum, if Tangcheng's head was hit, it would definitely be split in half.
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