Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 681 Cat and Mouse Game

Now everyone understood what Hojo Kyosuke meant. He was trying to play tricks on Iguchi Ryo.

As long as he never calls out the correct hitting position, Iguchi Ryo will never lose and can keep beating his opponent.

"How many moves have you used?"

Jiu Neng Tianyin, who had a broken rib, still did not go to heal his wound, but watched the two people on the field intently.

"It's the twelfth move. I've used up all the lower-level moves. Now I'm using the middle-level moves."

The disciple next to him answered, his eyes never leaving Hojo Kyosuke while he spoke.

"So powerful! Does Hojo really intend to use Iguchi Ryo to demonstrate all the moves of the Otodachi?"

"It's a bit exaggerated. If I didn't know this was his Ryuuki, I would have thought it was a martial arts performance on the visit day. Iguchi Ryo was forced to cooperate and demonstrate every sword technique."

"We should let the new junior brothers take a look, so that they won't think that the practice set of katana is useless."

"Don't worry, there's someone recording it over there."

"I think if someone who doesn't know the truth sees the video, they will just think it's a martial arts performance because it's too unreal."

"Yes, even after three years of training, I still can't perform sword moves smoothly in a formal competition like Hojo-kun."

The disciples of Beichen Ittoryu were discussing whether the Kumitachi, or routines, were useful. This was a question faced by all martial arts in the world.

“It looks nice, but it’s just for show and is not useful at all.”

Even some people who have practiced for many years cannot be free from such thoughts, but since it is called a routine, it means it is universal and fixed.

If an ordinary person has a conflict with someone, even if he grabs the other person's collar, he will only tear it randomly and cannot launch an effective attack. But if a person who has practiced boxing a little, the moment he grabs the other person's collar with his left hand, his right hand will automatically swing and launch a right hook attack.

There was no need to think at that moment, because the opponent's chin and your own angle were so perfect, your body spontaneously wanted to attack, and it was incredibly smooth.

Or like kicking and blocking after tripping, the routines are integrated into the body's memory. As long as the opportunity arises, the body will teach you how to do it.

Just like Hojo Kyosuke at this moment, even without the help of scanning eyes and super brain, when the opponent rushed over and the two sides' bamboo swords collided, the feeling from the bamboo sword would tell his body how to respond, and then the subsequent moves would be used smoothly. Even when the opponent rushed over, the memory of the practice would emerge in his mind.

Regarding this point, Iguchi Ryo felt deeply.

It felt like I was stuck in a quagmire. Whether I was moving forward or backward, whether I was standing still or attacking, I seemed to have fallen into the opponent's trap and could only passively send the center line of my body forward.

It seemed as if all his efforts were just to make the opponent's attack less monotonous.

Iguchi Ryo stepped forward again and swung his sword!

Being easily blocked and suppressed by the opposing demon.

He gritted his teeth, veins popping out on his hand holding the knife, and struggled to straighten the knife and swung it again.

He was suppressed again, and his body was pushed backwards uncontrollably.

The center line was lost and the arms were exposed.

Failed again? Does this guy really not have any flaws?

Iguchi Ryo was almost in despair. He gritted his teeth, knowing that the other party would continue to chop off his head.

"boom--!"

"Twenty-second move! 'Reverse Brush'!"

The disciples of Beichen Ittoryu shouted in unison, like a group of excited counters.

Iguchi Ryo's face flushed red, filled with pain and shame. The cheers were like a sword piercing his heart.

Stand back and raise your bamboo sword.

He looked at Hojo Kyosuke who was lying motionless opposite him, his mind in a mess and he had no energy left to think about how to fight back.

Although Daidoji Shoji is called Immovable Vajra, Vajra also has angry eyes. As long as he reacts, his flaws will be revealed, and as long as there is a flaw, he can be defeated.

But Hojo Kyosuke is different, this guy...

He was like the sun in the sky. Not to mention his flaws, just looking directly at him was painful.

He gripped the bamboo sword tightly and moved forward again, swinging the sword numbly.

"Snapped--!"

The bamboo sword was directly pushed to the right by Hojo Kyosuke on the opposite side, the tip of the sword hit the ground, and the middle door opened.

"Crack! Crack!"

With two consecutive sounds, Iguchi Ryo's "hands" and "belly" were chopped off almost at the same time.

Cut off!

Cut off your hand!

Behead!

"Thirtieth Style! 'Push'!"

The disciples of Beichen Ittoryu cheered in unison.

Hojo Kyosuke still did not win, because this time he was shouting at the noodles and cutting off the hands.

Iguchi Ryo attacked again, and Hojo Kyosuke's bamboo sword drew an arc.

"Snapped!"

Cut off!

When the bamboo swords clash, Hojo Kyosuke steps forward and presses Iguchi Ryo with his body. His opponent can only retreat and use all his strength to resist.

Retreating, Hojo Kyosuke raised his sword.

Cut off your hand!

"Thirty-third Style! "Early Cut Back"!"

In another round, Iguchi Ryo attacked, and Hojo Kyosuke waved the bamboo sword in his hand like a crescent moon.

Cut off!

He took the opportunity to thrust his sword forward, aiming directly at Iguchi Ryo's throat, forcing the latter to raise his bamboo sword to defend himself.

"Snapped--!"

The hand was chopped off successfully!

Cut it off, pretend to stab the throat, but actually chop the hand!

"Twelfth Style! 'Central Star Eye'!"

The Beichen counters cheered in unison.

Iguchi Ryo attacks and Hojo Kyosuke swings his sword.

Cut off, stab the belly, chop off the hands!

"Thirty-fifth move! "Flying forward!"

Cut down, roll the sword, stab the throat to force movement, and chop the hands!

"Thirty-seventh move! 'Pull the body forward'!"

Cut off...

"Number..."

As Hojo Kyosuke performed one sword move after another of the Hokushin Ittoryu, the cheers of the disciples in the dojo became louder and more excited.

Jiuneng Tianyin had forgotten the pain in his body and cheered loudly with his fellow disciples.

Update on the journey: "The new emperor of Beichen Ittoryu seems to be doing a good job. At least he is respectful to everyone. You can consider being nicer to him."

Daidoji Masashi looked at the reactions of his fellow disciples around him and knew that they had accepted Hojo Kyosuke and were conquered by his strength.

Hmm... that's good, that's good...

He felt somewhat relieved and somewhat disappointed.

If the disciples of Hokushin Ittoryu were cheering for the strength of Hojo Kyosuke, then the swordsmen from other schools and companies in the dojo were filled with fear.

Now Ryo Iguchi on the stage no longer screamed, but they knew what kind of torture he was suffering.

It was just a joke. It was a fight that could be easily resolved, but Hojo chose to play with his opponent. If he shouted at the face, he would chop off the hand; if he shouted at the hand, he would hit the face... The main point was to point east and hit west.

Iguchi Ryo was so arrogant when he came to power, so if he still had a bit of backbone, he couldn't admit defeat, otherwise he would lose all face. Now he is in a state of neither wanting to live nor wanting to die.

Seeing Hojo Kyosuke easily deflecting Iguchi Ryo's bamboo sword with one strike, everyone had the same thought in their mind:

You must never offend this petty man.

They now understood why Hojo Kyosuke was called the "handless devil". He was indeed as terrifying as a devil.

"What a beautiful hand-cutting scene."

Ichiro Nagase sighed softly.

"Yes, every move is aimed directly at the hands, as if the hands are the opponent's body." Miyazaki said with a complicated tone.

Among the schools of martial arts in Japan, the one who is called "the chopping maniac" is not just Beichen Ittoryu. Many schools like this move, but none is as exaggerated as Beichen Ittoryu. The 43-style form is almost all about chopping hands. Anyone who has seen their martial arts performance will be puzzled:

"Is the purpose of kendo just to cut off hands?"

As an Osaka prefectural police officer, Miyazaki studied the Metropolitan Police Department's swordsmanship. Although there were many moves from Hokushin Ittoryu, he learned more about the Shiken-ryu, so chopping hands was not so friendly.

Chop off your hand, chop off your hand. I didn’t even see it and my hand was chopped off and I was judged as the loser. It’s so annoying, like a fly.

No matter what moves you want to use, you must use most of your energy on defending your hands. If you hold back, you will not be able to do anything.

That's called an aggrieved one.

"Hahaha, this is because Hojo-kun is too strong. He predicts every move of Iguchi-san, so I always fall into his routine and have to perform with him like a puppet."

Ichiro Nagase smiled. Of course, his favorite part was also cutting and chopping hands! Seeing such an excellent junior, he was really excited.

"The Demon Eye?"

Miyazaki was muttering something, his eyes were deep. Standing at the God's perspective, with their strength, they could naturally see that Hojo Kyosuke was not lying. Under his eyes, everything that Iguchi Ryo did was exposed.

"I don't care if he has the magic eye or not. I will get close to him and compete with him in judo." He gritted his teeth. This can be said to be an invincible tactic. Even if the opponent is good at kendo, as long as he fights in close combat, he doesn't even know what he will do next. What can the opponent do?

Ichiro Nagase did not say anything when he heard this, because the fact that Miyazaki Masaru could say this proved that this guy had already admitted that Hojo Kyosuke's kendo skills were superior to his.

At this time, new changes also occurred on the field.

"Snapped--"

Iguchi Ryo's bamboo sword fell to the ground for the sixth time, but this time he did not pick it up.

This extremely smart man knelt on the ground with his hands on his feet. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping from his face onto the gold on his visor and then onto the ground.

No, no, I won’t be able to take it anymore. If I continue like this, I will die. I will be toyed to death.

He felt like a mouse trapped in a square area. No matter which direction he ran, he would be slapped back by the terrifying cat.

The only reason the cat hadn't been bitten to death and eaten was because it wanted to play for a while longer.

"Admit defeat! I give up!"

Shouting, he tried to raise his hands, but as soon as he moved his arms, they went limp and he collapsed instantly.

"Boom!"

The masked head hit the wooden floor heavily.

"Ano... Mr. Iguchi, if you just admit defeat, you don't need to kowtow."

Eikichi Onizuka's voice was full of sarcasm.

"What do you know? Iguchi-san was impressed by the strength of the general manager, so he wanted to kowtow to show his respect!"

Danma Ryuji immediately agreed.

"I see. Iguchi-kun was so proud at first, but now he has realized how high Mount Tai is and has come to his senses."

Jingguchi Ryo, who was prostrating himself, was so angry at the two people's singing and dancing that his face turned from red to white in an instant. Asshole, this kowtow completely threw all his previous efforts into the water. If he had known this would happen, why would he have endured so many beatings in vain!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and finally his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"Report, Iguchi-san has fainted."

The disciple of Beichen Ittoryu looked down.

"Maybe you felt too embarrassed so you pretended to faint?"

Someone murmured quietly, but Jingguchi Ryo clenched his teeth and said nothing.

"Carry it away, carry it away, next one, don't delay our chief from killing people."

Guizuka cheered, and the Beichen Ittoryu disciple who had become friends with him immediately carried Iguchi Ryo away.

The fifth-generation referee announced that Hojo Kyosuke was the winner, and the old man was so happy that his mouth was twisted with joy.

It's so hot! It's like the reincarnation of the founder!

God bless our Beichen Ittoryu, for sending such a genius when our school was about to be taken over by the yellow-haired man.

The old man glanced at the Sixth Hokage and, as expected, saw a dark face.

He walked forward, helped Hojo Kyosuke take off his armor, and said with great concern:

"How is it, do you need to rest for a while? Although the opponent is very weak to you, it must have consumed a lot of physical energy, right?"

The corner of Jingguchi Ryo's mouth twitched before he was carried out of the dojo. What do you mean by a weak opponent, you bastard! Hojo Kyosuke used a full set of Beichen Itto-ryu's martial arts and still couldn't defeat me! I admit defeat!

After hearing what Chiba Seinosuke said, everyone looked at Hojo Kyosuke nervously, expecting his answer. Indeed, although it was a way to bully weak opponents, it was a way of kendo that emphasized killing with one strike. It was the kind of kendo that a child could kill with a knife. So even if there was a big difference in level, you had to concentrate, which was very physically demanding.

What's more, this is already Hojo Kyosuke's third competition!

Hojo Kyosuke lowered his head and shook his hand, feeling it, and said in a serious voice:

"It's a bit big indeed. To be honest, I haven't consumed so much in years."

Upon hearing this, old man Qianye immediately said, "Then let's take a break for half an hour before starting the next game!"

Hojo Kyosuke tilted his head, with a strange expression on his face, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a loud shout.

"How can that be possible? Everyone has to rest for five minutes. This is the rule we agreed upon from the beginning. If we change it now, wouldn't our Beichen Itdaoliu be laughed at by others?"

The fifth generation, Otsuka Yoichiro, said righteously.

After these words were spoken, even those who had already planned to defeat Beichen Itdaoliu in a round-robin battle could no longer bear to watch.

Sixth generation, it seems that you have a reason to lose.

The fifth generation was so angry that his white eyebrows trembled. Just as he was about to curse, he heard the reincarnation of his family's founding ancestor speaking.

"Yeah, it consumes so much energy that I have to rest for about half a minute to recover."

Hojo Kyosuke said in a deep tone.

Otsuka Yoichiro said in shock: "Half a minute?!"

"Oh, I've rested."

Hojo Kyosuke nodded, then glanced around and said:

"Who's next? Come up and get chopped." (End of this chapter)